Alien Summoning System

Chapter 67 Punk Town

In Chinese myths and legends, the witch clan has many roles, from wizards who are good at all kinds of weird and vicious spells, to powerful races who ruled the world with the monster clan in ancient times, but no matter in which kind of legend, the witch is powerful, There is no doubt about it.

"System, what's going on?" Zhuo Ao connected his thoughts to the system. The old demons are definitely not the Wu clan. There are very clear records of the Wu clan in the Maoshan secret art, so it is impossible to admit the mistake, but now, looking at Tingting's appearance Transforming into a witch.

"During the casting of the Secret Record of the Demon Sacrifice and Refining, the caster and the person performing the sacrifice are not the same person, and there is a slight difference, which activates the hidden blood in Ren Tingting's blood and successfully awakens the ancient inheritance. As far as the Secret Record of the Demon Sacrifice is concerned, it is a Failed work, but so far, the side effects are benign."

No wonder Tingting is so different from the Old Demon in the records, but Zhuo Ao did not expect that Ren Tingting was a descendant of the five races.

"The host should not be surprised. In fact, in ancient times, the Wu race and the human race intermarried and reproduced. Theoretically speaking, after countless years of blood continuation, more than ninety-nine percent of people in modern times have a meager Wu race blood in their bodies, but Not one in a billion can be successfully activated, if there was a slight deviation in the sacrifice at that time, the result might be different."

Zhuo Ao couldn't help being silent when he heard the words, he was familiar with the secret records of the Heavenly Demon Sacrifice, how his natural way would be different, if the Human Demon Sacrifice failed, there would be a ninety-nine percent chance that he would completely annihilate his sanity, and become a man without any thoughts. Human puppets are even worse than zombies. Fortunately, they succeeded in the end, and the effect seems to be good, even a bit against the sky.

The next itinerary was calm and smooth, and we arrived in Punk Town smoothly.

Punk Town is not only the border of Leysen Province, but also the borderland of the entire Aolong Empire. From the perspective of terrain, it is connected to the Death Mountain, bordering the Bantu Empire to the north, and directly to Leysen if it goes south. In the hinterland of the province, the mysterious Boloni Strait is placed between the Death Mountain and the Bantu Empire, forming a natural barrier. It is also rich in resources and pleasant scenery. It produces a lot of rich materials, from monster crystal nuclei to magic crystal veins, suitable for alchemy The experimental black ochre, and even a small mithril vein, are definitely a cornucopia for the Leysin province, fully qualified as a military town.

However, according to the information obtained from Pete, there are not many troops stationed here in Leysin Province. There is only a squadron of swordsmen battalion, which is a permanent force of about 200 people.

"It's impossible." Hearing Zhuo Ao's question, the middle-aged businessman Pete shook his head with a wry smile and said, "There are many races in Punk Town, including Sea Clan from the Bologna Strait, orcs from the Death Mountain, Bantu The barbarians, dwarves, cavemen and even elves who fled from the wild lands of the empire are very resistant to humans, especially those black-hearted slave traders, who poach these races every year in order to make huge profits, making them very difficult to enter The humans in Punk Town are very resistant, and even less willing to accept human rule."

After a pause, Pete continued: "In the past, there were some powerful governors who hoped to completely occupy this treasure land, and they did not hesitate to send troops to suppress it, but these races are not fools, so they retreated to the strait and forest. Then after the human army leaves, it will launch a crazy revenge. It is a disaster. Not only can it not get any wealth, but it will lose a lot of troops. In the end, no one will take care of it anymore. Punk Town gradually To form its own order, Leysin Province can send lords here, but has no right to collect any taxes from them, let alone manage these races. Once this bottom line is touched, it will be resisted by all races, but this The situation may be rewritten recently."

"How to say?" Zhuo Ao looked at Pete, motioning for him to continue talking.

"I heard that a lord was sent this time, a tenth-rank holy swordsman, who will stay here permanently in order to suppress these forces and even get the support of the Temple of Light." Pete shook his head and sighed: "It's just that As soon as it comes, Punk Town may be in chaos for a while again, I am going to finish this business trip, and I will take a short rest until it stabilizes."

Tenth-rank holy swordsman?
Zhuo Ao looked at the town that gradually became clear in the distance, and frowned slightly. He faintly felt that this matter was related to the Fighting King Tournament that day. The person in charge, just because of his own reasons, destroyed the ultimate goal of the Fighting King Tournament arranged by Tris, and these talents had no choice but to stand up in person, otherwise a master of the holy swordsman level is enough to serve as the governor or even higher. The position, Ares, the Governor of Leysin Province, disclosed his strength to the public a year ago, but he was only an eighth-level golden swordsman.

It seems that this territory of his own is not so easy to obtain.

Zhuo Ao rested his head on the backrest of the carriage, clasped his index fingers with his hands, and looked forward calmly. What really interested him was not the territory itself, but how attractive this territory was, which could mobilize the forces behind it. A holy swordsman, even the Holy See is involved?

You know, there are many different races in Punk Town, no matter the orcs, sea races, elves, or dwarves, they all have their own beliefs. It doesn't make any sense for the Church of Light to set up a church here, but the Holy See of Light will really do such a meaningless thing thing?

"Lord Zhuo Ao, Punk Town is here." While thinking, Pete said respectfully outside the carriage.

"Let's go, get out of the carriage." Zhuo Ao took Ren Tingting and got off the carriage.

"Husband, where are we going?" Ren Tingting looked at Zhuo Ao and asked after declining Pete's warm invitation.

"In short, let's find a place to stay first." Zhuo Ao looked at the street, a humanoid creature with a dog's head unscrupulously looked at him with scrutiny, frowned slightly, and took Ren Tingting away quickly, after the green dragon became smaller There was nothing aggressive about it, and it looked deceptive, like a harmless pet that didn't bother to hide.

The town is not big, without the protection of the city wall, the layout of the streets is a bit messy, in addition to the common houses, Zhuo Ao also saw a few tree houses, there are all kinds of races walking on the streets, just like what Pete said, there are people from all walks of life. All kinds of orcs, barbarians with tall stature and ugly faces, dwarves who can only reach Zhuo Ao's waist height, but not many noble and elegant elves.

However, the town that was supposed to be thriving now has a strong smell of gunpowder everywhere, and the eyes of these foreigners often come with a strong sense of vigilance and vigilance.

It seems that if you want to know something, it is impossible to get any news on this street, because at a glance, there are almost no human races, and even if there are occasional people, they are in a hurry.

"Friend, how do I get to the mercenary union?" Zhuo Ao stopped a dwarf and asked, the mercenary union and taverns are usually the places where news spreads the fastest.

The dwarf stopped, looked up at Zhuo Ao, and pointed to the street: "Go straight along this street, turn right at the first intersection and you will see it." Although his tone was not friendly, he still told Zhuo Ao proud answer.

"Thank you." Zhuo Ao nodded. Among many races, dwarves are relatively familiar to Zhuo Ao. His Dragon Spear was made by a dwarf master. It is of excellent quality and durable.

"Husband, these people look so strange." Ren Tingting followed Zhuo Ao, looked at the crowds around, and said doubtfully.

"Keep your voice down, don't let them hear you." Zhuo Ao shook his head, signaling her to keep quiet, and at the same time strode towards the mercenary union in the direction pointed by the dwarf. , while becoming a high-level fighter, they will be arranged by the Colosseum to join the mercenary union. It is said that Tris also has a mercenary team. These high-level fighters are all backup members of the mercenary group. , this mercenary group also disappeared in the mainland, probably already submerged in that disaster, so Zhuo Ao's current identity is a free mercenary.

Unlike the rattling swords on the streets, the mercenary union is very lively. For mercenaries, Punk Town is a supply town that enters the Death Mountain. Explore the mysteries of the Death Mountain, or return from the Death Mountain, deliver tasks and relax your nervous spirit.

When Zhuo Ao took Ren Tingting into the mercenary union, it immediately attracted a lot of attention. Black hair is rare in this continent, otherwise Zhuo Ao would not have been called black hair in the Colosseum. Boy, especially Ren Tingting is still a sweet-looking beautiful girl with a soft outline, which is very different from the temperament of western beauties, which made many mercenaries shine.

There were even quite a few frivolous mercenaries who started talking nonsense.

Zhuo Ao frowned slightly, and as soon as he let go of his aura, the aura of a tenth-rank powerhouse exploded, and the temperature in the entire guild hall seemed to drop a few degrees. Everyone looked at Zhuo Ao in amazement. He is a strong man who hides deep, and he looked back at Ren Tingting unscrupulously. The world of mercenaries pays more attention to the respect of the strong, and no one is willing to easily offend a strong man.

"I need to know everything that happened in Punk Town in the past year." Zhuo Ao went straight to the counter and showed his mercenary badge. In addition to issuing tasks, the mercenary union is also one of the strongest intelligence organizations on the mainland. one.

"Sir, because of your mercenary badge, you don't have any mission completion records, so you have to pay five gold coins to get relevant information." The handsome lady in front of the stage said respectfully to Zhuo Ao.

"Yes." Zhuo Ao took out five gold coins from the portable space and put them on the counter, took a stack of documents from the other party, took Ren Tingting with him, sat down in an empty seat, and began to check the documents.

(End of this chapter)