Final Lord

Chapter 72 Trading
weak? !

Wei Yi glanced at Tina. If she hadn't disobeyed her brother's command, let alone forty-six white-feathered cranes, even one white-feathered crane could have wiped out the Ghost Leaping Cliff.

Just as Wei Yi was about to warn Tina not to underestimate the enemy, Wang Bu Fu suddenly laughed and said, "That's right. The extraordinary monsters are just that weak. They look powerful, but they are all paper tigers.

Just keep fighting like this and kill another group tonight."

"Yes! Lord Father!" Tina flapped her wings excitedly and joined the other harpies.

Wei Yi asked doubtfully, "Brother, why didn't you warn them? What if they underestimated the enemy?"

"Underestimating the enemy?" Wang Bufu shook his head. "Your mindset is that of a warrior, not a soldier. Soldiers don't underestimate the enemy. Every time they fight, they obey my orders with their lives. Even the most underestimating soldiers will become alert in the face of the threat of death.

I am the commander, and it is my responsibility to underestimate the enemy or not. I know the horror of monsters better than anyone else, and there is no way I can underestimate the enemy.

Don't worry. Soldiers don't need blows, they need encouragement. Only soldiers who always believe they can win can forge the conviction that they will win every battle. The thing a soldier fears most is thinking they will lose.

"Oh!" Wei Yi suddenly understood. "Brother, I understand."

"I understand." Wang Bufu said with a smile: "Get ready in a moment, and help me clear out some of the monsters nearby.

The decoupling group has almost reached its limit.

The chaotic night monsters have a habit. If a large number of night monsters die in an area, the night monsters will change to a different type the next day.

With the way we kill, we will definitely not see any white-feathered cranes tomorrow.

You'll need Bai Tian Yu every time you advance in the Bai Tian Female class, so it's better to prepare more just in case."

Wei Yi's eyes widened a little, and she asked worriedly, "What if we can't find the white-feathered crane in the future?"

"Besides White-Feathered Cranes, there are other monsters that can drop White-Feathered Cranes. However, those monsters are at least epic. That's why I want to take advantage of this tonight to kill more White-Feathered Cranes.

You must get at least 5 white feathers, so that you don’t have to worry about reaching epic level.

Let’s go and fight!”

"Well! Don't worry, brother, I will kill all those monsters." Wei Yi waved the sonic sword in her hand vigorously, with high fighting spirit!

……

The salty sea breeze, tinged with the stench of dead fish, lashed Lincoln's face, like dry bark. He wrapped his star-eaten robe tightly around him. As his boots stomped over the rotten dockwood, the mossy cracks left behind resembled the scratches of an old man before his death. Thirty wicker cages lay stacked behind him, each containing an unconscious villager—their eyelids sewn with blind fish bladders to prevent them from glimpsing the black-robed figure.

Lincoln stroked the crow skull on his chest and looked around for a while. He knocked heavily on the bluestone pier with his staff, and his hoarse voice pierced through the thick fog: "The goods are all here."

The shadowy figure ten meters away shifted, transforming into a figure in a black robe. Black water, like tar, oozed from beneath the robe, leaving long, snake-like footprints on the wooden planks.

Udo? Lincoln's brow furrowed.

The tip of his staff emitted a green light like an acid arrow, and he asked anxiously and cautiously, "Where's Kate's head? You've been overtime for so long."

"Your eyes belong to your crows." Black tentacles shot out from the black-robed figure's sleeves, shattering the acid arrows mid-air. The pressure of a third-level Transcendent was overwhelming like a mountain. Lincoln's robes were instantly covered in filthy black and brown snake shadows, and his lungs stung like broken glass with every breath.

Lincoln's pupils suddenly shrank - this voice was not Yuduo!

"I'm sorry..." Lincoln stumbled back, his skinny cheeks turning the color of liver due to suffocation. "I thought it was Yudo. He promised me to help me do something, but he hasn't come back yet. Sir, do you know where Yudo is?" "Yudo is a loser who dares not embrace the truth. I never care about the whereabouts of losers. I only care about my master's goods."

He glanced at the cage behind Lincoln and asked in confusion, "It seems like there are a few more."

"Double." Lincoln's knuckles were white from clenching beneath his robes. "Yudo said the Viscount valued these goods very much, so I prepared some extra. I want to meet with the Viscount and personally escort these goods."

The black-robed man suddenly scoffed, his laughter like rusty gears crushing shells. Two blood-red will-o'-the-wisp flames lit up from beneath his hood. He said coldly, "Just you? Do you think you can see whoever the master wants? Know your place, Lincoln. You're just a wild dog with limited potential. If the master wants to hear the barking of a dog someday, perhaps he'll reward you with a bone."

Lincoln's Adam's apple rolled, his nails digging deep into his palms. He caught a glimpse of the silver shackle pendant dangling from the black-robed man's waist—the mark of Viscount Hank's personal guard.

Lincoln's face turned pale and blue. He felt insulted, but he didn't dare to get angry.

The man in black robe swung out a dark bone flute and accurately inserted it into the bluestone in front of Lincoln's feet.

"This is the reward given to you by the master."

As Lincoln bent to pick up the flute, the black-robed figure had already floated to the vine cage. Black water transformed into thin snakes and slithered through the cracks in the cage, instantly leaving golden lines on the villagers' skin.

"Good quality." The black water wrapped around the swollen belly of a pregnant woman, and the black-robed man said quietly, "The Viscount will like this."

"Sir, may I ask what this is?" Lincoln took the bone flute and studied it carefully for a long time but still couldn't figure out how to use it.

"When you are in a life-or-death crisis, blow it and it can save your life."

"Remember. This flute can only be used once." The man in black robe shattered three bluestones of the dock with a snap of his fingers. Giant black snakes emerged from under his black robe and rolled up all the vine cages.

Lincoln stared at the bone flute in his palm, rubbed it vigorously, and put the treasure into his robe with great care.

The man in black robe walked towards the sea with the goods, and a black water vortex appeared out of thin air on the sea.

“I’ll come to collect the second shipment in two weeks.

If you want to see the master, you must first prove that you are worthy of being seen by the master."

"How can I prove it?"

"Secure your position, provide stable goods periodically, and don't make any mistakes. After completing two more transactions, I can consider giving you an opportunity."

"Ah! Thank you, sir!" Lincoln's voice trembled slightly.

When the black-robed man and the vine cage disappeared with the whirlpool of black water, the cry of ravens came from the depths of the sea fog, as if mocking Lincoln's fingers trembling like dead leaves.

Lincoln stood there, gazing at the ocean and saluting for a long time, until there was no sound in the ocean anymore. Then he leaned on his staff, walked step by step to the edge of the dock, and looked into the sea.

“Guhehe…”

He stared at the thick sea water and suddenly laughed nervously - his distorted face reflected in the sea water made him look more like a monster than the villagers trapped in the cage.

"Hehehehe! I finally got on Viscount Hank's ship. Now, all I'm missing is you, Kate! I won't be able to sleep well until you die."

(End of this chapter)