Chapter 34



There is no sun in the demon world, only a blood-red moon. The moonlight shines on the land, giving it a strange red color. The trees around grow in strange shapes, and under the blood-red moonlight they look like monsters about to break free from their restraints.

On the wasteland outside the Salt City, a group of four fully armed people walked cautiously.

Salt City is located near the Saiyan Swamp at the border between the Nether Realm and the Burning Realm. It is the first line of defense for the Nether Realm against the enemy.

When a war breaks out, all the generals like to send people through the Saiyan Swamp to sneak into the opponent's territory.

"Captain, why do I feel something is wrong?" A man with a simple face looked around, then whispered to the tall and thin man in the lead.

"Shut up, don't scare yourself, what can happen in the wilderness." The man called the captain turned around and scolded the honest man, then continued to walk forward carefully.

"It's scary because it's in the wilderness." The honest man said in a low voice.

"Dajin, don't say anything, or you'll be scolded." A dark and strong man approached Dajin and said.

Kaka-ka-

"I..." Dajin wanted to say something, but suddenly heard a sound like a branch being broken from behind.

"Da, Dahui, did you hear any sound?"

"Sound?" The man called Dahui listened carefully, but there was no sound except the whistling wind. "What sound is there? Uh... um."

"Dahui!"

Seeing Dahui suddenly fall down, Dajin shouted anxiously, then slowly turned around and looked behind him.

"This, this, what is this?" Dajin stared at the thing behind him with wide eyes, and raised his weapon in his hand tremblingly, "You... um, ah!"

"What's going on?" The leading captain and the remaining team members heard the screams of the team members behind them and turned their heads quickly.

"Hiss..."

Looking at the huge monster behind them, the two took a breath of cool air.

"Run!!!" The captain came to his senses, shouted and ran forward quickly.

However... he hadn't run a few steps when he was caught by a dark blue tentacle.

"Mmmmm... Mmmmm... Mmmmm..." The captain struggled desperately, but as the tentacles tightened, his strength became weaker and weaker until he was completely suffocated...

"Crunch, crunch..."

With the death of the captain, the noisy environment returned to silence, leaving only the sound of chewing food.

"Oh, Blue Tuan, you're eating nonsense again."

A seven or eight-year-old blue-haired little girl ran over from a distance, put her hands on her waist, frowned and looked at the huge monster covered with tentacles in front of her.

"Gu..."

Blue Tuan, who had just killed several demons in an instant, was now lowering his head, carefully extending a tentacle to gently pull the corner of the little girl's clothes.

"Forget it, let's go back."

"Coocoo."

...

In the evening, the lighthouse in the city center was turned on, and from a distance, there was a sea of ​​lights.

"Sir, this is the latest war report." A butler walked in carefully and handed over a sealed envelope respectfully.

"Put it here."

"Yes."

The butler put down the envelope and quietly left.

Looking at the city's laughter and decadence, with no sense of tension at all due to the coming war, Rong Du raised his mouth sarcastically.

"Tsk..."

After looking at the scene in front of him for a while, Rong Du turned around and sat lazily on the sofa, reaching out to open the envelope containing the war report.

"On June 15, 528 of the Demonic Calendar, the Burning Domain sent troops to attack Yancheng. On June 20, Yancheng fell. On June 23, General Yan Xiong of the Nether Domain ordered a fire attack. On June 26, Yancheng was completely reduced to ruins. June 28..."

"...Alas."

Looking at the battle report in his hand, Rong Du couldn't help but sigh. He had a deeper understanding of the cruelty of the demons. The people of a city were burned at will.

Holding the battle report, Rong Du seemed to see the scene of smoke in the distance.

The soil on the ground turned reddish-brown under the illumination of the red moon. No, that might not be because of the illumination of the red moon, but because the blood of the people on the battlefield dyed the earth red.

Because too much blood had been shed, the blood on the ground could not coagulate. The dark clouds in the sky covered the moon, and the sky was dark. Broken limbs and remains could be seen hanging everywhere on the trees on the battlefield.

"..."

Rong Du's face darkened as he thought about the battlefield. Since the Lord of the Nether Realm, Ming Cang, summoned the lords of the major cities a year ago, the Nether Realm and the Burning Realm had been at war.

The two sides were evenly matched in strength, and neither could do anything to the other. The battlefield had been lingering near the Saiyan Swamp until the Burning Realm occupied the Salt City not long ago, and then Yan Xiong set fire to the Salt City. Only then did the war change a little.

"But..." Rong Du frowned, "It's still too slow."

Wars are time-consuming, not to mention that now that the spiritual energy has revived, it is normal for a war to last for several years.

But Rong Du couldn't wait. A year ago, he received news that the Ten Thousand Talismans Formation was about to be broken and the Cultivation Alliance was going to attack Qi Huai. Moreover, there was an unknown person behind the scenes. The Qi family couldn't delay for too long. He had to go back as soon as possible.

"Excuse me."

Rong Du threw the envelope on the round table beside him, leaned back, covered his eyes with his right hand, and started thinking about the next countermeasures with his eyes closed.

Dongdongdong--

there was a knock on the door.

"..." Rong Du frowned unhappily after being disturbed, wiped his face and sat up.

"Come in."

"Sir. An urgent letter from the city lord." The male servant who came in felt Rong Du's unhappiness, carefully handed over the letter, and then retreated to the door and stood quietly. After

opening the letter, Rong Du glanced at it and immediately stood up and walked out the door.

"Prepare the car, I'm going to Yucheng."

"Yes."

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"Sir, please go this way."

After hurrying all the way, Rong Du arrived at Yucheng in the middle of the night, and then he followed the people sent by Mo Xi to a small two-story villa.

"Sir, the city lord is in the study on the second floor." The servant standing at the door said respectfully.

"Yes."

Rong Du replied lightly, and then came to the second floor alone.

"Sir." Mo Xi, who was looking at the topographic map at the desk, turned around and saluted Rong Du.

Rong Du walked forward and looked at the topographic map hanging on the wall, "Is the news in the letter accurate?"

"Accurate, it was carefully found out by my spies in the Poison Region and Hell Island. And..." Mo Xi didn't know why he was a little hesitant. "

And what?" Rong Du, who was looking at the topographic map seriously, took the time to look at Mo Xi.

"I heard that the Lord of the Underworld will negotiate with the Lord of the Burning Domain in two days." Mo Xi said in a slightly lowered voice.

"..."

Rong Du raised his eyebrows and glanced at Mo Xi, thinking of the information he had heard through the voice transmission beads placed on Ziying before - Mo Xi and the sister of the Lord of the Underworld, Ming Cang, seemed to have a close relationship.

The Lord of the Underworld, Ming Cang, had a frail and sickly sister named Ming Zhi. It was said that he doted on his sister and would do his best to satisfy Ming Zhi's wishes.

Because of Ming Cang's doting on Ming Zhi, marrying Ming Zhi was equivalent to having no worries in life, so many demons in the demon world were desperately trying to please Ming Zhi, eager to soar to the sky. As for

whether Mo Xi was this kind of person, Rong Du didn't care. Anyway, Mo Xi was his man now, and he couldn't make any waves. And with Mo Xi's character, he wouldn't do such an obvious stupid thing.

"What do you think of this negotiation?"

Rong Du looked at Mo Xi with a little curiosity, wanting to hear his opinion.

"This negotiation will not be successful."

"Oh? Why do you say that?" Rong Du glanced at Mo Xi and motioned him to give the reason.


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