Chapter 318 Mo Ji's Gift
Now that Wei Huan was revisiting his old place, he was not in a hurry to set off.
According to the old rules, the undead army was released first, and then Mu Zhong waited for him to re-determine the tasks for the hundred people. At the same time, he began to try to contact Mo Ji.
With this perception, he discovered that Moji seemed to be much stronger. In his soul thread, Moji was like a raging flame. Even though the distance was far away, the sky where it was was surging with huge energy, as eye-catching as a sunset cloud.
In comparison, the life flames of the other undead connected to the other end of his soul thread were as weak as fireflies.
Only Dian Ma, who has already reached the pseudo-god level, can barely compete with Mo Ji.
What happened to Mo Ji in this year and a half?
Even without him, could he still reach the level of a pseudo-god? Or even be stronger?
Wei Huan’s first reaction was whether he could still control it?
It's no wonder he's suspicious. The undead army is his foundation. If becoming powerful means they can escape his control, then all his hard work in training until now would be a joke.
Therefore, the point is not that the undead are incredibly powerful, but that they will never be out of their control.
Wei Huan had to struggle to suppress the urge to summon Mo Ji back right now.
Of course, he couldn't pull it back to the tomb due to the long distance, but if he forcibly summoned it, it would definitely have an impact on Moji. It was because he didn't know what it had gone through in the past year and a half to become so strong, so he had to be more cautious to avoid affecting Moji.
To divert his attention from Mo Ji, Wei Huan looked at the people behind him.
With everyone in place, Mu Zhong dispatched a 20-man squad, led by Hammer Brother, one of the "Big Three" chariot masters. His "passerby talent," cultivated to perfection in the Monster World, allowed him to block anyone within his field of vision whose presence connected him, including the undead. This ability was ideal for scouting ahead, ensuring he would never be discovered or ambushed.
The rest of the people stayed on Dianma's back with Wei Huan, waiting for their shifts, and they still had to continue practicing for the rest of the time.
Cultivation must never stop. They are the group of people who are at the forefront of the human race, representing the strongest forces of the human race. They are also a yardstick that is measured and compared at any time.
Of course, Wei Huan was not worried that they would be lazy in their practice. Those who could come out from the billions of people and come to him were all beings with extremely strong character and talent.
As we went forward, we encountered many ordinary tribes of the Dark Beast Clan, and all those that appeared on the route were eliminated.
Although they are just small tribes, they are either owned by their chiefs or are the places where the tribes are located, and they all have some good resources.
The Dark Beast Tribe is not good at technology, and cannot refine most of the materials here, but all natural treasures are born in places where spiritual energy gathers. Living in such an environment can prolong life and keep the body strong.
Wei Huan came here with a plan to plunder supplies this time, so he brought a lot of space warehouses with him. There were also more than a dozen warehouses filled with collection robots. With the assistance of facehuggers, there was often no grass growing in the places they swept through.
However, Wei Huan only collected resources along the route. After all, it was more important to find Mo Ji as soon as possible. Moreover, even if he plundered hundreds of tribes here, it would not be as good as the collection of a Dark Beast King.
This time it went very smoothly. We walked for 5 days without any accidents, but we still didn't encounter the territory of the Dark Beast King.
Xu Qingqiang brought enough cigarettes this time, as if to make up for the bad luck he had here last time. He never put down his cigarette these days. When he stood next to Wei Huan, Wei Huan frowned.
This taste!
Xu Qingqiang didn't take it seriously and just said, "Do you remember when we last met the Dark Beast King?"
"With Moji guiding the way, we will march quickly for two days."
"It's already been five days? I thought we'd be able to find Moji quickly, kill the Dark Beast King, and then go explore those secrets. We can only stay here for 30 days, and five days have already passed."
Wei Huan turned to look at Xu Qingqiang: "What do you think about those secrets?"
"Of course I'm going to go back to the place I went to last time, and I have to start from there."
"Tianzhu Twin Mountains?"
"That's right, the Tianzhu Twin Mountains. My personal system has a map. I see that your direction is getting further and further away from the Tianzhu Twin Mountains."
Wei Huan also noticed it.
This time they were teleported to a corner of the Dark Beast World, far away from the central area. It happened that Tianzhu Shuangshan and Moji were in the same direction, so they came all the way here, but the route began to fork since yesterday.
Wei Huan made up his mind without hesitation: "Go find Mo Ji first, don't forget the important things."
Xu Qingqiang nodded. "We've been waiting for you to say that. Let's not dwell on it anymore. By the way, how long will it take to find that kid?"
Wei Huan looked ahead and said, "Less than a day."
After chatting idly for a while, it was noon and the sun was shining brightly. The dark beasts did not like the sun, so they hid in the darkness and fell asleep. Sometimes Wei Huan would fly over a group of dark beasts without even noticing.
This period of time is often the calmest and safest time.
But Wei Huan, who was chatting, suddenly changed his expression, and his eyes became a little strange. Then the green flame in his left eye flickered, as if he was staring at something.
Xu Qingqiang asked, "What's wrong? Did you find anything good?"
Wei Huan didn't say anything, but his expression did look a little puzzled.
But after thinking for a while, he smiled again.
Xu Qingqiang became even more curious: "What are you doing? You're smiling so sinisterly..." He swallowed the last word.
Wei Huan naturally wouldn't argue with him. They were brothers who had fought for their lives, and sometimes Xu Qingqiang's jokes were even more extreme than this. He didn't want to make Xu Qingqiang anxious, so he shouted, "Pay attention, everyone! I need to speed up and be alert."
Mu Zhong rushed over immediately and asked the same question: "What happened?"
Wei Huan said, "If I'm not mistaken, Mo Ji is here to pick us up."
Xu Qingqiang said, "Mo Ji is in front? Tsk, I haven't seen him for a long time. I miss him a little bit."
Wei Huan said, "No."
"Ah, no? So what?" Xu Qingqiang was impatient, biting the cigarette butt with his teeth, his eyebrows raised.
Wei Huan sighed and gestured with his chin: "See for yourself."
Mu Zhong and Xu Qingqiang looked in the direction he pointed.
On the top of a mountain that was the only way to pass, there were more than a hundred two-headed hidden demons flying. They were extremely conspicuous in the air. Beneath them were piles of branches and trunks that were either bright red, bright yellow, or cut into uniform sizes, as well as minerals and mud, which almost filled the top of the mountain.
The two of them stared at the supplies that required two or three space warehouses to store, and finally understood what it meant to welcome them.
The dark beasts cannot communicate with humans in the same language, have different schedules, and have completely opposite cultivation attributes. There are contradictions everywhere and an absolutely hostile relationship between them. They will kill them on sight.
But the supplies that the human race would be interested in were piled up, and only a hundred two-headed hidden demons were sent here to guard it. Even a fool could see that this was a deliberate welcome.
Wei Huan's level six two-headed hidden demon surrounded the hundred living two-headed hidden demons, preventing them from moving freely. Now, with Wei Huan's order, they drove them away.
Then he looked at the supplies again.
These were indeed what they needed. Moji was indeed very smart. No one told it what to do, but it knew to collect these things.
But this cleverness is somewhat worrying.
Mu Zhong was a man of great wisdom, almost a demon. He could tell what Wei Huan was thinking by looking at his expression. He said, "You should know better than anyone whether your summons are under your control or not. Don't overthink it."
Wei Huan nodded and asked several undead leaders to come over. One of them took a space warehouse and went to collect the mountain of supplies.
When Mu Zhong saw Wei Huan let the undead leader go, he knew that he still had doubts about Mo Ji. This was Wei Huan's weak spot and he could not touch it.
The space warehouse returned to Mu Zhong's hands. Mu Zhong asked "Heart of Steel" to count the data, and soon the data was passed to Wei Huan.
Mu Zhong changed the subject and said, "These are all extremely rare materials, and they're just piled up like this. What on earth has Mo Ji been doing for the past year and a half? Has he become the owner of a mine?"
Wei Huan's eyebrows twitched when he saw the name and quantity of the supplies.
The value of this pile of stuff is almost half of what he brought in last time.
Moreover, the one hundred two-headed hidden demons he drove away did not fly far after leaving. Instead, as if something happened, they flew a distance and then stopped to wait for them. When they saw that they did not move, they flew back.
This move is easy to understand.
Wei Huan set off again, following the two-headed hidden demons. After walking more than 500 kilometers, there was another mountain ahead.
This mountain is extremely high, with snow-capped tops, it is a snow mountain.
On the top of the snowy mountain, there was a pile of ice and snow supplies. The two-headed hidden demon was waiting there, waiting for them to collect them.
Behind the snow-capped mountains, there is a lake, and in the lake are water-attributed materials.
After that, there were volcanoes, dense forests, and swamps. In short, in a short period of time, Wei Huan obtained many times more supplies than the last time. The space warehouse he brought was almost full, so he could go home directly.
Everyone went from being excited at the beginning to being numb now. Many people were already speculating: "Did Mo Ji kill the Dark Beast King and become the king himself?"
"How many Dark Beast Kings have been killed? Or has the Dark Beast World been dug through?"
"It saves us the time of collecting, so we can go straight to exploring the secrets."
There was a lot of discussion behind him, but Mu Zhong looked at Wei Huan and did not comment.
It was obvious that Wei Huan had been worried, so he was not in a good mood. He stood at the front of the group and had been standing there for a long time.
"The number of Dark Beasts is increasing." Mu Zhong observed the changes under his feet.
He looked at it for a while and emphasized: "A lot."
After observing the situation to the end, Mu Zhong said, "It seems like a large-scale fusion of small tribes has taken place. Look at the Xiu Luoma running across the plain. Are there millions of them?"
Shuroma was a social dark beast, but he had never seen millions of them gathered together. The plain beneath his feet was vast, and Shuroma was like a black blanket spread out on it, as if to welcome and escort them. He followed them for a while, but their speed was too fast, so he stopped only when he could no longer see them.
Going further, we saw some other tribes, which were more numerous than those in other places. There were two-headed hidden demons all over the sky, flying monkeys living in the trees, and dog-headed people living underground, digging countless pits in the hills.
There are too many of them, and they are too dense.
This is what they can see in this direction. They don’t know how many there are in other places. If the number is not 2 billion, it’s probably at least 1 billion.
But they had gone so deep, probably to the core of the territory, but still couldn't see Mo Ji.
Mu Zhong looked at Wei Huan in confusion. Could it be that Mo Ji really broke free from control and hid from Wei Huan?
Wei Huan finally sensed Mo Ji's thoughts.
The distance was too far before, so he didn't know what Mo Ji was thinking. He only knew that this guy was always very excited, and it was a bloodthirsty excitement. As the distance got closer, the crazy feeling became clearer, which made people worry whether it had fallen into some kind of frenzy.
But at this moment, Wei Huan's consciousness entered the defenseless brain of Mo Ji. What he saw were corpses everywhere, rivers of blood, the figures of the Dark Beast Kings who were unwilling to fall, and the countless Dark Beasts who came to surrender after he made a call from a high place.
At this moment, Wei Huan understood everything.
After he understood, his heart, which had been lifted up, returned to its original place.
Without a beginning or an end, Wei Huan suddenly said, "You are right."
Mu Zhong looked at him in confusion.
Wei Huan's tense mouth corners had relaxed, and there was a faint smile in his eyes. He said to Mu Zhong: "I should know my summons best."
This time, Mu Zhong knew what he was talking about, and quickly realized, "What did Mo Ji do?"
Wei Huan looked at the herds of Dark Beasts beneath his feet. At first, he didn't understand why they were living together against their natural habits. He also didn't understand why he hadn't found any Dark Beast Kings along the way. It was all because...
"Moji is using war to support war. These are his Dark Beast Tribe, the people of his territory."
Even with this guess, Mu Zhong was still surprised when he got the positive answer: "So much? I'm afraid it's over 2 billion?"
Wei Huan nodded: "Besides, it is still fighting in the front, so it didn't come over."
At this point, Wei Huan's eyes lit up with urgency: "Now, help it win this long-standing battle!"
That’s right, Moji has been leading his tribe to attack the territory of the Dark Beast Lord for almost three months.
When the owner left, he gave it two commands.
The first is to continue to control more dark beasts and expand power.
The second is not to let the Dark Beasts develop peacefully and to not create trouble for them.
Moji was very clever, and he quickly realized that the two commands were actually the same thing. He could kill two birds with one stone by simply continuing to attack the Dark Beast Tribe's territory.
So since its master left, it has been fighting in this world without stopping for a moment.
It killed the Dark Beast Kings one after another. It took in the remaining tribes of these Dark Beast Kings and reorganized them into its own Dark Beast Army. It plundered all kinds of supplies along the way, fought to support the war, and set off an endless war in this Dark Beast World.
Until its strength was enough to completely crush and easily flatten the territory of the Dark Beast Kings, it finally forced these Dark Beast Kings to join forces.
The three dark beast royal families formed a secret alliance, and billions of dark beasts gathered in the territory ahead. When they came out in full force, they almost killed the unsuspecting beast on the spot.
Of course it is not afraid of death. With the blessing of its master, it will not die.
But if it dies, it means that it has not completed the master's order. The fire of death will burn its soul, and "disobedience" will never be an option.
Besides, once it dies, the soul network it used to control will collapse, and the dark beast will be out of its control, which also goes against the master's orders.
In order to continue conquering cities and territories, and also to stay alive, Moji had to slow down the pace of his invasion. He had been fighting for three months with the territory of the three dark beast kings alliance in front of him.
Its dark beast tribe of more than 3 billion has now been reduced to only 1.8 billion.
There is also news that another Dark Beast King has sent troops to support this territory, which means that the army will arrive in the next few days. By then, the number of troops will be several times greater than its current strength. It is possible that they will go out of the city to counterattack, or even hunt it down and kill it.
Moji is not afraid of death, but it cannot die.
The master's orders are above all else and it must be adhered to.
But really… I don’t know how to continue without disobeying my master’s orders.
Just when it was about to fail and thought that it would have to return to the tomb in disgrace and face its master without the face to do so, the master's thoughts suddenly descended into this world one day.
At that moment, Moji only felt that the east was dark. Its great master, who was as omnipotent as a demon god, would use darkness as a cloak, step on the flames of the underworld, and bring hundreds of millions of undead souls, sweeping across the world like a natural disaster and plague.
"Mo Ji." A voice of infinite majesty sounded in my mind.
Mo Ji, who was commanding the dark beasts to fight, shuddered all over and said excitedly: "Master!"
The undead army appeared faster than expected.
When the Netherworld aura that exuded the same scent and was deeply loved by it rolled in from the horizon, the first thing Mo Ji saw was an infinitely huge, overwhelming black Netherworld Phoenix.
Its feathers are so long that they seem to cover the entire world. Wherever its wings reach, the air of the underworld surges in like a huge wave.
Gray snow fell, covering the entire battlefield.
The dark beasts fighting on the battlefield, no matter whether they are enemies or friends, once they get touched by snow, it is like their skin being contaminated by a deadly poison, which will instantly eat away at their flesh and bones and cause them excruciating pain.
Those who were weak were corroded by the Netherworld energy on the spot and turned into a pool of rotten water.
Moji did not feel sorry for the dark beasts that followed him. In his heart, he did not think that he and the dark beasts were of the same clan.
No matter how similar they look, it was born in the land of the dead. It was the master who lit the fire of death in it. It knows clearly that it is a member of the undead clan.
However, these dark beasts were ultimately its tools to accomplish its mission, so it ordered them to retreat.
If they run fast, there will always be some dark beasts who are strong enough to survive.
At the same time, unlike the other dark beasts who howled in pain, it raised its head and felt the power of the underworld wrapping it up again, just like soaking in a pool of just the right temperature in the cold winter, it was so comfortable that it almost wanted to roll around.
This is its ethnic group.
Its fellows have finally arrived!
The Nether Phoenix roared past, stirring up endless wind and snow between heaven and earth, rushing straight towards the enemy camp and circling in the sky.
Immediately afterwards, a vast swarm of two-headed hidden demon zombies came in the wind and snow, like hungry wolves pouncing on a flock of sheep, and pounced on the group of dark beasts that were still struggling to resist the invasion of the Netherworld Energy, and tore them to pieces easily.
The rumbling sound of iron hooves could be heard from the earth. The Skeleton Wolf Army was guarding on both wings, and the central army was the Shuroma zombie army, which was of the same blood as it. They coordinated with the Lord of the Demon Eye, covering the sky and the earth tightly and impenetrably, and rushing in like waves.
In fact, the number of this undead army is not that large. Compared with the battlefield with hundreds of millions of people, the number of only 70,000 or 80,000 is a huge difference, just like the difference between a lake and the sea.
However, these undead are all very powerful, and each one is not inferior to the high-level dark beasts of the same level. In addition, the undead transformed from high-level dark beasts, in terms of individual strength alone, are not inferior to the dark beast royal family.
Quantitative change can lead to qualitative change.
But on the other hand, even if an absolutely elite force faces an enemy that is a thousand or even a hundred times its number, it can still strike hard and kill them easily.
The arrival of the undead army was like a hot knife cutting through butter. It easily cut the dark beast army that had been chasing Mo Ji and wanted to kill him in one fell swoop into countless pieces and wiped them out with ease.
Then they pushed back all the way until they reached the city of the Dark Beast King Clan. It was only a matter of time before the city was broken.
Mo Ji bared his teeth with joy, his face full of bloodthirsty excitement, and he just wanted to go down and kill to his heart's content.
But just as it was about to attack, a strange undead creature attracted its attention.
It was an undead with scales all over its body, three heads that looked a bit like dragon heads, and even a pair of dragon horns.
It looked at it, its expression gradually becoming ferocious.
Almost the moment he saw it, Mo Ji realized what it was.
It screamed "ho ho ho" and ran wildly on the ground. It looked at the guy who could fly and its eyes turned red with anger.
It just kept yelling, but the guy didn't stop to fight it. It couldn't fly, so it looked around angrily, and finally shot the wooden stick in its hand like a javelin.
Wei Huan and others who happened to arrive saw this shot that was like a sky-shattering blow.
The terrifying power was so great that when the wooden stick left his hand, it had already transformed into a sharp edge that could split the sky. It was a power that could even tear space apart. It came from bottom to top in an instant and swallowed up the Shuroma, who had evolved by eating the soul of the black dragon.
The devouring light did not dissipate for a long time, and wherever the edge reached, even the sky was pierced with a huge hole.
"Could it be true that Mo Ji did it!?" Mu Zhong's face changed drastically, with disbelief in his eyes. When he looked at Wei Huan in surprise, even his neck made a slight crisp sound.
Moji attacked the undead army. Could it be that what he was worried about really happened, that it had rebelled?!
But when Mu Zhong saw the expression on Wei Huan's face clearly, his heart, which had suddenly jumped up, suddenly returned to the distance.
Wei Huan's expression was really too calm, even with a hint of joy, which was completely different from the worry he had before he came over.
"Wei Huan?" Mu Zhong spoke again.
Wei Huan comforted him: "It's okay, it's just the instinct to compete for the leader of the tribe."
That’s right, Mo Ji took action because, of course, “when there is no tiger in the mountain, the monkey becomes king.” How could a mere deformed legendary hero be qualified to lead the zombie Xiu Rome tribe?
Even the undead race who have no thinking ability have class instincts, not to mention that Mo Ji has long been enlightened and has always been the leader of the zombie Xiu Rome.
Now that it is gone, there is such a strange Shuroma in the tribe. No matter what, let's do it first.
And Moji was worthy of being the undead leader that even Wei Huan was a little afraid of at first. This Shuroma, who had already stepped half a foot into the pseudo-god level, was killed by just one blow from Moji and returned to the tomb.
Not only has Mo Ji reached the pseudo-god level, but he has also gone very far and is already the strongest undead in Wei Huan's hands.
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