Bright Era

It hurts, it's exploded!

Quack! I can only look forward to your support, let's come back!

Zhutou brought the baby at home today, crying!

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The night was dark, the sky was overcast, and large and large rainwater fell heavily.

The cold wind from Odin Ice Field whizzed over, bringing a bit of chill. Once autumn began, the northern territory of the Gaul Empire would be attacked by ice storms from time to time, and even occasional snowstorms would come across the sea. The gusty wind swept over the rain, and hit the dense black pine forest heavily. The huge pine trees swayed with the wind, like the arms of countless evil spirits.

In such a bad weather and such a wilderness, no one should have appeared.

But a gorgeous four-wheeled carriage was surrounded by dozens of guards and fled awkwardly along a forest path. The carriage is inscribed with a floating magic circle, which reduces the weight of the carriage to the lightest. The double horns of the three black steeds flash with faint black flames, and they breathe heat, dragging the nothingness. The carriage rushed forward like a strong wind.

There was a faint sound of horseshoes coming from behind, and a sharp whistle sounded continuously from the dense black pine forest all around.

Mrs. Black Rose Rose was wrapped in a black cloak, with a pale complexion, holding a weird snake-shaped sword tightly, she looked back hastily through the car window. A faintly rising flame can be seen in the far rear, it is the chaser who lit the torch, and is chasing here quickly.

Forget those chasing soldiers, and it is the assassins who hide in the black pine forest that make Mrs. Ross even more desperate. The sharp whistling sound gradually approached, and suddenly a long arrow with a thumb thickness of more than one meter long shot out from the dark pine forest with a harsh howling. A black-clothed guard who was riding a steed closely next to the carriage was bored. With a snort, the long arrow shot in from the ribs of his armor and plunged deep into his body.

The arrow is poisonous, see the highly poisonous blood seals the throat. The body of the mid-level guard shook his body and fell from his horse. Several mounts from behind rushed forward and stepped heavily on him, causing him to die on the spot with broken bones and muscles.

A weird spell sounded from Mrs. Rose's side. A petite female mage, covered in a black cloak, chanted a few spells. The short magic wand in her hand waved outwards, and hundreds of them were near the car window. The raindrops suddenly hovered in the air, and they twisted rapidly, turning into thin arc moon-shaped ice flakes, and swept over the place where the arrow was shot with a piercing sound.

The densely packed ice skates covered a radius of more than ten meters, and there was a miserable howl in the dense forest. Then there was the sound of ‘簌簌’ as blood vessels burst and blood spurted from the body. There was a commotion in the dense forest, a sharp voice screamed, and more whistles came from farther away.

Mrs. Rose gripped the hilt of the sword with a gloomy expression and stomped her feet severely.

The attack came inexplicably, without any warning at all. She has just made a big deal. On the Black Spirit Continent, the war between the Black Spirit Empire and the indigenous tribes is in full swing. The Black Spirit Empire has just wiped out a large tribe with a scale of tens of thousands of people, and 5,000 powerful Black Spirit warriors. With three thousand healthy black spirit women, this is the new cargo that Mrs. Rose has just received.

If these people are sold to the Undead Continent, they will be the best miners while they are alive-Mrs. Rose is more charitable, and she will only sell these unlucky ones to the more conventional undead lord. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that some black spirits will be given as gifts to some crazy necromancers. What kind of treatment they will receive has nothing to do with Mrs. Rose.

Of course, there has been a huge gap in the abyss world for slaves recently, especially in the Second Abyss. There have been violent conflicts among several small forces. Five thousand black spirit fighters who are proficient in martial arts can sell for a good price, at least. Can earn millions of gold coins for Mrs. Rose.

But when the slaves were handed over, a terrible blow came like a storm.

Two thousand warcraft knights, ten thousand heavy cavalry, thirty thousand light cavalry attacked like a storm. The two thousand men brought by Mrs. Ross were crushed and defeated. The army that joined Mrs. Ross from the Black Spirit Empire The representatives of General Fang and the thousands of soldiers escorted by them were beaten all over the floor, and they were driven out of sight within a few breaths.

Then Mrs. Rose embarked on a carriage and fled in embarrassment under the **** of a group of loyal henchmen. But those powerful and sudden enemies followed closely like tarsal maggots, not giving her a chance to breathe.

In the chase of one day and two nights, Mrs. Rose tried every means to escape the chase behind her, but nothing worked. The other party has thieves who are proficient in tracking and stalking techniques. Mrs. Rose sacrificed thirteen secret strongholds and thousands of armed subordinates, but still failed to get rid of the pursuit.

"The next stronghold, Port Myne." Mrs. Rose's face became extremely ugly. The Port of Myne is about five hundred miles away from the New Dunelker Port and is one of the most important strongholds of Mrs. Rose. In the barren hills outside Port Maine, Mrs. Ross built a huge dungeon where a large number of slaves waiting to be released were held there all year round.

Because of the need to take care of a large number of slaves, Mrs. Ross arranged two thousand heavily armed men there.

As the largest slave trader in the northern coastline of the Western Continent and one of the most powerful black deacons in the dark world of the North Sea, Mrs. Ross still possesses very powerful power. In the entire northern coastline, more than 100,000 people directly or indirectly work for her, and there are 20,000 armed men under her command.

It is a pity that she is the big boss of the dark world after all, not a giant at the national level. Her power is scattered in various strongholds and cannot be effectively mobilized in a short time. In order to avoid the chase behind her, she could only rush to her stronghold with those chasing soldiers again and again, causing the subordinates in the stronghold to delay the pursuit of soldiers and create opportunities for her to escape.

It is a pity that the manpower in those secret small strongholds is not enough to hinder the other party for much time.

If there is really no alternative, you can only go to Port Main. Two thousand heavily armed and fierce subordinates, plus a group of slaves that can be temporarily armed, as long as they promise to give them freedom, they should be able to create more trouble for the other party. As long as it can be delayed for more than a quarter of an hour, Mrs. Rose has a chance to escape. After all, Port Maine was an important stronghold she carefully built, and she arranged some escape channels.

"Damn it! Who am I offending?" Mrs. Rose knocked her head fiercely with the hilt in annoyance.

These years are really unfavorable! Since her old friend, the largest pirate leader in the North Sea, and the most powerful black deacon Blackbeard, somehow disappeared without a trace under all his confidantes, Dunelker Harbor was crashed into the sky, Mrs. Rose Lost the greatest boost.

If Blackbeard is still there, with the fierceness of the Black Tiger family, tens of thousands of well-armed and well-trained elites can be summoned with a single order. How can the chasers behind him threaten Mrs. Rose?

"Damn guy, why didn't he say hello, he just disappeared without a trace! Sure enough, a man doesn't have a good thing, so he just eats and shakes his hands and leaves! My god, why do I meet so difficult? Opponent? Did I recently sell the illegitimate child or daughter of a great nobleman into the abyss world?"

Mrs. Rose supported her chin in distress and sighed heavily.

A sharp arrow shot through the curtains and into the carriage. Mrs. Rose grabbed the arrow that came from the blast, and flicked her slender white fingers, and the arrow blasted out at a faster speed than before. There was another miserable howl in the black pine forest, and the person who shot the arrow was killed by the arrow bounced back by Mrs. Rose.

"Has the emergency signal for help sent out?" Mrs. Rose turned to look at the petite female mage next to her.

"Sent out!" The female mage's voice was unusually hoarse, and she sneered: "But it's best not to hold on too much hope! Since the disappearance of Blackbeard, several new cruel guys have emerged in Beihai. They are powerful. Cruel and ruthless, and staring at the throne of the black deacon. Maybe this time they tossed it out, so..."

Mrs. Rose frowned and sighed softly.

What she issued was an emergency rescue order from the black deacon. According to the ‘law’ of the dark world in the Beihai area, when the black deacon sends out such an emergency call for help, all the dark forces nearby must send reinforcements to rescue him. And after the matter is over, the black deacon must also give adequate returns depending on the number of reinforcements sent by the various forces.

If it were ten years ago, after Mrs. Rose's emergency rescue order was issued, it would not take long for the dark forces in the entire Beihai area to hear the wind and send the most elite hands to help.

But now, time has passed, the newly emerging forces are wild and unruly, they are always trying to become a black deacon; and those old acquaintances of Mrs. Ross, how many have died together in the past few years, and two have been wiped out by official forces. , The new upper-ranking black deacons are still busy consolidating the power to divide the turf. How many people will come to rescue wholeheartedly, then God knows.

With a distressed sigh, Mrs. Rose's eyes straightened, and once again she began to miss that rough, powerful, and secure black beard like a mountain. Although that **** guy is vulgar and vulgar, his power is ridiculously strong.

Mrs. Rose is just a slave trader. How can the people under her compare with the thugs of the Black Tiger family?

If Blackbeard was still there, she wouldn't have to run for her life so hard, right?

The arrow slammed into the air again, and there were two more screams. In the dark night, the two guards of Mrs. Rose turned over and fell.

With a faint sigh, Mrs. Rose said bitterly: "Hold on a little longer. We will be in Port Main in an hour."

There is still an hour, Port Mine.

I hope I can escape! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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