If the fairyland symbolizes freedom and transcendence, it is the dream paradise that people desire but cannot obtain.
Then the underworld is more like a garbage dump that gathers distracting thoughts and is despised by people.
The many demon tribes in the underworld grow up in such an environment, so it is inevitable that they have different temperaments.
Their characteristics are not superficial, but rather ferocious and sinister appearance.
The cattle and horses study their souls to develop supernatural powers, the Ligeng people feed on fear and anger, the earth-walking Yakshas use jealousy as their supernatural flame, and so on.
The fact that the Shuras can become the largest race means that they can utilize the strongest emotions in the underworld.
What emotion do ghosts carry most with them when they enter the underworld?
hatred.
That's why they love war. Compared to Li Gengyao's pranks, war brings much more hatred.
The Shura clan can be said to be the race that looks most like humans. From birth to adulthood, they are no different from humans.
When they reach adulthood, they will grow another pair of arms and a face on their head.
The complete form is from the Ghost King realm, with three heads and six arms.
At this time, a three-headed, six-armed Asura was marching on the vast and desolate plain with an army of nearly three thousand.
The Shura clan is different from other races. They have a huge population, so even the Ghost King has no name.
They don’t even have brothers, uncles, or cousins, they are all called Shuras.
"Have the scouts made contact with the nearby tribesmen?"
The adjutant was also a powerful Shura. He sneered, "General, what are you afraid of? An ambush? If you're afraid, just pull your head back and let me take command."
Commander Shura frowned. "We're currently engaged in a war, so we should focus on the battlefield. This kind of trick won't earn me any hatred. The Ligeng tribe has adopted strange tactics in recent years, but we haven't been harassed. This is something we should be vigilant about."
Adjutant Shura curled his lips. "We can defeat ten of those weaklings of the Li Geng tribe with one of us. They only have a little over 300,000 men in total, most of whom are on the front lines. What can a few dozen weaklings of the Li Geng tribe do to us? As long as we enter the hinterland and plant the seeds, won't they beg for mercy and send that brat Li San to apologize?"
Commander Shura thought about it and agreed, so he sped up the order.
Recently, the Ligeng tribe changed their tactics, and the Shuras are extremely alert to their surroundings. However, adult Shuras have two heads, one for traveling and the other for observing, which does not affect the speed of their advance at all.
The further they advanced, the stronger the evil wind became. It blew up dust and even formed a faint storm around them.
Commander Shura felt relieved instead.
The Li Geng demons were afraid of their strength and did not dare to fight them head-on, so they only tried to stop them with wind and sand.
This is quite close to the hinterland.
More than 3,000 Shuras gathered together to avoid getting lost in the sandstorm.
Some Shuras were accidentally swept away by the storm, and some were injured by the sand in the wind, but it was not a big deal. The Shuras' casualties were far less than the losses caused by these evil winds.
This is how the battle between Shura and Rikage should be.
Commander Shura made up his mind that if this trip was successful, he would return to the tribe and suggest that the next time they fought with the Ligeng tribe, they would break through the defense line and go deep into the hinterland.
The storm grew stronger and stronger, and it became increasingly difficult for the Shuras to move forward.
Commander Shura gave the order: "Hold steady! Adjutant, activate your magical powers and help the troops stabilize their position. The more anxious they are, the greater our chances of victory."
The adjutant complained, "Why me?"
Commander Shura straightened his armor and said, "Because you are the adjutant."
The adjutant roared with resentment, his body suddenly increased several times in size, his armor collapsed, and he instantly turned into a giant.
He took a step forward and actually blocked the hurricane with his own body.
If any cultivator from the human race saw this, he would definitely be horrified.
This is the Dharma image that can only be cultivated in the Mahayana realm!
If other races want to have three heads and six arms, they need the support of their cultivation realm, the support of the original power, and the visualization and comprehension.
But the Shuras can achieve this by relying solely on their natural talents and racial magical powers. In addition, they are born with three heads and six arms, so they have outstanding combat power and look down on the underworld.
The adjutant did more than just grow bigger. Three of his heads commanded six arms, wielding weapons and fighting on their own. The rest of the Shuras simply surrounded him. For a moment, a lot of wailing was heard in the demonic wind, and more than a dozen Li Geng demons were killed and fell to the ground.
The evil winds seemed frightened and quickly dispersed.
The adjutant withdrew his magical powers and returned to his original appearance, but he could no longer wear the armor on his body.
He complained, "You have to pay me for my armor when you go back, or I'll kill you."
Commander Shura did not respond to him, but looked forward with a serious expression.
A dark shadow appeared in the distance of the endless wasteland.
Based on his years of experience, it was a city.
"When did the Ligeng tribe build their city?"
The adjutant looked sideways and smiled: "They don't think that a city can stop us, do they?"
Commander Shura said: "Don't be careless, proceed carefully."
The journey ahead can be said to be very difficult.
From the moment they saw the city until they reached a distance from it, the Li Geng tribe organized a large amount of harassment and attacks. Even the chief of the Li Geng tribe launched several sneak attacks, causing many injuries to the commander and adjutant.
The two took turns to display their magical powers, but the team's losses began to increase.
In particular, many of the team's supply vehicle frames were blown away by the wind, causing heavy losses.
Fortunately, the frame containing the seeds was saved.
"Our supplies are almost gone. When we get to that city, I'm going to eat the little demons of the Ligeng tribe!"
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