However, the Corpse Clan understood that they could not retreat. They could only fight.
…
Seeing this, Gangda immediately retaliated.
Due to the Demonic God and Hiderigami, the players and the Corpse Clan were on different sides, which led to the outbreak of war.
The players earned a lot from the Dead Man's Riches, and their overall strength improved a lot. Lu Wu was no exception.
These "evil" Demon Chef players came up with the 108 Corpse Spirit Dark Cuisine Set.
"Newbie, this is not a good place. What crime did you commit?!"
Since it was activity time, after Gangda put down his daily necessities, he was escorted to the field by the prison guard.
As they walked through a passageway without cameras, the prison guard suddenly stopped and turned to look at Gangda.
Gangda heard and shook his head again.
As the escort vehicle drove in, the prisoners inside the barbed wire on both sides of the road looked at the rarely seen escort vehicle curiously. Different expressions appeared on their faces.
"We have the same skin color. You have no other choice but to join us. However, it's not easy to join me. You have to prove that you are useful to me. So, I'll give you a mission. If you can complete it, you'll join us!"
Its function was to collect Evil Corpse Spirits and refine them into Corpse Spirit Points. The players could use the Corpse Spirit Points to cultivate single-use combat Corpse Spirits.
This was the only way to kill the Demonic God and destroy the Player Clan in Beiqi.
"Is your gang lacking a boss?"
They even treated it as a spice in their boring lives.
"Hahaha!" hearing Gangda's reply, the group could not help but laugh.
The leading black man was dizzy from the collision. He obviously did not expect Gangda to dare to resist him.
Subsequently, many Demon Chef players also joined in the use of corpses.
Because of the Pay-To-Win Roulette this time, many impoverished players once again set their sights on the Land of Senluo.
An escort vehicle drove over from afar, and the metal gate of Pollsmoor Prison slowly opened at this time.
At this moment, Gangda suddenly threw the basketball at the man's face. Then, he grabbed the man's neck and pressed it down. His knee went straight for the man's face.
From this moment onwards, he was officially a member of this prison with a life sentence.
However, this was not a good place. This was because it housed the most vicious criminals in the Republic of South Africa. It was where Pollsmoor Prison was located.
The field was as big as two football fields, and it was divided into five areas: A, B, C, D, and E.
After finishing the cigarette, the escort got into the car, and the prison guard turned his attention to the black man.
Not only was everyone in Area B stunned, but a newcomer had used such a method to defeat an entire regional gang with his powerful strength.
After all, they had bought the bodies of these Corpse Clan warriors from the auction house, and they had spent soul coins on them.
Moon Shine!
When Gangda heard this, he spoke with a calm expression.
Then, under the escort of the prison guards, he moved forward step by step. Under the gazes of the prisoners on both sides of the barbed wire, he entered a building in front of him.
At this moment, Gangda's performance attracted the attention of everyone in Zone B.
The furious subordinates also attacked at this time.
Therefore, they held a food tasting event and provided the Corpse Spirit Cuisine Set Meal to the players for free.
The grayish-white striped shirt was quickly torn in the fight, and his body was covered in wounds. However, Gangda was still full of fighting spirit. He roared like a beast, and every punch landed on flesh, knocking down one attacker after another.
The smile on the man's face deepened. He took a step forward and patted Gangda's shoulder.
However, those who could enter this place were not easy to deal with. They had all been stripped of their political rights, and were basically either life sentences or death sentences.
Although most of the players were indifferent to this and had no intention of trying it out.
There was no need to worry that no one would buy good things. Some rich players had even announced that they would save up a large number of Corpse Spirit Points and create a Ghost King Combat Corpse Spirit in one go.
After all, the Demon Chef players' ability was to process the taste of food and remove all harmful substances. Even "sh * t" could be made delicious.
They had wanted to use the corpses of the Player Clan to create a corpse mountain, and then expand their advantage to slowly nibble away at the players' power. However, they did not expect that not only would they not be able to collect the corpses, but the corpses of their clansmen would also be collected by the players.
Breathing heavily, Gangda took off the torn clothes on his body, revealing his explosive muscles and the three-headed black snake tattoo on his chest.
Seeing this, Gangda laughed out loud.
Looking at the greed on the prison guard's face, Gangda shook his head.
On the other hand, the players were in a very good mood.
Because these corpses could be sold for a good price. They could sell them to the rich players, to the Demon Chef players, and so on …
In any previous battles, the Corpse Clan was already used to collecting the corpses of their enemies and then refining them into a part of the corpse mountain. Using war to nurture war, and relying on war to strengthen the clan's strength.
There were even many corpses of Corpse Clan Warriors that were put up for auction. The stronger the Corpse Clan Warrior before death, the higher the price of soul coins sold.
As soon as he said this, the lackeys behind him roared with laughter again.
But after all, these "food" could provide real buffs and even permanent attribute points.
However, the Demon Chef players were not satisfied with this. After all, if they made it and there were no sales, their losses would be very huge.
But this time, in the war against the Corpse Clan, this building was once again put to use.
After that, Gangda went through a series of physical examinations and met the prison warden. All the information handed over was recorded in the database.
"You'll regret it!" Realizing that Gangda was so insensible, the prison guard's face darkened.
So in this battle, the Corpse Clan had already fallen into a passive position.
In less than ten minutes, he knocked everyone from the Beast Clan to the ground.
Hearing this, Gangda did not speak.
This also formed an industrial chain.
For the Demon Chef players, they only saw the abundant spiritual energy points in the bodies of the Corpse Clan Warriors. This was like food that contained rich protein in reality. Its "nutritional value" was very high.
Since there was a huge consumer group, then what was lacking was the bodies of the Corpse Clan Warriors …
Now, they could only hope that Hiderigami would wake up soon.
Instantly, cheers sounded from within the barbed wire, as if to welcome the arrival of this newcomer.
Seeing this, Gangda walked towards him with large strides.
"I don't have money!"
Looking at the gang leader struggling on the ground, Gangda suddenly turned to look at the prison guard on the other side of the metal door. A sinister smile appeared on his face.
"Yes!"
At this time, the prison guard helped him remove the handcuffs and leg cuffs, and pushed him into the field.
And the most popular way for civilian players to carry bricks had changed from fishing to "moving corpses."
Hearing this, Gangda nodded.
And the richer the spiritual energy points in the "ingredients", the higher the quality of the food, and the stronger the amplification effect.
Facing this group of people's mockery, Gangda's face was cold.
And the reason why the players collected the corpses of the Corpse Clan Warriors was also very simple. It was because the corpses of the Corpse Clan were very useful to them.
Seeming to realize that his behavior was embarrassing, the prison guard hurriedly took another step forward with an angry expression.
The demand could be said to be very high.
After a moment of contemplation, he glared at Gangda with slight reluctance, then led him through two checkpoints and entered the 707 room he was in.
Other than that, there were many players who were trying to develop other ways to use the bodies of the Corpse Clan Warriors, also wanting to join the ranks of earning soul coins.
Not only did they not gain the slightest advantage from the players, but their overall strength was constantly being weakened.
Not far from Gangda, the leader, a bald man with a scar on his face, waved at Gangda.
In that blurry memory, he felt that he still had a name.
The consequences of offending the prison guard was incomparably tragic.
And so, this industrial chain also began to operate.
However, the enmity between the Player Clan and the Corpse Clan was completely formed.
"Bang!" Blood splattered.
The arrival of the escort vehicle meant that a new prisoner was about to join their large group.
The leader pointed at himself, then at his underling behind him. He could not help but laugh.
"You don't have money? According to the information, you robbed a vault, and the gold has not been recovered until now! "The greed on the prison guard's face surfaced again.
Their numb life made them different from ordinary people. They were very happy to see others in pain, and they took pleasure in it.
It could be said that they were the complete opposite.
His fierce gaze scared the prison guard so much that he subconsciously took a step back.
"Don't you know the rules here?" the prison guard frowned slightly.
Looking at the black man's mocking expression, Gangda also laughed. He reached out and took the basketball.
The Corpse Clan Warrior who discovered this could be said to have an extremely complicated and gloomy mood.
They suffered heavy casualties in the battle, but after the three-hour cooldown period, they decisively threw themselves into the battle again. Only then did they manage to drag the huge body of the Demonic God back to the Arctic Abyss, which was also the Land of Beiqi.
"Hey, newbie, come here!"
There was an ancient building in the Mansion of the Dead. The earliest Battle League players were very familiar with this building. It was the "Corpse Refinery" (PS: Chapter 140 can be found in more details).
In order to save the Demonic God, the players spent a lot of energy.
As the door opened, a burly, dark-skinned man who was about 1.9 meters tall slowly walked out of the prison van. He was wearing handcuffs and shackles.
Therefore, eating the Corpse Spirit Cooking Set became an event that only brave warriors dared to challenge.
Although he was fighting against dozens of people, Gangda did not panic at all.
Over the past six months, the players gradually strengthened their own forces by using the Corpse Clan's method of plundering the forces of other clans. They also made full use of corpses.
The players could throw the corpses of the Corpse Clan Warriors into it and refine them into Corpse Spirit Points, which could be used for one-time use as combat Corpse Spirits.
Among them, the happiest one was Lu Wu.
Although they knew that it was delicious, most of the players still felt disgusted and did not dare to try it. Even the foodie players who wanted to eat all the delicacies in the game did not dare to challenge these unconventional delicacies.
South Africa.
Hearing this, Gangda shook his head again. His expression did not change at all.
The dark cage and the dense barbed wire were imprisoning free souls.
Here, no one could have freedom.
"What?" The leading black man looked very surprised.
As he spoke, the prison guard closed the metal gate of the field.
"Let me ask you again. Do you guys lack a boss?"
The players who had run out of money only had one thought at this moment. It was time for them to carry bricks again.
As long as no lives were lost, they would not bother.
The black man was not angry and continued to speak.
Seeing Gangda's arrival, the group of prisoners who were exercising on the field quickly gathered and walked toward Gangda.
"I didn't commit a crime!"
Just as the Beiqi players were in full swing with the Corpse Clan of the Land of Senluo.
It was as if he was once the king of a world in a distant period of time!
"It's very simple. Take this, find someone there, and throw it at his face. Remember, throw it with all your might!" As he spoke, the leading black man took the basketball from his underling and pointed at the white people who were sitting in a circle not far away.
If we can't jump out, we can still do it in three hours!
Hence, there was a small group of players who bit the bullet and tried it.
If they were punched, they would hit back. If they were kicked, they would kick back.
"What mission?" Gangda asked.
At this moment, the group of people walking toward Gangda was led by a black man with a scar on his face. Beside him, most of the people were black as well. There were more than twenty of them.
During this period, the two Godly State Strongmen, the Demonic God and Hiderigami, were both unconscious.
At this moment, Gangda was in Zone B.
"I advise you to think about it carefully. Once you've made up your mind, you can look for me anytime!"
If the Demonic God woke up first, their doomsday would come.
Now, even if the Corpse Clan did not want to start a war, the players would not agree to it.
This building was a special structure built during the invasion of the Evil Calamity.
However, compared to the players, the Corpse Clan was getting more and more depressed in this battle.
After panting for a moment, he slowly straightened his body and stepped on the head of the black man who had provoked him just now.
As he spoke, the man turned his head and pointed at a group of white people who were also sitting together in Zone B.
In a desert area far away from the city, under the endless yellow sand, there was an oasis.
The prison guard who saw this was the same.
"No one here is guilty. We are all innocent, just like you!"
No one could stop him!
So what if Hiderigami woke up first? The players only wanted to say, why don't you f * cking jump out of the game world and beat me up?
"In Area B, there are a total of two gangs. One is the Wild Beast that I'm in, and the other is the Poison of the White Pigs. If you don't choose a gang to join, then your days here will be miserable!"
Whether the food was delicious or not was not a problem for the Demon Chef players.
Some came in groups, some came in guild groups, and there were also groups of solo players.
The Corpse Clan, who had not even had two days of peace, once again faced the evil forces of the players that gave them a huge headache.
There was joy, mockery, and numbness …
After a series of procedures, the prison guard brought Gangda to his cell, Room 707.
This scene did not make Gangda nervous. He continued to stand where he was quietly.
"Is there anything else?"
Gangda heard this, but there was no change in his expression. He looked at the field.
Fortunately, Meiba and the Corpse Generals were all seriously injured in the battle to help Hiderigami stop the Demonic God. They were unable to stop the arrival of the players, which allowed the players to successfully take the Demonic God away.
This was how the prisoners welcomed the newcomers. It had always been like this, and they were already used to it.
At this moment, the prison guard came forward and greeted the escorts. He handed them a cigarette and started chatting with them.
"Is there anything you want to say to me?"
This was because the players had to pay a handling fee for using the Corpse Refining Room. The players also had to pay a handling fee for buying and selling corpses in the auction house. In short, Lu Wu was the one who made the most out of the battle between the Player Clan and the Corpse Clan.
"How about this, share some with me. I promise you will have a good life here in the future. You have to understand what kind of place this is. Without my protection, a newcomer like you will have a terrible ending!"
After that, the Corpse Clan attacked Beiqi several times. The players did not show any mercy and attacked the Land of Senluo several times.
This name had no meaning, but it had the unwillingness to live under someone else's roof.
The burly black man wearing handcuffs and leg cuffs stood at the side. His expression was normal, not happy or sad.
However, their faces were filled with schadenfreude.
When the prison guard outside the barbed wire saw this scene, he turned a blind eye to it. He had no intention of stopping them at all. In fact, he even looked forward to it.
However, the non-Western Server had ushered in a huge revolution!
The result was that it was delicious!
As a prison guard in this desert area, one of their daily income came from the prisoners.
"You are Gangda, right? Let's go and register. This will be your home from now on! "As he spoke, a mocking smile appeared on the prison guard's face.
The players could go to the Land of Senluo and kill a few Corpse Clan Warriors, which they could sell for a lot of soul coins.
It seemed like an illusion, but it felt so real!
Although there were not many customers, at least there were customers and they could make money.
…
However, he did not want to be tied down here. Before he got what he wanted, he wanted to be the king of this place!
However, with the end of the Evil Calamity, this building was gradually abandoned in the city, and no one paid attention to it.
However, when faced with the gangster forces of the players, not even a strand of hair would be left behind, not to mention corpses.
Most of the prisoners who wanted to live a good life would choose to bribe the prison guards. This was because the prison guards had great power here.
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