Chapter 0237 The coerced mercenary

The love of the blood demon is very bad.

His path was blocked. This news was inquired about from a mercenary leader, and out of "respect" for the Blood Demon, the leader also told him for free the origin of the group of guys blocking the way forward, which made the Blood Demon smell a strong sense of conspiracy.

Although the way the Blood Fiend fights seems to be brainless, it doesn't mean that he lacks intelligence. On the contrary, the Blood Demon is far more intelligent than most people think, but many times, tyrannical and cruel impulses tend to suppress his power to think, and his instincts overwhelm Yiqiē.

From the mercenary leader's pretentious expression, the Bloodfiend saw cunning and cunning. I really want to pounce on him and feast on him, and extract everything I need from that sweet blood, including intelligence. Unfortunately, this is the city of Drow, and the place where he meets the leader of the mercenaries is still in the lobby of the tavern, and the bloodfiend has to regretfully use the gold to drive away the greedy guys, and use his long-lost brain, ready to find a feasible solution.

Another secret of Kazanmoyes lies beneath the city. Once a dwarven city, the intricate dungeons have left behind, and these interconnected labyrinths are now thriving underground trade markets. The Grey Dwarf Traders bring their large caravans of lizards through the Guò Tunnels into the cities of Drow, where they trade legally and illegally. Jewelry, ores, crafts, weapons, magic items, and slaves...... Any trade that can be thought of can be made here. As a result, other industries have also flourished.

However, in a place where the arcane light could not be reached, there was a ruined wall that stood silently in the shadows. The wide, crumbling walls and crumbling stone pillars are a reminder of the former grandeur of the Dwarven Kingdom. Today, in the dead ruins beneath the city of Kazanmoyes, there is an active mercenary group that lives in the shadow of power - they are called the Black Tide, which strikes silently and fades away without leaving a trace. It is an elite army of more than a hundred male drows who have lost their family shelter and been displaced. The chaos and chaos that the Queen of Spiders revered is their living space, and they play an important role in the prosperity and demise of each family. Everyone knows that this mercenary group has the support of the power core family behind it, which is just another way of managing and rule.

At present, the biggest problem is that this "Kuroshio" mercenary group has inexplicably blocked the tunnel leading to the lower level, and has strictly forbidden any creature to approach their blockade line, and has fought several fights with the Kezanmoyes City Guard, and both sides have been damaged. But the large-scale purge was not easy, and it had been almost three weeks since the rulers of several major families were arguing in the ruling parliament, and there was still no final result.

The severed trade routes touched the interests of all the families, and it stands to reason that this "Kuroshio" was a public outrage, and it would no longer be a huge variable to move between many families as before. However, the fact is incomprehensible to many of the aliens living in Kaizan Moyes, and the Drow seem to have plenty of time to make a big noise in the council, and they have dragged down the matter of jointly sending troops to clean up.

Drow doesn't have the bureaucratic and outdated procedures of surface humans, and under the weight of the cruel law of survival where all people are soldiers and no waste is raised, any decision is efficient, concise, and powerful. Something like this that has been pending for so long has almost never happened before, which has also attracted the attention and spying of people with a heart.

But whether there is a conspiracy or not, it is an ironclad fact that those people are blocking the way that the Blood Demon should go. With these guys blocking the trade routes, no caravan would dare to pass, and without the caravan, it would be impossible for the Blood Demon himself to find the right way in the swirling underground labyrinth. This question that could be figured out without a brain made the Bloodfiend very annoyed, and he went back to his room in a rage.

So, one hour later, his door was smashed with a bang, and the gap in the old door panel appeared larger, which was able to project the dim light in the corridor outside the door, and there was a faint sound of metal tools scraping. No sooner had the darkened Bloodfiend opened the door than a group of heavily armed Drow warriors poured in.

"Damn, you smell terrible here. Little man, listen up, you've been requisitioned. Meet at the East Gate now! A male with a scarred face stood in front of the Blood Demon with his nose covered and commanded loudly, his eyes wandering around the room. It was a male drow armed with adamantite chain mail, a scimitar, and a cloak of Loth's hides, silver-haired and red-eyed, and wearing a family crest of the Kalmoya family. He looks like a low-level Drow family warrior.

"Can I refuse?"

"No, little man. Listen, this is an order from the ruling council, and all foreign professionals must serve this mission. ”

The Blood Demon sneered silently and lowered his head obediently. Although he didn't have the ability to have a hunch, he couldn't help but see the sneering face of the mercenary leader in the shadows behind Drow.

He wasn't the only one who was requisitioned, and on the way to the East City Gate, there were drowning teams coming in and out of the taverns and inns along the way, and each time one or two guys who obviously belonged to the warlords would be brought out from inside. As a result, the more the blood demon went, the larger the team became, and by the time they reached the East City Gate they said, there were more than 40 soldiers who had been forcibly recruited. Interestingly, the team of the kobold warlock that the Bloodseeker met last time was also a recruiter.

The so-called "warrior" is a common term used in the underground world, usually referring to a professional with combat ability, which is used to distinguish it from ordinary people, which is different from the surface. The dominance of the mages and the church on the surface is too obvious, and it inevitably suppresses other professional developments. The arrogant mages also usually regarded other warriors as servants on the same footing as adventurers, mercenaries, and the like, and did not care whether they existed or not.

However, for those who can pose a threat to them, the Mage's Guild still adheres to the principle of strangulation, which directly leads to the Assassin Guild to operate in the shadows in the most covert way. At least Li Xun has never come into contact with these special people.

When the flow of people gathered in a small square near the East City Gate, the atmosphere was already a little stagnant. All around were already occupied by elite Drow warriors in full armor, all expressionless, looking at their group of "hired" temporary mercenaries as if they were looking at a group of dead people, with a hint of mockery in their eyes.

The people present were all low-level people who were begging for a living underground, and they were all aware of the dangers of this kind of temporary employment, but it was not wise to resist Drow's orders on the surface, so they all wished that some reckless people could create some opportunity to take advantage of it. It's a pity that until 3 female Drows appeared at the gate of the square, there was no such short-eyed guy.

At the head was a priestess dressed in gray robes, her proud head half hidden in the shadow of her hood, her dark adamantite chain mail intricately decorated, and the high heels of her feet rattling lightly on the rocky floor, extremely aggressive. And behind her was a small group of outstanding men, showing off their might.

Looking at the garments they were wearing, there was one priest and two priests among the five drows. If they are also the masterminds involved in an action, that is not a good sign. In the Drow tradition, once a priestess is involved in a battle, it usually means a bloody battle, and it is also a means for the Drow to eliminate their weaker kinds.

As a result, the priestess at the head said that the target of this mercenary operation was the "Kuroshio", which was the most active some time ago. In the face of such a ridiculous conquest operation, there were no formed Drow troops outside the field, and the faces of the temporary mercenaries in the field became more and more difficult to look at.

Did you really encounter the kind of situation that you didn't want to face? Everyone present looked at each other and muttered in their hearts.

"Could it be that the ruling parliament has already issued a mobilization order for war?" A minotaur asked boldly.

"Shut up, you scum, or I'll teach you basic etiquette." The gray-robed priestess pulled out the six-headed snake's head whip from her waist, and waved it with a snapping sound: "This is not a military secret that you can ask about. You're not here to fight head-on, but to spy on the traitors, and we need to know what they've been doing in that ruin. The lucky guy who is the first to bring back the information can get the most generous reward. ”

The crowd fell silent.

This is the middle level of the Dark Realm, and it is also the area where the Drow rule the most, and directly resisting the orders of the Drow here will usually face the combined wanted of several neighboring Drow cities, which is not a weight that they can bear.

The gray-robed priestess was very satisfied with the effect at the moment, turned her head and gave a few orders, and the small group of Drow warriors who followed her immediately rushed up and drove everyone towards the east gate. Outside the east gate is a super long road that spirals downward, and 50 miles ahead is the territory of those "Kuroshio" mercenary group activities, which has formed a complete closed area, and if these temporary mercenaries in front of them do not plan to take refuge in those helpless wanderers, they have only the option of desperately completing the task.

After passing through the narrow tunnels and passing through three special gates, the makeshift mercenaries walked out of the city of Kaizanmoyes. When the heavy metal gate "clanged" behind him, he was plunged into deep darkness. But it's hard not to live in the underground.

Several improvised torches were lit, illuminating the crowd of people who appeared outside the city. 1 priest, 2 priests, 15 drow warriors, and the rest are 41 temporary mercenaries. The light and shadow of the torch danced, reflecting everyone's shadows on the empty stone wall, and the shadows were like ghosts with teeth and claws.

As far as the eye can see. Most of them were hidden in a deep darkness, quiet and silent, but originally only occasionally emitted a faint light on the moss and stalagmites, and the halos of blue, light purple or pale cyan were now shining.

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