Chapter 207

In July, on the avenue of the northwest province of Munster, a line of four knights rode on war horses.

"Bender, you didn't say you were going to the little prairie." Said Locke, who was at the forefront of the four.

"If you want to get blood essence, don't think about it in the Empire." Bender paid no attention to Locke's complaint.

"Yes, it's a holiday." Said Raphael on one side.

"Just to see the scenery of the little prairie." This is Gauss.

Originally, only Locke and bender planned to get blood essence. Unexpectedly, after they made an appointment to meet, they met Raphael and Gauss one after another on the road.

Raphael and Gauss, two rich children, didn't come with them for blood essence at all, just like the trial task they had participated in before, just to relieve boredom.

After several months together in the kingdom of ostaliel, the four developed a good friendship, so after meeting halfway, they decided to go to the heel prairie together.

Houllite prairie is located outside the northwest frontier of the omor empire. It was originally a barren land, but I don't know when a group of nomads began to settle there. After captive breeding and farming, it gradually developed into a prairie.

Now, except for two or three nomadic kings, the vast majority of the area is dominated by countless barbarian tribes.

The destination of their trip was a barbarian tribe that had some friendship with Bender's family on the little prairie.

"Are you sure that barbarian tribe has blood essence?" It was Raphael who spoke. He was the best of the four. Blood essence was dispensable to him, but it would be a good thing if he could get it.

No one thinks too much money.

"Well, my father is chief sabili's lifesaver. A little blood essence can still be traded." Bender laughed.

Raphael nodded. Indeed, there are some powerful tribes on the little prairie that will feed giant animals, and blood essence is produced by these giant animals.

"Would you like some guards to accompany you?" Gauss asked. His family was in a province in the northwest of the omor empire. It was easy to pull two or three hundred guards at the command.

"Forget it. It's not good to arouse suspicion." Locke said that although he didn't know what the relationship between the bender family and the barbarian tribe was, taking the soldiers would definitely cause the fear of the tribal leader, especially if the tribe was small.

The four knights are all middle-level attendants, and going out is not weak. Therefore, if they just go to trade with a tribe on the little prairie, it will not be very dangerous.

A group of four people crossed the northwest Gobi and walked out of the imperial border army station. A green prairie appeared in their sight.

"Oh, it's more beautiful than the grasslands inside the Empire." Raphael exclaimed that he had visited many places, but it was his first time to come to the little prairie, which was the main reason why he joined the blood sperm trading team.

"Come on, chief sabili, their tribe is two weeks away from the grassland border!" Bender rode ahead with a rough map in his hand.

Two days later, dozens of yurts appeared on both sides of a emerald green river valley.

Locke has seen a lot of this life style of grassland people in the past half a month, but as soon as the tribe approached, Locke looked at the huge shadow by the river and was stunned.

"What is that?" Locke pointed to the strange creature that looked like an elephant, a deer, a deer, a huge body and had a single horn.

A seven or eight meter yurt has only reached the neck of the giant beast. In terms of body length, the giant beast is probably close to ten meters.

This is what Locke has seen so far, second only to the existence of the two first-class Warcraft scorpion dragons in the Murphy forest.

"Tru beast, haven't you seen it!" Bender smiled and patted Locke on the shoulder. He was very satisfied with Locke's expression, which was the same as his reaction when he first met tru.

Raphael and Gauss were also amazed. They had only seen the high-level Warcraft such as trubeast in the book book book of the Imperial College Library, which was the first time to face it personally.

In the afternoon, four knights from the omor Empire received a warm welcome from the people of this tribe. Bender should have been here several times before. These barbarians were no strangers to him and welcomed bender with their special etiquette.

When the chief of the tribe appeared, the strong man, who was nearly two meters and five meters tall, surprised Locke again. It was estimated that Locke was one of the strongest men he had ever seen.

The arm alone is about to catch up with the thickness of the thigh. The whole is a human Warcraft.

The Shabili chief's personality, like his appearance, was extremely rough.

"To thank you for coming, our tribe will hold a bonfire party tonight!" Chief Shabili said to bender with a smile.

The grassland language is always twisted with a serious dialect. Locke has a deep understanding these days. Fortunately, chief sabili has a loud voice, and Locke is not worried about not understanding what it means. He feels that bender seems to be very important to chief sabili's tribe.

Before the bonfire party began, Locke saw an opportunity to call out bender alone and ask questions.

"Oh, chief sabili's tribe experienced three world wars last year. They urgently need new materials to appease the people and frighten other tribes. This time I represent our family and trade with chief sabili's tribe!" Bender said directly.

"I asked you to bring Kimmel. Did you bring it?" Asked bender.

Locke remembered that bender had told him to bring enough money.

"There are many." Locke hesitated and agreed that he didn't have much money, but there are many things in the space ring that are very valuable, whether it's the fur and blood of Warcraft, some potions, or disposable magic props purchased from Bili's house. I believe they are very popular in this tribe.

"Then don't worry, I will definitely give you a satisfactory number of blood essence!" Bender winked at Locke.

"Now our top priority is to enjoy the ball tonight!" He had been to chief sabili's tribe many times before. Exotic parties always fascinated him as an imperial knight.

The bonfire party at night did not disappoint bender. This guy disappeared at dark. Locke noticed that he had been mixing with two tall female barbarians before that.

In fact, calling these grassland people barbarians means a little discrimination, because these people have no other difference as a whole except that they are a little taller than ordinary people in the Amor Empire and their skin is a little yellow. Even from Locke's aesthetic point of view, female grassland people are healthier and more beautiful than most Amor women.

This is probably the main reason why bender is addicted to it.

Raphael and Gauss are no worse than bender. Perhaps the people of this tribe see that they came with bender and have a very enthusiastic attitude. Three or four grassland women have been embraced.

The two guys of noble origin did not refuse, and the anxious Raphael had already made moves against one.

"Hello!" A lame greeting from the omor Empire appeared in Locke's ear. Locke turned around and saw a prairie woman standing in front of him who was not much taller than others.

"Hello!" Locke replied in Imperial language that he would not make a fool of himself before he learned a few prairie dialects.

This woman can speak the language of the Amor empire. After chatting casually, Locke already knows that she was sent by the people of the tribe to make friends with his imperial aristocracy, but Locke is not interested in fooling around here like Raphael and others.

"Can you tell me about the big guy?" Locke pointed to the huge dark figure in the night.

"Oh, that's the tru beast, the guardian of our Amida tribe." The woman said that her voice was more solemn than before. It seems that the truths are really important to their tribe.

"Is blood essence provided by it?" Locke asked bluntly, pointing to the big guy.

What are the four of them doing here? I believe the people in this tribe know, so Locke didn't beat around the Bush and asked directly.

The woman bit her teeth and said, "yes!"

The producer of blood essence must be a creature with strong Qi and blood. Looking at hundreds of people in this small tribe in an afternoon, Locke can reach the level of strong Qi and blood. Except the chief sabili, there is only the tru beast left.

He hasn't heard that people can also produce blood essence, so it must be a tru beast, but the woman called tru beast as the guardian, and Locke was curious.

Because blood essence contains the source of blood and Qi of a creature, the more it is lost, the creature is not far from death. Generally, it is rare to kill powerful creatures and then capture blood essence in their atrium.

"Our truths are almost on the other side." The woman sighed and said no more.

He stayed on the grassland for half a month anyway. Locke knew that people in this place used to call the place where people went after death the other shore. Therefore, it can be seen that most of the tru beast can't work.

From the daytime, although it was far away, Locke didn't find any signs of weakness in the beast. If this was the state of coming to the other side, how strong was the beast in its heyday? Locke was surprised.

I don't know if I felt the surprise in Locke's heart. In the dark, the tru beast lying on the Bank of the river suddenly raised his long neck and gave a long cry of "Yiwu ~". The sound was so loud that the water in the Bank of the river also fluctuated.

The grassland people who played by the campfire also stopped laughing and prostrated on the ground with piety.

Careful Locke found that there seemed to be a drop of tears in the corners of the eyes of these grassland people.

Thoughtfully looking at the huge figure not far away, he lowered his head again and curled up into a ball.

After a long time, the bonfire party around the yurt rekindled laughter.

Locke touched the space ring in his hand and had made a decision.