Yelia vomited blood and performed Minor Wound Healing on himself. Then, he stood up and looked at the exaggerated scene of the forest fire around him.
"That's too powerful." He turned around and looked at Roland as if he were looking at a rare treasure. "My gold coins are ready. Give me the model after we return."
Roland smiled and said, "Not a problem."
Five hundred gold coins was a lot of money.
Even if it wasn't exchanged for real money, it could be used for a lot of things in the game.
Speaking of money … Roland suddenly remembered something.
He entered the forum again and posted another post.
Tips on How to Deal with Vampires.
He mentioned the vampires' weaknesses of light, fire, and electricity. He also told the physical classes that vampires could atomize and were immune to physical damage.
At the end of the post, he wrote, "The bone powder of the vampires who are burned to death is very valuable, probably worth about fifty gold coins per kilogram. Of course, if a lot of vampires die, the bone powder will appear in large quantities, and the price will fluctuate.
But the problem was that Hollevin was just a small country. There were still Fareins, Urganda, and other big countries.
There were a lot of Mages and Alchemists there, too. The bone powder of vampires was never short of buyers.
After the post was posted, the forum was seething.
The players were already very interested in the quest. After all, they had never heard of credit points before. It was always better to get some first.
Besides, the hunting of vampires was bound to be rich.
Many guilds had already formed teams of Rogues who were good at stealing and excavating treasures. They were ready to set off.
As a result, Roland's post directly lit a fire under their butts.
Immediately, a large wave of people rushed to Liguburg City.
Fifty gold coins for a pile of bones … That was almost eight hundred thousand yuan.
Damn it, I'm going to kill a vampire no matter what.
The post quickly became a hot topic, but this time, not many people replied.
After reading the content, almost everyone immediately logged off the forum to contact their friends and brothers. Who would have the time to reply to the post?
Only the players who were too far away lamented that they couldn't make it in time.
Roland logged off the forum and said to Yelia, "Let's go back to the city first."
"Alright."
Yelia looked around. They had come on two horses, but Roland had blown them up with a fireball. Now, both horses were cooked meat.
The two of them could only walk back.
The night had completely fallen. Yelia smelled burnt, and he said solemnly, "Mr. Lauren, you heard it just now, didn't you? The vampire said that they have a pack. Thirty vampires came this time, and maybe a hundred next time. Looks like I have to seek help from the headquarters. I don't know if I can make it in time. "
Roland waved his hand. "There's probably no need to ask the headquarters for help."
"Why?"
Roland said casually as he walked, "Because I called for help too. I'm a Golden Son after all. It's not impossible for me to find a way to ask for help. "
"How many of them are there?" Yelia's face lit up.
"Probably a thousand."
"A thousand professionals?" Yelia was so shocked that he stopped and stared at Lauren.
Yelia couldn't be blamed for being shocked. A thousand fully-armed elite soldiers would cost a lot even if they were deployed.
How much money would it cost to hire a thousand professionals?
"Mr. Lauren, I owe you a big favor." Yelia was both happy and helpless.
It was good that Liguburg City was out of danger, but it was hard to return the favor.
"It's none of your business. I just don't want to be haunted by a bunch of sneaky and cunning vampires."
Feeling that Lauren didn't want to claim credit, Yelia remembered the favor and didn't say anything else.
At this moment, a flock of round bats was hovering in the sky a kilometer away.
They watched the Curtain of Darkness of thirty people spread out, and the Curtain of Darkness was broken by an explosion that looked like a small sun. Then, none of their people escaped.
Then, they quickly flew away and returned to the base of the Bruce vampires in the middle of the night.
In the cave behind the castle, Christina, who had turned into a girl, knelt before Bruce.
She told him what she had seen in a low voice.
"More than thirty children were killed outside of Liguburg City?" Bruce couldn't help but roar after hearing that despite his good temper.
His immense mental power twisted the air around. Then, the whole cave was trembling and even slightly shaking.
A long time later, Bruce held back his fury, and the shaking in the cave finally stopped.
"Very good, very good!" Bruce stood up and left his stone seat. "Inform all the people outside and ask them to return to the base. In three days, I'll lead them to conquer Liguburg City."
"We don't need three days." At this moment, Wenger walked out and said, "Chief, let's retreat now. We have to get out of here."
"What do you mean?" Bruce narrowed his eyes and stared at Wenger. "You want me to let it go?"
"My people have discovered this place," Wenger said helplessly. Wenger said helplessly, "It was Roland who gave the order. I estimate that at least a thousand Golden Sons are coming from all directions."
"A thousand?" Bruce's eyes narrowed into slits.
"That's still a conservative estimate." Wenger smiled bitterly. "My bold guess is that there are at least three thousand."
Three thousand professionals, even if they were all level one, were still a force that couldn't be underestimated.
Besides, many Golden Sons were close to the level of Elite, or LV4. Also, some of them must be level five or even a dozen level six.
With such a force, it wouldn't be difficult for them to destroy a small country if the players didn't fight among themselves.
"Kneel!"
Bruce suddenly shouted.
Wenger's legs buckled and he was about to kneel, but at the critical moment, he supported himself with one hand and fell on one knee instead of two.
At this moment, Wenger's face was twisted in pain.
Something seemed to be commanding his body, and he couldn't control it.
"You're truly awesome." Looking at Wenger who had been fighting against his instincts, Bruce chuckled. "You're strong enough to resist the command of your direct superior."
"Kneel … Kneel to heaven … Kneel to my parents!" While struggling to talk, Wenger slowly rose to his feet with all his strength and even straightened his back. His face was awful, and he was sweating hard. It took all his strength just to stand. "I do have some self-respect."
Looking at the proud Wenger, Bruce heaved a sigh of relief. "For the sake of your character, I'll let it go this time. Christina, lock him in a cell deep inside the cave. Don't let him out. "
"Yes, Lord Bruce."
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