The team leader didn't pay any attention and just continued to slice the meat with his knife and grill it on the stone slab.
He didn't notice that as he was talking, the soldiers in Ji Wang's army not far away had a hint of fear in their eyes.
"I heard it was a person, no, no, not a person, but a demon god."
He was nine feet tall, and his entire body was white, even whiter than someone who had been dead for more than ten days.
It has three faces on its head, eight arms on its body, and six legs.
A friend of mine said that some people call this guy the Northern Killer Machine. He's incredibly brutal and bloody. Few people who have seen him have survived, and even those who have are rarely found with intact corpses.
If he kills you, you'll never be reincarnated; the face of the deceased will appear on his body and then disappear.
"Hiss... I see now, you're telling me ghost stories, kid. What, you think your older brother is easily scared?"
"No, I did hear about it. Just a couple of days ago, we made contact with another team. I have a brother there, and he told me to be careful."
The short soldier recalled that when his relative said those words, his eyes were unfocused, his face was pale, and it was as if he had really encountered a monster.
"Hey, you know what, as soon as I said that, I did feel a little chilly around me..."
"■..."
No sooner had they finished speaking than the outermost one of their campfires suddenly went out.
Part of the area was plunged into darkness, and they were still unaware of what was happening.
"Something's wrong. There might be an enemy attack. Everyone, get ready."
"It's here, the monster is here, the demon..."
From within the opposing Ji Wang's team, a hysterical shout could be heard.
But before the words were finished, the voice let out a painful groan and disappeared.
"■..."
One by one, the campfires went out, and darkness gradually enveloped the area. Just then, the moon in the sky was also obscured by dark clouds.
"What?"
"Ugh..."
Screams and neighing of horses echoed from all around. Had something happened to the King of Horses' entourage? Were they alright?
"No more movement?"
In less than ten breaths, the fifteen men with Ji Wang were completely silent.
"Are you kidding me?"
Driven by fear, everyone huddled together. The unknown brought a deathly chill, and only by getting as close to each other as possible could they feel a little better.
Just then, the dark clouds parted, the moonlight fell, and through the hazy light, they saw a pile of corpses on the opposite side.
All of the soldiers belonging to King Ji lost their heads, and some didn't even have time to awaken their true nature.
A man in white stood among the corpses. Sensing their gaze, he turned around and smiled.
"That's great, it suits my taste. Instead of running away, we gathered together, which saves time."
Those few words, spoken so casually, conveyed the coldest killing intent to them; the mere sight of that person made it difficult for them to breathe.
Who are you?
"Weren't you just talking about me? Northern Killer Machine, Human Demon, Sword Demon, White-Clad Demon."
To be fair, you barbarians really don't know how to name yourselves. Why make me sound so terrible?
"you……"
He was drenched in sweat. He never imagined that they would actually run into the real characters from a horror story while they were just chatting.
He wants to slap his past self in the face. Is it too late to run away now?
"It's too late. You're not like those horses; four legs can run really fast."
"Rest assured, my sword is swift; even you will not suffer a painful death."
Ye Li really didn't expect that he would run into a group of Northern soldiers who would talk bad about him here.
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