Chapter 123: Arriving Behind the House, Dying Quickly Will Not Cause Any Pain (5k)

In the darkness, only the ghost fire emitted a faint light, illuminating the dark road.

A rolling black light fell from the sky, fell heavily on the road, and kept rolling in the darkness.

Around the black light, from time to time, ghosts with numb faces and empty eyes appeared, all blindly moving forward along this road.

As time passed, the black light converged and turned into a ball of burnt black meat, rolling forward on the road.

Then gradually, the ball of black meat gradually took shape, turning into a ghost with a pale face, deep eye sockets, and few hairs.

He looked at everything around him, turned back to look at the dark sky, with a trace of fear in his eyes.

Finally locked the coordinates and started to descend.

Halfway through, he encountered an inexplicable thing, without pain, and could ignore his power and defense, and directly took out his status.

If he hadn't reacted quickly and made a decisive move, escaping at the cost of abandoning that body and the power in that body, who knows what would happen next.

He didn't know what kind of hell this place was, with so many unconscious ghosts.

But it didn't matter, he could still sense the direction of the coordinates.

He was going to this world where even the little devils could feel pain and absorb the power of pain.

As long as he descended, the lost power would soon come back again.

He followed his senses and walked all the way in the darkness. As he walked, he saw a fork in the road on this endless dark road.

And the coordinates he sensed were on this path.

He walked along the path, and gradually, the path turned into a staircase in the darkness. He climbed the stairs for an unknown period of time, and finally saw the light. After taking a step, he appeared in a small house.

He walked up the stairs in the small house, pushed open the door, and saw rows of identical houses outside.

He stood at the door and took a deep breath. The yin energy here made him feel very comfortable, and the faint power of pain in the air also made him feel particularly comfortable.

He opened his arms and embraced this new world. The faint power of pain that remained here was absorbed by him.

His broken and weak new body was repaired rapidly. New hair began to grow on his bald head, and his slightly hunched body straightened up again.

His eyes gradually changed from completely dark to black and white, and the color of his irises gradually changed to a strange bright yellow.

He walked naked towards the city, where he could feel that the power of pain gathered the most.

When passing by a store, he also picked up a well-fitting suit and put it on.

…

"Here we go."

Cai Qidong looked at the picture taken by the drone in the sky.

To everyone's surprise, the Demon King of Pain actually walked out of Lao Zhao's villa.

And when he came out, he was obviously fragile and weak, as if he was about to fart. After coming out, he recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. During his actions, his speed began to increase, and his strength became obviously stronger.

No one doubted whether this guy was the Painful Demon King.

At the end of the countdown, the only person who appeared outdoors in the entire Decheng was a guy with a ghost look, which must be the Painful Demon King.

Satellites, drones, various remote devices, including cameras throughout the Decheng, plus some special equipment in the Lieyang Department, were all capturing the Painful Demon King.

Then various assessments began immediately, from the most basic physical data, to energy data, to the changes that might be caused to the talismans on the road, countless data gathered together.

Cai Qidong looked at the data displayed on another screen.

The Painful Demon King seemed to have suffered some kind of weakening when he descended, just like the experience summarized before, and it was a great weakening.

However, after appearing in the urban area, various data began to rise rapidly, and after climbing to a certain stage, the climbing speed plummeted.

According to previous speculation, if all the people in the city were transferred, there would be a lot of power left that could be absorbed by the other party.

And the speed of the other party's recovery stagnated so quickly, it can also be inferred that the other party's ability, at this moment, will definitely not cover a radius of more than 100 miles.

There was no rush to take action here, and they were still using the data collected by various devices for analysis.

On the other side, the Painful Demon King walked on the street, absorbing the remaining painful power here while walking, dancing strange dances, and humming incomprehensible hometown songs.

He looked at the light signs still on the street and took a breath. There was no one here.

He could also feel that not long ago, there were many people here, so many that he was excited and trembling.

He didn't know why so many people suddenly disappeared, and he didn't care.

The little devil who had been summoned once told him that there were so many people in this world, so many that there would be people suffering at every moment, and there would be people wailing at every moment, constantly blooming the power of pain.

Don't be in a hurry, take your time.

He looked to one side, and there was a talisman on the street lamp beside the road.

As he touched the talisman, the talisman suddenly turned into ashes.

A strange power seemed to be expelling him.

He didn't know what it was, but he could sense that the power was enough to drive away the weakest little devil.

Is this the power that people in this world possess?

Unfortunately, it was still too weak.

When he walked to a crossroads, he suddenly raised his head and looked around. He saw several strange metal objects. There was no power on them that he could feel, but they seemed a bit threatening.

The next moment, the remotely controlled guns set up by the Lieyang Department were activated.

In an instant, the sound of breaking through the air continued to appear from all directions.

Anesthetic needles covered the entire crossroads indiscriminately.

The Painful Demon King had no way to avoid it. He raised his arms to block his face, but his body was pierced with one or two hundred anesthetic needles.

Each of the anesthetic needles here can knock down large animals weighing less than 1,000 kilograms, and they are also optimized for demons.

More anesthetic needles that failed to break through his defense fell to the ground, and the anesthetic needles that hit the ground also exploded, and the medicine inside evaporated rapidly.

A large amount of anesthetic medicine gathered into a pink mist, shrouding the place.

The pain demon king only felt a slight pain at the moment when the needle pierced his skin, but the next moment, the pain disappeared.

He felt that the pain seemed to be moving away from him.

He didn't understand what this power was, but he didn't feel good.

So, he stretched out a hand, inserted it directly into his chest, took out his heart, and his body exploded.

Those anesthetics that were enough for him to drink, along with his body exploded into a ball of blood mist, were simply and roughly expelled from his body.

The exploded blood mist gathered around the heart again and condensed his body again.

After he condensed his body, he gently inhaled the pink mist, and his eyes lit up.

"This thing is really good."

He looked up at the guns mounted on the four corners, stretched out his fingernails, cut his palms, and put one hand on the ground, blood flowed out by itself, spreading to the surroundings.

At the same time, an alarm sounded from the instruments of the Lieyang Department, and the energy fluctuations began to rise rapidly.

The next moment, a group of blood appeared on the ground with ripples, and demons of all sizes rushed out of the blood wailing.

In a dozen seconds, a large number of demons appeared densely on the streets.

After those demons appeared, they began to kill each other, blood flowed, and broken limbs flew everywhere.

The Painful Demon King stood in place, slightly closed his eyes, feeling a large amount of painful power gathering, and his weak body and low power at the moment began to recover rapidly.

"Go, we will spread the pain to the entire new world."

The Painful Demon King waved his hand, and the demons of all sizes that continued to pour out around him howled and spread in all directions.

The guns set up here are constantly firing, and the specially optimized animal anesthetics are indeed better than ordinary bullets.

Real bullets, when hitting these demons, as long as they are not killed in one shot, will make these demons gain more power.

And a special anesthetic needle can make those little demons stagger to the ground, and their power is getting weaker and weaker.

Liu Qiying, that woman, made a large number of anesthetic needles and anesthetics in advance. She can't sell many every year, but she continues to produce the same amount of anesthetics every year.

In that factory, there is a ready-made automatic assembly line, which is fully fired. The output of one month is enough for them to sell for ten years.

Now it is just in use. If there are not enough anesthetic bullets, the anesthetics are enough.

Cai Qidong stood in the command center, looking at the more and more demons in the pictures.

He turned his head and looked at Wen Yan's two uncles.

"We can't outlast him. We must deal with him as soon as possible while he is still weak. He is getting stronger too fast.

Even if we evacuate the civilians, he can summon a large number of demons to replenish his strength."

"I'll try, but don't hold your hope. I calculated that I shouldn't be able to kill this evil thing."

The eighth uncle left a word and turned to leave.

The seventh uncle thought for a while and looked at Wen Yan.

"Come with me."

"Ah?" Wen Yan was stunned. What's going on? He has something to do with fighting?

Wen Yan uttered an "ah" and didn't ask any more questions. Anyway, the seventh uncle would definitely not harm him.

They walked out of the front-line command center.

The eighth uncle had already taken a stance and rushed towards the direction of Decheng. After a few steps, he saw the eighth uncle's body, and the air waves were flying around him, like a human-shaped beast, wrapped in a terrible strong wind, disappearing in the distance.

Wen Yan drove the car himself and led the seventh uncle towards the city of Decheng.

At this time, the seventh uncle spoke.

"I took a look and roughly understood why the old master didn't come in person.

He didn't need to come in person.

Although this monster is quite special, it won't die even if its body explodes.

But it has just arrived and its own power is not strong.

The old master's magic sword has arrived, which is enough."

"Then why bring me along? The scene there is useless for me to go there." Wen Yan didn't want to contribute. He just took a look and knew that his strength alone was not very useful.

"Not everyone has the opportunity to use the old master's magic sword.

Not everyone has the opportunity to let the old master cooperate with him to use his magic sword.

Of course, such a good thing cannot be given to others.

Moreover, you are indeed the most suitable person.

When the time comes, just do your best to stimulate the scorching sun and do as I say.

Feel it once, maybe you can start practicing Taoism.

There will never be a second chance like this.

The Thirteenth Ancestor was a genius in practicing Taoism. "

Wen Yan stopped talking. He wanted to say that he was a soulless person in the literal sense. Even if the old Taoist priest helped him personally, he probably had no chance.

But seeing that the Seventh Great Uncle was so excited and expectant, he didn't want to pour cold water on him.

He probably understood that the two Great Uncles came here on their own initiative just to fight for this opportunity for him.

Cai Heizi didn't say anything. He probably knew that among the Taoist priests in Nanwu County, the only one who was as strong as the Seventh Great Uncle and willing to come to the front line was the Seventh Great Uncle.

On the other side.

The Eighth Great Uncle had arrived first. He ran all the way like a vanguard general sweeping across the battlefield, carrying Lie Lie with him. A strong wind rushed through the group of demons, and the force it rolled up alone swept away all the little demons it met on the road, and those who were closer were torn to pieces on the spot.

The Painful Demon King stood in place, watching a white wave of air approaching rapidly in the distance, with a hint of amazement in his eyes.

Even when he was at his peak, his pure physical strength was not as strong as this one.

In the blink of an eye, a loud shout was heard, like a thunderclap.

The figure of the Eighth Master's Great-grandfather, who was running quickly, suddenly hit the Painful Demon King with all his strength.

The figure of the Eighth Master's Great-grandfather suddenly stopped in place, and all his strength was released.

The Painful Demon King had a look on his face. With a trace of astonishment, the next moment, he saw the body he had just condensed suddenly exploded into a ball of blood mist.

And the heart in the blood mist, accompanied by the second burst of power, exploded.

The terrifying power vented in all directions. All the glass on the streets on both sides exploded together. The strong wind that spread from the middle to the surroundings, wrapped in a mess, twisted the rolling shutters on the side of the road into a twist.

The eighth uncle looked at everything around him and saw the blood gathering in the distance.

The body of the Demon King of Pain was reshaped again, and there was still a trace of astonishment on his face.

Because this was the first time he encountered such a situation, the opponent's speed, It was too fast, the body exploded too fast, the power was too strong, and the opponent's control of power was beyond his comprehension.

The speed was so fast that he didn't even have time to feel any pain before he was blown up.

The Eighth Uncle was not discouraged. He knew this would happen before he set out.

As a big zombie, and a big zombie with a strong body, he hated this kind of thing that can't be killed the most.

Otherwise, with the current weak appearance of the Pain Demon King, he could blow up all the demons here, including the Pain Demon King, by himself.

"I haven't let go for a long time, and now it's just right, I'll use you to warm up. "

The Eighth Grandmaster grinned, and by the way, he came out to move around and show his power, so that those who had never seen the big zombie in action could see it.

The Painful Demon King felt the power consumed when he recovered, and his expression became serious.

This kind of pure huge consumption, without any benefit, he didn't like it too much.

Two horns grew on his forehead, a tail began to grow behind him, and the tip of his nose began to become sharp and long. He stood in place, raised one hand, and the black and gray energy gathered in his palm. He raised the other hand, and a series of magic arrays appeared in front of him.

"Immortal strongman, you are qualified to know my name, my name is..."

"Bang!"

The black magic array in front of him exploded instantly, and his body exploded again without feeling any pain.

The Eighth Grandmaster spit a mouthful of thick black phlegm into the blood mist.

"Except for your ability, you are too weak to let me know your name. "

The Painful Demon King was beaten up again and again, and his mentality began to change slightly.

Or because he died too quickly, he could not feel the pain when he was beaten up...

In the command center, cameras and drones captured this process clearly.

Cai Qidong had a blank expression on his face. Looking at the shocked expressions of others here, he thought that these people might know for the first time what the difference is between the big zombies in Fuyu Mountain and the wild big zombies outside.

It's not the grade or the strength, but under the same grade and strength, the big zombie in Fuyu Mountain can press ten big zombies outside to the ground with one hand.

The control of tactics, experience, will, and strength is a world of difference Different places.

Among his peers in Fuyu Mountain, he ranked eighth and was a big zombie who entered Fuyu Temple. Although he was just a corpse, ordinary flying zombies might not be as strong as him.

When he was alive, he was an immortal warrior, the elite among the elite. He fought for decades and never died on the battlefield. After turning into a zombie, his ignorance period was much shorter than other big zombies in Fuyu Mountain.

If this old man could grind the painful demon king to death, Cai Qidong would believe it.

…

Wen Yan drove the car and entered Decheng. The seventh uncle opened the wooden box, revealing a seemingly ordinary wooden sword inside.

The invisible power spread out, and all the little devils close to the vehicle were silently turned into dust.

When they drove to the scene, Wen Yan saw the Eighth Great Uncle displaying his divine power. Every time, he directly blew up the body and heart of the Demon King of Pain.

"Uh, Seventh Great Uncle, do we need to do this?"

The Seventh Great Uncle looked up.

"Your Eighth Great Uncle can't kill him, even though this guy just came and is very weak.

Is that called magic?

The feeling of this magic is really annoying, and his power is particularly easy to affect ordinary people.

This is something that the Lieyang Tribe cannot tolerate.

Begin, you do what I say."

Wen Yan raised his head, and the moment the Demon King of Pain was blown up again and reshaped.

His natural enemy profession finally responded.