The cold negative energy overflowed with a beating that only Dean could feel; It felt like carrying a jumping piece of ice in your arms, and this kind of taste was absolutely uncomfortable for any normal person, and so was Dean.

However, in order to cover up, he still took off the armor of the bandit leader in front of him casually, and checked if there was any other harvest - the [Demon Blood Dagger], a magic weapon that obviously had a special function, and Dean was not willing to share it with others if he could.

After all, this dagger full of evil, its special function is really terrifying, and this is destined to be misunderstood, no matter what your purpose, you will be inseparable from evil, and the Divine Cult will spare no effort to hunt down and destroy such evil people or things.

In Vauban County, the influence of the Cult of God is not the greatest, but it is not small.

In fact, in the whole of Goddez, except for the White Night, there is a figure of the Cult of God, but more or less.

Therefore, the current Dean will definitely not choose to fight hard with the Divine Cult.

Hatred between the two sides is unavoidable.

However, Dean still has his senses.

Dean endured the coldness of the negative energy in his chest and abdomen, and squatted there silently, until the rest of the militia in the cave emptied all the food and other supplies, Dean dragged the corpse again, chose a corner that could not be seen from the outside, and took out the [Demon Blood Dagger].

A scarlet light appeared on the twisted blade, as if it was alive, making people's hearts throb.

Dean held it straight at the end of the handle, and thrust the blade twisted like a goat's horn into the corpse in front of him—silently, the blade of the dagger sinking straight into it.

Then, the negative energy that was originally full of extreme energy was rapidly decaying at this moment, and the breath of sulfur became more and more intense.

By the time he smelled the sulfur, Dean had already determined that the Demon Blood Dagger had something to do with Hell, if not from somewhere, it was the work of some devil; After all, only items that have been contaminated by the devil will have the smell of sulfur.

As for the demons?

The breath of these chaotic beings is more cold as ice but fiery as fire, in short, as if they are chaotic themselves.

Airplanes!

With a slight trill, the [Demon Blood Dagger] inserted into the corpse seemed to have awakened from sleep, and the scarlet red color that was originally limited to the blade of the blade was almost instantly covered with the body of the half-barbarian bandit leader, and then, the corpse, which was far stronger than a normal human, began to dry up to the naked eye.

Almost two breaths later, a dry skeleton remained.

Not only the flesh and blood, but also the skin, were swallowed by this evil dagger—and this was how Dean looked at the Yiqi in front of him calmly all along.

For the devouring of the [Demon Blood Dagger], he had already prepared.

As for doing so, will there be a conscience condemnation?

If the subject was someone else, Dean might have, but for the half-barbarian bandit leader, Dean was at ease.

After all, the innocent people who died at the hands of the other party were enough for them to suffer such retribution.

Of course, Dean also admits the evil of the [Demon Blood Dagger], but in order to increase his strength in the short term, even if it is evil, Dean will not mind - he will not deliberately distort a fact, nor will he excuse himself.

And the only thing Dean can do is to keep himself from stray from his heart: not to turn this dagger at innocent people.

[+o.o2 Strength]

When the qiē subsided, a hint appeared on Dean's character panel - Dean was not surprised by this, Sibble's strength was obvious to all, and it was not surprising to reach the 'knight level', and in the conversion of 'knight level', one percent of it, the power of o.o2 was just right.

As the prompt on Dean's character panel appeared, the [Demon Blood Dagger] once again returned to normal, all the negative energy was restrained, and the scarlet on the blade disappeared, as if it had fallen into a deep sleep again; And after Dean took the [Demon Blood Dagger] into his arms again, he vigorously crushed the bones in front of him.

In fact, the bones of the half-barbarian bandit leader were as fragile as if they had been weathered for a hundred years, and Dean had made them bone meal without any effort, and then stirred and covered them with dirt from the damp part of the cave, so that even the best pursuers in Vauban could not see the problem.

Carrying the deformed armor, Dean walked out of the cave, and at this time, the battlefield was not over, and the militia were still busy - in fact, the extra food and other materials became the focus of the militia; They had simply tied up the grain and put it on horseback.

However, it is clear that they do not have enough horses, and a third of their food and other supplies are left aside.

"Ike, give up the extra food!"

Dean gave the order very simply.

"But, Commander, this is the food ......"

The thin militia captain was obviously a little reluctant.

"We've reached the edge of the snowy forest, and while we're not much from the heart of it, there's no denying that it's a den of bandits - can you guarantee that you'll be able to cope with a sudden attack after you've carried so much food? Or rather...... Do you still have the body to deal with? We're going to have to travel thirty kilometers back to our outpost! ”

Dean patted his militia captain and didn't continue, and the smart latter didn't need Dean to mention it again.

With a reluctant sigh, the emaciated militia captain signaled his subordinates to give up the food supplies that the horses could not carry.

Although the young militiamen were a little reluctant, they had heard Dean's words before, and after comparing and choosing, giving up became the best choice.

However, even if it is to give up, it is not the kind of outright giving up.

Dean couldn't help but shake his head as he looked at his militia captain and hid the remaining food supplies in the cave once again - although there are many hidden places inside this cave, there are only two exits, and only a dozen people are needed, and if you search carefully, there will be no secret places here.

And for the snowy dense forest border where many bandits are gathered, a dozen people are obviously not uncommon, and there is no need for those notorious bandit groups at all, some small bandit groups are enough to complete such a task.

So, Ike's actions are useless at all.

This time, though, Dean didn't say much; After all, everything needs to be experienced before you can understand the difference.

When the emaciated militia captain had finished his work, and the other militia captain had reported nothing unusual, Dean led the two militia groups on their way home.

Unlike the trembling when they came, the militiamen who had won the victory at this moment all wore their own smiles, and a few of them had even discussed the baron's reward.

It wasn't until Silen's shouting stopped that the militiamen stopped, concentrating on their way and keeping an eye out for their surroundings.

Dean nodded with satisfaction, and then shook his head helplessly.

Satisfaction, naturally, is for Silen, a young man with 'knightly qualifications'.

Helplessly, it is for the members of the Order at this moment - they may not have any ill will, but they cannot become the soldiers that Dean needs.

At least, most of the rest is not suitable, except for a few people.

But, even if it is not suitable, it is one of the few people in Dean's hands.

"We must replenish the supply of troops!"

Such an idea had appeared before, but it was temporarily shelved because of Dean's follow-up plan, and now Dean thought about it again.

Obviously, the best soldiers in Tyre's territory are naturally the best hunters.

It's just that, in the same way, it is definitely not a simple matter to invite the other party to join - after all, as the best hunters, they are almost the leaders of each hunting team, although they are not really high-ranking and powerful, but they are also the kind that has gained a lot after each hunt.

Simple inducements simply don't work.

As for paying a bigger price?

Obviously not for Dean at this moment, he needs a group of soldiers who can fight well, not greedy mercenaries; Once such a trend spreads in the barracks, it will obviously not be conducive to the subsequent exhibition.

And after putting aside the excellent ones, the rest are some not so good.

It takes quite a long time to turn these not-so-good into great.

As it happens, all Dean needs is time - after all, the Blood Moon War doesn't wait for Dean to finish his preparations.

In the end, the problem returned to the original point again, so that Dean, who was sitting on the war horse, couldn't help but let out a long sigh-

"Time, Kimpton......"

Dean whispered silently, searching for feasible plans in Dean's mind.

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