126: Sardin's fate

Turning his head, Han Huohuo surprisingly saw a treasure shop on this street.

Can treasures also be sold?

Han Huohuo walked in front, and Northern Darkness obediently followed behind Han Huohuo. Various strange life forms on the street couldn't help but glance at Northern Darkness.

Entering the treasure shop, Northern Darkness was too large to fit inside, so he had to squat at the entrance, waiting pitifully for Han Huohuo.

There were many treasures in the shop, including bows, armor, and even some extremely special auxiliary treasures, such as a Quicksilver Flask that could produce one unit of quicksilver every day.

The most prized treasure in the shop was a book of Earth Magic.

Han Huohuo's eyes lit up; this book contained records of all Earth Magic.

A super-divine level treasure!

Han Huohuo was so surprised his mouth couldn't close.

"How much for this?"

"Not for sale!"

"Uh, if it's not for sale, why display it?"

"I like it, can't I show it off?"

The shop owner smiled, revealing large white teeth, which looked a bit terrifying in this slightly dark city.

Han Huohuo pondered for a long time.

Remembering that he had a duel with Sardin tomorrow, he decided against robbing it.

He endured!

"What about this Quicksilver Flask?"

"Not for sale!"

"Why isn't this for sale either?"

"I don't like you, is that not allowed?"

"Okay, you're the boss, you call the shots."

Han Huohuo turned and left.

What the heck, a shop that only lets you look is called a museum, what kind of business is that, Han Huohuo thought fiercely.

Leaving the treasure shop, he wandered around the most crowded street. This city was quite interesting; the only regret was that the snack shops only sold dark cuisine.

Almost all the food consisted of various Zerg.

Fortunately, there were still flatbreads for sale.

Han Huohuo bought a few flatbreads to taste the local flavor.

To be honest, the taste was acceptable.

While Han Huohuo was shopping.

Sardin and the other thirteen Minotaur warriors were sitting together in a meeting.

"Lord, you are still dueling with the Fire Barbarian God, can you win?"

"No!"

"Then why are you still dueling him? This is Darkness Light, and this City Lord is very powerful; he will protect us."

Sardin shook his head and said bitterly, "Darkness Light is powerful, but he won't go to war with the Barbarians for us, because our value is too low; it's not worth it!"

"Lord, didn't we agree with him before that he would welcome us! Does Darkness Light also go back on his word?"

"Hmph, before, you know that was before. At that time, our Minotaur army numbered tens of thousands, of course he welcomed us. Now, we only have these thirteen sets of armor left, what value do we have?"

All the Minotaur fell silent.

Yes, when we had strength before, everything was agreed upon nicely, but since the warriors have all died, the current Minotaur are worthless.

The principles Soros spoke of were all lies; expecting Soros to be a good person was simply absurd.

Interest, only interest!

So Sardin must die. Only when he dies will Han Huohuo give up revenge.

Only then can the other Minotaur survive.

"After I die, I only hope that these thirteen sets of armor left behind can lead the Minotaur back to their peak."

Sardin stood up, bowed to the thirteen Minotaur heroes before him, then turned around and left the room without looking back.

Sardin, who possessed the Cruel Axe, couldn't defeat Han Huohuo. Now that he didn't even have the Cruel Axe, how could he win?

Sardin had self-awareness.

Han Huohuo returned to the mansion, which Darkness Light had specially arranged as Han Huohuo's residence. Clearly, Darkness Light didn't want to slight this overlord of the Barbarians.

Hua Mulan couldn't help but complain, "You're dueling tomorrow, and you're still wandering around. Don't you need to rest?"

Han Huohuo smiled, "It's fine, I will definitely win!"

Hua Mulan was very annoyed, "Can't you be a bit more humble? Don't you understand the principle of losing everything due to carelessness?"

Han Huohuo laughed heartily, "You don't understand, but that's not my problem. Soros wants Sardin to die, so he no longer has a chance."

Hua Mulan was startled, feeling a bit strange.

"The Lord here wants Sardin to die? Why?"

"Because he has taken a fancy to the combat power of the Minotaur race. If Sardin doesn't die, how can he truly control the Minotaur?"

Hua Mulan didn't believe it, "I saw that only a dozen or so Minotaur warriors survived; the rest are old, weak, sick, and disabled. How could the Lord here fancy such weak combat power?"

Han Huohuo wagged his finger, "Silly girl, you are too naive. The Lord here fancies the Minotaur tribe. They only have a dozen warriors now, but in the future, they can reproduce. There will be a continuous stream of Minotaur warriors trained in the future."

Hua Mulan shook her head, thinking that the minds of these Lords were too complicated, and she didn't like it at all. Hua Mulan was a pure warrior; cutting down enemies with a blade was what brought her joy.

The next morning, Han Huohuo was led to the arena by a Hero of Darkness Light.

Sardin was already waiting there.

This arena was very different from the Orc arena. The biggest difference was that there were almost no spectators, only a few Heroes of Darkness Light sitting in the high seats, with Soros in the center.

Sardin was a scoundrel.

For the selfish interests of his tribe, he ruined the efforts of the entire Barbarians.

However, you also have to admit.

In his heart, he only cared about his Minotaur; he was not a coward.

Han Huohuo raised the dagger in his hand!

Sardin charged over, his eyes filled with the resolve to die.

Of course, he couldn't defeat Han Huohuo, especially since Han Huohuo's strength had increased significantly after coming out of the Eakin treasure.

Sardin, without the Cruel Axe, posed almost no threat.

After a few rounds.

Han Huohuo knocked Sardin down with a brick, then cut off Sardin's Minotaur with one strike.

When Sardin died, his eyes were still wide open.

Han Huohuo was too lazy to look at him again.

He bent down and took the remaining two pieces of the Barbarian set.

Applause sounded from the stands, and a Hero of Darkness Light walked over, placed his hand on his chest, and bowed, saying, "Lord Barbarian King is indeed formidable. Our City Lord invites you to come over for a chat."

Han Huohuo looked up.

Soros stood on the stands, holding a staff, gazing at him. Beside him stood a few guards.

Han Huohuo nodded, and the Hero led the way, guiding Han Huohuo to the wizard.

Soros had a black mark on his forehead, the symbol of a second-turn Hero, a Dark Wizard.

Clearly, this wizard of Darkness Light was on the same level as the Barbarian King.

"We of Darkness Light live underground all year round and have no intention of being enemies with the Barbarians. However, Darkness Light also has its rules, and we hope the Fire Barbarian God can understand."

"Very well, everyone has their own rules, that's normal."

Two scoundrels who never took rules seriously, talking about rules all the time. Their rules were actually the same: those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me perish.