When dusk fell, the blood monster group did not leave, but followed the advice of Overlord Golden Body and stayed on the spot.
Tens of millions of blood monsters spread out over hundreds of miles, sealing the western entrance of the Mo River to the sea.
Not to mention the battleships, even the passing merchant ships were in bad luck, and were all devoured by the blood monsters.
Although the blood monster is not a water creature, this strange creature can stay in the water for an hour or two without breathing.
The Mo River is not a sea, its deepest point is less than a thousand meters, and the water pressure is not great.
Moreover, there are no powerful sea monsters. The blood monsters can easily cross the 20-mile-wide Mo River along the bottom of the river and run all the way to the north bank of the river and enter the Shangjingchuan area.
In fact, the Golden Body of the Overlord did the same thing, deceiving the blood monster king Goramo, in order to better block the entrance to the sea, and waited for the Octopus Monster to fall into his trap.
A total of three million blood monsters were sent to hunt on the north bank of the river to put pressure on Zhu Yingjun and others.
"Ho ho ho!"
After dinner, the Overlord's golden body swayed three times, and with the steps of a blood monster that disowned his relatives, he led the big henchman to a place where the prisoners were held.
In fact, it is an open space in the middle of a group of blood monsters. There is not even a fence, let alone a wall.
There are more than 30,000 Shui Tribe surrendered soldiers imprisoned here, and they are all warriors of the third level or above. It can be regarded as a fine grain warehouse.
All of them were sitting or lying on the ground with gray faces. Seeing the appearance of the Overlord's golden body, their dead eyes were filled with fear.
"The blood monster is here to arrest people again, run away!"
"Wherever you go, don't move!"
"Oh, oh, oh, sir, please, I still have an eighty-year-old mother at home, let me in!"
The outermost ones have the lowest strength, which also means they are the first to be eaten by blood monsters, and the innermost ones have higher strength.
The prisoners thought it was a blood monster coming to grab food. Those on the outside tried their best to squeeze in, but those inside refused and took action to stop them.
The soldiers who were originally all members of the Paoze clan became naked and bloody in the face of life and death.
During the obstruction, some people used combat skills, and some soldiers who were injured or had their legs broken were thrown to the outside.
"Hoho, take these back and cook them for the boss as a midnight snack. Be quick!"
The Overlord's golden body had no expression on his face, and he whispered instructions to the big man behind him, then moved his long legs and walked towards the center of the prisoners.
"Sir, what level of food do you want? We will prepare it for you!"
A seventh-level water tribe general came up to him with a stutter, and knelt down. There was no trace of the dignity of a strong human being.
Seeing this, Overlord Golden Body had a good harvest on this day, and the only good mood he had was gone.
He said patiently: "My name is Xukou, you should have heard of me, go and call your person in charge!"
"Xekou, are you Master Xekou?" The seventh-level powerhouse was stunned for a moment, then his face became overjoyed, and he almost cried with excitement.
If we say that among the blood monsters, the only one who can give them hope is the legendary high-level blood monster Xue Mouth who is relatively charitable to humans.
As if seeing a glimmer of light in hell, a glimmer of hope in the face of certain death, all the prisoners of war around him became excited.
"Woooooooo, it's Xekou, it's Master Xekou, maybe we can be saved!"
"Didn't Lord Xuekou say that he is more than ten meters tall and has an eighth-level cultivation level? Why is this one almost thirty meters tall?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Lord Xuekou must have been promoted to the ninth level. He must be the ninth level demigod!"
"Great, Lord Xuekou has been promoted to the ninth level, and his power will be even greater!"
"Lord Xuekou, please, save us!"
There was a sixth-level water tribe general who, in a state of great sorrow and joy, had a nervous breakdown. He lay on the ground and began to cry loudly. Then, as if it was contagious, others knelt down and begged.
"Sir, Master Xuekou, I don't want to die, please save us?"
"Woo woo woo, as long as you can let me live, I am willing to work as a cow or a horse to repay your kindness."
"Xekou, where is Master Xekou?"
In the middle, Squadron Captain Lan Ou stumbled out with a group of high-level water tribe generals. When he saw the thirty-meter-tall golden body of the Overlord, he was stunned in shock.
"Nine, ninth level demigod realm!"
The aura of the ninth level was overflowing, like a deep ocean, how could he not be able to distinguish it.
He was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed. Like everyone else, he also felt that the higher the level of the blood mouth, the greater the hope of survival.
"Lord Xuekou, I am the squadron commander Lan Ou. As long as you can save the lives of us people, we can agree to any conditions!"
Lan Ou bent down and saluted respectfully. He still had some courage and did not kneel on the ground like the previous seventh-level man.
Overlord Golden Body's expression softened slightly: "Hoho, the ransom is as long as Richard, the prince of the water tribe, is willing to return to the sea.
And if you pay 30,000 pieces of soul-nurturing jade as a ransom, I will let you live!
Otherwise, you are all food!"
"Thirty thousand pieces of soul-nurturing jade?" Lan Ou was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his head. Even if the Shui tribe was rich and wealthy, thirty thousand yuan of soul-nurturing jade was not a small number.
But compared to Xiao Ming, it's nothing. The Lan family is also a wealthy aquatic family.
As for the Shui tribe's army retreating to the sea, it is not a problem.
The outlet to the sea was occupied and hundreds of thousands of people were killed. If there was a chance to return to the sea, even if the third prince was not willing, his generals would not agree.
So, he is not worried.
"Master Xuekou, I will write a letter to the third prince right now. Even if the third prince is unwilling to hand it over, my Lan family is willing to hand over a thousand soul-nurturing jade to redeem my life!" Lan Ou gritted his teeth and said loudly.
"I'm also willing to pay, I'll pay one thousand and fifty, I'm the third son of the Gu family!"
"And me, I'll pay three thousand!"
Good guy, Lan Ou started, and other high-ranking generals followed suit. Some of them were richer and richer than Lan Ou. The most powerful one was the seventh-level man who was kowtowing just now and shouted three thousand.
Overlord Jin Xin did a simple calculation in his mind and found that he already had more than 50,000 soul-nurturing jade. He could do this faster than he could rob the Yanguang family!
"Is the Water Tribe so rich?"
The golden body of the Overlord stared with his eyes open and his mouth opened. Fortunately, it was in the shape of a blood monster, so it looked ferocious and terrifying, otherwise it would have definitely looked like a shock.
"The money is expensive. Come out and count these people, then write a letter and send a few prisoners to deliver it!"
"Okay!" Qian Gui, the commander who had been in Reef City, ran out from behind in a hurry, holding a booklet in his hand, his eyes gleaming.
"Thank you, sir!"
"Thank you, Lord Blood Monster. You are really good news to us humans. Woohoo, you don't have to die anymore!"
"I want to go home. This land is too scary. I will never come back again!"
Finally seeing life, a large group of people sat on the ground and started crying, including the blue gulls, who were breathing heavily and smiling unconsciously.
People who have not experienced the aftermath of the disaster will not understand. It turns out that living is the greatest happiness!