Because these skulls were cut at different times, some were severely weathered and turned to dust when burned, but others were relatively fresh and not burned too thoroughly, so Zhang Liang was able to identify their origin.
"So those wooden stakes weren't lampposts, they were for sticking gods' heads in. Holy crap, the Decapitation Demon City, the Decapitation Demon City, looks like a pretty apt name. They like to chop off the heads of gods as decorations. No wonder the God of Filling the Sea is furious," Wang Yao muttered.
He knew that the Decapitation Demon Lord's real name was Xia Geng, and that he had been beheaded in his previous life. Therefore, after becoming a demon, he especially liked to behead others. The Decapitation Demon Lord originally set up these things outside his Decapitation Demon City just to show off his achievements, and it was not a big shock to the God Realm.
But now that the divine army has already reached the city of the Decapitation Demon, doing this would be a blatant provocation, which would inevitably arouse the strong anger of the divine race and even the Lord of Filling the Sea. What Wang Yao was thinking was, how could Jingwei, after being so provoked, not be able to restrain herself from attacking the city?
If it weren't for the fact that the little girl is not to be underestimated and is too cunning, then the Demon City of Execution has indeed been fortified by the demons and Hu Mei, making it impossible for the little girl to even begin fighting.
The army continued forward, and the wooden stakes along the way were still being cut down. Every so often there was a cremation pile. The road was long, so there were a lot of wooden stakes and cremation piles everywhere. As Wang Yao walked on, he couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. This road was indeed quite terrifying.
As dusk approached, the sky turned blood red, and the towering walls of the Executioner's City could be seen in the distance. About ten miles away from the walls, the jungle along the roadside had been cleared away in large swaths, and tents were lined up in rows on both sides of the road.
Scattered divine soldiers stood guard and patrolled between the tents, or a chilling aura permeated the air, clearly distinguishing the owners of the tents.
Wang Yao knew that this was a camp set up by the gods and ghosts who had arrived earlier. He immediately ordered Zhang Liang to clear the main road in the manner of the vanguard and the central army, and to set up camp behind the ghost camp by clearing the jungle on both sides. He himself went straight along the main road to find the Lord of Filling the Sea and find out the situation.
The further you walk, the more you can see that the Decapitation Demon City is a giant city standing in the jungle. Various plants and trees full of the characteristics of the demon world have spread all the way to the city. Only the straight road in the middle shows the grand scale of the main city of the demon world.
Looking from where Wang Yao stood, it seemed as if the Demon City and its surrounding vegetation under the setting sun were shrouded in a transparent curtain, with tiny transparent folds slowly rising and quietly disappearing on these landscapes with the evening breeze.
"Why didn't the Lord of Reclamation cut down the divine head stakes in front of him? Could there be a demon spawn ambushes here?" Wang Yao was puzzled to see that about four or five miles of the divine head stakes extending from the city of the Decapitated Demon City were still intact.
Those wooden stakes, each bearing a divine skull, were incredibly glaring. How could the Lord of Filling the Sea possibly tolerate them? Wang Yao looked around for the Lord of Filling the Sea, but the Lord of Filling the Sea did not come out to greet him.
In fact, when Wang Yao walked all the way to the end of the God Clan camp and stood in front of the towering walls and magnificent gates of the Decapitation Demon City not far away, not only did the God of Filling the Sea appear on the main road, but not a single divine soldier appeared, nor did he see any trace of the Demon Clan.
The Decapitation Demon City ahead, along with the god camps on both sides, appeared unusually deserted. If Wang Yao hadn't seen the scattered sentries in the god camps, he would have almost thought that the god camps on both sides of the road were also completely empty.
However, Wang Yao was not in a hurry to find the God of Filling the Sea. He frowned and carefully examined the road ahead, finding that the feeling of being shrouded in a curtain was vague and rather strange.
Wang Yao roughly determined that there were no obstacles on the road leading to the Decapitation Demon City. The subtle fluctuations only existed in the jungle on both sides of the road, as if a transparent dome covered the jungle surrounding the Decapitation Demon City while leaving the main road open.
The shadows of the trees swayed gently, appearing harmless as if one could enter at any time. Yet, the ripples that flowed through the trees occasionally sent a chill down Wang Yao's spine, as if someone were warning him from the shadows not to tread lightly into the forest on either side.
He turned his head and looked around again, and found that the construction of the God Clan camp was also very strange. A large area of the jungle on the edge of the camp, facing the direction of the Decapitation Demon City, had been cleared away, but only broken branches and leaves were left on the ground. The camp fence was set back several hundred meters before it was erected.
The area that had been cleared was right next to the dome in his eyes, and the edges were so neatly cut as if they had been cleaved by a knife, without any deviation. Moreover, near the dome, there were still many black marks left on the ground, as if it had been burned.
Could there be inferior demons? On his way from Zongguan City, Wang Yao had already secretly wondered. The inferior demons, which were quite rampant in the demon realm, became strangely scarce the closer he got to this decapitation demon city. Could they all be hiding in the lush plants below the city?
But even if there are inferior demons, how could they possibly stop the God of Reclaiming the Sea?
"There's definitely a problem!" Wang Yao felt a chill run down his spine. He glanced coldly at the neatly erected wooden stakes with the heads of the gods stuck in them, then took out his phone and dialed the number of the Lord of Land Reclamation.
"Where are you?" Wang Yao asked.
"I and the Gale Ghost King are in the camp... and you... have arrived?" The voice of the Sea-Reclaiming God seemed quite surprised.
“That’s right, I’m right outside your camp on the main road. Has this Decapitation Demon City activated some kind of protective shield or something…?” Wang Yao asked.
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