Chapter 359: Silver City Spurs (1)

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Caravan!

Dozens of caravans!

A dozen caravans lined up in a regular array, running in the darkness and silence of the wilderness of the Negras Empire! The axle rotates gurglingly, matching the rhythmic pace of the undead horse in front, as if it is playing exciting percussion all the time.

"I'm so exhausted... This is my first assigned mission! I didn't expect being a mercenary to be so troublesome!"

While the caravan was speeding through the cracked earth, the vampires in the car either closed their eyes and rested to restore their magic power, or replenished their physical strength with champagne and wine. Of course, there were also a few young vampires who couldn't sit still and started chatting.

"That is to say, the mercenary tasks are many and tiring, and there is not much money to be made. The little money the leader earns is not enough to pay our wages, although it has been discounted by 10%!"

Someone spoke up, and naturally someone responded. After he complained, the people next to him said yes again and again, especially the twist in the last sentence, which caused a lot of laughter.

But after the laughter, they ushered in a brief silence - the rules set by George were that those who defeated him or his lieutenants could have their annual income rise from one hundred gold coins to one thousand gold coins. However, so far, Even though the size of the Reaper mercenary group has expanded, the number of vampire members has increased day by day, and challengers have continued one after another, no one has been able to successfully obtain the full annual salary.

What makes these young vampires feel both admiration and despair at the same time is that while they are still wrestling with the outcome, the strength of their leader George is increasing step by step. He is already at the peak of the third level. In some days, George might only need an opportunity to break through the fourth level!

The third-level combat power is the standard combat power for all the main forces in this plane, but the fourth-level combat power is the first step for the truly powerful people in this plane. Among the vampires, the fourth-level combat power is Power, that is the stage that belongs to the senior elders of the blood clan and the head of the blood clan!

"Speaking of which, have you ever felt that the leader of the group has been particularly irritable recently? If something doesn't go his way, he'll get angry right away?"

"Shh... keep your voice down! It turns out you feel the same way. It seems there is something wrong. Boss, what do you think?"

"I'm too lazy to think so much. Now that I've signed the contract, as long as the leader can still give orders, he will be my leader. Isn't the next stop the territory of the Asmodeus family? I hope these girls are in their rooms. Having a bed that doesn’t vibrate allows me to have a good sleep!”

This young vampire known as "The Boss" is none other than Lincoln Belial, the direct heir of the Belial family.

After Lincoln forced himself to finish speaking these words, his eyelids began to fight again, and unknowingly, the young vampire fell into sleep again.

But in a daze, he seemed to hear his two followers arguing enthusiastically about which custom shop in the Asmod family territory was the most unforgettable.