Obviously, Song Qingwen simply thought too much.
The reason why everyone entered a separate 'dungeon' last time was because those Demon Sect disciples were the masters of making trouble out of nothing.
If they were put together, Ke Xiaoliang would not do anything but just be prepared to prevent them from causing damage.
Where else can I enhance the atmosphere and convey the background setting?
Red-haired Tom was afraid that he would be harmed by a group of little devils just after he appeared.
After all, no matter how Ke Xiaoliang, the founder of the world, cheats, he must follow some basic logic.
If the logic is confusing, it will be easier for Demon Sect bosses like Song Qingwen to spot flaws.
This is also a helpless choice.
The number of people began to increase, but Ke Xiaoliang's available capital was less, and uncontrollable factors became larger. Only in this way can Ke Xiaoliang ensure efficiency.
But this time, everyone was concentrated.
The purpose is to combine all the magic values to create a larger and more complete map.
After all, as a disciple of the Demon Sect, Ke Xiaoliang can still feel some of the movements within the Demon Sect, no matter how secret they are.
What's more, with the matter reaching such a 'sensational' level, Ke Xiaoliang didn't believe that the top leaders of the Demon Sect didn't react at all.
In other words, during this trip to the 'different world', there must be senior members of the Demon Sect in charge of the overall situation and restraining the Demon Sect disciples.
Therefore, it is the general trend to put all the 'leeks' in a basket first.
There were about four hundred Demon Sect disciples, all carrying broken wooden boards or waterproof rags, running neatly in the pouring rain.
Under the night, with lightning and thunder, more than four hundred 'children' with strange expressions broke into the night town.
In the small town, some ferocious monsters were climbing on the eaves, looking at this large group of strange intruders with their blood-red eyes.
They make a shrill neighing sound.
Then groups of monsters jumped out from all the dark corners and pounced on the prepared crowd.
Although there are some trash among these Demon Sect disciples who have been crammed in through connections, most of them are really elites.
Even though they had no cultivation base and were even more unarmed, they joined forces with each other and used their flexible movements and skilled fighting techniques to kill the monsters that rushed towards them.
A brief conflict that took place outside a small town ended with the defeat of those ferocious monsters.
Ke Xiaoliang always takes away the seriously injured little monsters before they have completely expired. In front of everyone's eyes, the state that appears is that the monsters they defeated and killed turned into corpses in the dark night. A wisp of black smoke seeped into the ground and disappeared into the vast night and rain, as if it had returned and integrated into the world.
"This place...is really different."
"I remember that the last time I killed such a monster, I could leave a corpse. But this time, there was no corpse."
"This means that there must be something in this town that absorbs the energy of flesh and blood that dissipates after their death." Song Qingwen had fully entered the role and began to spontaneously make up for Ke Xiaoliang's setting and complete the entire logic.
Murong Yunting and other elders were just here for the first time and were unfamiliar with everything, so they believed Song Qingwen's explanation.
A small conflict reduced the number of members of the Demon Sect team to seven.
These seven people are all related people who came in.
The Demon Sect team would not feel bad for such a loss, and neither would Ke Xiaoliang.
During the conflict, he had already harvested thousands of magic points invisibly.
And the seven people who were kicked out were just trash with low cultivation and weak willpower. They couldn't provide much magic value if they stayed.
The buildings in the town are relatively well preserved compared to the cities Song Qingwen once visited.
It seems to be because the town is so remote that it has not been directly attacked by nuclear bombs.
The town has a unique architectural style, with huge crosses hanging on the roofs of almost every building.
Some thorn-like patterns and white dove reliefs are also the main decorations of this town.
In the square in the center of the town is a fountain that has dried up long ago.
The main body of the fountain is a little boy standing and peeing.
It looks chubby and should be very cute.
But now, under the color of night and rain, and against the backdrop of dilapidated buildings, it looks particularly weird.
Large gray raindrops rolled down its face, and the smile that was originally full of childishness was particularly gloomy at this moment.
The occasional flash of lightning always gives people the feeling that it is staring at them coldly.
Boom!
There was a thunderous explosion.
At this time, intermittent music seemed to be ringing in everyone's ears.
The sound "Angel's Room" that Ke Xiaoliang specially extracted from his memory, and blessed by the atmosphere of the town, fell intermittently in everyone's ears.
"Playing tricks on others!" Murong Yunting said with a sneer.
Rather than playing with terror, bluffing, and intimidating... As a monk from the Demon Sect, you have more say in this aspect.
Suddenly, lights came on in a house.
Immediately afterwards... surrounding the town's square hot spring, a large number of houses that were already in ruins were lit up.
Some laughter came from the house.
Then came the sounds of singing, talking, and some daily yelling and scolding.
It seemed that in just an instant, the whole town was filled with fresh breath, returning from hell to earth.
Under the leadership of Song Qingwen, a small group of Demon Sect monks selected a room and broke into it.
In the house, warm wall lamps were lit.
There was still a charcoal fire burning in the fireplace in the living room.
On a wooden chair, a newspaper was suspended in the air, as if someone was reading it carefully.
Suddenly, some rich-looking food appeared on the originally empty dining table.
Then the chairs at the table were pulled away, and amid the laughter and laughter, the food disappeared from the table little by little, as if it was being eaten by an invisible person.
"Ghost?" A Demon Sect disciple whispered.
Murong Yunting said to the disciple who spoke out: "Go! Unlock the seal and use the ghost apparition technique."
This is a method summed up within the Demon Sect thanks to Song Yunqing's previous attempts.
At the expense of 'sacrifice' one or more disciples, break the seal and cast spells to resolve the dilemma or deadlock.
Upon hearing this, the disciple immediately stepped out of the queue, instantly tore the seal with his own magic power, and then released the spell he had prepared before being expelled.
A dark light flashed across the house.
All shadows are 'illuminated' in this dark light.
Nothing at all.
Nothing happened.
There was no ghostly appearance, no sign of any filth forced to show itself.
The strange state in the room continued.
The Demon Sect disciples saw everything that happened, but the 'owners' in the room didn't seem to see these strange intruders at all.
They went on with their lives as if everything was the same as before.
Cozy, cozy and peaceful.
