953: 324.
I just wanted to casually dig up a Treasury to offset my losses, but who would have thought it would trigger a hidden mission?
953: 324.
I just wanted to casually dig up a Treasury to offset my losses, but who would have thought it would trigger a hidden mission?
Stick Brother saw that the treasury he had set his sights on had been hit by soone else and was instantly filled with blood rage.
When he learned that it was a group of Blood Vulture Rebels causing trouble, that anger quickly transford into the last bit of desire needed to carry out a bloody hunt.
The other brothers had no objections to his decision.
Although they were slightly at a disadvantage in terms of numbers against the opposition, Wuioge’s team was known for their well-equipped mbers.
Aside from Yan Song who had just joined, all of them were Black Iron Rank.
Even if their rank was a bit diluted compared to NPC Black Iron Tiers, it didn’t affect the big picture.
Besides, they were formidable warriors from the “Ceris” tribe.
Taking down a few Blood Vulture Rebels would be easily within their grasp, wouldn’t it?
So, under Yan Song’s “Heavenly Eye” command, the squad made their way from two directions to the village that had been set on fire by the Blood Vulture Rebels
Wuioge hid in the grass under the cover of night and narrowed his eyes to see several carriages parked ahead, with Blood Servants under the orders of the Blood Vulture Rebels loading Psychic packages into the vehicles.
Further away, the bottom of a water pond behind the village had opened to reveal a secret passage leading downward.
Several Blood Vulture Rebels were standing guard, urging the Blood Servants to work.
Looking at the odd manner of entry, as well as the sowhat weathered Blood Vulture insignia at the entrance to the passageway, it was clear that it was the entrance to the secret arsenal.
“Stick Brother, let’s rush over there and close that entrance!”
Wuioge said to Happy Stick, who was on the other side of the village in a private chat:
“Lock up the vampires searching inside!
Once we’ve dealt with the guys outside, we’ll go in and clean up the arsenal.
Do you know how to work the chanism to close the entrance to the arsenal?”
“Yeah, before we left, Sir Morphy gave a vial of blood.
Most of the Blood Vulture Clan’s chanisms require the blood of a clan mber.”
Happy Stick replied:
“Be careful of those up high, don’t let them get away.”
“Old Qu is watching them, they won’t escape!”
Wuioge humd in reply and said:
“His bag is full of vampire lant; those ‘Witch Hunter bullets’ made by The Grand Duke of Cui Si himself are perfect for dealing with these shaless traitors.
Little Hand, are the villagers still alive?”
“So have been killed.”
No Hands Needed to Show Off, who had already stealthily slipped into the village, answered in a hushed voice:
“But so won and children are locked in the village warehouse, about a hundred or so.
Perfect, we can take these people back for construction credits.
I did a round and found that these vampires are all Black Iron Elite Monsters.
Be careful when you fight.
I’ll find Stick Brother to get the blood vial to close the door.
You don’t need to worry about this side anymore.”
“Great!
We move in five minutes.”
Wuioge let out a sigh.
He drew the Imitation Holy Blade from his waist and took out several Bloodwood Seeds from the Psychic package.
Alongside Three Five Battles, Ring Attack, and Brother Black Silk, he knelt on the ground like the most sincere Divine Spirit warrior, silently invoking the na of Avalon, preparing to open the ritual of war sacrifice once more.
And you must admit, Wuioge’s current posture of bowing his head in prayer had a certain authoritative Priest vibe to it; it looked quite intimidating.
Ti passed, second by second.
As the countdown to the battle ended, a sudden gunfire rang out in the darkness behind them.
A male vampire who had been flirting with a female vampire on the high slopes suddenly had his chest blown open.
The Vampire Lant bullet, concentrated with thirty tis Daylight Potion, was accurately shot into his heart by Old Qu’s expert sniping.
The sudden burst of pain caused the creature to howl and tumble down the slope, followed by Brother Black Silk leaping out of hiding and beheading him with a swing of the Family Guardian Heavy Sword.
“In the na of my god Avalon!
Evil spirit, receive your purification!”
Wuioge shouted as he threw the three Bloodwood Seeds in his hand.
The seeds hit the ground and quickly took root, growing into fierce Bloodwood Treen with thorny bodies and vine-covered arms, wildly flailing their barbed limbs and tossing the unsuspecting Blood Servants into the air.
The surrounding Blood Vulture Rebels reacted quickly and rushed over.
But faced with the impenetrable super Heavy Shield raised by Three Five Battles, they couldn’t break through.
Instead, two of them were chopped down by the Purification Fire-lit blade in Wuioge’s hand.
Happy Stick also burst out from the side of the village, leading the frenzied Giant Shark who was shouting furiously.
Swinging the Cavalry War Halberd in his hands, he churned up the scene even more.
In the midst of the chaos, Little Hand slipped by and locked the blood vial into the chanism of the treasury.
With a loud rumble, the entrance beneath the water pond closed again, locking the Blood Servants and vampires inside the arsenal.
Now without backup, the vampires on the ground beca even more frantic.
They thought they were being ambushed by Elites Witch Hunters, but upon seeing Stick Brother spread his Blood wings chasing down the rebels in the air, they realized sothing was terribly wrong.
Crimson Castle’s hunt had reached them!
The massacre of the Blood Vulture Rebels at Bata Sin had already demonstrated the new Duke of the Blood Vulture Clan’s attitude towards these traitors.
The last ti the lady led a group to the Westerly Territory, she had rooted out the remnants entrenched there.
These two events made the interlopers shudder.
Now, seeing how fiercely the Blood Servants led by the Graveblade Guardsman fought, the courage in their hearts dwindled.
They didn’t even think of resisting any longer but tried to scatter and flee.
But how could Old Qu, the Sharpshooter hiding at a distance, give them that chance?
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