Chapter 450 A bigger sacrifice!
The forest in the southern part of Quemu Territory.
With the blue butterfly flashing slightly, two figures, a man and a woman, appeared here.
Looking around at the dense oak trees, Brancia's face was filled with shock and she murmured to herself in a low voice.
Really not the Silver Pine Forest?! But the twilight forest?! She was wearing a jet‐black evening gown; the dignified and restrained pattern crossed her slender waist and converged in the deep snow‐white valley.
If it were not for the skeleton necklace around her neck and the ominous black lip gloss, the hunters passing by might have mistaken her for a noble lady lost in the forest rather than a devil from hell.
As for the amazement and hesitation on her face, it has nothing to do with being lost. It is purely because she was shocked by the unfathomable strength of the Demon King!
How is this done? !
In her memory, Silver Pine Forest and Dusk Forest were hundreds or even thousands of kilometers apart.
One is at the southernmost part of the Wanren Mountains, and the other is on the west side of the middle section of the Wanren Mountains!
Of course, what shocked her most was not the geographical distance between the two, but the fact that after crossing the passage of subspace, she did not suffer the backlash of subspace! ?
This simply subverted her understanding of subspace!
.—This is the power given to me by the devil, which allows me to quickly cross long distances without being affected by the subspace."
Facing Brancia’s admiring eyes, Luo Yan casually made up a reason, and then his eyes drifted to his right hand.
He said in a majestic voice, "Blanthia, can you let go of your hand?"
"Ah - Your Majesty, I am really surprised, please forgive me for being rude for a moment."
Branthia made an innocent expression and reluctantly let go of her hand, but the slender nails lightly scratched someone's palm with ulterior motives.
Luo Yan: "—"
This shameless old guy, how old is he? Wouldn't he blush if he did such a thing?
Perhaps because he had just been upgraded to a diamond soul, the city lord of Impasse City became particularly "unruly" and was so bold that he even dared to tease his own majesty.
But just think about it.
Her previous lord, Reggie Dragon, had only reached diamond level. Now, as a country pain demon, she was actually on the same level as the former demon king. Didn't her ambitions become inflated?
Everyone who has received favors from themselves always wants to get more.
The only exception is a mortal named Kallen, who is often inexplicably satisfied because of small things.
Luo Yan decided not to be on the same level as her "Thorn Demon General". After all, she still had things to do next.
Looking in the direction of Twilight City, Luo Yan continued in a majestic voice.
"The minions of Chaos have declared war on our vassals, and the Saint who surrendered to me is leading the Salvation Army from Quemu Castle to march towards the Griffin Cliff Territory."
"As expected, the Green Forest Army surrounding Dusk City will definitely send another force to the Quemu Territory to contain the Salvation Army that is currently attacking the Griffin Cliff Territory."
"I need you to wait here, guard the southern border for our vassals, and defeat all invading enemies."
Earlier when the necropolis transported food to the Quemu Territory through the teleportation array, the demons in the necropolis knew that their respected Lord Demon King had captured the saint of the Twilight Province through "evil means".
Since we are one of our own, there is nothing much to say.
Chaos is not only the old enemy of Saint Sith, but also the old enemy of Hell -
Brancia's lips curved into a devilish smile, her long nails held up the hem of her skirt, and she bowed gracefully.
"As you command—"
"My dear Majesty."
The majestic figure disappeared in front of her, transforming into a blue butterfly.
Blancia nodded her head respectfully until the beautiful butterfly flew far into the sky, then she turned around and left ambitiously.
The field of view stretches to the sky.
Under the hill one kilometer away, soldiers wearing pitch black armor were walking out of the deep and dark cave in neat formations.
They have strict discipline, sharp eyes, exuding a permeating murderous aura, and they carry a heavy crossbow as huge as a short cannon on their backs!
They are the black dragon crossbowmen of Juejing City, and there are about five thousand in number! Not only does every warrior have the blood of a demon, but also every one of them has strength that is not inferior to that of a bronze transcendent!
The ones who filed out were not just the black dragon crossbowmen, but also the skeleton warriors wearing armor and stomach!
They were either holding steel knives or holding halberds, and were wearing steel armor forged by the Beifeng City Steel Plant. They were like a torrent of steel marching on the earth. Even the entire forest trembled under the shining blade!
That mighty scale includes three parties. Except for a few players who received tasks to participate in the plot, they are all undead summoned by the acolytes of Impasse City!
Behind each "Central Team", there is a steel-level acolyte wearing black robes.
They are like the military musicians of Campbell's Private Regiment, guiding the way forward for the army of the living dead. It's just that what they play is not the drumbeat of a living person, but a death overture woven with spells!
After two years of recuperation, Juejing City now has a strong army and strong horses, and it is different from what it used to be!
Now is the time for the supreme Demon King to review its strength and loyalty!
The Demon King's army was quietly deployed in the forest on the southern border of Quemu Territory.
On the other side, a hundred thousand troops led by "Alchemist" Jean have advanced to the border of the Earldom of Griffin Cliff!
According to the reports from the scouts ahead, the Salvation Army holding high the banner of the Saint was stationed in a valley less than fifty kilometers away from him, and was continuously sending out multiple forces to encircle and suppress the remnants of the Green Forest Army entrenched in the area.
They seemed to use very novel weapons, a bit like dwarf rifles, but they were much more powerful than the latter.
Not only that, it is said that these guys have also trapped the undead wandering in this land.
Although they cunningly made up a story and packaged those evil things as "Holy Spirits".
Faced with the Salvation Army's continuous offensive, the remnants of Akka were already in the dark.
Although those guys are still trying to resist, it is obviously only a matter of time before they retreat.
Even the reason why they are still resisting is just because they are afraid of Akka's cruelty.
They didn’t know that their leader was dead.
Standing on the hill, Gene raised his monocular and took a look at the surrounding terrain.
The view here is wide, with a plain in front and a small river running through the middle, connecting several scattered villages.
They are just downwind.
Feeling the noisy wind, Jean sneered and put down the telescope in his hand.
"The terrain here means we can camp here."
The two captains standing behind him looked at each other and whispered.
"Boss, why don't we move on?"
"Brennan has just captured Griffin Cliff Castle, so his troops must have been reduced, and the brothers in his hands must be very tired! We attack now to wait for work, and kill them by surprise!"
"Don't think of our opponents. It's so simple, even Aka died in their hands, maybe they still have a trump card in their hands that we don't know about - that old fox Silas may not tell us." Gene smiled faintly, with a hint of cunning in his eyes, as if he had already seen through Silas's plan.
He knew what the guy wanted to do, it was just that he wanted to be that guy's sacrifice.
He is not stupid.
As one of the twelve leaders of the Green Forest Army, he will of course complete the task assigned to him by Silas and avenge the death of Akka, but he has his own rhythm and methods.
The officer standing behind him looked at him. Firstly, he did not believe that Lord Silas, who was always kind and friendly, would do this. Secondly, he did not understand what his leader wanted to do.
You can't hide it from your own people no matter what, right?
What are the benefits of this?
Of course Jean will not explain to them.
It’s just a group of sacrifices.
.—·Since we are just waiting for work, we might as well stay here."
Given the task of setting up the defense line to his subordinates, Jean left the camp alone and came to the small river he had seen on the hills before.
He glanced left and right to make sure there was no one around, and then took out a round-bottomed glass bottle from under his robe. The bottle was filled with a green-black liquid, which exuded an ominous aura of chaos.
That is the chaos potion obtained through the sacrifice of nine hundred and ninety-eight hearts. It is also the wisdom given to him by Urgos himself, which is enough to bring eternal blessings to hundreds of thousands of people!
Jean pulled off the bandage around his mouth, revealing his chin that was corroded and disfigured by the potion, and the anger and madness hanging from the corner of his mouth.
..-Haha, do you think I will be like that idiot Aka and have a head-to-head duel with these gangsters of unknown origin? "
The selfish hypocrites are still calculating with each other about who will die first, but the truly pious servants have taken the initiative to embrace eternity with open arms!
Jin has no doubt that he is the first and only person in this land who has truly understood the will of the "Eternal Hungry Claw".
Hum picked up the cork at the mouth of the bottle, and he poured all the favors he prayed for from Chaos into the river.
In just an instant, the green-black potion moistened the substance and disappeared silently into the river.
That is not only the water source for the hundreds of thousands of villagers downstream, but also the water source for the 100,000 green forest troops stationed in this area -
At this moment, they will go to the world on the other side of the void together, and reach eternity in the endlessly prosperous hive!
"Praise the great true god Urgos!"
"Please send down endless grace and fertility for the endless river flowing under my feet!"
He opened his arms, like a martyr, and stepped into the endlessly flowing dark green river.
He picked up a gourd from the river at his feet, and poured the clear and transparent spring into his throat like a swig of fine wine.
"I will drink the first sweet spring one by one"
"I will be the first to become eternal!"
Downstream of the river, a skinny child was carrying a bucket to fetch water from the river.
Hunger made his eyes dazzle with stars, his consciousness was in a trance, and every move seemed to require all his strength.
If it weren’t for the fact that he still had younger brothers and sisters to take care of at home, and if his mother hadn’t allowed him to live with his own strength, he might have given up long ago, let alone persisted here.
In a daze, he smelled the aroma coming from the river, which was the smell of his favorite pumpkin soup.
Why is there pumpkin soup here?
He swallowed his sleep foam and subconsciously searched forward. He saw that the clear and transparent river turned into a golden and viscous ocean at some point, just like the endless flow of honey!
ifies as he looked at the incredible things in front of him, he couldn't believe his eyes.
Hunger finally overcame reason, and the barrel fell to the ground.
With a hint of pious luck in his heart, the boy trembled and knelt down by the river, and carefully put his mouth to it.
He took a brief sip, and for just a moment, his eyes were full of surprise.
It’s so sweet!
The boy had an ecstatic expression on his face. He was lying on the bank of the river, drinking heartily from the cow, and wished he could pour the entire river into his stomach. Not far away, a villager who also came to fetch water looked at the river in horror, and the wooden barrel in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
His legs were shaking uncontrollably due to fear, and only an unintelligible voice remained in his mouth.
——·Monster, monster!”
It was a monster about two meters tall, with slender limbs setting off a bloated body, like a giant toad filled with air, and an ominous aura brewing in the pustules all over its body.
The monster slowly turned its head, staring at the villager with two thick yellow eyes, and blinked innocently. The villager was frightened to death, turned around and ran towards the village screaming.
"Chaos! It's a monster from Chaos!"
He didn't know what kind of monster it was, but the demons in hell didn't look like this, and the monsters in the forest weren't that ugly, so they could only be things from Chaos.
In fact, he was right.
The monster screamed, like a mourning crow, and jumped towards the fleeing villager with its legs, throwing him to the ground.
The greedy mouth was full of saliva, but instead of taking a bite, he spit out a long and slender straw and poked it into the villager's belly.
"Ahhhh——!!!"
The villager struggled in horror, screamed desperately, and tried to break free from the monster's grasp, but he soon lost strength.
his whole body was swollen like an inflated balloon, and it was getting bigger and bigger. He was held up by the blessing of "Eternal Hungry Claws" until he breathed his last breath.
A living "Chaos Egg" was born in this way, with vitality brewing under the swollen human skin.
Different from the Chaos Eggs of "Deceitful Mist", the Chaos Eggs of "Eternal Hungry Claws" do not breed Mind Eaters from another world, but everything that originates from this world and has been distorted.
For example, a cockroach half a man tall, a fly as big as a washbasin, a frog as strong as a cow, etc.
In short, those are things that are rare in fantasy worlds but very common in the "wasteland".
Afterwards, it looked for the direction in its memory and jumped towards home.
It finally found a way to get rid of hunger!
It can’t wait to bring this twisted joy to the people it loves deeply. The boiling smoke is still raging on the land of Twilight Province, and on the west side of Twilight City, the corrosion of Chaos seems to be brewing something even worse than the Chosen of Chaos God.
When the Salvation Army, holding the banner of the Holy Maiden, finally cleared away the rebels wandering around the Griffin Cliffs and pushed the frontline to the west of Twilight City, what everyone saw was a scene that made everyone silent.
The bloated toad flapped its gills on the decaying plains, and its big copper-bell eyes moved around, looking for traces of prey.
A thick, turbid fog enveloped the entire plain and the adjacent forest. Behind the thick fog, mosquitoes and flies as majestic as griffins could be vaguely seen.
They make a buzzing noise, tens of thousands of them, and the creepy straws are like inverted halberds!
There are also water fleas and cockroaches scurrying in the lush grass, as well as rats that are as swollen as cattle.
There is no trace of living people in this vast land.
Not to mention traces of people, even the elk in the forest and the fish in the river were corrupted into something else by the evil spirits in the void. In order to stop the Salvation Army, the Green Forest Army sacrificed their own souls and flesh and blood, and took the lead in killing themselves!
Looking at the hell on earth in front of her, Kallen felt her heart and lower abdomen throbbing slightly. She couldn't help but cover her mouth with her hands, almost unable to believe her eyes.
The Son of God is here—·
Resisting the urge to vomit, she squeezed out a trembling prayer from her lips.
"What a blasphemy.""
Looking at the hell-like scene in front of them, the eyes of all the Salvation Army officers were burning with anger, and they clenched the weapons in their hands.
But behind that anger, there is also a trace of deep fear and fear -
Their previous opponents could still be considered human beings, but now they have become complete monsters.
In the end, they are just farmers united under the banner of the Saint. The most exaggerated monsters they have seen before are nothing more than frost wolves or giant bears, or griffons that occasionally land on the lord's castle.
No one knows how to deal with these things. Those who can still remain optimistic at this moment are probably the only ancestors of Maitian Village.
Gaunt, who was carrying a big sword, also had a trace of wrongness in his eyes, but soon the wrong expression turned into anger and a hint of murderous intent.
As if they sensed his killing intent, the monsters wandering in the mist all looked at him and made a rustling sound.
That was Mei’s evil smile, as if she was excited for the arrival of this living soul.
They can’t wait to start feasting now!
The moment they looked over, Gaunt, who was standing next to the saint, had already moved.
His speed is extremely fast, so fast that players can’t even see when he takes action.
The two-meter-long giant sword was like thunder that pierced through the dense fog, blowing up a hurricane on the corrupt plains. Wherever it went, corpses were everywhere on the ground, and there was a bloody wind!
Chaotic Xiao Xiao is no match for him. Every time he swings his sword, dozens of twisted creatures turn into powder!
Kill one!
He only had this word left in his eyes with burning anger, and he wanted to use the sword in his hand to dig out this rotten and ugly scar from the entire territory of Osland!
The monsters conceived by the eggs of chaos kept rushing towards him, one wave after another, one after another!
Brennan looked at Gunter's figure in surprise, and was once again refreshed by the terrifying strength of this demigod-level powerhouse.
He originally thought that even if he tried his best, he would still be able to compete with the legendary sword master in three moves, but now it seems that he is obviously overthinking.
Him he had the opportunity to show off his weapon, probably because the other party wanted to let him face the monsters of chaos for the sake of being a human race. Gunter did not give them a chance to draw his sword, and they obviously did not have that thing.
Brennan glanced at Kallen on the side, asking her if she wanted to press the army up.
Karen thought for a long time and shook her head slightly.
"Wait a minute——"
The thick fog always gave her an ominous feeling, and her intuition told her that now was definitely not the time for the entire army to attack.
Perhaps it was out of such concerns that Gunter decided to go forward alone to test.
They rushing forward at this time will only cause chaos.
Leiden obviously thought so too. Following the order of Her Royal Highness the Holy Lady, he ordered the grenade riders to stand by on the flanks. The front army remained stationary, and the center and rear troops retreated two kilometers to stand by.
On the hills in the distance, an emerald green figure was standing among the trees. It was like a vine hanging from the tree, completely integrated with the shadows of the surrounding trees.
He is none other than "Alchemist" Jean, one of the twelve leaders of the Green Forest Army.
Even if he looks like this right now, let alone his brothers, even his own mother may not recognize him.
But that’s not important.
After all, they were already dead and went to Urgos's nest first.
Since completing this grand sacrifice and drinking the river water blessed by Chaos, his strength has successfully broken through the bottleneck of platinum level and officially reached diamond level!
Of course one—
The superficial level of extraordinary power is simply not enough to calculate his actual combat effectiveness.
Only a strong demigod can handle an army of millions, and he can do it on his own!
And it’s effortless!
So rounding it off, he is equivalent to a demigod, or even above a demigod!
At least, that’s what he thinks.
The only thing that surprised Jean was that he did not expect that the opponent also had a demigod in his hand, and it was the legendary Rock Sword Master!
The guy who killed the ogre tribe in Brass Pass to the point of being frightened actually appeared here quietly.
"That's it...--that's it, hahahaha! No wonder Malachi died inexplicably, and Akka was no match at all! In this case, Brennan's defection is understandable! This guy is as timid as a mouse-"
Looking at the swordsman on the plain who was wielding a big sword as if he was in no one's land, Gene's face was covered with a twisted smile, and he used the shadow of the jungle to suppress the mocking voice.
Silas was indeed ill-intentioned. He actually hid such important news and failed to report it, tricking his brothers into committing suicide one after another.
It’s a good thing that I was careful, otherwise I might have been like that idiot Aka and returned to the embrace of the Claw of Eternal Hunger early.
How can that be done?
He hasn’t started enjoying it yet!
However, Silas’s account can wait and be settled later. The sword master must be dealt with first.
His eyes flashed with a sinister light, and he murmured in a dreamy voice.
"Haha, it's really amazing—"
"I just don't know if your field can surpass my "field". "
The fierce battle in Dusk Province continues.
At the same time that the Salvation Army led by Kallen came into contact with the "Alchemist", a hundred thousand troops led by "Black Beast" Sloan were also advancing towards the Quemu Territory.
It won't take long before they will collide with the Black Dragon Crossbowmen of Impasse City ambushing there.
Including the ongoing siege of Dusk City and the stalemate offensive and defense in the Stillwater Territory, the fires caused by the four battles will almost burn the entire Dusk Province to ashes. The upper reaches of the rushing river are full of bloodshed, but the Campbell Principality downstream is in peace.
Although the corruption of Chaos is vicious and sinister, it cannot corrode it here yet.
At this precarious occasion, an ocean-going ship suddenly appeared at the mouth of the rushing river.
There is a prosperous seaport located there, and it is also the most prosperous port on the entire northeastern coast of the Whirlpool Sea. Boxes and bundles of goods come in and out every day.
Textiles from the New Industrial Zone are the best-selling goods here, followed by red wine from Silver Pine Town.
But when it comes to the most profitable goods, they have to be the diamonds mined by the Colin Group from the New World!
Those shiny stones not only exude a breathtaking charm, but are also natural magic materials.
Not only the magicians of the school regarded it as a treasure, but the princes and nobles of various countries also flocked to it, and they did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to search for it, just to let the most shining light appear on their crowns.
To this day, the legend of the "Eye of Erin" is still a story that the citizens of Thunder City talk about, and is sung by the bards together with the myth of the wealth brought by Prince Colin.
It’s just that no one knows when His Highness will come back here again.
An ordinary morning, the twilight of dawn breaks through the mist, lighting up the sparkling waves at the harbor.
The port worker standing on the dock yawned and came to the office, but he happened to see a purple moon flag rising on the sea in the distance.
Purple Moon Flag—·
Purple Moon Flag? !
The port staff was stunned on the spot. The coffee cup in his hand hit the wooden table with a "thud" and stains spread all over the table.
Ignoring the stained account book, he raised his arm and rubbed his eyes vigorously until he confirmed that he had seen correctly. His sleepy face turned into a surprise.
"Oh! Here comes Saint Sis! It's Colin!"
His Royal Highness Colin is back!
He was halfway through his scream when he immediately covered his mouth and rushed out of the door. First he ran to the teahouse with a red maple tree in front of Queen Street. Then he remembered that he had forgotten to bring money, so he turned around and ran to the bank of the Andes family.
Obviously, he is not the only one who is devout to His Highness Colin.
Although the port of Thunder City is busy every day, it has never been as anxious as it is today. Even before the first cargo ship docked, people on the shore were running around like they were on fire, with uneaten bread and sausages scattered all over the ground.
With a bright whistle, the steamer flying the purple moon flag slowly approached the dock, startling a group of seagulls feasting on their meal.
At the same time, a colorful butterfly fell.
It seems to come from a distant foreign land, and its breathtaking wings flap gently, like the eyes of a god—