Mao Xiao Miao's guess had been entirely correct.
The magic guns used by the Red Eye Race army had indeed been purchased in bulk from the Green Sheep People at considerable expense.
At this moment.
Green Sheep Realm.
Dawn City, Dawn Tower.
Dozens of black stone chests emanated a thick bloody stench. Their surfaces were carved with strange eye-shaped patterns, making them look somewhat like coffins.
A Mystic Supervisor powerhouse of the Myriad Heavens Race introduced them with a smile. "Great Elder, this is the payment from the Red Eye Race for the magic guns."
He paused, then added, "We have already checked everything once. The quantities of materials match the manifest exactly."
Cheng Han's avatar nodded politely. "Thank you for your trouble."
The Mystic Supervisor replied, "You are too courteous," then took his leave.
In fact.
In the earlier transaction.
The Myriad Heavens Race had served as the intermediary, facilitating the first arms trade in history between the two races.
Otherwise, given the nature of those vampires, they would never have been willing to purchase weapons from the Green Sheep People.
The order amounted to fifty million magic guns, along with five billion rounds of ammunition—that was, magic bullets.
This was an astonishing quantity.
At this time.
Fourth Red Robe Great High Priest Qing He asked excitedly, "Sir, should we verify them?"
It was not that she distrusted the Myriad Heavens Race. This matter simply brought too much honor to the Green Sheep People.
The vampires had always looked down on the Green Sheep People. Yet now they had to spend heavily to buy magic guns manufactured in Dawn City. Naturally, she could not wait to see the fine goods sent by the Red Eye Race.
Cheng Han gestured and smiled. "Go check them."
Qing He answered excitedly, then