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Chapter 186

Words:3188Update:22/06/20 05:36:37

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Walking at the front of the team were twenty cultivators wearing full body armor and Crystal Suit. Their strength was at least at the Building Foundation Stage. After going through the amplification of the Crystal Suit, they were like twenty torches burning through the sky, constantly swallowing and spitting out powerful waves of spiritual energy.

The spirit roots of low-level cultivators such as Li Yao all felt an absolute pressure. Their pores were instantly sealed, and they didn't even dare to release a single strand of spirit thread.

Such a strong killing intent was not intentional. Instead, after the continuous bloody battles with the demon beasts in the dark underground, their souls were naturally shrouded in a layer of fiendish aura.

If one had gone through hundreds of battles and killed more than ten thousand people, the fiendish aura could even be condensed and used to kill on the battlefield. It was a hundred times sharper than spiritual energy.

Although the Crystal Suit worn by these cultivators was incomplete, it was stained with blood, and most of the joints and exquisite runes had been corroded.

In Li Yao's eyes, he was both envious and jealous. He wished he could run over and take off a suit and wear it for himself.

The twenty cultivators in the Crystal Suit swaggered and majestically walked past. Behind them were dozens of large carriages filled with demon beasts' corpses. Their demonic auras soared to the sky, and from the gaps of the carriages dripped a viscous liquid.

This was only the first batch. There were still a large number of demon beasts' corpses underground. They had to be dealt with as soon as possible. Otherwise, a plague would break out, and it would not be a joke.

After the carriages transporting the demon beasts' corpses passed by, the crystal tanks dragged large iron cages. Each iron cage was densely engraved with hundreds of array glyphs. The base was also inlaid with countless crystals. Electric arcs crackled as they wandered between the iron bars.

Inside the iron cages were powerful demon beasts that were restless. When they discovered that they were actually surrounded by humans, they became even more furious. They jumped up and down and struggled with all their might.

However, every time they touched the iron cage, they would attract a bolt of lightning. They grimaced in pain from the shock, and their scales stood erect. The air was filled with a faint burnt smell.

"These are all Demon Generals. This time, we have captured a total of nineteen Demon Generals. It really wasn't easy!"

Zhao Tianchong said with a smile.

Li Yao focused his gaze and found that the Demon General locked in the iron cage was different from the low-level demon beasts at the Demon Soldier level. Most of them had some human-like features.

Especially in their eyes, one could clearly see fear, anger, hatred, and sharp killing intent.

Some of the demon generals who were particularly tough did not care at all even though they were hit by the lightning and had deep wounds on their bodies. They were still staring at the Cultivators and soldiers around them.

It was as if it wanted to tear all humans into pieces with its ferocious gaze.

"To be able to capture such a ferocious Demon General, the intensity of this underground battle is truly hard to imagine!"

Li Yao clicked his tongue in admiration and couldn't help but feel a trace of shame.

When he saw the post on the forum just now, he was immensely proud of himself. He felt that it was already quite impressive for him to be able to kill a seriously injured low-level Demon General.

Only now did he realize how big the gap was between him and a true expert.

If he were to go deep into the underground battlefield, he might not even last an hour before being turned into minced meat.

"Still not strong enough!"

"Right now, I only have a little bit of fame in the Grand Desolate War Institution. They only think highly of my potential."

"In the incomparably vast world of cultivators, I am still an insignificant character. I don't even have the qualifications to participate in the underground battle."

"Get stronger. I must get stronger as soon as possible. At the very least, I must enter the Building Foundation Stage at a younger age than Ding Ling Dong and Senior Brother Peng. Only then will I have the qualifications to participate in the real battle in the world of cultivators!"

Li Yao silently thought. Suddenly, Lu Tieshan gave him a push:

"The Demon King is coming!"

Li Yao's spirit was shaken. He stood on his tiptoes, stretched his neck, and gazed into the distance.

Before he could see the Demon King, his line of sight was first taken away by an ugly man with a bulbous nose who somewhat resembled a Pekingese.

This man wasn't wearing the Crystal Suit. He was only wearing a loose linen robe. Both of his hands were hidden in the wide sleeves.

His entire person didn't reveal anything, but he was faintly emitting an aura that was even more powerful than the cultivator in the Crystal Suit.

In particular, his rolled up sleeves seemed to be hiding an incomparably terrifying weapon. Even though Li Yao was still several hundred meters away from him, he could still feel the dangerous aura emitted by the weapon.

"Is it a saber?"

From the vague outline of the sleeve, this man was using a saber-type magical equipment.

Recently, Li Yao had been studying sabers. His gaze couldn't help but focus on this man's sleeve. He was attracted by this hidden peerless saber.

His gaze had only focused for three seconds when Li Yao suddenly felt his scalp tingle. It was as if an invisible saber had shot out from this man's sleeve and chopped towards him with unstoppable momentum, hitting his throat!

"Ah!"

Li Yao couldn't help but let out a low cry. His body staggered and he took two steps back. He almost fell off the crystal tank.

Both of his hands covered his throat as cold sweat seeped out of his forehead. Unexpectedly, the faint pain in his throat was so real. Li Yao had goosebumps all over his body. It was as if he had died once!

Zhao Tianchong and Lu Tieshan glanced at him strangely. They didn't understand why Li Yao's feet suddenly went soft.

Several hundred meters away, the man with a pug nose sensed Li Yao's abnormality. He faintly swept a glance at him as a trace of astonishment flashed through his eyes.

"This man is the Hundred Saber Alliance's Vice Alliance Leader, Long Wenhui. He is a famous demon beast hunter in the Wasteland. He is a Core Formation Stage expert and one of the peak fighting forces in the battle of Verdant Tarn City. He was the one who captured the Demon King!"

Zhao Tianchong introduced.

"So he is a Core Formation Stage expert. No wonder his strength is so tyrannical. I only peeked at him and it was as if I was chopped by a saber. I simply couldn't resist!"

Li Yao had a lingering fear. If he had known earlier that this man was a Core Formation Stage expert, how could he have dared to peek at his weapon?

Taking a deep breath and calming his mind, Li Yao narrowed his eyes and looked behind Long Wenhui.

Behind Long Wenhui were two crystal tanks side by side. They were dragging a huge transparent cage. All the railings were made of sparkling and translucent crystal. Not only were they engraved with numerous runes on the outside, even the interior of the crystal had countless miniature array glyphs floating in it. They were emitting an unpredictable brilliance.

Inside the cage stood a humanoid monster that was more than two meters tall. Its body was covered in light blue scales and there was a long and narrow tail behind its back. Its facial features were clearly distinguishable, just like a distorted human face. Two horns were pointing towards the sky. The left horn was broken at the base and was flowing with a light golden liquid.

The Demon King's palms and soles were pierced through by crystal nails. They were fixed to the four corners of the cage by crystal chains. Two light purple awls were deeply pierced into its shoulder blades. They were constantly releasing lightning.

Even Li Yao, who was more than a hundred meters away, could hear the crackling sounds coming from the Demon King's body.

The Demon King's face didn't have the slightest expression. Only the depths of its eyes occasionally emitted an extremely brutal starlight. It slowly swept across the entire place as if it was looking at a group of insignificant ants.

Suddenly, it glanced at Li Yao.

Powerful! Terrifying! Tyrannical! Savage!

These words suddenly emerged from the depths of Li Yao's brain.

Although it was shackled by layers of shackles, the Demon King was still emitting an unbridled and tyrannical aura. Li Yao's mind was extremely tense. He even had the thought of fighting to the death.

It was easy to imagine how terrifying the Demon King would be if it were not shackled. Once it went crazy, it would be easy to imagine.

"Beep Beep!"

"Beep Beep!"

"Beep Beep!"

The mini crystal processors of Li Yao and the other two beeped at the same time. After a glance, the three of them simultaneously revealed ecstatic expressions.

"The three of us have been selected as representatives of the Grand Desolate War Institution!"

"This incomparably powerful Demon King will be beheaded by us!"

...

In the temporary settlement area on the outskirts of Verdant Tarn City, there was an endless sea of tents.

All the rescued citizens were settled here, waiting for the end of the beast tide to return to their homes.

This was also one of the reasons why the military was unable to use heavy firepower and could only carry out bloody battles on the streets and alleys.

The wasteland was vast and sparsely populated. Transportation was inconvenient, and all kinds of construction materials were extremely scarce. The vast majority of the construction materials had to be transported from the inland. It was very difficult to build a large city with a population of several hundred thousand.

If heavy firepower was used to raze the entire city to the ground, not only would it be impossible to properly resettle so many civilians, the reconstruction would also be a huge and protracted project. The cost would be astronomical.

During this period, mankind would lose a permanent stronghold, and the consequences would be immeasurable.

Therefore, unless it was absolutely necessary, the Union Army was unwilling to personally destroy a city that had been painstakingly built for hundreds of years. It would be more convenient for them to rebuild their homes if they could preserve some of their vitality.

At this moment, the entire temporary settlement area was in an uproar after hearing the news of a complete victory.

From babbling children to white-haired old men, everyone was cheering and shouting the slogan "Long live the cultivators and the Union Army".

Especially when the convoy escorting the captives of the demon race slowly drove through the temporary settlement area, the atmosphere was even more fiery to the extreme. All the masses were cheering loudly and clapping their hands until they were swollen.

Many of their relatives had died tragically in the beast tide outbreak. The masses who had deep hatred for the demon race desperately wanted to rush forward, but they were firmly stopped by the soldiers:

"Don't worry, there will be a time for you to take your revenge!"

Next to the temporary settlement area, a simple war court that could accommodate 100,000 people was built in a few days with the assistance of several cultivation sects.

In half a day, there were no empty seats. The citizens whose relatives had died in the beast tide outbreak were arranged in the VIP seats, while the rest of the citizens were determined by drawing lots. Those who could not be arranged gathered outside the war court and watched the live broadcast through a huge hologram in the sky.

Today, the Verdant Tarn City Special War Court would hold a public trial of one Demon King and nineteen Demon Generals!

This was the usual practice of the Xing Yao Federation.

Regarding the Demon Soldiers and the unranked demon beasts, they were all treated as wild beasts and were killed.

But at the level of Demon General, their wisdom was not inferior to that of humans. They had also established a Demon Beast Empire that had dominated the universe for tens of thousands of years. They had also considered themselves as the masters of mankind.

This history of humiliation was engraved in the hearts of mankind.

If high-level demons were treated as wild beasts, it would be tantamount to an insult to oneself.

Therefore, mankind defined the war between themselves and the demon race as a war for survival between two different civilizations.

At the level of Demon General, they were the commanders of the enemy civilization. Once they were captured, they could enjoy the treatment of war criminals and be judged by the war court.

As for the outcome of the trial, there would always be only one.

The death penalty would be carried out immediately!

Not only that, the death penalty would be carried out by two kinds of people.

The first was the low-level cultivators who had personally participated in the war and performed outstandingly on the battlefield.

The second was the civilians whose relatives had died under the claws of the demon beasts and who had a blood feud with the demon beasts.

For the extremely vicious Demon Generals, Demon Kings, and even Demon Emperors, death was not frightening.

Just like the high-level human cultivators, when there was no way out, they would also bravely face death.

However, for the Demon Kings, who had revered statuses in the Blood Demon Sector, dying in the hands of low-level cultivators or even powerless civilians was undoubtedly an extremely humiliating thing.

And in the Xing Yao Federation, even an insignificant ordinary worker had the opportunity to kill a Demon King and personally avenge his family. This was undoubtedly the best consolation and also the greatest boost to the morale of mankind!

Therefore, Li Yao had gloriously become one of the one thousand executioners.

The incomparably tyrannical Demon King, who was equivalent to a human Core Formation Stage powerhouse, would die in the hands of him and his 999 compatriots! r1152

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