Blood Source Era

In the conversation between Aaron and Warm, the carriage drove away from the Royal Capital Castle, and while leisurely driving across the long western bridge of Freyrick, the U-shaped long river surrounding the Royal Capital was flowing quietly.

The huge high wall used to block the beasts in the northeast of the imperial capital can only witness its majesty on the plains when it leaves the castle.

The wide river surface forms a natural barrier to enter and exit the imperial capital. Only three long bridges across the river can enter the castle.

Alfred looked at the Imperial City Castle. Although the towering walls were magnificent, only the hunters knew how embarrassing and disgusting it was.

Aaron noticed the change in Alfred's eyes. After Warm agreed to help him make a chain whip as his new weapon, he relaxed his hands behind his head.

Alfred is a nosy person, he has considerable ambitions.

The only thing that limits his ambition is his inadequate ability, so this guy will try to be perfect in every aspect.

Because only then can he get further from his ambition.

For a person like him, there is nothing that can make him truly comfortable unless he achieves his purpose.

Aaron thought about his goods, and asked with many words.

"How much blood did those ancient gods lose?"

Alfred raised his eyebrows. Although he also wanted to know the exact number, the businessman cleaned his horse's feet cleanly.

When destroying the collected blood of the ancient god, he did not find anything like an account book.

This made him unable to investigate, and Aaron's inquiry, he had no choice but to shake his head and said.

"Without knowing the exact number, there might be many ... maybe." He could hardly give Aaron a clear answer.

But this is enough.

When Aaron asked him this question, he was not concerned about how much blood the ancient **** had lapsed, but simply wanted to find a topic to divert Alfred's attention.

After getting this answer, he pressed his lips and nodded.

The blood of the ancient gods is almost the same as the blood of the high elves, but the reason why their blood is called **** blood is because the power it brings to people is stronger than the blood of the high elves.

Although it is said that when drinking, the pleasure caused by the blood of the ancient gods cannot be matched by the high elves.

But higher effects mean more terrible side effects.

Drinking the blood of the gods will cause 100% of the occurrence of animal diseases. According to the laws of the empire, it means that they are not human.

Whether it becomes a beast or not, such a person must be sentenced to death.

That is to say, this businessman sneaking into the blood of the ancient gods brought into the imperial capital is bound to cause no small harm.

Some people may be executed for no reason because of suspicion, and some people may be killed under the claws of out-of-control beastized monsters by drinking the blood of ancient gods.

This is something that must happen, and no one can stop it.

For this reason, Alfred seemed so disgusted with the castle in the imperial capital.

As a nobleman, he could have stayed in the house, avoiding the nightmare of hunting night, but he chose to become a hunter voluntarily.

The thick walls can't stop the inflow of evil, and only people can really stop the monsters.

This is what he really wanted after seeing the city wall.

"Those guys, they voluntarily sought death." Aaron sniffed his nose and said indifferently.

Those nobles who drink the blood of ancient gods, they always feel that they will be the one out of 10,000. After drinking the **** blood, they will not be swallowed by madness.

Even under the warning of the death of countless people, these guys are still not afraid.

Hearing Aaron ’s statement, Alfred did not take his words.

After crossing the stone bridge, the carriage drove into the muddy and damp road, and the gloomy sky seemed to be raining at any time.

Dense water vapor has shrouded the sky, it seems that a rain is destined to be unavoidable.

As the carriage entered the woods, the dense rain hit the branches and gradually became louder and louder.

In the distant sky, there was a low thunder.

The wet and muddy dirt road, under the irrigation of rain, became more and more slippery, and the carriage had to slow down the speed of movement.

And after the rain fell, the only person who secretly rejoiced in this was Walm.

He had long noticed that the weather was not right, so when filling the wooden box with gunpowder, he specially spread many layers of oil cloth to prevent the rain from wet his gunpowder.

It seems that what he did is not superfluous.

In addition to him, the other three people in the carriage, including Aaron's face, also deteriorated.

When it is raining, it is the most prone time for outbreak of animal disease.

If you are staying behind a thick city wall at this time, the most worried thing is the bloodthirsty guys around you.

But in the wild, under the shelter of the city walls, the animalized beasts wandering in the wilderness, UU reading www.uukanshu.com will not ignore anything that you can see.

They are bloodthirsty and tyrannical, killing all living things they can see.

And this also includes carriages, even if this is just the area that has just left the imperial capital, it has actually entered the world of monsters.

Under the stimulation of rain, these guys may fly out of a corner of the forest at any time.

Even in the rainy weather every year, so the number of people who were attacked and even their horses were all killed is unclear.

Although there are four hunters in this carriage, no one wants to be contaminated with the animal blood just after leaving the city.

Aaron was wearing a gray robe just now!

It was at this time that he opened the small window leading to the coachman.

In the eyes of the two, the driver reached out and took off the bell hanging on the carriage, preventing the crisp sound from attracting the beast, he lit the incense.

The incense was under the glass lampshade, emitting a warm orange light, slowly shaking as the carriage moved forward.

Purple scented mist wafted out of the cavity left in advance.

The smell of these incenses is the smell that beasts hate.

Everyone knows that wild animal monsters can never be hunted clean.

Every moment, someone may be animalized by excessive drinking of blood, and then hide into the wilderness.

Even if Aaron is arrogant and powerful, he has no guts to face more than two monsters alone.

And this wagon walking on the road may attract more than ten monsters at any time.

By that time, things would not be so fun!