Origin Paradise!

As the Radiant Element dissipated, Mirai Kamishiro gasped for breath. Having escaped one danger only to fall into another, her life was indeed filled with misfortune.

"I need you to do something," Jiang He said.

“Please speak, senior,” Mirai Kamishiro replied softly.

Yu Jianyue said gently, "We have about a million savages that we want to sell to Duke Merrick, but now that the fortresses are at war with the Empire, we don't want to get involved. So we'd like to trouble you to pass on a message."

Mirai Kamishiro's face fell as she frankly said, "Senior, due to the impact of the plague, the Duke has invested his last savings into the war. The family may not have much money now, and I'm not sure if the Duke is willing to mortgage the fortress to the Prince."

Vampire princes are mostly elite beings from the heroic era, whose status is second only to the progenitor, and are equivalent to the princes of various clans and vassal states of the empire.

Yu Jianyue smiled and said, "You just need to pass on the message."

"In addition, to ensure your motivation, the duke will grant you the title of marquis, and the source blood is very valuable."

That's not necessarily true... Jiang He got up and went behind the tool man.

A vampire with a noble title can bestow a very limited amount of source blood in their lifetime. After being transformed into a member of the clan, they can naturally control life and death, but in the face of the final time loop, the number of times they can do so is actually not very limited.

Kamishiro Mirai was somewhat flustered. She hadn't expected that the other party in this transaction would be a vampire duke. There were no conditions to set up a ceremony, and the other party might use a primitive method of bestowal.

"Please... take it easy..."

puff!

A karate chop pierced his heart from behind.

Kamishiro Mirai vomited a mouthful of blood, her face blank and helpless. Accompanied by excruciating pain, a warm current washed over her body. The new source blood seemed to contain extreme emotions, and an indescribable hunger quickly arose. Anxiety, greed, madness, and violence combined to form a terrifying craving for food, and the desire for power almost surpassed everything else.

The Gluttony Clan's bloodline is currently of equal quality to the Thorn Clan's, both being at the Duke level. The two are on par and flow in the bloodline of the future Age of Gods.

This time, the Tsukuyomi personality disappeared for some unknown reason.

A quarter of an hour later, the Radiant Element Rope disintegrated.

Kamishiro Mirai landed unsteadily, and the life points stored in the Golden Heart healed her wounds.

Yu Jianyue pulled the other person up and said, "We will send you back to the Infernal Fortress. If you don't come back, you'd better think it over."

Mirai Kamishiro nodded weakly in response.

The three rode together on one horse, but the gray warhorse then turned around and charged back into the forest.

Yu Jianyue blinked. "Ash, you haven't gone the wrong way, have you?"

Jiang He casually said, "The chief is leading the search. Let's go back and finish one last job before we leave."

The gray warhorse detoured back and returned two hours later to the large tribe that had taken away the future of the Gods.

Ten thousand fierce guards filed out of the domain gate, three fierce generals plundered the tribe, the gunshots of the Mind Revolver - Instant Echo were endless, and evil energy bullets shot and killed the remaining golden warriors.

Boom!

Jiang He threw the Spear of Destiny, instantly killing the chief in charge of guarding the tribe. The savages of the Golden Age had no territory and lacked a second life, which was one of the important reasons why they could not gain a foothold between the dark races and the empire.

Within half a quarter of an hour, all the strong warriors left behind by the tribe had perished.

Before the massive gate, vicious guards escorted the savages in quickly. Ah Er personally drew his sword, and upon encountering a male savage, he would immediately behead him, regardless of the blood and gore. If there was any hesitation, he would behead him on the spot. His patience was almost nonexistent.

As the imprisonment progressed to the halfway point, a furious roar, as if it wanted to devour anyone, echoed through the forest. The ferocious aura wafted over from afar, turning Mirai Kamishiro's face ashen on horseback.

Jiang He immediately ordered a retreat, the Black Sun Domain was fully deployed, and the Evil Fiend Guards returned to their personal imperial city.

Boom boom boom!

Huge rocks fell from both sides as the gray warhorse galloped into the forest. Jiang He still had the leisure to examine the top-level body-refining technique in her hand. In the eyes of the savages, the future of the Divine Era was a high-level tribute. The large tribe she finally arrived at was relatively the strongest.

"Giant Steel Body Refinement Technique, what kind of weird name is that?"

In the tribe, Giant Steel stared intently at the departing figure.

As the chieftain of the tribe, he could not tolerate such humiliation.

"Wow wow wow!"

The warriors who went out to search all knelt down, and the chieftain swore an oath to hunt down the man on horseback, to the ends of the earth.

Chapter 463 Duke of the Dark Raven

The following evening, at the Infernal Fortress.

A fierce wind howled, swirling up dust and smoke. The fortress gates were half-closed, and the interior was desolate. The once neatly arranged barracks were now mostly collapsed, overgrown with weeds.

The once bustling construction area is now riddled with jagged cracks in the ground. The thorny flagpoles are long gone, half-buried in the dust. The watchtowers are leaning, their bodies riddled with cracks. The cold wind rushes in from the city gates, sweeping across this decaying fortress.

Inside the castle, Duke Merrick held a wine glass, occasionally tasting the fresh blood inside.

Because he had been promoted to hero less than half a year ago, among his relatives, only the deputy warden was at the peak of the Gold rank.

The deputy warden's death has only worsened the situation.

But at this moment, the Duke of Merrick was all smiles.

In sight, five elite divisions were moving into the fortress, each with a force of a million men, led by a marquis of the highest rank, and fully equipped with officers and supplies at all levels.

Not only that, the leader of this massive force is the renowned Duke of Dark Raven, who has been a hero for a century.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The Duke of Merrick burst into laughter.

He has mortgaged the Infernal Fortress to Prince Thorn, thereby gaining the support of five divisions and a duke. This war against Dali will be the beginning of his path to becoming a king.

The Infinity Fortress is characterized by its confined space, making it far more valuable than ordinary fortresses.

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Mirai Kamishiro walked into the castle room with her head down, her hands clasped in front of her, looking uneasy.

The Duke of Merrick had a rather kind look in his eyes.

The plague killed a number of people, the attack on Siming City resulted in casualties and disappearances, and another group secretly escaped. Now, the remaining relatives are extremely scarce.

“I’m so glad you’re back. What’s wrong?” Duke Merrick asked with a smile.

Mirai Kamishiro sensed that the Duke's mental state was somewhat abnormal, but when she thought that she was also powerless to control her own destiny, she no longer hesitated and said, "Your Grace, on my way back to the fortress, I was captured by a savage tribe from the Undying Forest. A kind person rescued me and said that he had many savages and was planning to sell them."

"Hmph." Duke Merrick sneered a few times. "It seems there are quite a few vultures that have smelled carrion lately. Everyone wants to come and take a bite out of my Infernal Fortress. Thousands or tens of thousands, tell me."

"One million four hundred and seventy thousand, none of them are at the Gold rank, but as for the core Silver rank forces, not a single one is missing."

"Hiss~"

Duke Merrick leaned back slightly, immediately calming his mind and beginning to ponder. In fact, he was not without concerns about the foreign aid troops. Without a core group to build the framework, these foreign aid troops might take advantage of Duke Dark Raven's disobedience to his commands.

With only a few hundred thousand of their direct descendants remaining, this is an extremely dangerous number. Transforming the savages into fighting blood servants to bolster their strength is, in fact, quite necessary at present.

Duke Merrick asked in a cold voice, "Where is the other side located?"

Kamishiro Mirai panicked and said, "The other party is also a duke, but we don't know his background."

Duke Merrick narrowed his eyes. That made sense. To lead such a large number of savages out of the Undying Forest, they must have the power to disregard multiple chieftains.

"Troops, troops, troops..."

Duke Merrick's face showed a hint of madness as he laughed, "Haha, since that's the case, take my Thorn Contract and go back to him. Two million source gold, plus the Thorn Sword as collateral. Tell him to keep it safe. One day, I will redeem it."

Mirai Kamishiro was shocked. The Thorn Sword was the Duke's epic main weapon, and now even that had been mortgaged. She dared not imagine what would happen to her in the future.

……

Outside the Infernal Fortress.

The gray warhorse stood quietly on the grass, for as a being of skill and energy, it did not need to eat or rest.

Bang!

The two wine jugs clinked together.

On the mountain of wine jugs, Yu Jianyue gulped down several large mouthfuls, his face flushed with drunkenness, his eyes barely open.

"Supreme Dragon Blood Wine..."

"Abundant food...that's fantastic."

Even if you have ulterior motives, I'll accept it.

"The premise is that...the fog is cleared."

"Look me in the eye!!"

Jiang He was speechless. If he was just having a light drink, the other person was clearly drunk. However, as a drinking buddy, the other person was still quite competent, at least he didn't say he couldn't drink anymore.

The time it takes to burn a lemon mosquito coil has passed.

At the end of the line of sight, Mirai Kamishiro jogged up to me.

"Senior, the Duke's Thorn Blood Pact."

Jiang He took it and examined it closely. This thing was clearly a derivative of the mythological form, possessing the ability to force a contract at the cost of death. Duke Merrick planned to mortgage the Thorn Sword and spend only two million source gold to buy all the savages.

A pledge means that the other party cannot renege on the pledge once they have the ability to redeem it. The Thorn Blood Pact is an epic rank and also applies to dukes.

"This guy has gone mad," Jiang He thought to herself.

If the Infernal Fortress is like the Duke of Merrick's newly purchased house, and the Deputy Warden is like a close relative who is like the Duke's right-hand man, then losing both of them is indeed a major blow. However, in the realm of the extraordinary, one's own strength should be the most important thing.

"Unless Merrick has a problem with his abilities, he probably wouldn't value external things so much."

Jiang He frowned inwardly. This was just baseless speculation. He had no way of knowing the inside story of the Winter War or the truth behind the Silhouette Project. All he knew for now was that Merrick had been promoted in that war.

After a moment's thought, Jiang He examined himself and then cut his fingertip to sign the Thorn Blood Pact. The instant the Duke's blood and the aura of the mythical form merged, the blood pact turned into specks of light that entered his body, like thorn seeds buried deep within his bloodline.

Jiang He knew without a doubt that Duke Merrick must have left loopholes for himself in this theoretically fair contract, but it didn't matter, as the time ring could eventually destroy the blood pact effect.

The transaction began, and over a million savages emerged from the domain gate, heading towards the direction of the Infernal Fortress, where reinforcements from outside the army were sent to escort them.

Mirai Kamishiro made a round trip, delivering the Thorn Sword and two enormous wooden crates.

Inside the Duke's castle, Merrick gazed into the distance until he saw the mythical form that vaguely appeared as the traders signed the contract, which completely dispelled his idea of ​​intercepting them directly.

Inside the room, an elderly duchess paced slowly, glancing around at the jars of blood honey on the cabinet and scoffing at these inferior collections.

"You fool, this place is not as good as the bird's nest I prepared for you."

Duke Raven spoke as if no one else was there, completely disregarding the opinion of the host.

Wuhe didn't care about the old woman's opinion either. He stared blankly into the distance. If his companion's senses were correct, then that should be the leader.

"Duke, I'd like to go out and fly around a couple of times."

"No, you have to stay by my side. Besides, didn't you fly several times last week?"

Wuhe gritted his teeth inwardly. His boss never restricted his freedom. Once his boss was promoted to hero, he would definitely invite him over and beat this guy who should have been buried long ago to death.

"Hehehe, that makes sense too."

Duke Dark Raven smiled with satisfaction. A born Earl-level Blood Raven was a rare find, and moreover, it was well-behaved and sensible, proving that her careful care had not been in vain.

Chapter 464 Devouring the Thorn Sword

On the Dali Plain, a blood moon hangs high in the sky.

The eerie moonlight illuminated the plain, and the fierce wind raged across the wilderness, howling mournfully. Wild grass swayed wildly in the wind, like countless limbs twisting and struggling. The dark shadows of withered trees bared their fangs and claws, and broken branches lay scattered on the ground, a scene of desolation and chaos.

The gray warhorse galloped across the plain, and a few startled wild beasts retreated to make way in the distance. Occasionally, birds flew low overhead, emitting sharp cries, before disappearing into the vast night.

Yu Jianyue died drunk on horseback. Her long hair, simply braided, swayed behind her slender back. Her fair neck, usually hidden by her long hair, was faintly visible behind her loose collar.

A layer of mixed source energy from the famous gun flowed slowly, covering the shirt and black stockings on the legs, finally reaching the soles of the boots and the toes, like a defensive armor that rose up on its own.

The Ten Famous Guns of the Eternal Dark World are all the masterpieces of alchemy masters throughout history. One of their core elements is the pure soul of a king, which erases impurities such as thoughts, personal imprints, and emotional tendencies, catalyzing the creation of a gun spirit that is like a newborn.

At its peak, a famous gun can display a destructive power almost comparable to that of a king in person. Of course, as a weapon, theoretically, it can only unleash its full potential when wielded by a king.

On the gray warhorse, Jiang He focused his mind on circulating his divine thoughts, combining the dozen or so body-refining techniques at hand with his ten thousand years of martial arts experience and the epic "All Stars Surround the Sword Scripture" to compile a body-refining method that was uniquely his own.

Strictly speaking, the new "Astral Technique" is comparable to an epic-level technique when practiced by oneself. However, due to its custom-made nature, when given to others, it is usually only considered a top-tier item among the Undying-level techniques, without any fundamental transformation.

“Si Ning is an exception.” Jiang He thought to himself. Since the main body of the technique comes from the sword scripture that the other party mainly cultivates, this guy has a natural and huge advantage in terms of compatibility. After all, he only has this one epic technique at present, and there are almost no specific choices.