After entering the desert oasis, Wang Lu found that the city had been completely branded by the invisible devil. As the nightmare that had enveloped the demon race for two thousand years, it was almost everywhere.
For example, on the day of the welcoming banquet personally arranged by the demon race elder, Wang Lu saw such a scene.
"Thank the gods for giving us food."
At the dining table, several elderly demons with extraordinary statuses were praying devoutly with their eyes closed before the meal, and in the end, they expressed their gratitude to the gods in a loud and clear voice.
At that time, Wang Lu found it strange. Thank the gods? There was actually a god among the demon race?
Of course, in a strict sense, the demon race certainly had a god, the Devil God. Just like the Nine Regions had True Immortals and the Western Continent had Gods, the demon race also had their most powerful person, which was called the Devil God. However, just like the cultivators of Nine Regions would not worship their ancestor True Immortals, the demon race would not make the Devil God into a totem and pray to it every day. Based on his understanding of the demon race, at least the royal family of the demon race was a group of non-believers — because they themselves were the supreme of the demon world, the place where the faith of millions of people gathered.
So now, who was this group of royal family descendants thanking to?
"Alas, it's that invisible devil."
The tribal elder sitting next to Wang Lu somewhat bitterly sighed, and then used a secret spell to transmit his voice, "Since more than a thousand years ago, when the last group of the tribe's radical rebels were killed by the invisible devil, the people in the tribe completely gave up resistance. And in the following hundreds of years, gradually, some people even put down their dignity. They were awed by the powerful force of the invisible devil and were willing to worship it as a god, day and night. And now, the number of these people is increasing, and soon, more than twenty percent of the tribe has been occupied. "
Wang Lu nodded. "It's Stockholm Syndrome. You guys can persist for more than a thousand years before the surrender party occupied twenty percent, which is indeed worthy of being a royal family."
After more than a thousand years of high-pressure rule, if it were a creature like a pig or a dog, it would have long been completely domesticated and lost its wild nature. Now, it was commendable that more than half of the people in this demon race tribe could still maintain their independent personality.
However, it seemed that this tribe was about to reach their limit. There were more than thirty people from the Demon Race who attended the banquet that day. As a result, more than ten people excitedly came over to ask Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang if they had the ability to help them out of their predicament. Obviously, they regarded these two outsiders as their life-saving straw. Some of them even knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Ouyang Shang in their agitation, making the banquet a complete mess. In the end, the tribe's Great Elder flew into a rage. He grabbed these people by the neck and threw them out of the dining hall. Only then did the atmosphere calm down. However, the celebratory atmosphere on the dining table was also gone.
However, the cultivators of Spirit Sword Sect themselves did not enjoy this welcoming banquet. The material conditions of the desert demons were really too difficult. Even though the Great Elder had tried everything, the dishes on the table were still simple and shabby. Most of them were native plants that grew in the oasis. The taste was rough and rough, as if it was mixed with sand. There was also a small amount of artificially raised livestock meat, but the processing methods were very immature, and the quantity was so small that it couldn't even be placed on the dining table. For the cultivators of Spirit Sword Sect who were used to eating normal food, although it was not difficult to swallow, they really could not enjoy it.
Especially when they realized that the tribe was on the verge of collapse under the oppression of the invisible devil, it was even more depressing and greatly reduced their appetite. In fact, no one at the banquet was in the mood to eat at all. Even Wang Lu only drank two mouthfuls of juice and then fell into deep thought. On the dining table, there was only one corner that constantly made the sound of food being chewed and swallowed — and that was Wang Wu. While accelerating the magical power circulation in her Jade Mansion, she mechanically put the food on the table into her mouth. Actually, she didn't know the taste at all. However, until the end of the banquet, at least one-fifth of the entire table of dishes had entered her stomach, including two small plates and a soup spoon.
After the banquet, Ouyang Shang and Wang Lu followed Feng Yin and the others to their residence to settle down. After briefly explaining to their Junior Brothers and Sisters, the two of them went out for a night tour of the oasis and began to separately carry out a field investigation.
Although they could also listen to Feng Yin or the demon race elders to introduce them, second-hand information was, after all, not as good as first-hand information. In particular, the next opponent was an unfathomable opponent. Any oversight in information could cause fatal results.
The efficiency of the two of them was very high. After one day, they had roughly figured out the situation of the demon race city.
In the tent where the cultivators of Spirit Sword Sect rested, Wang Lu began to explain his harvest to the crowd. "The population of this demon race tribe is not large, only about one thousand and one hundred. Most of them are young adults, and very few of them are elderly. Because the invisible devil needs continuous blood sacrifice to quell the curse, most of the demons will actively choose to sacrifice themselves when they get old in order to maintain the interests of the tribe. At the same time, this special living environment makes the members of this tribe very different from the royal family of the demon world during the great war of immortal and demon. First of all, the average life span is greatly shortened. The theoretical life span of the general royal family of the demon world is more than five hundred years, which does not take into account any acquired cultivation data. If they diligently cultivate, their strength will continue to improve, and their life span will also be extended. At the level of the king of the demon world, they usually live as long as the world, and will not die naturally. In general, it should be a race that lives longer than human beings. But the average life span of the demons in this oasis is only forty years old. Right now, the tribe's Great Elder is the oldest person in the tribe, and this year, he is sixty-two years old. "
When Wang Lu said this, he looked at the people who had fallen into dead silence, and the corner of his mouth curled up. "In other words, most of the people here are actually older than him."
"Damn, I've always respected him as an elder …"
The several cultivators of Spirit Sword Sect were both angry and amused.
However, Wang Lu quickly changed the subject. "But you actually have good reason to respect him. Because if you put him in the human world, he is a peerless genius who has reached Yuanying Stage in sixty years of cultivation. At least, he would not lose to any of you."
"What? Yuanying Stage? "Feng Yin and the others were inexplicably surprised. "I can't feel it at all. Although the sand molding spell is very beautiful, but … "
"Wait a minute, to be precise, although his power is weak, his ingenious use of the surrounding spiritual energy is indeed far better than ours. Previously, I thought it was their innate magical ability as the desert natives, but now that I think about it, since they are demons, how could they have the desert magical ability? It's clear that their stage is extremely high, but they are limited by their own lack of power. "
The people present were, after all, the elites of Spirit Sword Sect. After being pointed out by Wang Lu, they immediately came to their senses.
"And further thinking, under such harsh conditions, reaching Yuanying Stage in sixty years … If it were you guys, could you do it?"
Feng Yin and the others were silent. Obviously, they had no confidence in this.
"Although there is only one Great Elder in this tribe, the royal family of the demon world is indeed the royal family of the demon world. Even after two thousand years of deterioration, there are still geniuses in the tribe. If the next step is to fight against the invisible devil, the power of these natives is indispensable. "
Speaking to this, the topic was continued by Ouyang Shang, "In fact, these demons have not achieved nothing in the past two thousand years. How to resist the invisible devil has formed a set of strict methods, which runs through every little bit of their life."
A disciple of Spirit Sword Sect sneered and said, "Do they worship it like a god and worship it three times a day?"
Ouyang Shang couldn't laugh, but sternly said, "After two thousand years of hopeless resistance, only twenty percent of them gave up resistance. If it were a human, do you think they could do it?"
Wang Lu said, "In fact, this desert tribe has been implementing a set of desperate resistance plan for two thousand years. Among the one thousand tribesmen, some of them with exceptional talent would be selected to take on a special mission. These people are called kindling. From the moment they were born, the tribal elders would draw a curse mark on their body. That curse mark has no other effect, but it could deceive the devil's perception, so that it could not detect the existence of this person. Then, the tribe would do its best to cultivate these kindling, and when they become adults, they would try to leave the oasis. "
Ouyang Shang said, "Once these trapped demons are far away from the oasis, they would trigger the devil's curse and die without a burial place. However, they have developed a kind of curse mark that could deceive the devil's perception, trying to deceive the devil. Once it succeeds, it means that someone in the tribe can get rid of the devil's shackles, and from then on, enter the sea like a fish … "
Feng Yin asked, "But only a few people can be saved, what about the others?"
Wang Lu explained, "The effect of the curse mark is limited. It's impossible to draw it on one thousand people and migrate them out together. In fact, after two thousand years, they haven't even succeeded in sending out a kindling. The best record was set by the current great elder. He was discovered by the devil when he was fifty kilometers away from the oasis. Later, he was lucky enough to survive in the sandstorm and comprehend this sand-shaping spell. However, he was still far from escaping from the devil's control. "
"Then, what's the point of this?"
"The point is that this is their only hope. At the same time, it's also the key to our next move. "Wang Lu said," The curse mark can deceive the devil's perception. The closer it is to the devil, the more effective it is. A thousand years ago, the devil race had done a radical experiment. They sent the kindling with the curse mark to the scene of the blood sacrifice, and deliberately appeared when the devil descended. The devil turned a blind eye to it! "
Hearing this, Feng Yin and others had already vaguely guessed the plan of Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang, but the audacity of the idea made them feel unbelievable.
Then, they heard Ouyang Shang say, "So the next step, we plan to use this curse mark to personally go to the devil's habitat to explore. Always know yourself and know the enemy, only then can you win a hundred battles. "
"Big Brother, this is too risky!" Feng Yin immediately advised.
Wang Lu sneered, "Then why don't you go?"
"Uh …"
Of course, Wang Lu knew the risks of this move, but what else could they do?
If they could stand by and not take the risk, he and Ouyang Shang would not stay at all. The problem was that after weighing the pros and cons, facing the invisible devil was actually the most rational choice. Then, on this basis. The existence of the curse mark was a positive factor that forced them to take the risk — with such a good condition, what were they waiting for?
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