Chapter 323: Running away with a bucket and seeking death
Run away?
A word that is so distant and somewhat unfamiliar rises from my mind.
The Terror-Eating King fell into deep thought.
When it was born, it followed the side of the witch god and was originally very safe. But the witch god left the world without saying a word, leaving all the evil spirits he created here, and they suddenly became true iron orphans.
It was indeed a turbulent period, and at least half of the evil spirits died during that turbulent period.
Because they want to practice, they have to rely on some unhealthy means, so they are like rats crossing the street everywhere, and if they make a little noise, they will be chased and beaten by everyone.
Eventually, the remaining evil spirits all learned their lesson and dared not to make big moves anymore. They only practiced secretly, which is why they survived until now. How much business can it have running this terrifying valley in the vast mountains of southern Xinjiang? It doesn't make money quickly, but it is comfortable to be familiar with people and places.
If you let it go, it really won't be willing to do so.
But then again.
To run or not to run, this has never been a question.
This is not something you can choose at all!
Those three outsiders were heading for the center of the Valley of Terror. If he didn't run away... even if he had a body made by the witch god...
Although I haven't tried it, I think it's unbearable.
Thinking of this, the Terror-Eating King took out a small bucket from the side of the altar.
The bucket contains the blood that it has taken from the terrifying demon body in the tomb over the years.
That demon body contained extremely terrifying power, which was still difficult to estimate even hundreds of years after its death. All the weirdness around it was caused by the demonic energy it emitted.
After the Fear-Eating King discovered this treasure land, he made the ghosts work for him and absorb the fear he needed.
On the other hand, it was also trying to gain something from the demon body.
Given the hardness of that demonic body, it was impossible for the Terror-Eating King to obtain something solid...it could only try to squeeze out some liquid.
So it took it hundreds of years to drill a tiny hole in the demon's body, and it took it another hundred years to finally absorb half a bucket of the demon's blood.
This blood is deep and crimson, and contains infinite power. It cannot even be contained in any restriction or space, and can only be contained in this way.
As long as he had this half bucket of blood, the Terror Eater was confident that he could create another Horror Valley like this one. It might not last as long, but after a few more years, he could come back.
Pick up the bucket and run away!
But looking at the bucket of blood, the Terror-Eating King suddenly fell into deep thought again.
I am just an ordinary, peaceful evil spirit, why would I attract such a powerful human cultivator? This doesn't make sense.
Unless... this strong man is also coming for that demonic body!
The King of Terror-Eating could not help but recall that some time ago a group of monsters came from the Demonic Land Immortal City and spent a lot of effort to find this demon body. It was said that they had a big plan.
It naturally tried to stop them, but the monsters were very powerful. After several rounds of probing, both sides were unwilling to risk their lives, so they finally reached a deal.
The group of monsters promised to give it a treasure, the psychic magic bead, in exchange for it not being allowed to hinder their plans again.
Even if they were allowed to take the demon body, this Horror Valley could still last for hundreds or even thousands of years, so the Terror Eater King finally agreed to the deal. Because even if he didn't agree, they were backed by the Immortal Slaughter City, and he might not be able to stop them.
The Lord of Luxian City was a very transcendent being, which made it very afraid.
Now that he has run away with the bucket, it is very likely that he will not be able to get the magic bead...
But after all, life is more important.
After some hesitation, the Terror-Eating King chose to run away. The most important thing to live a long life is not how powerful you are, but how stable you are.
But just as it was about to leave, suddenly a stream of light fell down and landed precisely on the altar.
The light faded away, revealing a smiling face.
"You are... the Medicine Master Demon?"
The King of Terror recognized the man at a glance. He was the weaker one among the eight demons in the Luxian City.
Moreover, the Terror Eater King didn't know if it was his own illusion. After not seeing him for many days, this Medicine Master Demon seemed to be weaker than before...
How could someone go back alive? The Medicine Master Demon only came here at the beginning and never showed up again, so the Fear Eater King was not very familiar with him.
“Haha, it’s me.” Yao Shi Mo rubbed his hands, “I was sent by the organization to hand over to you, and I will take the Fuhuang demon body away today.”
"No one can move that demonic body..." King Terror Eater said, and suddenly remembered something, and asked in surprise: "Have you refined the elixir of resurrection?"
The Eight Demons once revealed to it that there was a kind of resurrection medicine in Luxian City that could bring the demon body back to life and restore its pre-birth strength.
"I don't have a complete resurrection elixir yet. I just urgently refined a temporary magic potion that can revive the demon body for a quarter of an hour, which is enough for the transfer." The pharmacist said.
He further explained: "Some mistakes have occurred recently. We are worried that the location here will be exposed, so we have to move it ahead of time."
As he spoke, he took out a fist-sized black magic bead.
This bead seemed to be filled with the pitch-black night, with faintly scattered stars floating around, but no light could be seen.
"Is this the spiritual magic bead, the treasure of Luxian City?" asked the Food King of Terror.
"That's right. With this gem, you can communicate with the human world and the demon land, and summon monsters to fight. It has infinite uses and is trustworthy to everyone." The Medicine Demon said with a thumbs up.
The Terror-Eating King took the magic bead in his hand and put it away, then said: "Go to the tomb and revive the demon body. I won't stop you, but..."
"What's wrong?" asked the Medicine Master Demon when he saw it hesitating.
"But a powerful enemy has come into this Horror Valley, so you'd better hurry up. If you're a little late, he might come to kill you." The Terror-Eating King reminded.
"Oh? Who is it?" asked the Medicine Master Demon.
"I don't know." King Shikong shook his head and said, "I only know that a man from Gaoqiao Cave led them up."
"Heh." The Medicine Master laughed coldly, "Those barbarians..."
"That man can melt half a mountain with one sword." King Shifong said sternly.
Yao Shimo's expression became slightly serious, but after a moment, he showed a confident smile again.
"So what? I am about to be resurrected into the greatest demon body of all time! Even if it's only for a quarter of an hour, I will be invincible for a quarter of an hour. Anyone who dares to provoke me will definitely not have a good ending."
The Terror-Eating King thought of the terrifying existence buried in the tomb. If he could be resurrected, he would be worthy of the words "invincible in the world"...
So it nodded and said, "Indeed."
“If there really is a strong man who is seeking death, let him sacrifice his blood to the body of Fuhuang Demon!” The Medicine Demon flew into the tomb while letting out a crazy and strange laugh.
“Hahahaha…hahahaha.”
(End of this chapter)
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