Killing Evolution From a Sword

After suppressing the blood-eyed black tiger, Mond continued to listen to the reports of his subordinates.

"You mean, every time the caravans of the Blood Knife Merchant Group go out, there are a thousand elite Gnoll cavalry behind them?"

"Yes, my lord!"

The wolf cavalry warrior looked at Mond with admiration and reverence, and then continued to speak.

"And, my lord, their caravans are much less now!"

"Basically a resident branch, only one caravan is sent!"

"Do your best to protect this caravan!"

"If there is no resident branch with sufficient strength, several adjacent resident stations will be linked together to develop together!"

Mond nodded, knowing that the Blood Knife Merchant Group was really treacherous and cunning. After a heavy casualty, they began to shrink their defenses.

Waiting for himself to expose his flaws.

The old magician Norman on the side is also thinking about the next plan.

At this moment, another wolf cavalry soldier rushed over.

The wolf cavalry soldier looked a little anxious, as if he had heard very important news.

Mond smiled and said, "Don't worry, what happened!"

Seeing Mond's gentle smile, the soldier's expression immediately eased, and he stepped forward very respectfully.

Norman watched from the side, admiring Mond's methods in his heart.

For his subordinates, Mond's patience is always unexpectedly good.

The wolf cavalry soldier said respectfully and steadily: "My lord, the Blood Knife Merchant Group is on the list of killers in the Blood Soaked Land!"

"With a price of 1,000,000 first-grade Origin Stones, I will offer you... your life as a reward!"

The wolf cavalry said these words very nervously, for fear of offending Mond in the slightest.

After hearing this, Mond smiled faintly: "One million first-grade origin stones, that's ten thousand third-grade origin stones!"

"This is not a low price on the entire list of killers!"

The wolf cavalry warrior, seeing that Mond didn't seem to mind, replied seriously: "Yes, my lord!"

"Now your reward price is second only to the leaders of the major forces!"

Mond laughed loudly: "Hahaha, not bad, not bad!"

"The Blood Knife Merchant Group set such a high reward price for me, which means that we have enough threats!"

"And we finally have a place in this blood-soaked place!"

Norman raised his eyebrows when he heard the news, and said to Mond, "My lord, with such a high reward, I'm afraid we will be targeted by many killers!"

Mond chuckled contemptuously: "What are the killers afraid of!"

"If a random killer can kill me!"

"Then what are you talking about killing back!"

The old magician was shocked.

He knew what Mond's last sentence meant.

Kill back!

Return to the Land of Demon Sealing!

It turns out that in the hearts of adults, this sentence is really not just words.

Mond naturally didn't know what the old magician was thinking.

He thought about it for a while, and asked directly: "Old man, where is the oasis closest to us, with the resident branch of the Blood Knife Merchant Group?"

"Huh? Ah, oh!"

Norman was a little distracted, and only then did he react when he heard Mond's question.

Seeing this confidant who has been with him all the way, Mond couldn't help asking: "Old man, are you too tired?"

"Why don't you take a break!"

"It's just small things now!"

Norman shook his head: "Thank you for your concern!"

"The closest oasis to us, with the resident branch of the Blood Knife Merchant Group, is the Gravel Oasis!"

"Gravel Oasis?!"

Mond repeated the sentence, and then continued to ask: "Do you have more detailed news about the branch of the Blood Knife Merchant Group in the oasis?"

Norman frowned slightly and said, "I know they recently pulled out a caravan!"

"That caravan also guards a thousand elite Jackal warriors!"

"And there are two thousand barren warriors!"

Mond nodded: "Well, what I'm asking is how many soldiers are there in the branch of the Blood Knife Merchant Group in the Gravel Oasis!"

"And the level of fighters in their branch?"

Norman's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said with surprise and excitement: "My lord, what do you mean?"

"Could it be... do you want to take down this branch directly?"

Mond nodded: "It's time too!"

"After training for so long, you still need the experience of blood and fire to grow up!"

Norman was shocked at first, but after thinking about it, it was indeed as Mond said, they had enough troops and strength to attack the resident branch of the Blood Knife Merchant Group.

There are currently 2,600 fighters.

There are a lot of barbarians and werewolf fighters among them.

These fighters are very powerful. As the backbone of the team, their strength should not be underestimated.

Thinking of this, the old magician Norman became excited again.

In his eyes, there is also a strong and incomparable ambition.

"My lord, you are right, we can indeed give it a try!"

Seeing that Norman understood, Mond smiled slightly, and then ordered: "Send the order!"

"Assemble the whole army and fight towards the gravel oasis!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Norman and the two wolf cavalry men roared.

There was excitement in their eyes.

Mond's boldness and the courage shown at this moment made their hearts excited.

Ye Fan also laughed in the body of the soul sword.

As long as the branch of the gravel oasis can be destroyed, it can absorb a lot of law origins and evolution points.

Mond's order was passed on quickly.

In the eyes of all the soldiers, murderous aura began to rise.

Half a month of training, as well as ample food, made each of them have very strong muscles.

Their eyes were full of killing intent.

They are eager to build meritorious deeds with killing and blood.

Looking at the nearly 2,700 energetic fighters of all races, Mond also felt ambition and pride in his heart.

"All ready, let's go!"

Swish Swish Swish——

Everyone got on the back of the land lizard, followed Mond's blood-eyed black tiger, and rushed out of the bloodstone canyon.

Outside, over the wasteland, the sky was clear.

Mond took all the fighters and quietly disappeared at the end of the horizon.

Wolf cavalry, spread far away.

On the one hand, be alert to the surroundings, and on the other hand, identify the direction in front.

After an hour of rapid march, the gravel oasis was clearly in sight.

Mond stretched out his hand, signaling all the troops behind him to stop and rest.

He called a wolf cavalry soldier who was familiar with the route, and after a brief understanding of the situation in the gravel camp.

The troops behind also rested for half an hour.