5:50 in the evening.
The ferocious beasts that attacked the Crow Valley camp were finally cleared away.
After an afternoon of fighting, more than 20 Chosen Ones were killed in the Crow Valley camp.
Most of them were crushed to death by Sancai Kun who smashed the cabins.
The chosen ones who are still alive are all above level 7, and many have been promoted to level 8 or even level 9, joining the ranks of the elite.
They held the 14th wave of beasts!
Su Zeran: "Brothers, don't rush to clean up the battlefield. Go back to the cabin to replenish your status! There will be a wave of ferocious beasts next, and the final BOSS at level 15 is probably coming soon!"
Force: "Mom, I'm exhausted from defending this wave. Can I withstand the 15th wave?"
Xiao Luo: "Don't be a coward, just do it and it will be done."
Huang Yuanming: "Isn't it just a level 15 lord? Since Mr. Nanfeng is here, I will kill the level 20 lord for you too!"
Nanfeng: "Brother, you are so bragging, can you please stop taking me with you?"
Nanfeng's magic value was empty for several rounds, and he kept drinking [not-so-clean fresh water] without stopping.
His stomach was swollen and he had to urinate urgently.
"No, I have to find a place to pee first."
Nanfeng came to the west cliff and found a hidden corner...
"Shh~~"
"Comfortable."
After settling the important physiological matter, Nanfeng felt relaxed all over.
When he was about to return to the cabin to replenish his health and magic power, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the corpse of a hill ant in the corner and disappeared.
"?"
Nanfeng turned his head and looked at that corner.
The blood stains on the ground and the severed limbs of the ants all told that a hill ant once died here.
But now, the ant is gone.
"It's strange...the monster has been refreshed?"
Nanfeng scratched his head, a little confused, but he didn't think it was a big problem.
In the deepest part of Nanfeng's heart, he still feels that this world is a game world.
Killing monsters will increase experience and explode equipment. Isn’t this just playing games?
So when a hill ant suddenly disappeared, Nanfeng didn't think it was anything to make a fuss about.
The corpse has been refreshed, the basic operation of online games.
Returning to the cabin, Nan Feng fell on the bed and began to close his eyes and meditate.
A whole day of high-intensity fighting made Nanfeng extremely exhausted.
Physical fatigue is actually not bad, after all, Nan Feng does not need to fight with ferocious beasts.
The main reason was that he had been concentrating for too long and consumed too much mental energy. Nanfeng now had a headache and just wanted to fall on the bed and rest.
Su Zeran and others also returned to their cabins and discussed the next battle in the [Chat Channel].
Huang Yuanming: "There is news from Area 1 that their 15th wave of beasts has not arrived yet. I guess the BOSS will not come until after dark."
Shen Juan: "The new battle report shows that there were a total of 1,000 war zones in the original world, and now 241 war zones have been wiped out. Theoretically, the resources of those war zones that still exist should increase by 1.1 to the 24th power, but currently It seems that nothing has changed in our war zone."
Xiao Luo: "There haven't been much changes in other war zones. Sakura Kojiro in District 132 has been asking questions on the cross-district channel for a long time. Their war zones are still bare."
Su Zeran: "Maybe we won't increase resources until we survive today."
Nanfeng: "Why can Area 132 survive until now? Their war zone resources are almost zero, they can't upgrade, and most of their small wooden roofs are C-level. How do they hold on to today's beast tide?"
Youran: "Do you know why the chosen ones in District 132 cannot improve their level?"
Nanfeng: "I know, their war zone is poor and there are very few ferocious beasts. Where can they get experience upgrades?"
Youran: "Yes, there are not even ferocious beasts in their war zone. Where did the beast tide come from?"
Nanfeng: "...fuck, there is such a good thing."
Nanfeng suddenly realized that maybe it was a blessing in disguise.
Although the Chosen Ones in Area 132 cannot be upgraded, they do not need to face the beast tide, which is really cool. jújíá?y.??m
Su Zeran: "There is still more than half an hour until dark. Everyone can take a rest first. If you want to sleep, take a nap to replenish your energy."
Nanfeng: "Indeed, I am very sleepy."
Force: "Hulu~Hulu~"
Soon, the camp was filled with snoring sounds.
Of course, for safety reasons, more than a hundred of the chosen ones did not rest, but acted as sentinels, guarding against ferocious beasts raiding the camp.
As the sun sets, the last rays of the sun slowly dissipate.
it's dark.
"Potato Potato, call Sweet Potato, Ovo."
"Here are the sweet potatoes. Potatoes please, Ovo."
"No trace of the ferocious beast was found in the East District, what about you? Ouwo."
“Neither does the South Side.”
"Neither does the West End."
Every 30 seconds, the chosen ones from the three directions will report to each other.
It is now 6:40, it has been dark for 10 minutes, and the imagined 15th wave of beasts has not yet arrived.
Huang Yuanming looked into the distance and cursed: "Mamai Mahua, if you want to come, come early. Why are you hanging us like this? Let us die quickly."
As soon as Shen Pan finished the water, he raised his head when he heard Huang Yuanming's words: "The other war zones didn't come either, everyone is waiting."
Force: "Oh, I feel so comfortable after a good sleep. I feel refreshed all over."
Nanfeng: "Brother, your snoring is too scary. I heard it even 20 meters away from your house, and I couldn't fall asleep for a second."
Wu Qi is a fat guy weighing over 200 pounds. When he snores, he is like a bison hitting a B-BOX. He is earth-shaking and full of power.
Nanfeng didn't fall asleep for a second.
Wu Wu was a little embarrassed: "I can't help it, I'm too tired, I'm sorry, brother."
Nanfeng waved his hand, indicating that force was not a concern.
Before the last wave of beasts came, everyone sat together in twos and threes, eating barbecue and chatting.
"What kind of ferocious beast do you think this level 15 lord could be?"
"Hmm... tiger? Lion? I guess it must be a very powerful beast."
"Kun came out in the afternoon, I think the level 15 lord should be a dragon!"
"What? Are we going to be dragon-slaying warriors tonight?"
Nanfeng quietly ate food to replenish his strength.
He always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong. This feeling made him very uncomfortable.
Da da da.
In the distance, sexy girl You Ran walked over on catwalk: "Which handsome guy cleaned up all the corpses of ferocious beasts in the camp? It was so warm, the stench of those corpses just now almost made me faint. , now I feel better."
Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.
"No, I didn't clean it up."
"I'm almost exhausted. How can I have time to clean up the corpses?"
"Maybe someone is short of food, so just take it away."
Nan Feng took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
He finally knew something was wrong.
It’s the corpses of those ferocious beasts that disappeared inexplicably!
One or two ferocious beast corpses disappeared, but Nanfeng didn't think there was anything strange about it.
But most of the ferocious beast corpses in the camp have disappeared, which can only mean one thing!
"The level 15 lord-level BOSS is already in the camp."
Nanfeng suddenly said these words without beginning or end.
As soon as he finished speaking, Nanfeng rushed back to his cabin.
It's too dangerous out there!
It’s important to go back to the cabin first to save your own life!
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The aroma of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
