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Of course, there is more than just one kind of monster in the Sunken Wasteland: the Sunken Demon. Even if the power of the Sunken Demon is dominant here, it still cannot change the fact that the Sunken Demon is at the bottom of the food chain. Many monsters, whether they rely on food or not to gain survival ability - in fact, many Hell monsters do not need to eat. They can directly obtain survival elements from evil forces. However, eating can satisfy their murderous evil nature, which can be regarded as an indirect acquisition.
Such monsters gather in large numbers on the periphery of the Sunken Wasteland, and even close to the center, and the regional lord who rules here does not mind their existence, just like adding a few wolves to a flock of sheep, although some sheep will be lost. But the wolf that exudes threats at all times will make these sheep healthier and stronger. In the end, they will even dare to resist and actively attack the wolf and share the wolf meat.
In contrast, once the number of dwarfs is excessive, they will kill each other, and the strong will survive. In suppressing their strong reproductive ability and evolution, the two have embarked on different paths. The dwarfs are obviously more direct, primitive, and Brutal and terrifying to hear.
There are also a large number of sunken demon tribes in the Blood Wilderness and Cold Plains outside Rogge's Camp, but they are far less pure and systematic than in the Sunken Wasteland. In the past two days, just walking on the edge of the Sunken Wasteland, I saw everything I saw. The scenery has already opened our eyes to the little fox and I. It turns out that the Sinking Demon we have always been familiar with has such an unknown side. This kind of thought comes to mind again and again, and we can't stop at all.
Although the strength of the fallen demons is low, the civilization of this race is the most advanced and complete among the hell tribes I have ever seen. Compared with it, the dwarfs can only be regarded as barbaric civilizations. They huddle together to form large and small Tribes are just subconscious actions for survival, but the fallen demons have gotten rid of this vulgar taste and are moving towards higher ideals and goals. Although in the eyes of the intelligent life on the mainland, their society is still very primitive.
This is where the Sinking Devil really outperforms the dwarves. If one day, perhaps tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years later, the Sinking Devil will become the master of the hell world, if someone tells me so, maybe I will believe it.
Why has the hell world been unable to form civilization for a long time? Why do monsters like Twin Tails, who yearn for civilization, hide? It's not that the monsters in hell are not smart enough, but because of their inherent evil nature. Even the rulers of hell will not allow civilization to be born, because chaos and evil are the original forces of hell. Once civilization is produced, it means there is order. Chaos and evil will be weakened, and hell will no longer be hell.
Everyone just needs to enjoy fighting happily and obey my orders. This is the idea and method of the ruler of hell.
Alas, I am too busy thinking about what these scholars should think about.
After scratching our heads, the little fox and I quickly killed a group of hundreds of fallen demons. Seeing that nothing good was lost, we couldn't help but curled our lips in disgust and turned around to leave.
Dwarves and fallen demons are the poorest and most annoying.
The attacks of these fallen demons are surprisingly strong. Once they discover our whereabouts, they will chase us like a hunting dog even though they are thousands of miles away. Compared with the ones here in the Dark Continent, the fallen demons are as docile as dogs. sheep.
But it is understandable. In a place like this, the sheep that dare not bite the wolf have been eaten. In order to survive, even the docile fallen demon can transform into a fierce tiger. Of course, this is just talking about character and strength. .
What I am worried about is not these fallen demons, but the regional master.
Ordinary fallen demons are so ferocious and attack Jade Hope so strongly, so as the owner here, they probably have the same virtue. Attacking Jade Hope strongly means that the master of the area is likely to expand the entire area into its hunting ground. , and not limited to just wandering around the center of the city.
This means that the route we take on the edge is probably useless, and we will still encounter what we should encounter. Of course, it is not that we are afraid of the opponent's strength, but that I am reminded of the shameless characteristics of a fallen demon.
That's hugging the thigh. Yes, these guys like to hug the thigh because of their weak individual strength, and play the role of dog-headed strategists. Look, isn't Bisubosu just hugging a thick and long thigh? Sister An's thighs, tsk tsk, I guess even a female barbarian would be ashamed of herself if she saw them.
We have to be careful that the regional master here also hugs the thigh. It would be a headache to hug Big Pineapple's lizard thigh that is thicker than Sister An. However, you must have a certain level of strength and IQ to hug the thigh. That's fine, let me wait and see.
Soon, three days had passed in the Sunken Wasteland. Apart from the entangled Sunken Demon, there were no special obstacles. The temperature also dropped. The little fox was in a very happy mood and would mutter something from time to time. , this is the hell world in my imagination.
I'm curious about what the hell world in her mind looks like? But it’s actually not bad. Sinking in the wasteland is the normal state of the hell world. The ones we have experienced before are really a bit abnormal.
Just keep the difficulty like this and let us get through it happily.
With this kind of lucky idea, I just walked for half a day on today's journey. After enduring the quasi-tragic emperor attribute that didn't happen in three areas, I ran out to cause trouble without any warning.
From a distance, a suffocating breath suddenly rushed straight from the depths of the Sunken Wasteland, dragging a trail of billowing smoke and dust behind it, without any confusion, at an alarming speed, exuding murderous intent towards us.
At this point, Little Fox and I knew that this was definitely not an accidental encounter. The other party's target was obviously us two uninvited guests.
In an instant, the little fox and I got into a fighting stance, and in an instant, the opponent appeared in front of us across a distance of several kilometers.
So fast, a speed-type enemy?
What appeared in front of us was a Sinking Devil, the size of which was no different from ordinary Sinking Devils - I always thought that the four Stallone Sinking Devils were definitely on the wrong evolutionary tree.
However, this does not mean that the Sinking Demon in front of me is normal and has clicked on the correct evolutionary tree. Although there is nothing worth complaining about in terms of body shape, its body is as short and thin as an ordinary Sinking Demon. The golden half-armor, as well as the small golden knives and small bucklers equipped on the left and right hands, almost made me think that I ran to the wrong set and accidentally came to the Golden Zodiac.
Obviously, this guy is on the wrong evolutionary tree in terms of taste, what? Are you saying that I am also a person with vulgar taste who forgets about gold when he sees it? Asshole, nonsense, bold, boring, evil beast, go to hell. I like gold coins, but have you ever seen me paint my whole body golden? My elders have told me since I was a child that my wealth should not be exposed. I will not be such an idiot like this guy.
"I'll go first!" Seeing that the enemy was a speed player, the little fox was so excited and itchy that he couldn't bear it. He quickly got entangled with the golden sinking demon with vulgar taste. In the blink of an eye, there was a crackling sound within hundreds of meters. There was a continuous sound of metal collision. I counted carefully. In one second, the little fox had collided with the opponent's weapon more than a hundred times.
The strength of this golden sunken demon should be between the intermediate and advanced levels in the world. It looks like it should be the regional master in the sunken wasteland. It is a little different from what I expected. I thought it should be even stronger. A little, and then add a large group of over ten thousand subordinates. Even the world's top experts would not dare to mess with this combination, and the world's perfect experts would also want to take a detour.
Unexpectedly, the enemy in front of me was inferior in strength and acted alone, completely giving up its biggest advantage as a Sinking Demon. Is it too arrogant? That alone would be enough for the little fox to handle.
Well, I just said to cope with it, not to defeat it. After all, there is still a difference in strength. The speed of the little fox can completely suppress the opponent, but it is obvious that this guy has vulgar taste. A set of golden half-body armor is not in vain. Defense It is much taller than the normal Sinking Demon. The little fox's weapon fell on it several times, only to see sparks flying. This defense is almost catching up with the siege beasts of the same level.
If the little fox had a sword of victory in his hand, he would probably be able to chop up the opponent's melons and vegetables in about ten minutes, so it is still very important to have good weapons and equipment.
In the blink of an eye, the little fox and the Jincancan Sinking Demon have been fighting for several minutes. The competition at the beginning was about absolute speed, and then turned to other aspects of the competition. Obviously, the Jincancan Sinking Demon saw that the speed he was proud of was no match for the little fox. I plan to change my fighting style.
However, apart from speed, the little fox is not bad in other aspects. She can handle both long-range and melee combat. In my words, her basic foundation is very solid. Even if she suddenly breaks through to the realm of world power, she still has not fallen behind. .
The battle changed from frequent crackling metal collisions at the beginning to strange gusts of sinister wind. The battlefield expanded to a radius of ten miles. From time to time, I saw a flash of golden light, followed by sizzling red lightning. This was the golden sinking demon. ’s moves, I want to complain about what kind of affair it has with Lakanisiu?
The little fox was not to be outdone. She used the assassin's trap skills to her advantage, and her shadow training was even more bizarre. In front of an enemy of this level, she was finally able to display her true abilities. What do you mean by those demon butchers, and no one else? Huge Thorny Wood Demons that can produce sparks upon collision. These enemies are a bit too bullying for the Assassin profession.
Well, just let the little fox play for half an hour... No, an hour is fine, and then it's time for me to take action.
The abacus in my mind was rattling. Speedy people generally don't have high physical strength, and fighting consumes a lot of energy. They are the least good at dealing with protracted battles. Of course, except for guys like Carlos, once the Paladin puts on the endurance aura , its physical strength is a mystery, you will never understand it.
I gave the fighting time from half an hour to an hour, which is enough for the little fox to enjoy. If it continues, she may be beaten by the Jincancan Sinking Demon due to physical factors. After all, there is a big gap in strength. The most important thing is The little fox doesn't have heaven-defying equipment. Maybe the equipment of the golden fallen demon in front of me is worse than hers. I was also drunk when I realized this possibility. People are not as good as dogs.
No, the little fox still had a trump card. She finally took out the Dragon Bone Sword and let the Jin Cancan Sinking Demon bleed. This little fox was not satisfied with just having fun. She wanted to go up a level and defeat the enemy.
My lady, the Holy Lady of Heavenly Fox, is arrogant at heart after all.
So, it doesn't matter if you give her two hours. Anyway, it's not enough time. The Demon Slayer and I still spent more than two days.
I had just relaxed and planned to watch the little fox show off his power and kill the golden fallen demon and run away with its head in its arms. Suddenly, my heart suddenly tightened again.
Bastard, you've almost given me enough. It's not good for my heart to keep surprising me!
I angrily lifted the spiritual coffee table and looked cautiously into the distance.
We guessed wrong, the little fox and I both guessed wrong. The regional master of the Sunken Wasteland is not the golden Sunken Demon in front of us, or in other words, it is not just him.
There is another regional lord with an equally powerful aura, and behind him is a group of mighty Sinking Demon thugs - this is the fighting mode of the Sinking Demon clan. Fighting alone is not their style at all, gathering together to fight in groups, Using force to overwhelm talent is their strength.
At this time, another area lord led his thugs to the battlefield aggressively. The entire wasteland seemed to be covered with a carpet of fallen demons. From a distance, there was a black army of fallen demons everywhere, five thousand. ? Ten thousand? Twenty thousand? I'm afraid it's more than that.
We were still tens of thousands of meters away from the battlefield, but the huge force had already changed the color of the sky. In a daze, the little fox and I seemed to see a shadow of a fallen demon, with its head in the sky and its feet on the earth. It was an unknown height, and its power swept thousands of miles. As soon as he raised the cloud-like blade in his hand, the sky split into two halves.
This is the first time I have seen such a concentrated and powerful momentum.
No, we can't let them get close anymore!
After being stunned for a short time, I reacted and transformed instantly. The cosplay bear roared, and its size expanded violently. In the blink of an eye, it was already a hundred meters high, but it was still as small as an ant in front of the upright shadow of the Sinking Demon.
However, I have said countless times that body shape has never been a factor in determining victory or defeat, not even an element.
The cosplay bear, which was magnified dozens of times, took a deep breath. The brown bear fur all over his body swelled again, and giant muscles bulged out, transforming from a chubby ragdoll bear into a Schwarzenegger bear.
Then, take a step forward, exhale, and punch, all in one go.
Four levels of flame fist!
In an instant, there was only one color left in the sky and the earth, the dark red of destruction. The phantom of the fallen demon that looked like a giant supporting the world, in front of the sweeping dark red of destruction, was like an inflated balloon that encountered fire, with a pop. burst……
. . . (To be continued.)
