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Chapter 401 0400: Mottled Snowflakes
[Hunting Invasion: Liberation of Teven Village]

[Progress: Bloodthirsty Bat Wolf 1/1 (Completed)]

[Description: You have defeated the leader of the hunt, and the crisis of undead waves in Tewen Village will be greatly alleviated. 】

The head of the bloodthirsty bat wolf rolled far away. The blood was less and thicker than expected. A huge amount of black smoke floated from the joints and rotting fur. As the redness in its eyes faded, the blood on the top of its head The crown disappeared with it.

Feilang ran back to Kuima, and slowly changed back to his original appearance in front of his master.

The undead wave's offensive became weak, and the monsters' attack methods became simple and mindless. Although the attacks of the Lizard Cavalry and the Soul Hunting Spearmen were still very intensive, they lost their original momentum after losing the unified scheduling.

In contrast, Ken's morale is strong.

The attacks of the Fengyan Tribe and the Sword and Ax Team were like a broken bamboo, and those fierce and brutal monsters were just a fat beating.

Langz was full of energy and blood, bearing the brunt of the brunt, he didn't pay attention to the dark night at all, and the people of Fengyan tribe were also infected. They gritted their teeth and wanted to compete with Ken's army, as if they wanted to redeem themselves through their achievements dignity.

The bloodthirsty bat wolf's body began to evaporate, turning into some pitch-black crystals.

Ken stayed where he was, staring at it gradually shrinking and becoming solid. In the end, the monster the size of a mill waterwheel was only left with a few black ice cones the diameter of a fist.

[Item: Undead Prism]

【Quality: Excellent】

[Description: The evidence of defeating the leader of the hunter, the dissipated power of Erode Hull, a crystal containing the breath of death, if you bring this thing to a professional casting mage, it seems that you can get paid. 】

Jordan tried to pick it up with Ken's permission.

But the moment the old battle banner touched it, it let out a painful groan, as if a steel needle had been pierced on its forehead, and bright red blood overflowed from its ears and eyes in an instant.

"Battle banner!"

"Battle banner!"

The team of the Fengyan tribe hurried forward and pulled away.

Jordan waved his hands, and only recovered under the blessing of healing magic and his own conditioning. "There is something hidden inside that wants to invade my consciousness. This thing needs special means...to be kept..."

She covered her head and stood up holding a spear.

Ken asked Jordan: "Are you saying that there is only a very aggressive consciousness left in it?"

Female Zhanjing nodded, and ordered her clansmen to prepare the container.

When she turned around, she found that Ken had squatted in front of the crystal, and was holding it with bare hands. The crystal emitted a fierce light, and the black smoke even condensed into a solid body, piercing into his flesh...

Then the smoke cleared and the crystal was firmly held by Ken.

He squatted for a while, stood up as if nothing had happened, raised his chin, and let the magician who was ready in the distance come over.

The container prepared by the Fengyan tribe is a pocket made of fur, soaked in medicine, and a magic circle smeared with animal blood.

Ken puts the undead prism inside.

As the bag was tightened, the threat emitted by the crystal was cut off, and the intense uneasiness in everyone's hearts disappeared.

"What's that look on your face?" Ken asked.

Jordan stared at him with complicated expressions, and in fact, the magicians around him also had strange eyes.

Ken looked at the center of the battlefield as if nothing had happened.

The people of the Fengyan tribe didn't ask the question in the end, because anyone who has personally come into contact with the prism can feel its power. Since Mr. Ken can not be affected...

At least it shows that the two sides are not at the same level.

Joel Danbu also privately told his clansmen not to try to get to the bottom of it and offend, especially Sion and Irona.

"Mr. Kean is hiding it from us, maybe for our own good, really, his problems and challenges are probably much bigger than ours," she said.

The people of the Fengyan tribe looked at him.

Ken is holding the twilight with one hand, his eyes are serious, the wind blows his clothes and hair, and the snowflakes will fall on his shoulders, just like everyone in Palotusby, he can also endure the wind and cold, as if everyone is the same kind of person.

In fact, Ken was not in a daze.

The depths of his consciousness are undergoing a small change.

When Ken touched the hunting crystal, black smoke and an aggressive will entered his body.

It fell from the sky and entered the inner world. The black smoke condensed out sharp ears and fangs, and turned into the leader of the defeated leader just now. This monster seemed to know who killed him...

It has a strong hatred and wants to take the opportunity to retaliate.

Heiyan's fangs just opened, and when he was about to bite, he was suddenly imprisoned, and then the green fluorescent light jumped up, like a wave blowing away a stain on the beach, swallowing it silently up.

[The consciousness in the Hunting Prism wants to occupy your body. 】

【No one is allowed to occupy your consciousness and use your body. 】

The whole process took place in the blink of an eye.

Ken just frowned.

It was Qiwen at first, then Roxani, and there were countless witches on the road.

The old gods have no way to break through the agreement of the remarks. If even the top existence of the northern authority cannot occupy themselves, then all consciousness intrusions can be faced with a smile.

In this regard, he is really not afraid.

The Fengyan tribe and the knife and ax team have cleared the battlefield.

Dawn came as expected, and the cloud watchers did not find any signs of blizzard, which showed that the forecast was accurate, and everyone could continue on the road according to the original plan.

[The villagers of Tewen Village look at you anxiously, worried that after you leave, this place will change to its original appearance. 】

When Ken turned up the horse, he called the old and skinny village chief to his side, and he said, "Will you give me the management of the land here, and I will help you make it more prosperous and safe."

When the people of the Fengyan tribe heard this, they all looked at it in shock.

Are the people of southern Xinjiang finally showing their fangs?

Although Sion was unwilling to accept it, there seemed to be no better explanation for this situation.

Ken waved his hand with a smile, and handed the signed letter he had prepared to him: "Don't get me wrong, the village is still yours, and you are still the head of the village. I won't covet an inch of your land."

He pointed to the white letter and said.

"There is a Mercenary Arbitration Tribunal in Ambera Ice Port, which has the necessary help, caravans, magic, force to prevent robbers, as well as construction plans and corresponding resources. The transaction is equal, and we will help you become better , you also need to help deal with the corresponding orders, such as some planting tasks or fur business, which are all reasonable and will negotiate with you."

Ken made his strategy clear.

The night before he left port, he had spoken to Queenie Pandis about his philosophy.

Unity is the strength most needed in the north, not only between mercenaries and merchants, but also between cities and villages. Those laborers and artisans can no longer be simple tools. If refugees and idle military personnel are dispatched together, The current productivity can be doubled.

Reasonable collocation, efficient operation, each takes what it needs.

Ken's development philosophy is to allow all the surrounding villages to participate in the Ambera Ice Port and southern border trade.

Only when wealth flows can it drive development and infrastructure construction.

This is why Ken has no nostalgia for the mountains of wealth.

Ken had told Quinny all this.

As a traditional Southern Xinjiang mercenary guild speaker, the biggest troubles he has encountered are the young people. Regarding construction issues, at most it is the site selection of the guild headquarters under the staff, and the arrangement of tables and chairs.

"I know you'll need time to digest, but I'm sure you'll make wise choices."

Ken left such words.

Quinny Pandis was always in awe of the young man.

He knew that this guy's structure was infinite, even though it was a village with hundreds of people, but he was not afraid when he took over the ice port with tens of thousands of people. According to this guy's thinking, he even took the surrounding villages into consideration.

Quinny felt the pressure, but never complained, because he learned a lot in the process.

So much so that when the letter from the Golden Shield Guild was delivered, Quinny would even show an annoyed expression. After all, his original platform was too small, and the vision of those old things was too narrow, so they couldn't adapt to future development at all.

Quinny made up his mind that even if he died of exhaustion, he would collapse at Ambera Ice Harbor.

He began to be afraid, afraid that Ken would abandon him, or put someone who was more willing to work hard and put him in this position.

Because Ken doesn't rely on anyone at all, he will give others a chance, if he doesn't seize it, he will really lose a lot of precious things.

Those in power in Ambella Bing also took all this into consideration.

They have no entity, and no one knows what they are doing, but everyone understands that this city will always have a pair of eyes looking down on all living beings.

Those in power have not interfered with the tribunal's affairs, but will clear the way to help when the time is right.

After seeing the "Black Hood", Ken understood something-wealth and power are meaningless to those in power, they are a group of existences who sincerely want to keep the port prosperous.

Originally, those in power had to take into account development while formulating rules, and from time to time frightened the younger generation.

Quinny Pandis sits in the [Mercenary Arbitration Tribunal], all trade conflicts and business negotiations can be resolved in a more civilized and reasonable way, all major chambers of commerce and mercenary leaders are willing to abide by it, and the originally complicated things have become simpler many.

There are smoother ones.

Captain Rene Malfoy's prestige on the sea is growing day by day.

She is almost half-mythical, and all the beast sailing ships in and out of the port must show respect to her, abide by the rules set by her, and also help those ships that specialize in running goods and the giant ships that catch animals.

In the hall of the Mercenary Arbitration Tribunal, there were four things.

The battle ax, symbolizing the brilliant feats of Mr. Mahalu, and the mercenary guild.

A short dagger, symbolizing Captain Rene Malfoy and the beast sailboats in the port.

Gold coins, symbolizing the majority of fellow Chamber of Commerce compatriots.

The bones symbolize the original rulers, the sword bearers of the scales.

The most troublesome forces in the port have joined the Mercenary Tribunal.

For a time those in power were out of work.

They don't have to worry about development anymore, because the fat man and the young man who traveled far see farther than themselves, and the sudden drop in violence and the doubled increase in taxes all show that things are developing in a good direction.

The letter from Teven Village was delivered.

Quinny used a golden knife to cut open the wax, which described in detail the dangers of hunting and things that need attention.

The Mercenary Arbitration Tribunal began to issue rewards to gather troops to support the invaded villages around them, help the endangered northern aborigines, and bring more villages under its protection.

Ambera Ice Port is the largest free trade place in the vicinity, and the source of information is wider than anyone else.

Therefore, the Mercenary Arbitration Tribunal easily collected the information of the surrounding villages, and marked all the leaders of the hunting who could not deal with it, and rewarded the scouts who provided clues. Gradually, a special reward was formed for the hunting.

Those northern warriors and mages who come and go will form a team to crusade against the villages that invaded the living creatures.

Because of these measures, Ambera Ice Port was the first to establish order in all the free lands in the North. Not only did it not make any mistakes due to the wave of undead, it even developed a wave out of thin air. Even the underground trade and black market in the entire North , are called legends.

These are all things to come, but the first person who appeared in front of Queenie was a dark-skinned maid.

The [Baiwujia] of the Duwa tribe is an important link in the arms trade of the countries in the southern border.

The Bloodborn was the first to receive the news.

Because he has been paying attention to the whereabouts of Ken Bouvier, when the blood-stained gold coin appeared in Ambera Ice Harbor, he had already obtained a first-hand clue, and listed Mr. Mahalu as the key object of attention.

The black-skinned maid retrieved important information from the intelligence and copied all of Ken's documents about the system.

It was only then that Quinny Pandis realized that this information turned out to be such a valuable asset. At the same time, he was also surprised that the other party trusted Ken's talent so much. Who is it?

The black-skinned maid brought another blood-stained gold coin.

Quinny is an old fritter in the north, and he is also familiar with the culture of the black market. Seeing the rubbing pattern on it, he knows the origin of this guy and the division of forces behind him.

"My master is willing to exchange information with it."

Quinny shook his head with a smile, his heartbeat was already almost out of agreement.

When the Golden Shield Guild entered the northern border, it wanted to establish contact with the black market, and offered extremely exaggerated conditions, but there was no way to get into the opponent's eyes.

But looking back now, the resources held by the other party really shouldn't pay attention to themselves.

Quinny rubbed the gold coin in his hand. He didn't expect that the top figures in the black market would take the initiative to make friends with him. Accepting it meant becoming an important link in the North-South trade.

Quinny is waiting because he knows those in power have the most say.

But the room was quiet, and the whole building was normal, which meant that those guys chose to believe in themselves.

Quinny hesitated for a long time and pushed the thing back. "Sorry, the person who can make the decision is not here."

The black-skinned maid laughed, showing admiration: "I thought you had no principles."

"Hahaha." Quinny also laughed, using a grin to hide the regret in his heart. "I didn't have one, but my current employer doesn't allow it."

The black-skinned maid stood up, but did not take back the gold coins.

Before she left, she said, "Don't worry, I've known Ken Bouvier earlier than you, and he already has a gold coin from my master."

(End of this chapter)