Not long after, Wang Teng and the other two arrived at the gathering place of the 'Witch Cooperation Association'.
However, the place this time was different from the last time Rodney had met with the mixed-bloods.
A cunning rabbit has three burrows!
It seemed that the mixed-bloods did not have a good life in the underworld, or else they would not be so cautious.
Wang Teng's eyes flashed, and then he saw Rodney knocking on the door.
After a while, the door opened, and Wang Teng followed Rodney in.
A group of mixed-bloods in the room stood up, with a trace of anxiety and a trace of hope, silently sizing up Wang Teng and Violet Night.
At the same time, Wang Teng was also sizing up these mixed-bloods in front of him.
Although they tried their best to hide it, it could be seen that their clothes were a little shabby, and their faces were weathered, as if they had experienced wind and frost, and there was a trace of humility in their eyes.
Wang Teng could not help but frown.
Almost every mixed-blood was like this, and their state made him feel a little helpless.
After being in an environment for a long time, some things would penetrate deep into the bone marrow.
Even if they wanted to resist, they did not have the heart and courage, so they pinned their hopes on an unfamiliar 'mixed-blood' like him.
"Everyone, this is …" Rodney wanted to introduce Wang Teng, but he suddenly realized that he only knew the name of Viscount Snow, but not his real name.
"Just call me Violet King!" Wang Teng's eyes flashed as he said.
"Ahem, this is the Lord Violet King I mentioned to everyone. He is very strong." Rodney coughed and said.
"Lord Violet King!"
"Lord Violet King!"
… …
The mixed-bloods called out one after another.
"Sit down. I accepted Rodney's invitation and came to meet all of you. We're all mixed-bloods, so we'll be a family in the future. You can look for me if you need anything." Wang Teng waved his hand and laughed.
"…" The corner of Rodney's mouth twitched. If he hadn't seen Wang Teng's extremely cold side, he would have believed it.
However, the other hybrids looked at each other and felt that Rodney's evaluation of the Purple King was a little too low. He didn't seem to be a cold-blooded person. On the contrary, he seemed to be easy to get along with.
Subsequently, under Wang Teng's deliberate intention to get closer to them, everyone naturally got along well. Wang Teng even promised to provide them with some supplies and help as Viscount Snow.
These mixed-bloods didn't have a good life. Even a little favor was enough to make them grateful.
After he left, he had already built up a rather positive image in the hearts of these mixed-bloods …
After sending off Wang Teng, Rodney returned and saw the joyous expressions on everyone's faces. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly when he saw the Violet King's gift.
I wonder if this lord's appearance is good or bad?
A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.
…
The next day, Wang Teng, Violet Night, and Rodney left Graystone Town.
There were also many origin power-driven mechanical creations in the dark world. The three of them took an origin airship to Black Raven City.
Black Raven City was located north of Graystone Town. It was a large city in the wasteland.
It was also gloomy and dark, but it was much more popular than Graystone Town. There were many races living together in the city, and a series of trade activities were conducted there. It wasn't much different from a human city.
By the time Wang Teng, Rodney, and Violet Night arrived at Black Raven City, the sky had already darkened.
They walked down from the airship and left the square where the airship was docked, preparing to find a place to stay.
Rodney was a native and had been to many places. Naturally, he was quite familiar with Black Raven City.
Under the gloomy sky, he brought Wang Teng and Violet Night to a tavern.
The tavern's door had just opened when a wave of clamor rushed out.
This tavern was actually a gathering place for hybrids, and it was full of them.
In a large city like Black Raven City, there were many hybrids, so it was inevitable that there would be various gathering places.
Purebloods regarded them as lowly commoners, and generally wouldn't pay special attention to them. No purebloods would be willing to lower themselves to come to such a place.
Therefore, such a gathering place was a paradise for hybrids.
In the tavern, the mixed-bloods were shouting loudly as they drank the inferior rye wine and ate the cheapest meat.
However, Wang Teng saw something different in them from the hybrids in Graystone Town.
The arrival of Wang Teng and the other two immediately attracted the attention of the people in the tavern.
Rodney shouted to an old man with a red nose behind the counter, "Warren, I've brought a lord here. Arrange two rooms for us."
"Lord?" A strong mixed-blood suddenly laughed mockingly. "Hey, he said sir. Do we mixed-bloods still have a sir?"
"Dale, you'd better shut your stinky mouth." Rodney's expression changed, and he hurriedly scolded him.
"What? Did I say something wrong?" Da Lei suddenly stood up. His height was more than two meters, and he was abnormally strong. He glared at him and sneered. "Rodney, I think you are used to being a slave in a small place like Graystone Town. You call anyone your master."
"Bastard, what did you say?" Rodney's expression was ugly, and he stared at him fiercely.
"So what? Do you dare to fight?" Dale snorted coldly.
The surrounding people immediately began to jeer, as if they were afraid that things wouldn't turn chaotic.
For these hybrids, the word 'lord' was obviously a sharp weapon that touched the wound in their hearts.
In front of the purebloods during the day, they had to endure it, but in this tavern at night, no one was willing to endure it anymore. They had to vent, otherwise, they would go crazy.
Wang Teng, wearing a black cloak, looked at them with interest through the shadow of the hood.
This was the difference between them and the hybrids in Graystone Town. These hybrids still had some guts.
"Lord, I'll teach him a lesson." Rodney, under the crowd's heckling, was ashamed and angry. He lowered his head and said to Wang Teng.
"Go!" Wang Teng nodded and didn't stop him.
Rodney raised his head and walked forward.
The crowd made an uproar and made an open space in the middle.
"Haha, you do have some guts," Da Lei grinned, twisting his neck and throwing out a punch.
Rodney was so fast that he dodged it. A dagger slipped out of his sleeve and stabbed out like lightning, from the opponent's open door to his abdomen.
"Hum!" Dale snorted coldly, and an arm suddenly blocked in front of his abdomen.
Clang!
There was a sound of metal colliding.
It turned out that Dale was wearing an arm guard on his arm. The dagger collided with the metal arm guard, and sparks burst out.
Dale's other hand suddenly retracted and punched out again.
"Not good!" Rodney was frightened. He turned his body and avoided this punch.
However, he was too close. As soon as Dale punched, another punch followed, hitting Rodney's abdomen directly.
Boom!
Rodney's whole body bent like a cooked prawn, and then he couldn't help but fly out.
The crowd made way.
Just as Rodney was about to fall to the ground, a slender palm pressed against his back.
"Cough!" Rodney coughed twice, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He forced a smile and said, "Thank you, Lord!"
"Do you want to fight for him? This Lord. "Dale shook his fist and laughed sarcastically.
"You're not my opponent." Wang Teng's calm voice came from under the hood.
"Hahaha, this Lord is really confident." Dale laughed and then strode toward Wang Teng. "Then, let's see."
Before he finished his sentence, he raised his arm, and black and red light flashed on his fist. He punched toward Wang Teng.
Wang Teng shook his head. He stretched out a hand from his long sleeve and met the punch.
It was just an ordinary punch, but there was a sonic boom in the air.
Dale was shocked, but he had already punched out, and he couldn't retract it in time. He could only crazily activate the force in his body and pour it into his fist.
"Boom!"
The two fists collided, and there was a loud boom.
A figure was sent flying backward.
"Pfft!" Dale fell to the ground. He held his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The tavern suddenly fell into silence.
Dale, a 5-star soldier-level martial warrior, was defeated with one punch??
Also, this' Lord 'didn't even use his force. He only used his physical strength, and it was already so terrifying.
Everyone was in disbelief, and they suddenly understood. No wonder Rodney called him 'Lord'!
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