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Jelia vomited two mouthfuls of blood. He treated himself for minor injuries, then stood up and looked at the exaggerated wildfire scene around him.
"This is too powerful." He turned to look at Roland, as if he was looking at a rare treasure: "My gold coins are ready. When you get back, give me the model immediately."
Roland smiled and said, "No problem."
Five hundred gold coins is a lot of money.
Even if you don¡¯t exchange it for real soft sister coins, you can still do a lot of things in the game.
Speaking of money Roland suddenly remembered something.
He entered the forum again and posted another post.
"Some tips on how to deal with vampires"
He mentioned the weaknesses of vampires being afraid of light, fire and electricity, and also told physics professionals to pay attention to the fact that vampires can atomize and are not affected by physical damage.
Then at the end of the post, he wrote: The bone powder of vampires who were burned to death by high-temperature fire is very valuable, about fifty gold coins per kilogram. Now there is a price but no market. Of course, if vampires die in large numbers and bone meal appears in large quantities, of course there will be price fluctuations.
But the problem is that Hollevan is just a small country, and it can¡¯t be eaten here. There are also big countries such as France and Urganda.
There are also a large number of magicians and alchemists there, and there is never a shortage of buyers for vampire bone meal.
As soon as this post came outthe forum immediately went crazy.
Players are already very interested in this task. After all, this is the first time I have heard of points. It is always good to get some first.
¡°Besides, the old vampire slayer must have some wealth after all.
Many guilds have already formed thieves who specialize in stealing and discovering treasures, and are preparing to set off.
As a result, as soon as Roland¡¯s post came out, it lit a fire under their butts.
Immediately, a large wave of people rushed towards Ligubao City.
A pile of 50 gold coins converted into soft girl coins, it's almost 800,000.
Grandma, no matter what, I have to grab a vampire to kill.
This post quickly became a popular post, but not many people responded this time.
? ? Almost everyone goes directly to the forum to contact their brothers and friends after reading the content. Who has time to reply to posts?
Only those players who were really far away lamented under the post that they should not be able to make it in time.
Roland got off the forum and said to Yelia: "Let's go back to the city first."
"OK."
Jelia looked around. They came on two horses, but they were exploded by a fireball from Roland. Now both horses have become cooked meat.
The two had no choice but to walk back.
Night had completely fallen, and Yelia smelled of fire. His expression was a little solemn: "Sir Roland, you heard just now, right? The vampire said that they have a tribe, and more than thirty vampires can come this time. , maybe a hundred of them will come next time. It seems I have to ask the General Assembly for rescue, I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s too late.¡±
Roland waved his hand: "There should be no need to ask the General Assembly for help."
"Why?"
Roland said easily as he walked: "Because I also called people. After all, I am also a son of gold. I can still think of a way to call a group of people to help."
"Approximately how many people are there?" Yelia's face became obviously happy.
"I guess there should be a thousand."
"A thousand professionals?" Yelia stopped in fear and looked at Roland blankly.
It¡¯s no wonder Jelia was frightened. A thousand fully armed elite soldiers would be extremely expensive to dispatch once.
"And a thousand professionalshow much does it cost to hire them?"
"Sir Roland, I owe you a favor this time." Yelia was happy but helpless at the same time.
It is a good thing that Ligu Castle City is out of danger, but this favor is too difficult to return.
"It's none of your business, I just don't want to be entangled by a group of sneaky vampires who act insidiously."
Jelia felt that Roland did not want to take credit, so he kept the favor in mind and said nothing more.
At this time, a group of chubby little bats were hovering in mid-air a kilometer away.
They watched as the dark sky of more than 30 people opened, watched as the dark sky was broken by an explosion that looked like a small sun, and then watched that not a single clan member escaped.
Then they flew away quickly, using all their strength, and returned to the Bruce Blood Clan's station in the middle of the night.
Entering the cave behind the castle, Christina, who turned into a girl, knelt on one knee in front of Bruce.
She whispered what she saw.
"More than thirty children were killed outside Leigh Castle?" No matter how good-tempered Bruce was, he couldn't help but roar when he heard this.
The powerful mental power distorted the surrounding air, and then the entire cave trembled and even shook slightly.
After a while, Bruce suppressed his anger, and the slight shaking in the cave slowly stopped.
"Very good, very good!" Bruce stood up and left his stone seat: "Inform all the tribesmen outside and ask them to return to their base. In three days, I will personally lead them to capture Ligu Castle City."
"It doesn't take three days." At this time, Wenger walked out from the side and said, "Chief, retreat now. We have to leave here."
"What do you mean by that?" Bruce narrowed his eyes and stared at Wenger: "You want to persuade me to just let it go?"
"My people have discovered this place." Wenger said helplessly: "It was Roland who issued the order. Now it is estimated that at least a thousand Golden Sons are surrounding us from all directions."
"A thousand?" Bruce's eyes narrowed into thin slits.
"This is still a conservative estimate." Wenger smiled bitterly and said: "Based on my relatively bold guess, it is at least three thousand."
Three thousand professionals, even if they are all only level 1, are a force that cannot be underestimated.
What's more, many Golden Sons are now close to the elite level, the so-called lv4, and there must be a bunch of lv5s among them, and there are even a dozen of lv6s.
If this kind of power is pushed forward, if there is no factor of internal fighting among the players, it is not difficult to destroy a small country.
"Kneel down!"
Bruce suddenly shouted.
As soon as Wenger's legs weakened, he was about to kneel down, but at the critical moment, he put one hand on the ground and knelt down on both knees instead of kneeling on one knee.
At this time, Wenger's expression was quite painful and his face was distorted.
There seemed to be something forcefully commanding his body, and it was difficult for him to control it.
"You are indeed amazing." Looking at Wenger, who had been fighting against instinct, Bruce chuckled: "You have strong willpower to resist orders from your superiors."
"Kneelkneel to heavenkneel to your parents on earth!" Wenger struggled to speak while using all his strength to slowly stand up and straighten his waist. His face was ugly and he was sweating profusely. It was dripping down, and just standing there was already trying his best: "I still have this little bit of self-respect."
Looking at the arrogant Wenger, Bruce breathed a sigh of relief: "For the sake of your character, forget it this time. Christina, put him in a cell deep in the cave, don't Let him come out as he pleases."
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