A few Dark Ones began shouting incoherently, looking anxious.
Then, a commotion broke out among the black-haired Dark Ones around Ye Qingyu. They looked extremely panicky and frightened as they hid back into their caves and huts, especially the females, who looked younger. They were trembling and turned around to flee.
From afar, the sound of some people crying their lungs out could be heard.
They could see some thatched huts that were being set on fire and stone houses being overturned. The smell of blood pervaded the air; evidently, some people had been killed.
Ye Qingyu frowned.
Eleven cocked his head to listen. "My lord, it seems that dark beasts are rampaging over there. We're at the outskirts where bloodthirsty dark beasts frequently charge into people's houses to scavenge for food. It's alright, they'll leave once they're full..."
Ye Qingyu frowned and said, "Let's head over for a look"
They walked a few kilometers ahead. There were people crying and shouting all around them, and the collapse of a few stone houses had crushed a number of Dark Ones to death. Some of them had been burned alive, and the surviving Dark Ones were devastated. They had given up on the idea of fleeing and cried loudly and sorrowfully while hugging the corpses of the deceased...
A huge brown bear was standing a few hundred meters away from them. It breathed fire, lighting up a number of thatched cottages, before seizing a Dark One who was fleeing with its giant paws. In an instant, the beast had bitten off half of the alien's body, and his blood and bones were spewing all over...
Further away were a few hundred grotesquely shaped beasts, consisting of tigers with sharp teeth and the ability to breathe out poisonous mist; ash-gray wolves that spewed wind blades from their mouths; and even pythons a few hundred meters long and as wide as a huge jar. They were extremely vicious as they were hunting down their prey and damaging the property of the Dark Ones with impunity!
What kind of beasts are they?
I have never seen such ferocious beasts in the Vast Thousand Domains before.
Moreover, the energy that they emitted was very strange. They did not contain martial yuan qi aura, and they did not originate from the five elements of nature or any other rare form of power. In fact, such kinds of energy did not exist in the Vast Thousand Domains at all.
Ye Qingyu was somewhat surprised.
The dark-haired aliens fled in panic. A few stronger ones screeched and tried to resist the onslaught of the beasts with iron tools, spears of stone, arrows, and other weapons, but they could not inflict any harm on the beasts. Instead, their attacks increased the ferocity of the creatures.
"Huh?" Eleven suddenly exclaimed, as if he had noticed something.
Ye Qingyu glanced at him.
"My lord, these dark beasts did not come from the wild. They seem to have been reared by someone... They're wearing [Animal Soul Rings], and if I'm not mistaken, they should be the pet beasts of the nobles in Central City. It's fashionable among the people in higher social circles of the Dark Realm to rear these creatures as pets," he said hurriedly.
Ye Qingyu looked at the creatures and also realized that the rampaging dark beasts were indeed wearing gold rings of various shapes and sizes around their necks. Faint yuan qi was emanating from these rings.
"Save the people," Ye Qingyu said. "Slay all these evil beasts."
"Er..." Eleven hesitated before continuing, "My lord, they are the pets of nobles from the Guardian Camp. If..."
Ye Qingyu looked at him, his gaze chilling.
Eleven suddenly felt as though he had entered an ice storage facility. After recalling how brutal Ye Qingyu could be, he did not dare to hesitate any longer. "Yes, sir," he replied.
After speaking, his body flickered and a sword appeared in his hand.
Eleven used to follow Ye Chen around, and he was a top-ranked character in the Golden Armor Army. His level of cultivation had long surpassed the Great Saint realm and he was extremely close to entering the Quasi-emperor realm. It was no big deal for him to slay these beasts, and in the blink of an eye, he had slaughtered all of the pet creatures.
The roar of the beasts came to an abrupt end.
Eleven carried his sword, which was dripping with blood, to Ye Qingyu's side to report back to him.
Ye Qingyu nodded.
The dark-haired aliens who had survived the terrible ordeal looked at Ye Qingyu with a mixture of surprise, shock, gratitude, and respect. They could not comprehend why a Lord Guardian, who was as important to them as a deity, would be willing to save them. Such an incident had not happened for a long time.
There was still crying going around.
A little girl was holding onto her seriously injured, unconscious mother with a dazed look and wailing her lungs out. Her little brother and father had long been devoured by the pet beasts.
Even though Ye Qingyu could not understand the tongue of the Dark Ones, the sorrowful look of the little girl, which was also completely devoid of hope, softened Ye Qingyu's heart immediately.
He had experienced the same kind of despair and sorrow when he was young after the bloody defense of the castle.
"Save them," Ye Qingyu said.
He could see that the beasts had wounded some of the Dark Ones pretty seriously, and the aliens were howling in pain. The power of the dark beasts flowed into their bodies, and judging from the rudimentary medical skills of the aliens, they would most likely be unable to heal their wounds. That would result in their deaths.
The instant his voice died off, snowflakes began to fall from the sky, extinguishing the flames on the thatched huts before disappearing.
Eleven did not dare to hesitate. He hurried over and used up his yuan qi to heal the Dark Ones. The injuries caused by the beasts were frightening, but patching up such wounds were chicken feed for a martial arts expert like Eleven.
At first, the dark-haired Dark Ones could not believe it. They were extremely frightened. Even those who were seriously injured were so scared that they got up regardless of their injuries and kowtowed. They seemed to be praying for mercy...
But then, they understood that the "Guardian" was actually treating their injuries.
Looking at the seriously wounded and dying companions that had completely recovered after receiving treatment from Eleven, the dark-haired aliens were excited and moved. They knelt in circles, shouting something loudly...
"They are thanking Your Excellency for saving them," Eleven said as he walked over. He looked calm, and did not think much of the gratitude of the lowly peasants. He was more concerned about Ye Qingyu's thoughts and continued to speak anxiously. "My lord, a few of them are wounded too heavily. I... can't do anything. The physiques of these peasants are too weak and unable to withstand too much turbulence from the powerful yuan qi. Please forgive me, my lord."
Ye Qingyu glanced at him.
Indeed, dozens of Dark Ones were wounded very seriously and left with just half of their bodies intact. Eleven's techniques could not bring them back to life. One of the victims was the mother of the sorrowful child they had met earlier on.
"Howl, howl..." The girl hugged her mom tightly, as if she had already sensed the inevitable. She crawled up to Eleven and kowtowed heavily, in spite of her injuries. She was screaming something and seemed to be pleading in despair.
Even though Ye Qingyu did not understand their tongue, he could guess that she wanted Eleven to save her mother. After all, he had displayed the skills of a deity in her eyes, and was probably her only hope at the moment.
"Ah Bala..." The little girl begged him. She was terrified and her head was broken, tears flowed, and her face was pleading.
Eleven looked a little embarrassed and said, "Get lost if you want to live."
He had a kind of instinctive disdain and abhorrence for these low-ranking dark-haired aliens. Saving those people had already consumed his precious vitality. These damned fools are really not satisfied, he thought.
The little girl was desperate.
She whined and wailed, holding her mother, who was dying.
She seemed to have thought about something suddenly. She used her tears to wipe her face clean of dirt and mud, revealing a white and clear face. It was a unique kind of beauty, and it turned out that the young girl, who was twelve or thirteen years old, was a rather pretty woman. Her tattered clothes and dirty face had concealed her beauty from the others.
"Howl, ahlawa..." She knelt down before Eleven and pleaded loudly about something. Eventually, she ripped her clothes apart with her hands, revealing her white, slim figure. Small pre-pubescent nubs were on her chest, and she trembled in the wind. Due to long-term malnourishment, her figure was incredibly thin, but her bone structure was very proportional.
This little beauty of the Dark Ones was revealing her most private parts and precious body in front of everyone, and she was crying and pleading.
Even though Ye Qingyu did not understand the language of these dark-haired people, he could guess what the little girl meant.
She wanted to sacrifice her beautiful body and virginity at her own expense, in the hopes that Eleven could save her mother.
At this moment, the little girl's panicky, helpless expression and her tears of despair immediately hurt Ye Qingyu's heart.
Ye Qingyu remembered how he felt when he learned that his parents had died in the battle over the Deer City. He was exactly the same as the little girl in front of him. At that time, no one would help him. He only hoped that if anyone could save his parents, he would give everything he had for that to happen.
When Eleven saw the beautiful body of the little girl, his eyes brightened. When he followed Ye Chen, he collected sex slaves for Ye Chen many times, especially some women among the Dark Ones; some of them were simply natural-born stunners. At present, the little girl was only twelve or thirteen years old, but she was destined to grow into an outstanding beauty in the future.
Eleven could not help himself from harboring some evil thoughts.
"My lord, this..." he turned his head to look at Ye Qingyu and said, "this girl is really a stunning girl, why not..."
Ye Qingyu glanced at him.
Eleven immediately felt all the hairs on his body stand on end.
"My lord, I was wrong, I..." He was so scared that he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.
Ye Qingyu did not look at him anymore, but came down from the flaming tiger and covered the little girl's body with his own. He spoke in the strange tongue of the Dark Ones somewhat brokenly, "Don't be afraid..."
He was already a genius with languages, and he was well-versed in the ancient tongues of deities and demons. After listening to the Dark Ones shouting, coupled with his deduction, he had already grasped the basic phonetics of their language...
The little girl was shocked and looked up at Ye Qingyu.
Ye Qingyu's fingers emanated a silver light that infused into the woman's body. She looked as though she was about to die, but her aura suddenly turned stable and her wounds started to heal slowly. The color returned to her cheeks, and in the blink of an eye, she had regained her vitality.
"Ah... Tingting, run," the woman shouted instinctively upon waking up.
Her thoughts had evidently remained at the point in time before death came over her.
"Mom..." The little girl was overjoyed when she saw her mother coming back to life. She rushed to her mother's arms. As a result, her cloak fell off her body, revealing her body. She was immediately ashamed and quickly put her cloak back on.
All of the dark-haired people around were shocked to see this scene.
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