Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland.

Chapter 547 Human Skin
"啕——"

The strong smell of blood and stench, coupled with the tragic and bizarre scene, made the unprepared Ren Lin vomit a lot of bitterness.

The warriors who heard the noise hurried over.

As mercenaries fighting on the front line, they were accustomed to big scenes, but the scene before them was something they had never seen before and they were immediately shocked.

The guild's tent had undoubtedly been attacked.

But after people were killed, their skin was completely peeled off, which was almost a cruel method of killing.

Who on earth has such a deep hatred for their Merchant Guild... The warriors looked at each other in confusion.

——If you think about it carefully, it’s quite a lot.

"...Anti-slavery?" someone asked.

The other warrior shook his head in denial.

Although the anti-slavers hated the nobles and slave owners of the United Cities and planned many assassinations and riots, they still tried to be efficient in their actions and would quickly withdraw after achieving their goals.

Skinning can be used to vent anger.

But there is no point in doing so and it will waste precious time windows.

"Don't worry about it... Go investigate and find what we want." Ren Lin stood up with the help of a dark red wooden table, on which the blood had already coagulated. "As for whether it was done by anti-slavers, is it that important? When we return to United City, if it wasn't them, then they were the ones who did it!"

The truth doesn't matter.

It can also further solidify the reputation of these rebels as terrorists, making ordinary imperial civilians avoid them as much as possible and reduce contact with them.

As far as Ren Lin knew, many old cases that had been piled up in the Imperial Police Department were closed over the years because of this - these people were not very good at arresting anti-slavery activists, but they were very skilled at using them to shift the blame.

Happy to see it come to fruition.

After hearing Ren Lin's order, the accompanying warriors also hurriedly searched and rummaged through the pile of corpses... After searching, they were even more surprised to find that the coins and supplies in the original caravan were all there.

The murderer seemed to have no interest in them at all.

Just pure murder...

And took away their skins.

"There is still one alive!" a warrior suddenly reported, pulling out a blood-stained figure.

The other person was naked, with only a few pieces of the guild's uniform hanging on him to prove his identity.

"What happened here? Who attacked us..." The warrior asked a series of questions, "Also, what is your name and position!"

But no matter how he pressed.

All the people who were pulled out said nothing, their faces were expressionless and their eyes were dull.

Except that his eyeballs would follow the warrior's movements, at first glance one would think he was a pale dead man.

If there is anything special about it.

That was the entire tent. Compared to the numerous corpses, this man's skin was relatively intact.

"Don't worry about him, he's probably scared silly!" Ren Lin recovered and scolded, "Nothing is damaged... This is good news, the rest can be slowly questioned after we return!"

For Ren Lin, nothing else was more important than leaving this damn place as soon as possible.

As for the death of so many members of the Chamber of Commerce...

In a sense, it is less cumbersome.

To cross the Valley of Revenge, even if you know the route to the Valley of Revenge, you cannot guarantee safety. And in order to reduce hidden dangers, the fewer people in a group, the better...

呲la.

He pulled out a roll of indigo cloth, which was unusually large, from a marching backpack.

The owner of the backpack had been skinned, and the blood had dyed the entire backpack dark red, seeping deep into it. But the fabric was covered with an inexplicable coating, not only was it not stained with blood, but it also had an oily luster.

Ren Lin smiled.

Before he could feel relieved, he found that the ground beneath his feet began to tremble, and the whole tent began to shake.

Followed by.

A loud thunderclap sounded, bringing with it a scorching air wave that suddenly swept over!

…………

"...Is that the tent of the Merchant Guild?" After going deep into the border of the Land of Revenge, Wu Ma had actually seen the tent from afar.

He immediately understood that Ren Lin had lied to him before.

This way.

The things his son said, the truth behind the beast disaster... became more believable.

A strong sense of regret suddenly welled up in the man's heart.

In fact, he also knew that doing business with the Merchant Guild was no less than seeking the skin of a tiger, but the other party was actually too powerful.

Even though Ren Lin is just a representative, there are not many garrison troops and hired thugs.

But the organization behind him can decide the rise and fall of a region's power with a single word - the White Eyebrow Clan is a giant in Shandi, but compared to the United Cities and Guilds, it is just an ant.

Once they fall out... even if the White Eyebrow Clan occupies the strategic location of the east-west trade hub, the guild will still be able to block them and find another way out.

Can lift you up.

It can also throw you down.

Wu Ma just didn't expect that even though he had tried his best to cooperate, in the end, their entire tribe would still become the price in the transaction and a pawn that could be abandoned at any time.

Thinking of this.

Wu Ma wanted to pick up his knife and rush into the enemy's tent to chop them up... Unfortunately, as the clan leader, he still has his own responsibilities.

The entire White Eyebrow clan.

All moved to the Land of Revenge.

They were only a few thousand meters away from Ren Lin's tent and could see each other at a glance, but all members of the wandering tribe had stopped.

Then, on the charred earth.

The tents were set up.

This is also in accordance with Ji Hai's instructions.

As a nomadic tribe, they were extremely skilled at building tents. The only difference was that at Ji Hai's request, people connected the tents together.

In this way, several large roofs can be formed.

It is enough to accommodate tens of thousands of herdsmen.

The tents were mostly made of the White Eyebrow Clan's own tents that they had dismantled and packed from the river valley... but the core part was a kind of indigo cloth.

It was distributed to everyone by more than a dozen bee-people members of the exiled tribe.

Of course, Wu Ma knows now.

They are the people of the Nameless Clan.

The construction of the tents was in full swing. Wu Ma, as the head of the clan, put aside his airs and led his people to personally participate in the construction and fixing of the tents.

For some reason, he even had a feeling.

After the first tent was built, their subsequent work seemed to have been accelerated...

Perhaps it was due to time constraints.

This is the illusion that arises.

The tents were being built faster and faster and it was getting darker, but people didn't relax at all. Instead, they became more worried and nervous.

Even the valley walls are made of steel.

None of them could stop the herd of beaked beasts.

Naturally, these ordinary barracks made of fur and cloth could not shelter them.

Some people even think that instead of wasting time on this useless task, it is better to continue running deeper into the land of revenge... at least there is still a glimmer of hope.

But now, more people know about it.

They just have to believe.

(End of this chapter)