Sometimes, the patrolling tiger monster chases an "escaping" slave into an abandoned mine tunnel, and then never comes out again.
Sometimes, the bear demon responsible for guarding the exit is found to have disappeared and his whereabouts are unknown when changing shifts.
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In just a few days, one-third of the more than thirty demon soldiers responsible for supervising the work at the East District Quarry have died inexplicably.
Panic began to spread within the demon clan.
They don’t know who the enemy is, nor what methods the enemy uses. All the demon soldiers either disappeared or had no obvious wounds on their bodies, as if all their life force had been drained out of thin air.
This unknown way of death is far more frightening than fighting with real swords and guns.
The Pig-headed Demon King was furious about this and ordered a thorough investigation, but found nothing. It even sat in person for a few days, but the mysterious "killer" seemed to disappear out of thin air and never appeared again.
And when it leaves, death will come again.
The demon soldiers were so frightened that they no longer dared to act alone. They gathered in groups every day, staring at each slave vigilantly, trying to find the devil hiding in the dark.
However, this is of no use.
Ye Feng’s methods have long exceeded their understanding.
He doesn't even need to touch it personally, he only needs to stab a ray of the "soul-killing thorn" that has been condensed to the extreme at an unlucky demon soldier, and the soul attack will explode instantly, turning his soul into a puddle of pulp.
From the outside, it looks like he died of a sudden illness.
And those human slaves gradually realized that something was wrong.
The number of overseers is decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Those monsters who usually dominate and regard them as ants now have a trace of unconcealable fear on their faces.
The human slaves began to discuss and speculate quietly in private.
Some people say that the enemies of the Elephant Demon King sent masters to secretly sabotage it.
Some people also say that this mine gave birth to some evil spirit that specifically devours the demon clan.
Only Gu Tong, the old man with a withered face, would subconsciously turn his attention to the young man in the corner who was still "diligently" mining every time he heard the news of the mysterious death of a demon soldier.
The young man who was whipped half to death by Xiang Dali’s whip when he first came here, looked cowardly and weak.
But his eyes shone with shock and awe that made Gu Tong deeper and deeper.
He didn't say anything, he just kept this secret in his stomach silently.
At this moment, Ye Feng was humming a tune and waving a mining pick.
His hunting has quietly upgraded from an ordinary demon soldier to the captain level at the pinnacle of the human fairyland.
His goal is very clear. First cut off all the claws, and then...the pig and the elephant.
He wants to turn this place into the burial place of all demon clans...
The atmosphere in the East District Quarry has been very strange recently.
The source of the strangeness does not come from the numbly working human slaves, but from the demon overseers holding leather whips.
Panic, like the invisible bone-eroding demonic wind in the mine, penetrated into the bones of every demonic soldier.
Half a month, exactly half a month, nearly half of the demon soldiers in the East District Quarry have disappeared mysteriously, or died suddenly.
At first, they thought some slave was doing something secretly.
How could those human slaves, with their souls locked and their spiritual powers banned, be able to silently kill a demon soldier in the human fairyland under heavy guard?
The pig-headed demon king stayed in power for another three days, and everything was calm. But as soon as it walked away with its front legs, there was another bear demon on its back legs. In full view of everyone, it took a nap against the wall and never woke up again.
At this time, all the demon soldiers were furious.
The unknown is the scariest thing.
They would rather fight a powerful enemy with real swords and guns than be like now, knowing when death will come to them.
"Cheer up, everyone! There are three demons in a group, staring at each other! If anyone dares to be alone again, he deserves to die!" A newly appointed wolf demon captain roared, and its eyes scanned every mining slave, trying to find the hidden devil on their faces.
Ye Feng was still in that inconspicuous corner, waving the mining pickaxe and clanking. His movements were neither fast nor slow, and even seemed a little clumsy. Every time he swung the mining pick, he would take a breath of "tiredness".
Not far away from him, old man Gutong was also working silently. However, every once in a while, he would glance at Ye Feng calmly from the corner of his eye.
Every dead demon soldier had more or less inadvertently "passed by" that seemingly harmless young man before the incident.
Gu Tong didn’t say anything, he didn’t even dare to think about it. He just buried this secret deep in his heart, and then worked harder than ever to cover up the turmoil in his heart.
He had a hunch that this young man might be the only hope to break this hell on earth.
"Old man, why is it so hard to knock this heavy obsidian gold? Do you have any tips?" Ye Feng wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, approached Gu Tong and asked in a low voice, as if he was asking for advice humbly.
Gu Tong was almost stunned by his question.
The trick? The biggest trick is you! You old man has been "researching" here for half a month, and the demon soldiers who died in your hands can almost make up more than a dozen tables of mahjong. Now you come to ask me, an old man who is about to be buried, how to mine?
The corner of his mouth twitched, but he still used as calm a tone as possible, and whispered instructions: "Follow...knock along the texture of the ore, you can save some energy."
"Oh, that's it. Thank you for the advice, father-in-law." Ye Feng nodded with sudden realization, and then really began to study the texture on the rock wall.
Looking at his serious look, Gu Tong was in a daze for a moment. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have been able to connect the "diligent and studious" miner in front of him with the mysterious murderer who wiped out the demon soldiers in a mere chat and laughter.
At this moment, there was a commotion outside the mine.
The pig-headed demon king is here again. This time, its face is so gloomy that it can drip water. Behind it, there were two more powerful monsters, one with an eagle head and a snake head, both of whom were in the early stages of the Earthly Immortal Realm.
"From today on, you two, together with me, will personally guard the East District! I want to see which blind thing dares to run wild on my territory!" The pig-headed demon king's voice echoed throughout the mine, carrying an uncontrollable rage.
It was obviously forced to panic, and it directly called in two demon kings of the same level, intending to catch the turtle in the urn.