The Demon Soldier Cemetery is definitely not a place to bury the Demon Soldiers, but a land where these artificial creatures are worse than death. The Demon Soldiers who were thrown into this desolate land will still live with longing for their masters and anger towards their enemies at first, but they can
As time goes by and cannot see the future of life, many of these magic soldiers will become hysterical or even crazy.
The law of the jungle is firstly a necessity for survival, and secondly, it is a way to prove that one is still alive in the future.
After Thirteen repeatedly knocked on the stone, which was the Sky-shattering Demon Cannonball, and failed to abduct it, he had to give up and continue walking towards the inside of the cemetery.
There are really a lot of magic soldiers here, and you can see them everywhere either hunting in disguise, or fighting and killing each other with open swords.
The amazing thing is that many times a group of people surrounds and kills one person, but after one of their companions is injured, they and the chasing guy can turn around and cut their companions into pieces.
Seeing all this in Thirteen's eyes, he feels a little disappointed, because these are not what he wants. What he needs is a guy who has faith in survival, not a zombie that is humanoid but has degenerated into a ghost.
While walking across the basin platform, Thirteen seemed to see the scene of demonic purgatory. New demonic soldiers were being dropped from the sky all the time. They should have had more spiritual power and the highest chance of survival.
But as soon as they landed, they were cut into pieces by a group of hungry demon soldiers before they could react.
As Thirteen was walking through the cemetery, some demonic soldiers began to gather behind him. They were like hungry wolves, waiting for the strength to cut Thirteen into pieces, and they would do it without hesitation.
The guys who can be thrown into the Demon Soldier Cemetery are already at the level of heaven, but most of them are only the lowest level of heaven-level demon-hunting weapons, which are inferior to the natural heaven-level demon-hunting weapons such as combat.
Thirteen was not afraid of these already weak demon soldiers stalking him, but he was not afraid of thieves stealing. He was afraid that the thieves would be thinking about them. Thirteen stopped several times to launch counterattacks, but they disappeared with one charge. When Thirteen stopped, he continued walking.
, they slowly gathered together again, as annoying as flies.
Thirteen was disturbed, but there was nothing he could do about it. However, Thirteen discovered a special place. There was actually a road paved with rocks on this peaceful land. When Thirteen walked on it, those who were following behind
They will be so frightened that they don't know what to do, and they seem to be afraid of getting close.
Thirteen looked at the wide stone road that led directly to the mountain peaks in the center of the basin along the slope canyon. He walked all the way down without thinking too much. Those annoying flies only dared to stand on both sides of the road and bite their teeth.
It's so itchy that I don't dare to get close.
Thirteen proudly headed west, taking the broad road as he wished. When he reached the bottom, he discovered why the flies did not dare to follow.
There are various simple stone houses built on the plains here, and a large number of more powerful magic soldiers live here, turning it into a village. Especially on both sides of the entrance to the canyon, there are two
A 30-meter-tall rock giant, they waved their swords and slashed them on the ground in front of Thirteen, only a few dozen centimeters away from Thirteen's toes.
"Who are these two people next to them? The second general of the Demon World?" Thirteen's scalp was a little numb.
"The giant demon puppet... this kind of thing is from hundreds of thousands of years ago. The demon world has since become extinct. I didn't expect it to exist here?" the sword niche ghost said in shock.
"By the way, do they understand what you are translating? If we can't communicate, we'd better leave here now." Thirteen found that more magic soldiers had surrounded them, and their queues were in order, not at all like
The stragglers should have received formal training.
Half of them turned into weapons, and half became soldiers who used weapons.
"It shouldn't be a problem, right? We have limited time. They should be heads. If we talk to their heads, the problem of weapons can be solved directly." Sword niche ghost suggested.
"You can't see it from behind. Their eyes are full of hostility. It scares me to death. If we really get into a fight, I don't have the confidence to leave alive..." Thirteen doesn't want to be trapped in the hundreds of thousands of heavenly steps.
Surrounded by demon soldiers.
"Calm down, they won't kill you. The most they can do is explode your anus." The sword niche ghost chuckled.
"Don't forget that you are hanging in front of my anus. When others push me down, I will point to your eyes and say, this is my vagina, and you will feel so happy." Thirteen said with a bad smile.
"grass……"
Just as Thirteen and the sword niche ghost behind him were "fighting", a man who looked like a black iron tower grabbed the blade in front of him with both hands and swung it upward. The huge body of the giant spirit demon couldn't help but move backwards.
Faded a step.
The 2-meter-tall Black Iron Tower, wearing only a pair of trousers, appeared in front of Shisan. This guy actually had 4 arms and 12 abdominal muscles. He looked like he was no longer human at first glance.
"Aren't you a magic soldier?" Black Iron Tower sniffed Thirteen's body.
"I'm not a KFC home delivery guy, can you take me to meet you guys?" Thirteen said with a smile.
"The Lost Realm strictly prohibits outsiders from entering. If you take another step, I will have to end your life." Black Iron Tower Hao said unreasonably,
"Really?" Thirteen's hands were hanging on the sword niche ghost behind his waist, and he took a step forward in front of all the guards, "I'm coming in, what can you do to me?"
All the changes happened in an instant. The Black Iron Tower blasted out four violent punches, and the ground was smashed into slag. However, Thirteen made a detour and arrived behind the Black Iron Tower. Thirteen was faster than the Black Iron Tower.
"Kneel down!" Thirteen's whole body was lifted up with all his muscles and white veins cut off, and a straight punch hit Black Iron Tower's waist and spine. He spared no effort, this should be the most vulnerable part of human beings, but it was passed to Thirteen
The force of the shock was unimaginable, and one punch actually shocked Shisan himself and caused him to slide 5 meters away.
"He is made of Demonic Stone, don't compete for strength! That kind of material has been extinct in the Demonic World. It is the hardest metal in the Demonic Realm, and maybe the hardest in the Three Realms." The sword niche ghost quickly explained.
"Then let's try and see what its condensation point is." When Thirteen chuckled, the Mad Dragon Gauntlet had already taken shape on his left arm.
"That's enough!" An old voice came from behind Thirteen. Thirteen couldn't feel his presence at all and turned around in surprise.
I saw a bald old man standing there with his back hunched over. He was dressed in a white robe and was not at all harmonious with the dark world around him.
"You are the boss, right?" Thirteen ignored the tense black iron tower and looked back at the old man.
"What does boss mean?" the bald old man smiled.
"Sorry, I shouldn't show off my English. Boss means boss, boss, king, overlord." Thirteen said sternly.
"I prefer to call myself the village chief here, they all call me that. I'm sorry, I can't order anyone here, but everyone also likes to hear my suggestions. After all, I am the most popular person in the entire Demon Soldier Cemetery.
A veteran and an old man.
If you have something you want to talk about, just tell me. Please don't show your weapons made of demon souls. Most of the residents here have hot tempers. If we fight, maybe you will die, right?" The bald village chief is neither humble nor overbearing.
But he has shown his kindness.
Thirteen raised his left hand to show his sincerity. The mad dragon gauntlet surrounding it had disappeared into the air, and the hostility of the surrounding soldiers had also subsided.
It seemed that the village chief was indeed in good hands. Thirteen wanted to express his intention directly, but the village chief said that this was not the place to talk.
The Lost Realm is as big as almost a quarter of the Demon Soldier Cemetery. It is supported by the Holy Mountain in the center and has a total of 300,000 Demon Soldiers living around it. Although they are all abandoned weapons, they are trapped in the
In the endless hell, the Lost Realm advocates peace. They will not attack each other, so they can live together quietly.
If someone's spiritual power is about to run out, he will not be reduced to food, and everyone will hold a funeral to let him die a worthy death. The village chief established the Lost Realm by himself, from a few hundred peaceful demon soldiers to now 300,000
The population can be said to be truly rare.
The village chief led Thirteen alone towards the Holy Mountain, surrounded by many demon soldiers. They greeted the village chief, but looked fiercely at Thirteen, especially since the black iron tower kept following behind.
During the conversation, Thirteen learned that the four-armed black iron tower made of magic stone was named Simba, but Thirteen always mistakenly called it "Siba", so the good "Lion King" became
"His".
They hate outsiders, or they hate everything. Desperation can destroy everything, and it is too easy to make a person pervert.
The village chief has been working hard to enrich everyone's lives. It is estimated that the magic soldiers fell in love, formed families, and held regular activities to eliminate this atmosphere of despair.
However, the magic weapon is infinitely good, but it is a pity that it cannot give birth, cannot extend its life, and can only slowly wait for death, which still makes the aura of despair linger over the Lost Realm.
After walking into the holy mountain, Thirteen finally felt the atmosphere of the Demon Soldier Cemetery, because in the hollowed-out mountain peak, there were piles of corpses of various Demon Soldiers, like parts in a scrapped car factory.
, lost their luster and vitality, and were piled together helplessly.
"Mr. Thirteen, then your body contains the soul bodies of the two demon gods Taotie and Frozen Dragon, but your essence is human..." The village chief has never heard of such a ridiculous thing.
"Whether you believe it or not, this is the truth. I am fighting against the Kingdom of Satan. Almost all my weapons are broken. I am short of money, so I came here to hunt for treasure. I don't like to take things by force. I only show them to me.
Get rid of the fancy weapons." Thirteen said it as if he were making a deal.
"Now I believe that Mr. Thirteen's arrival is not malicious, but why do you think I agreed to let you take away the magic soldiers here?" The village chief's smile suddenly turned into a serious face.