In order to avoid suspicion, Cheng Shen never used his bright red form of power, which was probably more like a devil than an abyss devil, lest the trust he had finally built up in the eyes of the goblins would be destroyed in one fell swoop.

Furthermore, the range attack of the bright red form is also difficult to control.

It is easy to lose sight of friend and foe.

But even so.

It didn't take much effort for him to deal with the executioners in front of him.

Along the way, Cheng Shen had easily modified most of the formation structures covering the surface.

Even the Temple of Sacrifice, which controls the entire formation, didn't notice it.

Nearly half of the foundation passed down from their ancestors has been controlled by Cheng Shen! Every bit of magic energy they convey into the formation provides a steady stream of energy to the sun fireball in the sky!

at this time.

Cheng Shen was completely using their power to hit themselves!

This situation occurs mainly because the formation seems to be a whole. In fact, it is a bloated suture body that has been continuously repaired by dozens of generations of inheritors of the temple.

And the formation level of these inheritors is even more mixed.

The repair method is quite poor.

It's like putting layers of patches on a leaky iron barrel.

But over time, the damage between these patches created new vulnerabilities.

After subsequent repairs...

Back and forth cycle.

final.

Even they themselves don’t know what this formation has been transformed into, and its original power cannot even be exerted one percent!

In Cheng Shen's eyes, it looked even more absurd and ridiculous. A three-ring formation that contained tens of thousands of rune structures and could reach the standard mid-level could only have a monitoring effect in the hands of the Temple of Sacrifice!

This is equivalent to,

It’s like playing Tetris with a master-level computer!

At this moment, Cheng Shen was simply sorting out and reorganizing the congested and stagnant formation structure, reusing less than a third of the formation.

This resulted in a strong increase in the solar fireball in the sky!

Every blow it unleashes is as powerful as four-ring magic! Those brutal and cunning executioners who faced the goblin elders all seemed to have turned into puppets that could be broken in front of the falling streams of fire!

All they could do for the rest of the time was scream,

And waiting for death!

Boom!

The city suddenly trembled.

The outermost circle of stone houses suddenly sank into the ground, revealing dark cave entrances.

Then waves of heavy footsteps and breathing sounds came from the cave.

"It's the army of puppet demons raised in the temple!"

Weiman, who had just eased the immediate crisis, immediately became nervous again.

Later.

Cheng Shen saw clearly what the army looked like.

They have human appearances, but each one is bloated like a mountain of flesh, with layers of blue-black flesh and fat piled up on their bodies. Some monsters even have rotten bodies, with intestines and internal organs flowing outward.

"eat……!"

"eat……!"

Their bloodshot eyes were full of chaos and madness, and they kept repeating one sentence.

They try to put everything around them into their mouths.

Including dirt and rocks!

"No, we are surrounded!"

A goblin elder shouted anxiously.

This monster army appeared at the outermost edge of the city and immediately blocked all the goblins that had not yet evacuated. They were like a wall that kept closing toward the center, as if they were going to swallow the entire city into its belly!

"Gather your strength to open a gap and break out!"

Weiman glanced at Cheng Shen and then ordered without hesitation.

The combat-effective units of the entire goblin tribe were basically in the city at this time. Immediately, under the command of the goblin elders, the goblin guards quickly gathered together and formed a sharp knife to rush towards the north side of the city.

"I'm here to help you!"

Cheng Shen said.

call!

call!

call!

Streams of flowing fire fell, like meteorites, hitting the defense line composed of monsters heavily.

The bloated puppet monster had no chance to escape.

He was smashed into meat paste!

Then.

The oil in their bodies is ignited, forming a blazing green flame.

Cheng Shen raised his brows lightly and summoned a gust of wind, which suppressed the burning momentum of the flames, allowing the goblin guards to escort the old, young, sick and disabled through, and caused the raging waves of flames to pour down along the cave!

call!!

Fire borrows the force of wind.

In an instant, a surging wave of flames surged underground.

Countless monsters who had not had time to rush out were directly burned to death in the caves. The wailing sounds rang out from the sea of ​​green fire and echoed through the underground hollows, as if the lonely ghosts in hell were howling.

Creepy.

Cheng Shen looked back and saw that no new executioners had appeared. He couldn't help but ask Weiman.

"Are there any normal humans in the underground world?"

He had never thought about this issue.

However, after seeing the abnormally sized executioners and those puppet monsters, Cheng Shen couldn't help but begin to have doubts.

Underground material capital is scarce.

Don't talk about meat.

Even the types of food are quite simple.

In this kind of environment, the life span of a normal human being can be maintained at 20 or 30 years. Even those with extraordinary talents and bones are surprised, but how do the executioners and puppets in front of them become so fat and strong?

?

Just by using the goblins as blood food...

I'm afraid it's far from enough.

A terrible suspicion gradually arose in Cheng Shen's heart.

Weiman looked grim. He said: "I have only been to the underground once, when I was very young, but everything I saw there will never be forgotten... It was simply a purgatory more terrifying than the abyss!"

His body trembled involuntarily.

Then he said bitterly: "You may have only seen how difficult the situation of our goblin clan is, but the fact is that those beasts who sacrificed themselves to the temple have never been merciful even to their fellow humans!

There have been thirty-two high priests in the Temple of Sacrifice since its establishment. However, counting the guards of the Sacrifice of each generation, as well as the selected Sons of God and Saints, etc., the number at most is only a few dozen.

These people,

Only in their eyes can we be called real people!”

"Dozens of people?" Cheng Shen paused and asked, "What about the other humans that have been reproduced in each generation?"

“Some of them will be distributed and become new breeding tools...

But in order to ensure the population size, this group of people usually does not have too many people.

And the rest…”

Weiman swallowed dryly and said no more.

Cheng Shen's face darkened, "In other words, there are not many normal humans left in the entire underground?"

Weiman thought about the definition of normal from Cheng Shen's perspective.
To be continued...