At this time, the road leading to the Pamir Plateau is full of heavy trucks loaded with goods.
Groups of newly dispatched demon-suppressing soldiers were among them, silently marching forward with their rune sabers on their shoulders.
Due to the tight fighting ahead and the rugged roads, the limited heavy-duty trucks could only prioritize transporting supplies, while the demon-suppressing soldiers advanced on foot.
Anyway, with the current physical fitness of the demon-suppressing soldiers, they won't waste their combat effectiveness just by rushing this far.
Suddenly, an off-road motorcycle rushed from the battlefield. The motorcycle rider on the car shouted while moving forward: "It is said that the Qinghai Demon Suppressing Envoy has ordered! There is soul pollution five kilometers ahead!"
"All demon-suppressing soldiers stop advancing immediately!"
"Level above flag commander! Rush to Sandaocha immediately to hold an emergency meeting!"
The voice of the motorcyclist quickly faded away, and then a strong demon-suppressing soldier quickly stepped out of the queue and ran quickly towards the front.
There was a commotion in the queue of demon-suppressing soldiers, but calm soon returned.
Some people took advantage of this moment to take out their marching water bottles and start drinking water, while small groups of demon-suppressing soldiers quickly spread to the left and right, taking on the role of guard.
But more people stretched their necks and tried to look ahead.
There is no obstruction on the plateau and the view is excellent.
Some demon-suppressing soldiers with good eyesight could even see a group of black mist spreading rapidly on the hillside in the distance.
That is the soul pollution coming from the depths of the Uncursed Road.
It is also the main means for the old gods to develop followers.
By now, soul pollution is no longer a secret in Middle-earth.
With the soul tester, soul pollution can also be replaced by numerical values.
As long as the value of soul pollution does not exceed one thousand, basically the demon-suppressing soldiers can persist in it for twelve hours.
Unless the value of soul pollution is too high, it will not cause much harm to the demon-suppressing troops.
Moreover, Middle-earth is not completely helpless against the phenomenon of soul pollution.
The polluted soul can be burned by fire or dispelled by the soul vibrator.
Anyway, the Academy of Sciences in Middle-earth is not a vegetarian. Since they studied the soul of Amtseba and the divine corpse, their research on the soul has become deeper and deeper.
Especially with the addition of the Yangtze River Research Institute, the Academy of Sciences has become even more powerful.
The genius researcher named Moren was as if his brain had undergone mutation, and he almost single-handedly promoted the advancement of the soul in the entire Middle-earth.
It is said that he is now starting to develop rune weapons, and the captured Hongyun Immortal and the three captured immortal weapons are the most important research items.
As the team paused, truck drivers also took the rare opportunity to inspect their vehicles.
In plateau areas, the oxygen is thin and the air pressure is very low. Coupled with the fact that vehicles are loaded with cargo, problems can easily arise.
Take advantage of the opportunity to check and check before you get stuck if there is a problem.
I stood on the side of the road, looking at the black fog in the distance in anguish, and whispered: "Boss, what the hell is this!"
"The name of the Evil Suppression Team has been given to someone else, so who are we? Wandering exorcists?"
As early as when he was plotting against Hong Yunxian's clone, Zhang Sanfen had taken advantage of his plan and deliberately lost his identity as a member of the evil-suppressing team.
This also makes me very puzzled.
Before, I thought that losing the identity of the evil-suppressing team was just a formality, and that it would eventually be returned to us when Liaodong is stabilized.
But who would have thought that we had captured Hongyun Immortal alive, and handed over all three immortal artifacts to the national treasury and handed them over to the Academy of Sciences for research.
But in the end, it was discovered that a new anti-evil team had been formed and had rushed to the front line of Curseless Road.
When I heard the news, I was so angry that I cursed my mother.
Zhang Baiqiang didn't even say a word, he just wanted to return directly with an octagonal sledgehammer.
Go to hell, love whoever you want.
Even the name of the evil-suppressing team has been taken away, so what’s the point?
Carrying a hammer and going back to find his three brothers, wouldn't it be nice for everyone to continue robbing the rich and giving to the poor? What if the Age of Ending Dharma is coming? Are you delaying your own free and easy life?
But Zhang Sanfen stopped us by shouting.
He stared at me and Zhang Baiqiang and said, "It was my own decision to give up the title of Evil Suppression Team. As for the reason, I can't tell you for the time being."
"Old Zhang, please stop staring."
"They are all brothers. There is no question of trust or distrust. It's just because there is a troublesome guy in the old gods who claims to be omniscient and omnipotent."
"That's right, even more powerful than Dongyi."
"You are not strong enough. Once you come into contact with the source of soul pollution, your soul may be read by it. In order to avoid this risk, I can only hide it from you."
I felt a lot more comfortable after saying this.
It's not that the boss doesn't want to say it, it's that he can't.
If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for not being strong enough.
Zhang Sanfen said seriously: "The anti-evil team is ours, it was before and it will be in the future!"
"But you don't need to be hostile to the newly formed evil-suppressing team. You even need to be grateful to them."
"As for why, you will understand later."
Having said that, no matter how curious we were, we didn't ask anything more about the Evil Suppression Team.
Anyway, guarding the curse-free road is something that every citizen of Middle-earth must do.
At this stall, even wanted criminals like White Curse Dusk can't hold back China-earth.
I lowered my head and ate the solid food, wondering when I would see the Queen of Secret Hearts.
Suddenly, there was a burst of exclamation from all around, and then someone shouted loudly: "What is that!"
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
"Protect the supplies on the car! Quick! Where is the Pyrotrooper? Set up the flame gun for me!"
"Commando team! Commando team assemble immediately!"
"Damn it! Who is in charge of security? I'm going to shoot him!"
"..."
Amidst the roar, a thick black fog rushed directly towards the demon-suppressing soldiers.
Suddenly, thick fog rolled in all around, and the gloomy air surged into the sky.
In the thick fog, there are countless ghost figures howling wildly. The special sound waves make people feel chilly in their hearts!
Zhang Sanfen suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice: "Get ready to fight!"
Suddenly, red battle flags fluttered in the wind, and the flags emitted gold and red light.
Gold is the five stars, and red symbolizes blood.
Flags were erected one after another, and as soon as the thick black fog came into contact, it dissipated like hot and splashing snow.
A majestic voice came from the side: "All troops are united by flags! Assemble quickly!"
"The demon-suppressing soldiers are outside! The heavy troops are inside!"
"Commandos prepare to fight back!"
Under the command of this voice, the team that was originally in chaos after being attacked instantly stabilized.
Although the demon-suppressing soldiers could not see clearly in the black fog, the light of the red battle flag could spread throughout the battlefield through the black fog.
They quickly moved towards the red battle flag with their rune swords in hand, unsheathed their swords, and kept slashing at the ghost figures rushing towards them in the black mist.
Zhang Sanfen's eyes flashed with a faint golden light. He held the tantric iron rod and said quickly: "There are A-level masters!"
"Stay in your position and don't wander around! I'll kill him!"
After finishing speaking, Zhang Sanfen had already dived directly into the black mist.
I was very anxious, but Zhang Baiqiang said lazily: "Why are you panic! Don't you know how strong Zhang San is?"
"As long as you don't encounter S-class, it's basically fine!"
"How many S-levels are there in the world? I dare say there are none in the Eighteen Hells!"
All right.
I really shouldn't be in such a hurry.
We had already calculated before coming here that the eighteen prison masters in the eighteen levels of hell should all be between strong A-level and weak A-level.
S-class is unlikely.
Because if you want to reach S-level, you must take the path of asking yourself.
The prison lords of the Eighteen Hells don't even have their own will, let alone belief.
Without faith, you cannot implement your will and strengthen your heart.
If they can't do this, they won't be able to overcome their inner demons and go through the road of questioning. They will only be A-level in this life.
The boss is the pinnacle of A-level, a master who is about to embark on the road of asking questions.
His beliefs are extremely firm and his goals are extremely clear, so the strength and purity of his soul are unmatched.
If the old god doesn't come out, who can kill him?
I really shouldn't worry about my boss.
There was red light all around, and occasionally the light of flames rose into the sky, which was the attack from the flame gun.
Suddenly, a furious roar came from the thick fog: "Who are you! Who are you!"
"Isn't this the reinforcement of Qinghai Demon Suppressor? Why are there such masters!"
"Who the hell are you!"
The furious voice was getting farther and farther away. He was obviously frightened and started running away.
As soon as he escaped, the surrounding thick fog receded like a tide, leaving only the broken souls and skeleton zombies all over the ground.
The attack came and went quickly.
Many demon-suppressing soldiers didn't even have time to see the enemy before the enemy had already fled away.
I looked around and saw countless demon-suppressing soldiers lying around the vehicle, and then I realized that the opponent's attack in the black mist was not aimless.
Instead, they all focus on transport vehicles.
The other party was obviously well prepared and was specifically designed to sabotage the transportation of supplies.
No wonder I was ready to fight, but I didn't notice the evil spirits attacking me.
I don’t know when Zhang Sanfen’s figure appeared beside me. He frowned and said quickly: “It’s the Scissor Prison Master!”
"They are here for reinforcements!"
"Also, there are surrender factions in the team! In other words, there are believers of the old gods guiding them in the direction!"