The execution of prisoners of the Qianyang Army was in progress, but Su Tianzheng took Ding Wenjia away from the execution team and flew towards the ruins below. Although Ding Wenjia wanted to join the execution team and kill these Qianyang tribesmen with his own hands, he thought of taking the execution. Ding Wenjia couldn't help but feel excited when she came down to deal with the extremely vicious criminal Su Tianzheng mentioned.
However, Ding Wenjia was very puzzled. The person who could commit heinous crimes against the Lingli clan must be one of the strongest among other clans. Why did Su Tianzheng say that there was no need to fight at all? Could it be that the Wuxiang Army had already brought this person to justice? Law?
With excitement, Ding Wenjia and Su Tianzheng landed in a dilapidated neighborhood of Thunder City. At this time, Thunder City was full of ruins and ruins, and it was difficult to distinguish the location, but Ding Wenjia felt keenly that this seemed to be near her home.
Thinking of his two dead brothers, Ding Wenjia was heartbroken. Su Tianzheng suddenly asked: "Miss Ding, are you interested in joining us?"
"Join the Wuxiang Army?"
Ding Wenjia's eyes lit up: "Of course I do!"
"No, it's not the Wuxiang Army, but the Guanghao Army."
"Kwang Haojun?"
Ding Wenjia became confused: "But Commander Su, aren't you the commander of the Wuxiang Army? Why did you invite me to join the Guanghao Army?"
Su Tianzheng smiled and explained: "Tell you a secret, please help me keep it secret. In fact, I am the leader of the Wuxiang Army, but in fact I am a member of the Guanghao Army. The Wuxiang Army is too kind, too idealistic, and cruel. The reality of the struggle is inconsistent. Only the Guanghao Army that wants to destroy all enemies is worthy of my sacrifice."
Su Tianzheng patted Ding Wenjia on the shoulder and praised: "The unyielding will and deep-seated hatred in you are really rare. To absorb talents like you into the Wuxiang Army is a huge loss to our spiritual family. Join us. We Guanghao Army, you will become the sharpest arrow, piercing deeply into the enemy's chest!"
"I do!"
Ding Wenjia said without hesitation.
"To be honest with you, Commander, I, Ding Wenjia, have always wanted to join the Guanghao Army and fight for the spiritual clan! It's just that my cultivation level is too low to join the great Guanghao Army."
"It's different now."
Ding Wenjia looked at his hands and said blankly: "I don't know why this is happening..."
"Soon you will know. Let's go and take you to see this person who has committed heinous crimes against our Lingli clan. Punishing this evil thief will be more satisfying than killing tens of thousands of Qianyang clan soldiers."
As he spoke, Su Tianzheng waved his hand, and the surrounding ruins began to shake violently. The time and space in front of them was like an open book, with pages quickly opened, revealing the deepest gaps in time and space. Su Tianzheng led Ding Wenjia into a Among the layers of time and space, in the darkest and most profound gap, they saw a simple building.
The moment she saw the building, Ding Wenjia's originally excited mood suddenly cooled down. The quaint and dilapidated attic, the familiar rustling sounds coming from the attic... She could hardly believe her eyes.
"Grandpa...grandpa's attic...how could it be..."
Ding Wenjia suddenly realized something. She panicked and turned around to leave, but Su Tianzheng's gentle hand held her tightly, forcing her to keep getting closer to the familiar attic.
"don't want……"
"Don't pull me!"
Ding Wenjia's tears kept flowing down, and she tried desperately to break free from Su Tianzheng's control. However, she could not defeat Su Tianzheng, so she could only be pulled by Su Tianzheng and slowly approached the attic.
"Miss Ding! Miss Ding! Don't you want to know who lives in that attic?"
"I don't want to! I don't want to know!"
Ding Wenjia cried, her whole body shaking uncontrollably.
Su Tianzheng leaned against her ear and whispered: "Have you ever heard of the legend of the Black Death Demon?"
The word "Black Death Demon" made Ding Wenjia shiver all over.
"It seems you know."
Su Tianzheng's tone became lighter and darker.
"The leader of the Black Realm Clan of the Gravity Clan, a top monk in the Xuantian period, mastered the supreme Black Realm Crystal. He once transformed into the Black Death Demon. With his profound understanding of time and space, he raided the time and space cities of our Spirit Clan. Countless clan members were killed by him.
With one hand, he killed as many spiritual tribesmen as many other tribes put together!"
The more Ding Wenjia listened, the more his body shivered.
Su Tianzheng continued: "And he is different from other ethnic groups. The other ethnic groups attack our spiritual power clan just to capture our people and escort them to the spiritual power mine. Is the spiritual power mine cruel? But let me tell you, the spiritual power clan would rather
I don’t want to encounter the Black Death Demon even if I am escorted to a spiritual power mine.”
"The Black Death Demon is not here to plunder spiritual power, he is just here to kill, for pure cruelty."
"Do you know what it will look like in a time and space city that has been plundered by the Black Death Demon?"
Su Tianzheng's words were like the whispers of a devil, which frightened Ding Wenjia into turning pale and breaking into cold sweat.
"In the time and space city that was ravaged by the Black Death Demon, all men, women, and children in the city will be suspended in the air by the huge gravity without knowing it. Then the gravity is like a squeezing millstone, squeezing them from the outside in. Just like you before
What he did to the Qianyang Clan army..."
"But you did it too quickly. Those people were instantly crushed to pieces without feeling much pain. The Black Death knows how to torture people better than you. He will squeeze people, but in a slow way.
.Your skin first collapses, then the flesh and blood shrink, and then the bones break bit by bit. The broken bones and flesh and blood stir inside your body, cutting your internal organs and stinging your meridians. But during this process, your head will not
No matter what squeeze you receive, you will always remain in the most awake state and feel every bit of pain."
"Those who are squeezed will scream in agony throughout the process. Amid the screams throughout the city, everyone will eventually be squeezed into a ball of flesh with only their heads left. Eyes will be spit out from their sockets, staring at the sky, as if asking questions again.
, what did our spiritual clan do wrong? Why did God inflict so much pain on our spiritual clan!"
"This is the Black Death Demon, and this Black Death Demon is now in this dilapidated attic."
Snap!
Su Tianzheng's hand suddenly held the back of Ding Wenjia's head, forcing her to look at the attic. Then Su Tianzheng whispered: "You said, as a pure spiritual clan member, as a person who is willing to dedicate his life to the spiritual clan,
What should we do with this Black Death?"
"Yes, he stopped, and I, Wuxiang City, let him go and let him spend the rest of his life in Thunder City. But is this really fair? He had a stable second half of his life, but he tortured him to death
What should we do to the Lingli clan? How should we explain to them? Who should we look for to repay the pain of our Lingli clan? Miss Ding, what do you think I should do?"
Ding Wenjia's trembling and fearful expression gradually turned ferocious. She was trembling all over, but this time it was not trembling with fear and resistance, but with extreme anger that was about to be uncontrollable!