In the silence, only the street that Su Mingan saw was the most colorful, with all kinds of lights and shadows flickering in it, and a strong fragrance could be smelled here.

Flower Street.

Chaos, filth, excitement, danger.

Frankly speaking, it was his first time to come to this kind of place.

The moment I stepped into this street, a strong smell of alcohol rushed up. Various drunk people were sitting on the street, and melodious singing floated in the air, carrying a unique exotic tune.

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He did not go directly to the center, but turned from the right into a dark alley.

Flower Street has only one main street running smoothly from north to south, with red buildings, taverns, casinos and other storefronts on both sides. Behind the storefronts, there are dark alleys extending in all directions. The situation inside is extremely chaotic, and it is the place where deaths occur every night.

Because they are afraid of alerting others, and because it is difficult to distinguish between normal humans and soul races, soul hunters are helpless in such alleys.

The soul clan can gain strength by absorbing human souls. As long as they still have breath, they can come back after killing one person. The more people there are, the more beneficial it is to them.

The human sea strategy is completely useless. To deal with the Soul Clan, we can only fight in an elite and dispersed manner.

Su Mingan turned into the alley and raised his head.

An exceptionally cold breeze hit him, and the dark alley was as deep as a black hole.

Although the smell was not obvious, he could already smell it. There was a smell of blood in the alley.

Perhaps his identity as a soul clan made his sense of smell a little sensitive. When he turned into the alley, the smell of human blood seemed to draw him in, pointing him in the direction like a beacon.

His mission is to destroy the soul clan's stronghold, and destroying it means that he must go deep into the enemy's army. This obviously suspicious alleyway is the area he needs to investigate.

The moment he entered the alley, he already felt that he was being stared at. Several eyes were scanning his body, as if he was deciding whether to take action directly.

This is the hunting area of ​​the Soul Clan.

After a while, he finally reached the source of blood energy.

This is a dead end.

The high wall completely blocked the intersection. Inside the alley, a dark figure was hunched over, lying on the ground eating something.

The smell of blood hit his face, and the humans who were attacked on the ground were dead.

Su Ming'an stood at the entrance of the alley, waiting for the other party to turn around.

It seemed that he had eaten and drank enough. After a while, the Soul Clan turned around and met Su Ming'an's gaze.

At this moment, Su Mingan smelled a special smell from the other party.

...This smell was the same as what he smelled on Xiaona during the day.

"Human?" The Soul Clan stared straight at Su Ming'an.

This soul tribe is a young man, his clothes are in tatters, he looks like an ordinary fisherman.

But his eyes were scarlet, and after eating, his entire lips were covered in blood, which looked extremely terrifying.

Su Mingan said nothing.

He turned and ran.

The Soul Clan youth hesitated for a moment, watching Su Ming'an's figure running further and further away.

The youth from the soul tribe had already noticed that the steps of this suddenly appearing human were very frivolous, as if they had little strength.

After hesitating for a moment, thinking that he might be hungry for several days, he still had murderous intentions.

He crouched on the spot for a moment, and suddenly he shot out like a sharp arrow. His sharp claws drew a trail of blood in the night sky, and he rushed towards the running Su Ming'an.

"Whoa!"

What the young man didn't expect was that the blow was extremely light. The sharp claws crossed across and scraped a long mark on the human's back, and blood spurted out.

...are they really human beings who strayed in by mistake?

The young soul tribe man was relieved. He thought it was some soul tribe hunter who came to investigate. After all, most human beings would not come here alone, they would be lured in by other soul tribes.

He opened his mouth full of fangs and stretched his hands forward, trying to hold the opponent down.

The next moment, the other party turned his head.

The soul tribe youth met a pair of dark red eyes that were very similar to his.

"boom--!"

There was a loud sound.

The soul youth's body, broken into pieces of flesh, fell to the ground in front of him. Su Ming'an retracted his hand, opened the system mirror, and saw his own pair of dark red eyes.

He confirmed his suspicion.

He had some doubts before about the circumstances under which his eye color would change. But now it seems that the condition of "being attacked by the Soul Clan" will cause him to change his eye color.

In this way, he must be careful in normal battles and not be attacked by the soul clan in public places.

He stood there for a moment, and after ten seconds, the color of his eyes returned.

He was just about to go check out other areas when he suddenly heard a crisp round of applause.

"Pah-pah-pah!"

Su Mingan frowned slightly.

During the entire battle, he didn't even notice anyone standing next to him.

A vigorous, white-haired old man wearing a crisp uniform slowly walked out of the shadows.

The old man wore a blue rose top hat and had no weapons on his body. He looked like an English gentleman.

But his eyes were bright blood red.

"Not bad strength." The old man clapped and approached, with a satisfied smile on his face: "I have never seen a face like yours before. Are you... a new soul tribe who just came to Praia? What level is it?"

"Tell me your name first," Su Mingan said.

"Haha... interesting." The old man smiled, took off his top hat, and bowed slightly: "I am the chief leader of the 'Grid Burial' soul clan organization responsible for hunting in the eastern region, and the high-ranking soul clan Alcherev.

Welcome to the Eastern Hunting Zone, my dear mighty compatriot."

The upper soul clan.

Su Mingan has a better understanding of the unreliability of soul hunting.

There is a high-level soul clan here that is equal in strength to S-class soul hunters, but no news has been revealed at all. If an ordinary S-class soul hunter entered this kind of den, he would probably never return.

"My compatriot." Alcherev opened his arms as if he wanted to hug him: "I don't mind your killing behavior towards other compatriots. After all, he recognized you as a human being - the smell on you is very special.

It is very similar to human beings, and has a bit of soul clan aura, can you tell me the reason?"

Su Mingan understood.

The soul clan can sense each other because of this special smell like disinfectant.

But Su Lin seems to be different from ordinary soul tribesmen. The smell on his body is somewhat similar to that of human beings, and it is easy for the soul tribesmen to mistake him for a human being.

"This is my business and has nothing to do with you." Su Mingan's attitude was very cold.

Facing such a being whose strength is similar to his own, he cannot show any cowardice.

"Okay." Alcherev didn't seem to care: "My powerful compatriot, what are your specific intentions when you break into this eastern hunting area? Join us... or hunt separately? If you can understand our eastern hunting area,

I will be happy to answer your questions about the hunting area."

"Hunting?" Su Ming'an laughed: "The soul tribe was surrounded and suppressed like underground rats, like a group of nocturnal creatures that can only hide during the day and emerge at night. You have the nerve to use the word 'hunting'."

After hearing this, Archerev raised his eyebrows without getting angry:

"In front of the overall situation, we are indeed like this." He said softly: "But - so what? This area already completely belongs to the soul tribe, and we are like gods in it. Whether we are humble humans or soul hunters,

None of them can step into it and interfere with our hunting - this is a shelter we have established for our fellow soul tribesmen, where they can find absolute peace and don't have to worry about being killed by soul hunters one day."

"Then." He said with a smile: "Why not say we are 'hunting' humans? Humans are just food in our eyes, and the food that has entered this forbidden land has no resistance under our hands, so why can't we use it?"

"Hunting" is the word?"

Su Mingan sneered at this, but he did not anger the other party anymore.

"I'm very interested in your so-called soul clan organization." Su Mingan said: "I thought that the soul clan in Praia fought independently, but I didn't expect that you were dividing the cake into human areas."

"Then you came at the right time today, my compatriot." Alcherev put his arm on his shoulder very cordially and pushed him deeper into the alley: "Praia is a happy place, although some

Soul hunting is extremely annoying, but we generally live a relatively prosperous life. Today is our small gathering once in March, and everyone is having fun. It's just right to welcome you."

reunion?

Su Mingan immediately thought of the goal of this mission, which was to destroy the soul clan gathering place here.

He originally wanted to search hard, but he didn't expect it to be delivered to his door automatically.

He was pushed in by Alcherev and found that the other party was extremely strong.

In order to improve his perception, he was now in the shadow state, otherwise the alley would be so dark that he couldn't even see the ground. The other party's strength was far superior to his, and after walking a few steps, he saw a very ordinary-looking place.

bungalow.
To be continued...