During this period, many prisoners were captured, some of which were captured by themselves, some of which were captured by the Dragon Warrior, and some of which were captured alive for bounty.
In the cage in front of me, the one with the number 0001 is an angel, that is, the believer of the light who came to the Great Rift Valley to clear the field.
Although Yang Muyun twisted his head off, the angel's powerful vitality and recovery power made him survive tenaciously. The wound was always sealed by a layer of holy light to protect his vitality. His head was placed on his neck and it actually grew again
Go back.
Numbers 0002 to 1024 are flying birds and insects caught by dragon warriors from above the Great Rift Valley, such as snake-tailed flying scorpions, tiger-skinned poisonous bees, hook-tailed dragonflies, etc.
There are also some flying beasts similar to bats, as well as wild beasts that live on cliffs such as goats.
Then there is the Earth Elemental Giant, and there is another name called the Stone Man.
Yang Muyun can also summon earth element puppets through the Earth Badge, which is similar to earth element giants, but one is a summoning object and the other is a soul-producing life.
There is also a mutated variety of Stone Man, the Lava Stone Man, which the demons captured from magma.
There are also lava hunting dogs, gargoyles, vine demons, tree demons, flower demons...
Most of these things have no exclusive names, and they have low IQ and cannot tell the reason. Yang Muyun can only divide them into categories and name them.
And today, Yang Muyun got another new prey.
"No. 9527, this number is good, very auspicious!"
Yang Muyun looked at the prey carefully. He had just crawled out of the soil and had a layer of mud shell hanging on his body. The roots of plants could be seen in the falling soil, and there were earthworms in the roots.
The soft bugs crept around.
Use the rules of the Great Rift Valley to control the soil, clean up the debris on the prey, and immediately see a human-shaped monster with green face and fangs.
What is this, how to classify it, and what name it is?
Just as Yang Muyun was thinking about it, he suddenly thought of something - this guy is wise and can ask him directly.
"What are you?"
Perhaps because he misunderstood Yang Muyun's meaning, the human-shaped monster knelt on the ground tremblingly.
"The gods are above me, I have no intention of offending your majesty, nor have I intention of challenging your authority. I am not a thing, I am just a trivial little person."
Yang Muyun coughed, "Name?"
"Pan Cha!"
"gender?"
"male!"
"Race?"
"Human! Once... it was human..."
"What about now?"
Pan Cha touched his face, rubbed his palms again, looked at his skin and bones, clenched his fists stiffly, felt the trace of dried flesh attached to his skin, and the light in his eyes was pounding.
"It should be...it's a zombie...but...it's a little wrong..."
Yang Muyun turned his pen and asked with interest: "Tell me about your experience."
The blood in Pan Cha's eyes thundered, like a candle fire blown by the night wind, swaying left and right, outlining a distant picture.
He was once a clergyman of the Church of Light and was sent to the northern territory to punish heretics and spread light. They were therefore called heretic judges.
He fought bravely and led his troops to the enemy formation like a sharp knife, and finally returned in blood.
After returning to the camp, the dry blood on his body was like a layer of solidified mud. He could drop several pieces by knocking with a hammer. He had to use three buckets of hot water to rinse his body. The brushes of the armor could bald four or five.
The soldiers who fought with Pan Cha died one after another, but Pan Cha was able to come back alive every time.
It is precisely because of this that Pan Cha became an idol of all middle and lower-class soldiers, and was respected and even worshipped by countless people, hoping to get the blessing of God like Pan Cha.
Perhaps it was because of the power of faith, or because of his firm and fanatical beliefs, Pancha gradually reached the level of a saint, began to regain his sanity, possess himself, and think.
He gradually discovered that many of the heresies he executed were kind and innocent races. They lived in this land for generations, believing in many gods such as the sky, the earth, rivers, the north wind, and many other gods who were older than the God of Light.
In contrast, I am the devil, constantly killing, setting fire, and then crushing my bones and ashes.
Until one time, a team led by Pan Cha discovered a village where there were not non-human alien creatures or beast-headed people holding the heads of wild animals, but a group of humans.
Humans who migrated from the southern civilized world could not pay heavy taxes, and the whole village moved to this bitter and cold land. They would rather live a life of stagnation around the beast than bear the Lord in the civilized world
Bathing of glory.
The village was eventually destroyed, because it turned against the light and was willing to fall into depravity, and all men, women, young and old in the village were spared.
But since then, Pan Cha no longer has been brave and fearless.
He still returned in blood, but it was replaced by his own blood.
The middle and lower-level heretic judges who once worshipped Pancha began to despise him and despise him. The more praise he had before, the more vicious he was now.
The battle continues, the enemies are getting stronger and stronger, more and more, and more terrifying and weird.
Seeing his comrades around him fall one by one, Pan Cha felt like a knife, but when he picked up the weapon, he couldn't help but look desperate and relieved in his mind.
Pan Cha felt bored and wandered aimlessly in the wilderness. He accidentally discovered a group of humans, but these groups of humans were all dead creatures.
Strangely, these dead creatures did not have the aura of evil or the desire to attack. When they saw Pan Cha, they were not afraid, but they also welcomed guests from afar.
"Are you looking for death?"
"Do you also want to get rid of hunger, cold and disease forever?"
"Death is not an end, but a different way of living, and this is the real life."
At that moment, Pan Cha's body trembled violently.
Although he was alive, he was killing every day, no different from walking zombies. Instead, these dead creatures found the true meaning of life.
Dead creatures do not need to eat or wear clothes, nor are they afraid of diseases, they can live for a long time and have more time to accompany their loved ones.
At that moment, Pan Cha, who was tired of living, nodded firmly.
The village began to prepare a death ceremony for Pan Cha to welcome the arrival of a new family.
But at this time, four hunters in black robes appeared in the village.
"Prison the sinner in the name of the Lord!"
"Pan Cha! You are indeed unfaithful to the Lord!"
"No wonder you have been fighting hard and have also implicated your partners."
"So you have fallen long ago!"
Pan Cha was too lazy to explain, and there was no need to explain when things got to this point, so he started to do it after lifting his weapon.
The four hunters thought they could be easily captured, but they did not expect Pan Cha to burst out with unparalleled combat power. The once courageous and fearless Pan Cha is back.
The battle here alarmed the army of heretic judges and even attracted a stronger angel legion. The village of death was completely destroyed by the Holy Flame.
Pan Cha escaped alone, jumping off a cliff to survive in desperate situations.
Even if you die, you will not lose. If you are captured alive, you will definitely be worse than death.
The skinny fingers stroked the black cross on the neck. Pan Cha said in a complicated tone: "This is the key thing in the ritual of death, and it has the power to reverse life and death. Although my ritual has changed,
It's done."
[Thank you, yeah, I'm back and rewarding 100 starting coins, thank you very much~]