Infinite Bloodcore

Crying Wind's movements were almost faster than the little prince's cry for help.

He grabbed Cang Xu's collar and dragged him back.

Cang Xu was awakened.

He was horrified to find that he was lying on the side of the ship without knowing it, with his upper body stretched out, about to fall into the River Styx.

"Newcomer, you dare to stare at the River Styx. You are so ignorant and fearless." The little prince slapped his ribs with his small palm and exclaimed.

"Don't stare at the River Styx, it will absorb your soul." Crying Wind explained.

"Thank you." Cangxu felt chills all over his body and felt frightened for a while.

Compared with senior undead beings like the Little Prince and Crying Wind, his knowledge reserve seems much shallower.

In fact, taboos about the River Styx are never recorded in conventional books.

Any knowledge about the undead is strictly controlled by the major forces. And as the activities of necromancers increase, control becomes stronger and stronger.

The little prince sighed: "It's a pity that the gold-level man in black didn't catch up. Since he can travel through the shadow plane, he should also be able to use the shadow plane to break into the underworld."

"If he came here and there was no ghost ship to carry him, he would definitely be sucked away by the River Styx."

The Styx River is very dangerous, and a living person like Qing Xin is also on the ghost ship. Otherwise, she would probably be sucked to death by the Styx River before she could react in time.

Cang Xu calmed down his mind and looked at the surface of the Styx River again, but this time he only used the peripheral vision of his eyes, and his eyes kept wandering.

He sighed sincerely: "The River Styx is such a mysterious and wonderful existence. As my soul was being absorbed, I felt infinite peace, as if a tired traveler had returned to a warm home."

"I also saw a shadow in the River Styx, I don't know what it was."

When Crying Wind heard this, his color suddenly changed.

The little prince exclaimed: "What, newcomer, what did you just see?"

Cang Xu suddenly became nervous: "I didn't see it clearly. It looked like a vague figure, vaguely a human figure."

The next moment, there was a whimpering sound, and a ghost flew out of the Styx and blocked the ghost ship.

Gold level water ghost!

Cang Xu was shocked, but then relaxed slightly: "It's okay, it's just gold level."

But the little prince and Crying Wind were both frightened.

The little prince was so anxious that his voice changed: "What a fart! Almost all gold-level people in the Styx can survive as a group."

As soon as he finished speaking, ghost cries started.

More than a dozen gold-level water ghosts took off one after another to stop the ghost ship.

Cang Xu and Qing Xin were all shocked.

"Master Shipgui, help, help!" the little prince screamed.

In fact, there was no need for the little prince to shout, the ship ghost had already been alerted by the enemy's situation.

"Everyone get into the cabin, I'm going back to the main world!" the ship ghost shouted.

Cang Xu and others quickly got into the cabin.

Fortunately, the water ghosts have no intelligence. They are completely eroded by negative energy, and even their original memories have been eroded away.

The water ghosts only have hatred for living things.

From this ghost ship, they vaguely felt the breath of life, but they were confused.

Just as they surrounded the ghost ship, the space fluctuated violently, and the ghost ship dissipated like fog.

"Back!" When Cang Xu and others returned to the deck again, they saw blue sky, white clouds, and a deserted island not far away.

"Where is this?" Qingxin asked.

Cang Xu took out his compass and began to determine the direction.

The voice of the ship ghost came: "This is one of my strongholds. There are some resource reserves in the stronghold. Of course, the most important thing is a tragic tombstone. Relying on the spatial coordinates it provides, I can quickly return to the main world."

"Wait a minute." Cang Xu felt something was wrong. He looked at the rising sun in the east, "The time is wrong. It was only the afternoon when we left Songfeng Island."

The little prince laughed out loud: "Newcomer, you are so stupid."

"Do you think sailing on the River Styx only involves changes in space?"

"The flow rate of time in the two planes is different. If it is accurate, this is already four days after the Battle of Matsukaze."

Cang Xu could not help but stare slightly: "So that's it!"

The voice of the ship ghost came: "I have to heal my wounds, so I will take a rest here. The time should not be too long. Since the Fin Spirit has become a traitor, this place is no longer safe."

At the mention of Fin Spirit, the little prince snorted angrily, and his anger quickly rose.

Just as he was about to curse, a fleet came out from the side of the desert island.

On the ghost ship, everyone’s expressions changed. .jújíá?y.??m

"No, it's Sea Serpent's Petal Serpent pirate group!"

As soon as they entered the ice sculpture sea area, everyone in the Dragon and Lion Mercenary Group had the same feeling——

The temperature is falling.

As they continued to approach the Ice Sculpture Island, the temperature became lower and lower.

When the Necromancers encountered the Sea Snake Girl's fleet, a fleet also appeared in front of the Dragon and Lion Mercenary Group.

"This is the Ice Sculpture Sea, the territorial waters of the Ice Sculpture Kingdom. We are the Kingdom's 17th patrol fleet. If you want to land on the Ice Sculpture Island, please stop the ship for inspection and registration." The patrol captain is a Silver-level fighter. A loudspeaker device for making announcements.

"Two silver-level, three bronze-level magic ships." The dragon boy looked from a distance and immediately sensed the other party's aura.

Bai Ya stood on the side of the ship. It was his turn to clean the deck today. When he heard the patrol fleet shouting, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Oh my God, they are only patrol fleet No. 17. This means there are at least 1, right? The strength of the Ice Sculpture Kingdom is too great. Amazing!"

The mercenary beside him suddenly laughed: "Young man, you have too little knowledge. Ice Sculpture Island is not comparable to Snake and Rat Island and Double Eye Island."

"Its land is very vast, with at least a dozen cities and as many as eight large ports."

"The patrol fleet is not the main maritime force of the Ice Sculpture Kingdom. The kingdom has three main fleets, among which the flagship of the Royal Fleet is as high as the Sanctuary level!"

Bai Ya was dumbfounded.

Sufficient maritime military power allows Bingdiao Island to ensure the safety of the sea area.

In fact, there was still a long distance from the island, and the Dragon and Lion Mercenary Group encountered a patrol fleet.

Based on this distance estimate, the patrol range of the fleet is at least a hundred times larger than the patrol team of Double Eye Island!

The dragon boy ordered the ship to be stopped and inspected.

It is difficult to stop a ship at sea, and sometimes the anchor has difficulty sinking to the bottom.

However, the patrol fleet does not require the ships to stop motionless. The inspection teams they dispatch are all extraordinary people, and they jump over directly from a distance of five or six meters.

Snow elf!

Most of the mercenaries stared at these people with wide eyes and surprise.

To be precise, these are not humans, but elves.

The elves include many categories, including wood elves, dark elves (drow), sea elves, etc. And they are one of the snow elves.

Snow elves have the characteristics of the elves. Both men and women are handsome and tall and thin.

They have the unique long ears of the elves, and their white hair and eyebrows are the blood characteristics that distinguish snow elves from other elves.

The members of the Snow Elf Investigation Team all wore leather armor and carried scimitars at their waists.

They are specially equipped with alchemical tools to detect hidden things.

Zong Ge observed quietly and found that there were seven people in an investigation team, including at least one mage.

The ratio of the number of mages and fighters reached 1:6.

This number is quite astonishing!

This is also the advantage of the elven bloodline - the magic talent is very strong, much stronger than that of the human race.

The two investigation teams jointly inspected the Love Triangle.

This is what they focus on.

"Stay away, human." The snow elf had an arrogant attitude, holding a long-handled alchemy object and scanning it back and forth.

The front end of the object is an iron ring, which emits blue light.

The investigators who entered the next level from the ship's ladder stood in front of a hatch and refused to leave.

The long-handled iron ring in his hand glowed red.

"What's inside here?" the Snow Elf investigator asked with a tough attitude, "Please open this place and let us continue the inspection."

The dragon boy ordered the hatch to be opened.

A cabin filled with weapons and armor was revealed in front of the snow elf.

The snow elf's eyelids twitched as he looked at the alchemy crossbows and muskets hanging all over the wall.

These long-range weapons come from war dealers' warehouses and are naturally well-made.

Snow Elf investigators rarely see such a scene.

"This is the weapons depot. Under normal circumstances, these equipments are kept centrally. Only in times of war will they be issued urgently," Lan Zao introduced as a companion.

The Snow Elf investigator nodded: "A very good system."

"Look what I found!" Another Snow Elf investigator couldn't help but whistle.

The long-handled iron ring in his hand was also glowing red.

And in front of him was a cannon.

Gold level artillery.

Chi Lai stood guard next to the artillery and said coldly to the snow elf investigator: "It is my treasure. As you can see, it needs repairing."

The Snow Elf investigator nodded, took out a pen and paper and took notes while saying: "Our country has a large number of excellent alchemists, and Bingbingliang Alchemy Studio is among the best in the world. You will fix it. Of course, the premise is that you have to Be prepared to pay enough for repairs.”

Chi Lai nodded and said nothing.

The snow elf inspector in charge of the Iron Pimple stared at the Feathered Serpent sail, with a rebuke in his tone: "It's unimaginable that you would install such a beautiful sail on this stupid guy. Oh my God, it's only temporary. Don’t you know that the mana dredging pipes we built are unstable? Using the feathered serpent sail in this way is shortening its service life? This is simply a waste of natural resources!"

The investigation team inspected for a long time and almost even found out the bottom of the ship.

Zong Ge had a hard face.

As a general, he was extremely dissatisfied and even felt a sense of humiliation when his team's details were thoroughly investigated in this way.

The results of the inspection were reported to the captain of the patrol fleet.

"Three magic ships, the black iron-class Love Triangle, the bronze-class White Bandage and the Iron Pimple."

"The Dragon and Lion Mercenary Group...the team battle dragon uniforms are silver-level, and the deputy leader Shiqi is also silver-level. In addition, there are other silver-level fighters."

"A gold-level cannon, a feathered serpent sail of the same level..."

"As a small mercenary group, it actually has gold-level equipment! There are also a lot of silver-level equipment. It can be said that it has a profound foundation and is full of talents."

"But..." When the patrol captain saw this, he showed a strange look, "What's going on with this team? There are all kinds of races."

"Dwarves, water pigs, Shiba Inu people, humans, half giants, dragons... Are you going to start a circus?"

“Too cluttered!”

The patrol captains were all worried about the dragon boy. Such a multi-racial and mixed team must have multiple beliefs. How can such a team be led?

If he knew that there were orcs, goblins and even necromancers in the Dragon and Lion Mercenary Group, he didn't know what he would think.

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who it is.

There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.

To this.

Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.

The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.

Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.

Possessing the memory of a previous life.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.

At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.

There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.

.jujiazy.