Chapter 757: Secret Warehouse (1/2)
This group’s movement was fairly odd. The battlefield had been swept clean, and there was nothing of value left on the bodies. Yet, they were still moving these bodies away. Judging from the direction they were headed in, they seemed to be retreating. Could they have come all the way here just for some corpses?
Qianye thought about tailing them, but Nighteye and Zhuji were still in the city. Although they were fairly capable of protecting themselves, Qianye wasn’t willing to go very far, lest what had happened in the empire repeat itself.
The neutral lands was quite a peculiar place. Many unique resources back in the empire came from this place. This was a land filled with unknown dangers where just about anything could happen. The situation on the battlefield was gradually turning serious—in addition to the increasing number of experts, there were numerous peculiar abilities he had never seen before.
Qianye decided not to take the risk, at least not for this battle. Hence, he gave up on following them and, instead, went to find a good place to set up an ambush. Perhaps an unsuspecting prey would walk right in.
Qianye picked a lofty rock and camouflaged himself in a shallow pit nearby. This rock was rather eye-catching—everyone’s reaction upon seeing it would be to give it a quick scan before observing the surroundings. First glances were, naturally, never too detailed, and Qianye intended to make use of this psychological oversight. Very few people under the divine champion level could sense him in his fully concealed state after all.
Qianye didn’t have to wait very long before a fully cloaked figure appeared over the horizon. This person moved rhythmically and with extreme speed, displaying ample elegance despite his cautious movements. This was a classic vampire characteristic, but to Qianye who had gotten used to the grace of a true superior vampire like Nighteye, this person’s movements seemed somewhat forced.
Dealing with vampires was Qianye’s specialty. The target walked past, completely unaware of Qianye’s existence. The latter pushed a blood-energy-laced origin bullet into the Twin Flowers and fired at the vampire’s leg.
The two were less than a hundred meters away, but due to its low weapon-grade, the origin power fluctuations from the Twin Flowers was quite small. This caught the vampire entirely off guard.
To a first-rank viscount, this was nothing but a tiny flesh wound, but the sneak attack filled him with shock and fury. He quickly drew his weapon and glared fixedly at Qianye. The odd giant sword with its serrated edge looked fairly odd on him, a stark contrast to the elegance he had been trying so hard to maintain. There was a large barrel on the spine of the sword and its hilt served both as a handle and a trigger—it was actually a combination of a gun and a sword.
Disdain filled the vampire’s eyes as he stared at Qianye and his Twin Flowers. He said in a weird, aria-like voice, “You dare to ambush the brave and intelligent First Rank Viscount Robert. I must say I admire your courage, stupidity, and luck. I’m quite surprised that a continent-made gun of that quality actually injured me.”
The Twin Flowers was clearly a continent-made product. The gun’s craftsmanship was exquisite and simple. Moreover, its firepower didn’t diminish in the neutral lands due to Andruil’s modification. Qianye fired this shot from the Bloody Datura because he knew it was enough to injure the target.
This Robert seemed quite talkative and especially liked to announce his victory in front of weak enemies. He wasn’t in a rush to deal with Qianye and instead spoke in a slow, arrogant voice, “I shall consider giving you a quick death if you prostrate before me in praise and pleading. You have one chance. If you can compose an eloquent poem to eulogize me, I might just let you live.”
Halfway through his speech, the man’s expression shifted drastically. He clutched his chest violently and fell kneeling onto the ground.
“I… what’s wrong with me?” Robert was both alarmed and furious.
“You only noticed it just now?” Qianye’s voice contained a hint of mockery.
“You poisoned the origin bullet? But what kind of poison can torment a noble like me?”
Vampires possessed an inherent resistance to poison that was only second to the arachne. But to them, Qianye’s blood energy was a powerful toxin.
Robert finally noticed that he could no longer suppress the burning blood energy inside his body. Terrified, he crawled over to Qianye, crying, “S-Spare me! I’ll tell you a secret that can make you the king of the neutral lands!”
Qianye broke into a laugh. “If you know such a secret, why haven’t you become a king yet?”
“I don’t have the talent!”
Qianye crouched down in front of Robert. “Speak your identity, your objective here, and everything else that might interest me. You know what the outcome will be if I find you lying.”
“I’ll speak, I’ll tell you everything! Just spare me. I-I’m from the Moonlight Demons, under the thirteenth assassination unit. Right, you can have this, you must let me go!”
Robert fished out an envelope and passed it to Qianye. There was a neatly folded paper inside of it, an exquisite hand-drawn map with two eye-catching markings on it.
“What’s this? A treasure map?” Qianye sneered.