infodatos Chapter 187 can be sold for a little money.
Chapter 187 can be sold for a little money.
Blackwater City.
The former hustle and bustle is long gone; the cold wind whips up fallen leaves and withered grass, swirling them away on the stone path.
Occasionally, a few soldiers or bandits wearing tattered leather armor and with fierce eyes would hurry by, their steps quick and their eyes wary, as if they were looking for some prey.
Every household kept their doors and windows tightly shut.
Faintly, one could hear suppressed sobs and murmured prayers from inside; it was desperate people pleading for protection from the small statue of the goddess of light in their home.
The church is closed.
The city lord is dead.
The army fled.
This is an abandoned prison.
No one knew whether the next thing to rush in would be bandits, an army, or something even more terrifying.
A corner in the south of the city.
An unassuming little manor, once filled with large granaries of grain, is now crammed with another kind of goods.
—Thousands of Snow Rabbit tribesmen.
All the snow rabbits squatted together, their faces filled with sorrow and their eyes vacant. One of them tightly covered the child's mouth, but tears silently streamed down her cheeks.
The lively little snow rabbits, with blank stares, were held in their mother's arms, too weak to even cry.
despair.
They completely covered the entire granary.
Xueying stood at the entrance of the granary, slowly scanning the faces of despair.
"Don't be afraid."
"After today, we can go together to our eternal resting place."
The sound was very soft.
It carries a sense of despair beyond words, a resolute determination born of utter despair.
Done.
He no longer looked at his clansmen.
He turned around and led five slightly stronger Snow Rabbit tribesmen out of the granary, then closed the heavy wooden door behind him and locked it tightly with thick iron chains.
And around the granary.
It was already surrounded by thick bundles of firewood; a single fire would turn it into a sea of flames.
"Chieftain."
Xueyan choked back a sob as he handed him the dusty bird crest adorned with colorful feathers.
This is the symbol of the Snow Rabbit Clan Chief, which was once held high on the snowfield, representing freedom and hope.
Snow Eagle reached out a slightly trembling hand, took the crest, and gently stroked the faded feathers on it with its rough fingertips.
After arriving at Blackwater Territory.
Charles kept his promise.
They no longer had to hide or flee, no longer had to worry about being captured and enslaved, and could eat their fill and wear clean clothes every day.
He was very grateful.
They naively thought that this kind of life could go on forever.
But with the closure of the Church of Light, the fear that had been hovering over the Snow Rabbit returned, more ferocious than ever before.
Since he couldn't even survive in the human kingdoms, he led his people to a legendary land of peace, free from slavery, slaughter, and fear.
Snow Eagle placed the crest firmly on his head and took a blazing torch from another member of the tribe.
Xueyan and the other four snow rabbits turned their heads away, covered their faces, and low sobs leaked out from between their fingers.
Xueying's body began to tremble uncontrollably. He clenched his teeth tightly and used all his strength to suppress his collapsing emotions.
pity...
Two lines of bloody tears slid down his cheeks.
To survive?
I can't go on living...
Since the knights from the Church of Light left, there have been increasingly malicious glances and disturbances around this small manor.
Snow Eagle knew why they had come, but he wouldn't let them succeed, for he would lead the Snow Rabbit Clan...
Migrate through the flames to that legendary place of peace, to leave this repulsive land of sin forever!
He raised his hand.
He threw the torch toward the granary.
...
Just as the torches were about to ignite the blazing fire that would send off the Snow Rabbit tribe...
Whoosh!
A jet-black arrow,
With unparalleled precision, the torch was pinned to the ground!
Xueying's expression changed drastically.
He turned around abruptly.
His bloodshot eyes were instantly ignited with rage!
At the entrance of the manor, a dozen or so humans clad in leather armor and carrying long swords and short bows had somehow entered.
Their eyes were sinister, and a greedy, cruel smile played on their lips. A faint energy fluctuation emanated from their bodies.
They were all beginner or intermediate level superhumans!
The two leaders were none other than Blackhand and Flower Snake, the two most notorious slave hunters in the North.
Why bother?
Black Hand licked his lips, drew another arrow, nocked it on the bowstring, and spoke in a flippant and malicious tone.
"What's wrong with being sold to nobles as their playthings? They can live a life of luxury without having to work in the sun and wind every day. Many people would envy that."
Snow Eagle's blood was almost frozen.
When the Knights of Light were still around, they only dared to hide, but now that the city's defenses are weak, these jackals have actually broken down the gates!
"Stop them!"
He let out a fierce roar.
Xueyan and three other snow rabbits immediately stood in front of him. They were among the few low-level extraordinary beings in the clan and were the clan leader's last guards.
but...
The slave-catching team was well-prepared.
"Let's do it!"
Black Hand gave a low shout.
More than a dozen slave-catching team members simultaneously threw out specially made, tough nets, which spread out in the air and covered several snow rabbits.
At the same time, several bottles of dark green medicine were smashed to the ground, and a pungent smoke instantly filled the air.
It's a sleeping potion!
In a short moment, Xueyan and his group of five were tightly wrapped in the net, their bodies went limp, and their consciousness quickly faded.
Xueying ignored the scene. He turned around abruptly, picked up the torch that had been knocked down, rushed to the granary door, and lit a bundle of dry firewood.
But just then...
Several arrows pierced the air.
It plunged deep into his back!
The excruciating pain overwhelmed him like a tidal wave. Xueying's vision went black, his legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to his knees.
He bit off the tip of his tongue.
Driven by sheer willpower, he staggered as he tried to extend the torch to another bundle of dry firewood beside him, hoping to spread the fire...
The people inside will then be freed!
...
But several slave hunters pounced on them like wolves!
"court death!"
For slave-catching teams, a low-level extraordinary snow rabbit is a rare commodity that can fetch a good price, while a mid-level snow rabbit is not.
It is classified as a dangerous good.
This must be resolved as soon as possible!
The flashing blades and clashing swords fell mercilessly.
In a short time.
Blood splattered everywhere!
Xueying watched helplessly as a slave hunter kicked away a newly lit firewood, his heart sinking into an abyss.
It's over...
Last hope...
It's off!
He stretched out his blood-soaked hand, trying to snatch the torch, but was met with several steel blades slashing down at him simultaneously.
In just a few seconds, his body was hacked to pieces, and one of his arms was severed, spurting blood everywhere.
As the chilling despair completely consumed his consciousness, what flashed through his mind was not hatred or pain.
Instead...
"Snow Moon!!"
"I have to survive!!"
With his last ounce of strength, he raised his blood-covered face and let out a roar of utter defiance towards the sky!
Pfft!
The sound stopped abruptly.
The headless body of the snow eagle crashed onto the cold ground, blood gushing out.
Those eyes, once full of hope yet now brimming with despair, have lost all their luster and stare blankly at the sky.
...
"Oh shit."
Black Hand spat, grabbed Snow Eagle's rabbit ears, lifted his head, and began to cut his scalp.
There are rabbit ears on its scalp.
They can be made into specimens and sold for a little money.