Chapter 220



Chapter 220

The fallen angel did not understand Su Xingyuan's actions, but he keenly noticed that the black-haired boy's murderous intent and even fanatical fighting spirit suddenly disappeared, and his whole aura instantly became dull.

If the sharp knife had not nearly cut off his wings a second ago, he would have really thought that Su Xingyuan was standing here to invite him to have tea.

"It seems that someone from above has sneaked into Hell. Your companion is in danger."

The black-haired boy slowly put the knife back into the sheath and said with a smile.

The fallen angel's brows jumped, and without hesitation, he flapped his wings and flew out of the territory. At the same time, he did not relax his vigilance against Su Xingyuan at all. If the other party wanted to do something with his back to him, he could counterattack instantly.

Su Xingyuan was of course aware of this, but he had no such plan. He sighed and tried to justify himself, saying that he was not the sinister villain that the fallen angel imagined, while walking leisurely in a certain direction.

"How are you?"

He squatted down and gave a gentle smile to the fifth demon king, whose only head was exposed and the rest of his body was buried in the sand.

Before the two gods were lured into the territory and the fallen angels arrived, although Su Xingyuan did not have time to kill it, he remotely mobilized the animal trap to block all its breath. After all, it was the prey that he had already caught, so Su Xingyuan certainly wouldn't let it run away.

At this time, all the fifth demon king's will to resist had been wiped out.

During this time, it could feel the breath of its companions, and even the distance between them seemed very close to the Demon King. But every time the breath of the fallen angel spreads over this land, when it thinks it is going to be saved, what follows the wait is endless despair.

It’s so close… so close!

Just a little bit, and the fallen angel can rescue it from this situation...!

And now, the Fifth Demon King has completely forgotten his arrogance and no longer puts on a condescending expression. On the contrary, it stared at the black-haired boy in front of it, just like the weak ones who were afraid of them in the past stared at the powerful demon king.

With the same fear, and the same despair.

"Don't worry, I don't have much time." The black-haired boy tilted his head slightly and smiled at it. "It won't hurt."

[You have killed the [Fifth Demon King]! 】

[You have been upgraded!] 】

[Level: lv.61→lv.62]

【Name: Suxingyuan】

[Level: lv.62]

[Intelligence: 740 (+57)]

[Physical Strength: 1050 (+101)]

[Strength: 650 (+60)]

[Agility: 630 (+8)]

[Defense: 500 (+85)]

[Free attribute points: 20]

Su Xingyuan added all his attribute points to agility.

After all, if a large-scale disaster were to strike soon... he would probably need to move faster to ensure that enough people could be rescued.

He glanced at the taskbar.

At the top of the taskbar, there is a bright red countdown.

[Countdown to the coming of disaster: 12h]

We only know the time of arrival, but the location and type of the creature have not been revealed. There are still many things he needs to do.

He first sorted out his gains. The two gods and one demon killed today dropped quite a few items, but not all of them can be used. Su Xingyuan would collect ordinary things like herbs and stones. After all, for a player, there is never too many types of items in the backpack. But if it is some unused equipment, it is more cost-effective to give it to NPCs in the same camp.

It has no collection value—Su Xingyuan made a simple judgment.

The most important of the spoils are the godheads, and getting rid of them is also the most time-consuming.

If he doesn't deal with it now, he may not have any free time when the next disaster comes, and the enemy will not give him a chance to breathe. If he kills all the enemies before devouring the godhead, the player will feel very disadvantaged.

Su Xingyuan wasn't sure how long it would take him this time, so he saved a file and came to the gap where he first devoured the divine power.

【Countdown: 11h53min】

The player, who had become a skilled worker in this matter, swallowed the godhead in his hand without hesitation.

-

"Su Xingyuan still hasn't appeared."

Director Zhou paced in the conference room, looking worried: "Did something happen...?"

Social order was restored quickly, and the panic was fading at an abnormally fast speed, just as people could easily forget the disaster that had happened. Without anyone deliberately mentioning it again, people's expressions suddenly faded away in a very short time, and they started to do their work again.

Only the special personnel who knew everything from beginning to end are still worried about this matter - and, although the black-haired boy does not look like a good person, if things are over, he should come back and tell them, so that the matter can be completely put to rest.

"It's already the third day."

Director Zhou pressed his eyebrows.

The assistant next to him advised: "It's useless for us to worry here, you should take care of yourself..."

Before he finished speaking, the air in front of him suddenly twisted.

Director Zhou's first reaction was not that there might be danger, but rather: "Su Xingyuan?"

"It's me."

The black-haired boy walked out of the familiar portal.

Compared to how he looked three days ago when he came to drive out the monsters, the feeling he gave people had changed very subtly. It wasn't just that the color of the long hair changed to a richer, unnatural black, but there was also a slight difference that was intuitive, different from what was captured visually. Director Zhou noticed this difference keenly, because he felt the not-so-obvious but hard-to-ignore sense of danger from the other party again after a long time.

"What's wrong?" The black-haired boy tilted his head slightly, "Does anything look wrong with me?"

It's more than wrong.

For a moment, Director Zhou couldn’t even sense any signal that the other party was a fellow “human”.

Previously, Director Zhou attributed this subtle tendency of alienation to the black-haired boy's overly powerful strength, but no one knew what had happened in these three short days that the alienation had worsened to such an extent.

"...Nothing." Director Zhou chose to skip over the question.

He changed the subject naturally: "How is the situation over there? Is everything going well?"

Su Xingyuan was obviously not the kind of person who could be taken away easily. His eyes paused on Director Zhou's face, and he said sympathetically, "It went smoothly, right? But new troubles did arise."

Director Zhou's heart skipped a beat: "What trouble?"

He almost thought that something had happened to Su Xingyuan, and in an instant his back was covered with cold sweat.

"The gods have freed the demon king, who represents disaster, from his seal. He has no entity, and the only way to get through it is to survive." The black-haired boy glanced at the man who couldn't help but relax a little, raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't point it out, just said: "There is a one-third chance that disaster will befall this land, I'm just reminding you."

In fact, he thought it was half.

Because if the disaster level is the same, then the damage caused by the disaster in his territory will obviously be far less than that in the other two worlds, and the goal of [less than 100,000 deaths] will seem very unchallenging - unless the system determines that other monster residents in the territory are not defined as "humans".

Even if the disaster level will be adjusted according to the average level of the region, Suxingyuan, which can fully coordinate every tree and grass in the territory, will be able to deal with it easily.

"Will the disaster... be more serious than this demon invasion?" Director Zhou said solemnly.

Su Xingyuan: “Yes.”

The two people present suddenly looked ugly.

"I can't help with disaster preparations, but I can give you some key words."

Su Xingyuan raised his index finger.

“Beware the locusts.”

*

"locust?"

Ning Baiquan repeated with a frown.

“This is the picture from Carterfield’s Book of Wisdom.”

In the projection conference room, the black-haired boy leaned back in his chair and said calmly, "It's just that I can only see the appearance of the first disaster. I should be able to get clues about the second disaster after the first disaster is over."

"I wonder what kind of locust this is?" Xu Banmeng pondered, "If it's a creature similar to a monster..."

Wouldn't that be no different from a large-scale monster invasion?

"If they were just ordinary locusts, then since it was a 'disaster', the scale must have reached a certain level. Most importantly, they were likely to appear out of nowhere, a large-scale, dense insect plague that was difficult to control in time..."

Victor's forehead was already sweating as he imagined that scene. He originally did not think that the insect plague was as terrible as the monsters, but as soon as he thought about it carefully, he realized that if not handled properly, this disaster might have a devastating impact on humans. Even among monsters, swarms of insects are one of the most difficult enemies.

Not to mention that this is only the first disaster to come.

"Is it really impossible to kill the demon king who represents disaster first?"

Ning Baiquan looked at Su Xingyuan for confirmation.

"I'm afraid not. Strictly speaking, it can't be considered a monster. It's just called a "Demon King" because the consequences it brings are too serious. You can think of it as a virus. It will disappear after the chaos subsides, waiting to appear next time. It will always appear. I have no way to kill a thing like this."

The black-haired boy's gaze lightly fell on a point in the air. "The Fallen Angel and I have temporarily ceased fighting. He will reinforce the restrictions. But it is clear that even if the source is suppressed again, it will not affect the viruses that have already spread out."

【Countdown: 5h17min】

Xu Banmeng said thoughtfully: "Is it possible that disaster will befall hell?"

"Of course it's possible - otherwise they wouldn't have suppressed him. If he really descended into hell, his strength might be several times stronger than descending here."

The fallen angels had already raised the ban again, but they had not caught the god who caused this incident. They even found it difficult to control their emotions. Hell was full of monsters who felt the devil's wrath and dared not move at all.

It was hell that gave him new life. Apparently, the actions of the gods this time made his hatred reach its peak again.

For this reason, Su Xingyuan was very happy to cooperate with the fallen angels again, even though they had just fought each other to the death before.

"Spread the news." After basically understanding the situation, Xu Banmeng suggested, "Only when everyone is prepared can we minimize casualties."

Otherwise, once a large number of people are affected by the disaster, human slaughter will inevitably occur.

Under normal circumstances, she would have wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune - after all, she was a top global businessman, and would be more selfish at times - but when it came to such a big thing, she still knew what was going on.

"But panic will lead to casualties in advance." Ning Baiquan said calmly: "Plus, hunters' abilities are not as easy to control and restrict as weapons..."

Xu Banmeng smiled and said, "That's easy."

Ning Baiquan gave him a look that showed he was eager to hear more.

Xu Banmeng: "Put up a banner and write this message: This broadcast is sponsored by the Suxingyuan Hunters."

She wanted to see who dared to cause trouble under Su Xingyuan's nose.

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