As night approaches, new recruits from the demons begin to enter the camp.
Of course, these demon recruits are led by corresponding centurions.
These centurions are basically selected from the veterans of the Heavenly Demons who have achieved military exploits, or who are in the lower ranks of the Heavenly Demons.
Each centurion led his own recruits to their own camps.
Zhuo Wen casually glanced at the centurions and found that these centurions were relatively lazy and looked at the recruits with eyes full of contempt.
There were even some centurions with cruel personalities who kept whipping their subordinates, causing many of the demon recruits to look fearful and dare not say a word.
Zhuo Wen looked at the scene around him and couldn't help but frown slightly, shaking his head secretly in his heart.
Although these demons are naturally powerful, their ability to lead troops in battle is far from satisfactory, at least for their subordinates.
If the demon class system were not extremely strict, the demons would have been in turmoil long ago.
In the human race, if a centurion abused his subordinates like this, the subordinates would definitely rise up. How could they be manipulated like this by a centurion?
"So cruel! Is this how Centurions treat their subordinates?"
The demon recruits on Zhuo Wen's side were all huddled up, looking at the scene of mourning people all around them, with expressions of fear on their faces.
Moxu Ji also looked at Zhuo Wen nervously, and found that the latter seemed indifferent to this, and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that the centurion he is loyal to is different from other centurions!
For some reason, Mo Xuji always felt that the aura of Lord Mo Zhuo gave him a very familiar feeling.
He had felt this feeling before with the superior demonic text.
Thinking of this, Mo Xuji shook his head, smiled bitterly and said to himself: "I'm really crazy! Lord Mo Zhuo and Lord Mo Wen are simply incomparable! It's better not to think too much about this matter!"
Compared with the mourning in other camps, Zhuowen's camp was much calmer.
"Huh? You are also a centurion awarded by Lady Mo Ji? Why haven't I seen you?"
In the tent next to Zhuo Wen, a triangular-born demon was holding a huge mace and swinging it at the recruits kneeling in front of him without politeness. His eyes were focused on Zhuo Wen's side.
"I am also a recruit! It's just because I am a low-level demon, so Lady Mo Ji specially granted me the position of centurion!" Zhuo Wen said calmly.
The Triangle Devil showed a look of astonishment, and noticed that Zhuo Wen was sitting in front of the camp, motionless, while the hundreds of recruits under him were standing nearby, safe and sound, with strange eyes.
"Why don't you teach your new recruits a lesson? By the way, you just joined the army and don't understand these rules!"
The Triangle Demon was talking to himself, and couldn't help but stand up and walk towards Zhuo Wen's tent. The mace in his hand was still stained with black blood.
That was the blood of his demon recruits.
The new recruits of the demon in Zhuowen's camp were so frightened that they stepped back dozens of steps, looking at the approaching triangular demon with fear.
"Since you are new here, I will teach you the rules of this camp! We demons are born with great strength, and our character is also violent, cruel, and unruly! Therefore, after the new recruits join the army, we centurions must establish our authority.
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"Only by establishing the majesty of us centurions can we better command them! Let them be obedient to us!"
The Triangle Demon said calmly to Zhuo Wen, just like an elder teaching a younger one.
"If you don't adapt, how about I teach these new recruits of yours for you?"
As he said that, the Triangle Demon glanced at Moxu Ji and other recruits behind Zhuo Wen, and the violence in his eyes became more and more intense, and there was even a trace of murderous intent.
Zhuo Wen naturally sensed the evil intentions in the eyes of this triangular demon. This person obviously wanted to help him train his new recruits, and he was probably trying to kill his new recruits.
"No need! I will teach my soldiers myself!" Zhuo Wen said calmly.
"I have fought in several battles and have much more combat experience than you! You have just joined the army and you know nothing about it, so let me teach you!"
The Triangle Demon didn't take it seriously and continued to move towards the recruits behind Zhuo Wen, paying no attention to Zhuo Wen at all.
Obviously, in his eyes, although Zhuo Wen is also a low-level demon, he is still a newcomer after all, and it is best to bully him.
"roll!"
Zhuo Wen suddenly raised his head, his eyes burst out with scarlet light, and a terrifying demonic power rolled in like a tide.
The Triangular Demon's pupils shrank, his steps couldn't help but stop, and he looked at Zhuo Wen in fear.
Although the demonic power released by Zhuo Wen is still the aura of lower-level demons, it is far more powerful and terrifying than most lower-level demons.
"This is a guy who is about to be promoted to a mid-level Heavenly Demon! Are you kidding me, this kind of guy actually chooses to join the army!" The Triangle Heavenly Demon trembled, his eyes wide.
Staring at Zhuo Wen in horror.
The moment Zhuo Wen released the terrifying demonic power, it immediately caused a sensation in the camp.
All the centurions were seen, they all stopped their actions to show their authority, and their scarlet eyes looked towards Zhuo Wen's camp.
They all felt the terror of this demonic power, and their eyes showed fear and fear.
"If you dare to take another step forward, I will kill you!" Zhuo Wen sat cross-legged and remained as still as a mountain.
His tone was cold and ruthless, full of cruel killing intent.
The Triangle Demon stood there, cold sweat falling from his forehead, and his whole body was soaked with sweat.
He indeed felt the terrifying killing intent released from Zhuo Wen's eyes.
He had no doubt that if Zhuo Wen took action, he would probably not be his opponent.
But he was very unwilling and just retreated. If he retreated, how would his face be saved?
Wow!
Mu Feng stood up suddenly. The demon's power seemed to become even more terrifying at this moment. Many ordinary demon recruits were so frightened that they fell to the ground and trembled.
The Triangle Demon sighed in his heart, suddenly raised his hand to Zhuo Wen, and said with a wry smile: "If you win, I won't take over for you!"
With that said, the Triangle Demon faced Zhuo Wen and slowly retreated towards the back, always on guard against Zhuo Wen taking action against him.
It wasn't until the Triangle Demon retreated to his tent and saw that Zhuo Wen still didn't make a move that he breathed a sigh of relief. He cupped his hands to Zhuo Wen and sat down in the tent with his head down.
Zhuo Wen also breathed a sigh of relief. He had just taken advantage of the power of the demon, but he had been worried, fearing that the three-dimensional demon would really attack him.
When the time comes, even though he is so weak, his secret will be revealed.
Isn’t that just pretending to be a failure? Not only is the situation embarrassing, but also life-threatening.
"Is there anyone else who wants to discipline the new recruits for me?"
After Zhuo Wen stabilized his mind, he put his hands behind his back and looked around, his voice cold and ruthless.
Many centurions around him raised their hands, but they had no intention of provoking Zhuo Wen.
"Damn it! You are so weak now, but you are not weak at all in showing off! I want to show off after seeing this!"
After Zhuo Wen sat back down again, Ma Yujie's voice immediately rang in Zhuo Wen's mind, looking eager to try.
"If you go out to pretend, you will only pretend to be a pig!" Zhuo Wen said unceremoniously.