Transcendent Dawn

"Sure enough... the result is completely different when taking office with troops and taking office without troops. But in the final analysis, it is still power!"

"The force under control is the most direct force, while forces such as family prestige are potential forces."

Sulu wore a mix-and-match colonial shirt and black trousers as he walked through the crowded piers and streets.

He didn't bother to look at the fat man's ugly face, and after confirming that there was nothing abnormal in the Garrison Mansion, he quietly blended in with ordinary people.

Dillon Port is very large, and there is a street and residential area built around the port not far away.

On the way, you can occasionally see a few centaur slaves.

Their upper body is a human, and their lower body is a horse. The males have high bulging tendons and inverted triangle abdominal muscles, and they look like they are good at doing coolies.

The female is quite plump. Although she is wearing a rag bag-like clothes, she still strongly attracts the attention of some men—of course, it is only the upper body.

"On the continent of Zotland, the empire's colonies are mainly a series of ports, presenting a long strip... The most bordering colonies are the tribes of centaurs and gnolls..."

"Among the two, although the centaur has a fierce temperament, it is conservative and loyal, and has the possibility of being tamed as a slave... It just doesn't seem to be able to adapt to the climate of the old continent, and it is rarely seen in the empire..."

In addition, Sulu saw a large number of murals on the wall, all depicting vicious werewolves, and there were many scenes of shooting them with spears and arrows.

"Kill the Gnoll!"

"Kill more gnolls!"

"Attention! If you meet a wolf man in the wild, peel off its sharp claws and wolf skin, you can get an imperial silver coin. If you see a group... may the six gods bless your soul!"

...

From the propaganda, Sulu knew that the jackal man was extremely cruel and cunning, and he had no possibility of becoming a slave.

The only option is to exterminate them.

Even the various colonies have introduced similar policies. With the claws, fur, and wolf teeth of the wolf man, they can be exchanged for a certain amount of money, encouraging the colonists to keep hunting them.

Of course, in turn, what if a citizen of the Empire was captured by a tribe of gnolls?

Then he can choose to eat it raw or grill it, and sacrifice it to the gods.

The racial conflict between the two sides has reached a point where it is completely irresolvable.

Either the Chris Empire will completely withdraw from the Zotland Continent, or the Jackals will be exterminated, there is no third possibility!

Sulu even saw words such as special horse liver and jackal meat on the signboards of some restaurants.

There are also some nagging rumors that these things are good for men's kidneys.

Once this kind of rumor is involved, no matter how disgusting it is, there may be a lot of sales.

"Forget it... I'm not so harsh. Sure enough, the first generation of colonists are the toughest..."

Sulu sighed and walked out of Dylan Port.

Even after being reclaimed by the colonists, the wilderness here is still relatively desolate, and some farmland has been sporadically opened up, planting oats, winter wheat, onions, tomatoes and other crops.

From time to time, there are hunters on horseback patrolling nearby.

Gnolls are very ferocious animals.

They are so hungry that they eat their own kind.

It has never been news that lone werewolves attacking human camps in twos and threes.

Sulu saw a row of warning crosses, on which were the dried corpses of jackals who were nailed to death and bled to death, which served as a threat.

But what about the actual effect...

Sulu felt that if there were no patrollers, it might be taken back by his companions as a sacrifice of bacon and teeth.

...

"A strange land, a lot of hostility..."

Sulu murmured, the perception of the god level spread out, and he got a huge amount of information that was terrifying.

And among these messages, he saw a certain one, and his expression changed.

next moment.

He stepped into the void and disappeared.

...

Colonial Frontier, Scavengers Camp.

"Suppress... put the wolf cubs in and fight again!"

Outside a wooden camp.

Hundreds of gnolls howled and roared, impacting the simple fence.

In the camp, there are dozens of ragged "scavengers". They are the pioneering team of the imperial colonists, the vanguard of the confrontation between human beings and the extraordinary races of the Dark Continent, and they are good at finding various precious resources in the wild.

Of course, the danger faced is also the highest.

At this time, this advance camp was besieged by hundreds of wolf men.

They are generally two meters high, covered with brown or brown bristles, like a werewolf standing upright, and some even hold crude wooden sticks, huge stones and other weapons.

When they charged in front of the camp, a row of muskets smoked.

Puff!

The bullets splashed, and the leaded bullet pierced into the flesh, and immediately began to melt and explode, forming a terrifying injury at least the size of a bowl.

Basically, the jackals who were hit on the trunk were finished, and those who were hit on the limbs also lost their arms and legs, and fell to the ground and howled.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

The terrifying power of the firearms frightened the Wolf man back a lot, but he howled and pounced on amidst the roar from behind.

"A row of guns against Chaofan?"

Sulu watched this scene with a look of interest on his face.

"I never expected to see this classic scene of 'queuing up and shooting'... The jackals on the opposite side are generally equivalent to the strength of a first-order [soldier]. With modern firearms, they can still only leave a large number of corpses. "

But he also knows that it takes courage to line up and shoot tactics.

The reason why this camp can be maintained is completely blocked by obstacles such as railings, dug trenches, and nails.

Otherwise, after a wave of shooting, the jackals would rush in front of them.

"Even so... the ammunition consumption of firearms is a big problem."

He continues to watch.

Sure enough, the next moment, accompanied by the frightened roar of the scavengers, the sound of firing guns became sparse.

A jackal who was taller and stronger than his kind had red eyes, stepped on the corpse of his companion, and rushed into the camp wall.

"Wow!"

It roared to the sky, and its sharp claws tore at the left and right scavengers. The wolf claws were sharp, comparable to daggers, and there were various poisonous bacteria attached to them.

"what!"

The two musketeers screamed, one was directly disembowelled, and the other's arm was broken, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

"Get out!"

The right hand of a female scavenger seemed to swell, and she punched the Gnoll in the chest.

boom!

The gigantic Jackal flew out violently as if hit head-on by a locomotive.

"Ellena, great job!"

The other scavengers were encouraged and finally repelled this wave of gnolls.

Sulu's eyes also fell on the female professional: "[Demon Hunter]? Not only that, I sensed the blood of the Botley family from her..."

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