After nearly a month in this world, Wang Xing calmed down and continued to accumulate his overall power.
He is powerful on his own, but before he got the skills and powerful equipment this time, he encountered a group of rats, and his performance was not even as good as that of a man in plate armor with a solid body. The man in plate armor can survive until the end, but he is not certain.
So Wang Xing kept summoning a large number of demons. When the number of shadow demons and the food and other materials on hand could only last for three days, new information from the other side came through.
The transformation of the town by the strong men in the territory is now nearing completion.
After many detailed investigations, Wang Xing learned that as early as half a year ago, someone in the territory had begun to strengthen the town in an orderly manner.
The banner of those people when they appeared was to make the villages whose territory was at the border of the woods more prosperous. So a large number of caravans appeared, began to renovate the town, and reinforced and built fortifications around the town.
After all this time and effort, the people who were definitely not right would have left long ago.
There are also four more walls around the town, and the mayor who once belonged to the owner here has now retreated behind the scenes, and several large noble families in the territory jointly control the town.
Around the most luxurious buildings in the town, houses were torn down and the inner city walls were built.
Outside the city wall, a large amount of wood has been cut down, and the forest boundary that once belonged to the boundary line with the witches is now bare.
Without the protection of the woods, any monster or human within a kilometer range will be clearly seen.
And around this open space, there are clearly fires rising, and arrow towers and small outposts are scattered around to monitor the movements in the direction of the forest.
On the top floor of the luxurious building in the inner city, the thick wooden door was pushed open, and military boots inlaid with silver armor stepped in, stepping on the soft hand-woven wool carpet.
"Latest information!"
The people in the house have long been accustomed to the irritable personalities of people outside.
Some of them didn't even raise their heads at all, either continuing to read or closing their eyes to meditate. Only the leader among them said: "Don't be impatient. If you have something to say, please speak slowly."
"Yes, little lord." The blond man wearing plate armor and holding a helmet in his arms nodded quickly, but still said nervously: "After investigation by secret agents, it was found that the elite from the royal city have been confirmed dead!"
After hearing these words, no one in the room had any big mood swings.
"Isn't this normal? There has been no movement for so long. Those people must be dead."
"What a bunch of trash, like children. They insisted on coming over and talking about cooperation to kill the witches. In the end, we started according to the plan. Those witches were already prepared and didn't kill many at all."
"If the church hadn't sent new experts over, and with this group of people at the forefront, we wouldn't have lost any more of our own strength, and we would have broken through the witch's forest castle long ago!"
Several people talked casually, and after hearing their words, the people who came to report the news felt more at ease.
He scratched his head, recalled the news he had just heard, and hurriedly said: "By the way, the news I heard just now, they said that they found many traces of demon activities around, and it is very likely that there are witches who want to take action against us in advance! "
"Hahaha!"
In one sentence, everyone was amused.
"Witches still dare to attack us? Are they tired of living?"
"During this period, our Thunder Operation has directly strangled over a hundred witches. There are no more than fifty of them left in total. They are all cowering in the forest castle in fear. Even if they really want to counterattack, how can they counterattack us!"
"They are just a group of poor people who survive by relying on the shadow of the strong. If they don't come, forget it. If they do come, they will be killed!"
Hearing the heroic words of powerful men in the conference room who were able to control territory and even influence the entire kingdom without leaving home, those who entered felt even more at ease.
Since a strong man doesn't care about his enemies, he doesn't need to scare himself.
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dark night.
The moon hanging in the sky is a waning moon like a scimitar.
Black clouds drifting from nowhere gradually covered the waning moon.
The people patrolling the town walls were dozing. I had no choice but to stand guard for a long time. As a result, except for the small impact caused by the witch at first, there were no problems in the world for too long.
Moreover, in the large open space in front of them, there were many arrow towers and outposts. Those at the front are all elite soldiers who make arguments. If something really happens, they can send a signal from a distance, and the people on their side will see it and wake up in an instant.
As the men slept, dark clouds overhead blocked the moonlight.
The shadows in the darkness seemed to come to life one by one.
The shadow in the corner quickly spread to the city wall, and then the shadow was like a dark stream of water. It suddenly stretched out a four-fingered claw and slashed hard at the throats of these sleeping sentinels.
One by one, the big heads fell to the ground, but before the corpses of these people fell to the ground before melting, the shadows behind them quickly supported these people. When the corpses slowly melted and disappeared, the shadows changed into their appearance, and continued Stay where you are.
It's just that there is a faint fishy smell on this wide and deserted quiet wall.
Dark clouds passed overhead, and the captain, who was sitting in front of a brazier roasting potatoes under the city wall, felt as if he smelled something wrong.
"Someone! Someone!"
After shouting twice, no one came, and the captain's face suddenly turned dark. He thought again that his lazy subordinates must have fallen asleep again.
"These sons of bitches! They don't listen to their shouts. Do they want to rebel?"
The captain stood up angrily, grabbed the riding crop beside him, and wanted to go up and teach these brats a lesson.
As he stepped from the fire, the shadow behind him followed.
When the captain passed a staircase without light, two sharp claws ripped open the captain's chest.
The hair on the captain's body stood up, and he suddenly wanted to shout loudly, but a big hand penetrated directly into the captain's mouth from the depth of the wall.
From all directions, claws with a combat power of over fifty were clawing at the captain's limbs, blocking his movements and sounds.
Then, these claws used hard force to tear the captain's body apart.
Amidst the blood and flesh splattering, one of the shadow demons transformed into the captain, and then, amid the secret laughter of the other shadow demons, he "punished" those guys for taking a nap step by step.
The shadow demon was a little annoyed after being whipped, but in order to show reality, he could only do this.
When the captain finished his work and stood on the broad plain with his hands behind his back, he also saw the people going to change the bonfire under the arrow tower, shaking their torches in order to signal.
