The Barak family belongs to a very delicate family among the twelve blood clans. Basically, they are a hermit group, and have a completely different idea from the current blood clan including black blood. In particular, Barak himself, this is a very famous blood in and outside the blood. The reason is that although the true ancestor of the Barak bloodline is human, he seems to prefer the non-human race. It is said that in the family tree of the Barak bloodline, there are only a few people who transform the pre race into human beings. As a result, the Barak blood group is also known as the zoo. They are rare in number, hidden in their tracks and rarely found in human cities.


    However, it would be a big mistake to classify the Barak blood race as a weak ethnic group. Thanks to the eccentricity of its true ancestor, Barak''s people are rare but diverse. Elves and dwarfs are not uncommon, nor are lizards and dwarfs. Even the rarer races have been transformed into blood races. Some claim that the true ancestor tried to transform a dragon into a vampire, but no one knows whether it has succeeded or not. But the fact is, the diverse members bring a variety of culture and technology, after different races and different logics are forced to be summed up in the same blood, many things will have unexpected changes. Take the elf blood clan in front of you. Some normal elves may be good at trade, but the race determines that they will not actively explore new rules.


    When cheese was in the gray tower, anlina mentioned the Barak blood clan more than once. The latter''s evaluation of it was the most interesting and potential branch. She also said implicitly that if the blood clan wanted to eliminate the differences among the twelve lineages and belong to one true ancestor, then Balak Zhenzu was the best candidate. The reason is simple. Barak''s ideas are inclusive and complex.


    Knowing Jung''s surname and promise, cheese had no reason to stay in the Youhe river any more. Of course, he could use the short blade of the murderer''s puppet to identify the former. However, Jung was not a blacksmith. On the other hand, their relationship was purely commercial. The mage was very sure that if he could not provide a satisfactory reward to the blood clan, he would not get any benefits from it. As for personal status to join the network of Youhe as a mercenary to earn profits? That''s not the style of grey robe. Besides, in a short period of one month, he can''t make a lot of profits from this activity unless he does something he doesn''t want to do.


    The flowing underground part is still uncomfortable. If the rising and falling sun and moon can make things on the ground present different appearances at different times, it seems that in this man-made space, the so-called difference is only rotten. Outside the front door of the Youhe River, there are still few people who need to deal with such a big problem every day. The operation mode of Youhe river is doomed to be not too busy. On the other hand, the other businesses here are very prosperous. Two big men push a wooden cart past the cheese. There are bloody corpses on it. They are the victims of the underground Colosseum.


    In such a huge city, a large number of desperate people will be born every day, and a considerable part of them will be collected to become fighters in the large and small arenas here. If they are lucky, they will have a chance to be dressed up in decent spots and send them to secret places on the ground for the rich to enjoy. Bad luck will only be consumed here as an aftertaste of gambling or erotic trading. It''s not hard to explain why the merchants selling on the black street have so much material. The dead bodies are very cheap because they have no other use. They are only worthy of being poured into the river below to feed the fish. Or, feed something else.


    The man in the dirty clothes stopped the corpse cart and took out some dirty coins to the pusher. The two men looked at each other, shrugged off the coins, gave a brief account of where the cart was going and left. The people who bought the bodies were ghouls, and cheese didn''t need much careful observation to see through the poor camouflage. Maybe it wasn''t a disguise at all. And he was sure that the two men knew the identity of the buyer. They don''t care. There''s still money to make from waste utilization. Why not? Such a zone is paradise for the corpse eaters.


    The ghoul, who got a lot of food, rubbed his hands excitedly and seemed extremely satisfied with the fresh meat. According to cheese''s understanding of ghouls, the flesh and blood had been enough for him to eat for a long time. But there''s nothing to worry about. Ghouls eating corpses is part of the natural cycle, and it''s a mutually agreed deal. The question is, are there any flies coming.


    The thin and short figure approached quietly, and he seemed to be sure that the ghoul, who had just bought the food, still had money. Stupid judgment, more stupid decision. The mage frowned slightly, and the rusty dagger on his waist seemed to have stabbed him. Without waiting for the little figure to make a substantive move, cheese has gone past, quietly standing between the ghoul and the thief. But the two men, one immersed in the temptation of food, and the other focused on the target, did not notice that the gray robed man''s pace slowed down after he reached a certain position.


    The thief is neither dexterous nor cautious, and his timing is poor. It can be seen that he will not be in this business for a long time, and it is not destined to be too long. If you steal money from the ground, you will be beaten up at most. If you are lucky, you may not die. You can learn from failure and improve your skills until you become a habitual thief. But here, he doesn''t have the chance. Ghouls don''t mind adding a corpse to the cart, even if there isn''t much meat on it. They have always been a respectable species in terms of not picky eating.Hand, reaching to the waist under the tattered robe. The ecstatic ghoul is still rubbing his slender, sharp fingernail palms, but his eyes under his hood are looking to his side intentionally or unintentionally. He has found this desperate thief. After getting so much flesh and blood, he should kill one to celebrate. There is still a big difference between the corpse and the fresh meat that has just died. The feeling of hot blood flowing through the throat will bring incomparable pleasure in eating. He has been repressed for too long in this city, so it is time to indulge a little. Anyway, it''s just a little thing nobody cares about.


    Hand, from the air buckle thin wrist, really thin, let people think of that wild fruit like girl again.


    "Well, I''ve caught you. You just wanted to steal my purse, didn''t you? It seems that I have to tell you what can be touched and what can''t be touched! " The cheese yelled, his voice full of anger. The thief who was caught by him was stiff at once, and the weak body mage just picked it up as if he was going to pull him up from the ground.


    "Come here, you little thief. You''re finished."


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