Purcell: Lord of the Void

Let's focus on Lan's team. Their route is Longyuan Valley, located in the east of the galaxy. It is the place where the four ancient dragons, Campria, died. The power of the ancient dragons is very strong. Although their lives have passed away, their bodies continue to affect the surrounding environment, keeping them in the state they were in when they died.

Therefore, this place has become the last habitat of many rare species, attracting many poachers who come for money. For this reason, "Blakely", one of the three great men of Galen, has been stationed here for a long time.

The flash of the photo kept flashing. After entering this area, Xiao Tiepi held Hui Li in one hand and the camera in the other. He never stopped. There is no doubt that the magical geographical environment of Longyuan Valley opened his eyes.

"Xiao Saier, stop filming. Someone is coming." Compared to Xiao Tiepi, the other two seemed very cautious, especially Lan, who was supposed to control the wind element.

The three of them hid on the spot, and as expected, they saw the chasing figures. The one running in front was a little Mag, and the one chasing behind was a little elf that looked like a werewolf.

"My little Yuanbao, don't run away. If I catch you, the boss will definitely reward me and even give me a promotion."

"Don't catch me, I have no money." Marg said fearfully.

"Hehe, stop pretending. Everyone in the universe knows that your clan has climbed onto the high branch of the God of Night. The entire clan has ascended to heaven. We are extremely wealthy. You are simply walking gold ingots. If I catch you, I can tell you what price I should offer you." Tran licked the corner of his mouth, as if he was enjoying his life of becoming rich overnight.

But before the trio could come out to enforce justice, the little wolf was knocked down. A bullet with the power of ice accurately hit his leg, instantly rendering him unable to move.

It was a girl wearing winter gear. In the Galen system, wearing winter gear was somewhat of a performance art. However, this girl did not make people feel inappropriate, but rather a sense of complementation. Although she was wrapped tightly, it did not hinder her beauty.

However, if you ignore her fighting ability because of her beautiful appearance, then be prepared to be killed in one blow.

"It's you again, you annoying guy." Tran gritted his teeth and said. Obviously, this was not the first time they had encountered Blackrick.

"You guys really don't change your bad habits. I've caught you several times." Blackrick sighed.

"Humph, this time it's different. The Sartres have caused public resentment within the galaxy, and the offensive and defensive dynamics have changed."

"Shut up. Even if what Lord Sartre did was indeed a bit radical, it is not something that you guys can easily deny." Blackrick retorted.

But what happened next shocked the trio even more. Blerick actually let the little Tron go and left alone.

Afterwards, Blerick looked towards the bushes where the trio were hiding and said calmly, "You've been watching for so long, why don't you come out and see us?"

Since the other party had made it clear, the trio had no choice but to show up. Blerick looked at the three people in front of her with surprise. They were all oracles. She originally thought they were just a group of small fry, but she didn't expect them to be a flood of beasts. But when she took a closer look, she was delighted.

"You are Lan. You have grown up now. Don't you remember me? I held you in my arms when you were a child."

Lan was a little confused. How come everyone recognized him? Did his parents play pass the parcel with him when he was just born? However, after Blerick's reminder, he seemed to remember that he had seen a sister carrying a sniper rifle when he was young.

"Aunt Blerick, hello." Lan realized something was wrong as soon as she said that. As expected, Blerick's face darkened instantly. But it soon returned to normal.

"If you insist on doing this, there's nothing wrong with that. I'm quite old. Hey, why are you here?"

"We're passing by here on our way to visit Mr. Sutter. But it looks like you're in trouble."

"It's the same old problem. This is the oldest place in the Galen Galaxy. There are batches of poachers. It's impossible to catch them all. We can't just kill them. But, there should be some progress this time."

After that, Blerick took out a small device from his pocket. It was a tracking locator. As for the other one, he naturally put it on Trang, who he had just let go. He continued, "Recently, when I was patrolling and investigating, I found that these guys have gone up several levels in terms of organization, equipment and economic capabilities. And they seem to be planning to seize the power of the ancient dragon.

Poaching really can't cure them, but this is of a different nature. As long as I have solid evidence, I can even execute them on the spot." Blerick smiled.

"Do you need help?" Sezes took the initiative to suggest. Because of Cha Meiluo's influence, she also hated these poachers. Moreover, after all, she was going to visit the guardian of the galaxy, so she had to bring some gifts. This would be a good start.

"Of course. These guys are scattered during the day and gather together at night. We will act at night."

But no one noticed that while they were talking, a bug landed at their feet.

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"Brothers, don't you know how dangerous the situation was? That guy's gun was just an inch away from my face..." As night fell, the lights in the Valley Camp gradually began to light up. After a busy day, the Trumps began to exchange experiences with each other, bragging and drinking. This was also the most pleasant time of their day.

Courtland sat in the main seat, laughing heartily at the growing bank account and expanding staff.

The Kut Organization, a mercenary organization that once stirred up the world, was severely suppressed after Saudi Arabia took office. However, due to some wrong decisions made by the other party in recent years, the organization has revived again. Even because of someone's high position, this mercenary organization that once did things for money has even begun to try to use the energy of the ancient dragon to train soldiers and plan a rebellion.

Suddenly, the embroidery on his chest trembled inexplicably. Kutlan's face changed, and he put down the materials in his hand and said to the brothers who were drinking.

"Stop for a moment, there's a traitor among us."

"What?" Everyone was surprised. Then the camp, which had been bustling just now, suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at Kutlan in astonishment.

Kutlan slowly walked up to the Trang that was released by Blerick, fumbled around on him, and took out the final positioning device. Seeing this thing, the whole camp was in an uproar, and the little Trang was even more terrified.

"Boss, it's not me. I really don't know anything. I didn't betray the organization."

"No, you did a great job. Brothers, hide in the tunnels and we'll perform a trick to lure you into a trap." Kurtlan's eyes flashed and he seemed to have an idea. He wanted to get rid of this annoying guy once and for all.

Soon the camp was cleared out, leaving only a dummy made of silk threads, whose face was exactly the same as Kutlang's. Even my younger brother couldn't tell the difference.

But the real him is hiding in the darkness.

"Thank you brother."

"We each take what we need. Don't forget the reward you promised me." A dull middle-aged voice came.

"Of course not, but what do you want the body for?"

"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask."