Monarch of Evernight: Thirty-four native races

bsp;Qianye stood up and moved his body, dispelling the paralysis and abnormalities in his body. The ability that this woman just used was force shock, which was essentially the same as Qianye's original method of hitting the tree, but the technique was extremely superb, far beyond Qianye's level.

In Qianye’s memory, the supreme secret method of the Yin family of the empire is famous for its force vibration. However, this secret method requires too much force and is too difficult to practice. Often, no one can practice it in several generations. Successful. Therefore, the Yin family has always been lingering in the upper-class family. There is no risk of being demoted, but there is no hope of promotion.

This foreign woman's force power is only at level five or six, but she can resonate with Qianye's force power and interfere with his actions. The force vibrations she emits are incredibly powerful. It probably has something to do with the black forest environment, and the pair of strange metal rings may be the key. &nb［][］Novel sp;Qianye glanced deep into the black forest. It seemed that this was one of the sources of danger.

He did not try to track her. The woman did not leave any traces when she moved, and the force aura completely disappeared under the dual effects of the force shock and the power of the sea. So Qianye continued walking towards the town.

The road was calm and calm, and Qianye came to the town again. When the two guards at the gate of the town saw the wooden board Qianye was carrying behind him, their faces were a little strange, as if they were looking at a dead person. The two exchanged glances, and one of the guards asked Qianye: "Are you here to pay taxes or to exchange things?"

"Both."

"Okay, then follow me." The guard then led Qianye into the town and walked directly to the largest building in the center. Everyone they met along the way looked shocked when they saw the wooden plank behind Qianye, and some even let out a low cry. However, under the warning from the guard's stern eyes, no one dared to discuss it privately.

That building is actually a trading market, with dozens of stalls selling everything. The place where taxes are paid has been squeezed into a corner, which is only the space for two stalls. Qianye put the wooden board and a small bag on the tax counter. When an old man with a sharp face behind the desk saw the wooden board, his face twitched a few times. Then he opened the pocket and took a look, and greed suddenly appeared again.

There is a bag full of golden snails in the pocket, which are all the fruits of Xiao Zhuji and Nighteye. Golden snails are naturally good at hiding and are difficult for ordinary people to find. Little Zhuji was not good at searching, but Nighteye taught her how to use her nose, and suddenly the golden snails on the entire beach were in trouble. The spider demon's sense of smell is comparable to that of a werewolf.

The old man took his pocket and started to collect it. While collecting it, he said: "Although these taxes are not enough, since you are new here, I will take care of you and clear this month's taxes for you." ”

With a snap, his hand was held down halfway by Qianye. "Did you miscalculate?"

The old man suddenly screamed as if his tail had been stepped on: "Am I wrong? I have been collecting taxes here for more than ten years, will I be wrong? Boy, I tell you, take your paws away!" Otherwise, my nephew will teach you how to behave!"

Qianye’s face was expressionless and his hands gradually tightened. The old man was only at the third or fourth level of strength. Where he could withstand it, his arm bones began to make a rattling sound. He screamed like a murderer, shouting: "Come here, kill him! He resists taxes!"

Two guards surrounded him, one on the left and the other on the right. They picked up thick iron bars covered with barbs and smashed them on Qianye's head. If these two blows were successful, everyone below the general would be seriously injured.

Qianye waved his left hand and took off the two iron rods. Then he lifted the guard on the left and hit the guard on the right directly. The two's heads collided with each other, making a heart-wrenching sound, and they both fell to the ground and fainted.

Qianye put the two iron rods together and twisted them together, turning them into a thick rod. Although the material of these two iron rods was not very good, they were both as thick as a fist. They were twisted into one by Qianye, causing everyone onlookers to take a breath.

Although Qianye let go, the old man forgot to take the bag back.

Qianye pulled out the old man's hand, pressed it on the stage, and said: "If you want to make money, you have to find out who it is. And you guys, you only receive salary, not money to buy your life. Don't Killed for a salary."

As soon as Qianye said these words, several guards who came after hearing the news didn't know what to do. Qianye was obviously not a good person, and his murderous aura was real. The salary they received was really worthless.

Qianye stopped talking, raised the twisted iron bars, and smashed them down on the old man's hand!

The old man let out a scream that echoed throughout the night, but his hand was like a steel hoop, unable to be taken back no matter what. Just when the hand was about to be smashed to pieces, the iron bar was suddenly held up by someone and stopped just above the old man's arm.

Qianye turned around and saw that the person holding the iron bar was Xiao Dao, the young man who sent him to the territory. Although he is young and light, his cultivation in the Force is quite good, and he is even at level eight. Qianye's face was indifferent. Before Xiao Dao could speak, the force of force penetrated the iron bars and charged at Xiao Dao several times.

The knife felt like being hit by a giant hammer, and his face turned a little red with each blow. Finally, his handsome face turned red and purple, and just when he was about to spit out a mouthful of blood, the force impact suddenly disappeared.

Qianye said calmly: "The tax rate you told me yesterday seemed to be much less than the actual amount. Will the tax rate be revised in just one day?"

Xiao Dao finally calmed down his energy and blood, and looked at Qianye with eyes filled with deep fear. He knew Qianye was merciful, otherwise if there were a few more force attacks, he would have to vomit blood and be seriously injured.

But what he didn't know was that if Qianye wanted to, a Force blast could make him explode and die.

"You want to cause trouble here? Don't forget, this is the territory of the Wolf King!" Xiaodao said threateningly.

Qianye said calmly: "The Wolf King wouldn't want to see his subordinates put his money into his own pockets. Also, no matter whose territory this is, we can't care about the fact that some people suddenly died in his own pocket in the middle of the night. In the room, isn't it?"

"You" Xiaodao stared at Qianye fiercely, but when he saw that Qianye was not moved at all, he suddenly felt discouraged and his murderous intent subsided. Qianye's threat was real. If he broke into the house in the middle of the night, even Xiaodao himself wouldn't be able to fight back. The Neutral Ground is very realistic and no one wastes time over the dead.

So Xiaodao still chose to bow to reality, pointed to the old man, and said, "This is my uncle. Considering his age, let's just forget it this time. How about this month's tax payment?" You cut it in half."

"Okay." Qianye didn't hesitate, took back the iron rod and threw it on the ground.

The old man still collected his pockets, but got back a dozen imperial gold coins. The amount of money exceeded Qianye's original expectation, but according to Xiaodao, the golden snails he picked were of high quality and were worth so much money.

"How about we find a place to have a drink later? Tell me what you want to buy and I will help you arrange it." Xiao Dao said.

"That's fine." Qianye was just wanting to talk to someone to learn more about the distribution of forces in the neutral land.

A moment later, Xiaodao and Qianye were sitting in the tavern. After a few glasses of wine, both of them were a little shaken, and their words seemed much more casual.

After chatting for a while, Qianye had a general understanding of the neutral land. The neutral land was originally the place where pirates, desperadoes and native races lived. However, with the continuous arrival of strong men from the two camps, the balance of power has changed accordingly. The dominant ones here are now humans, werewolves, vampires, spider demons and native races. With the arrival of a mysterious strong man from the Vampire Clan with Broken Time, the Vampire Clan has risen strongly and has become the number one race in the neutral land.

But the relationship between the various tribes is much more complicated than the two camps. For example, the Eastern Wilderness is the sphere of influence of the human race, but the Wolf King who currently manages the Eastern Wilderness is actually a werewolf. In a battle thirty years ago, he was defeated miserably at the hands of Zhang Buzhou, the strongest man in the human race. He surrendered and was sent to Donghuang Town.

Zhang Buzhou not only has the Wolf King under his command, but also has many strong men from other dark races, even slightly more than the human race. The same is true for the other dark powerhouses who are on different sides. They have all the tribes under their command, including the human race. Relatively speaking, only the native races are the purest. They hate all outsiders. This has not changed for thousands of years.

In a neutral land, camps are no longer the basis for dividing forces; strength and territory are the unchanging standards.

The Eastern Wasteland is very vast, and the Wolf King only occupies about half of the territory. It is said that it is half, but only a small area is actually inhabited. Not to mention anything else, the terrifying temperature difference between day and night will keep all ordinary people who are weak outside. In the Eastern Wasteland, developing the wilderness is the main goal, but there has been little progress over the years.

Understanding the general layout of the neutral land, Qianye changed the topic and asked: "What dangers are there in the Black Forest?"

Xiao Dao suddenly smiled awkwardly and said, "What did you see?"

"Don't worry about it for now, tell me what you know."

Xiao Dao knew that he couldn't get through, so he had to say: "The black forest is very strange, and its coverage often changes. Where there are black forests, there are usually native races. There is a mortal enemy between us and the native races. Not only This is the case between us, vampires, werewolves, all foreign races and native races. For example, the current Central Continent Dream Kingdom was once the capital of the native races. Later, all the native races above were killed before it was built. Dreamland."

Qianye nodded, this kind of thing was also very common in the history of empire development.

Xiao Dao continued: "There is a strange connection between the black forest and the native races. The native races hate logging very much. As long as the trees in the black forest are cut down, they will attract their hatred and may be chased. Kill."

"Then you also include the timber from the Black Forest in the scope of taxation?"

Xiao Dao looked a little embarrassed and said: "That's right, the wood produced in the Black Forest is of excellent quality and will not decay if left for hundreds of years. It is the best material for making aerospace craft and sea boats, and it is also the highest grade fuel. The wood of the Black Forest has a special smell, and when sailing in the East China Sea, the beasts in the sea will regard it as the same group and turn a blind eye."

"In addition, if newcomers accidentally cut down the Black Forest, they will be resented by the native race and can only seek your protection, right?" Qianye sneered.

ps: Thanks to Cuiyu’s Yongye Little Theater (the four water spots before and after are really hard to draw), thanks to the painter Tang Xinzi who illustrated the picture, and Zhao Ruoxi praised it very much. The pictures and text have been posted on Weibo and WeChat.