"Master … Should we make a move?"
Saruman saw everything, and because of this, he asked. After all, he knew how much effort Chen Feng had put into this person.
However, Chen Feng still shook his head and said indifferently, "No need, let's just wait. If he dies, it proves that I've misjudged him."
From the beginning to the end, Chen Feng was not lying to Yang Shuo. If the other party really did not satisfy him, then only death would await him.
With so many people in the post-apocalyptic world, there were many pitiful people. Who did not have loved ones? If not for Chen Feng, Yang Shuo would just be a cripple. No, he would not even be considered a cripple. This was because when his sister was infected, he had already lost his will to live. Perhaps by now, he would have already become a zombie and been shot to death by the patrol team.
Until now, Chen Feng had already given him a lot of help. Without Chen Feng, his sister would have already become a zombie without spiritual consciousness a few days ago.
The post-apocalyptic world did not lack pitiful people.
The reason why Saruman asked was not because the Lich understood pity, but because the other party knew that he valued Yang Shuo more, so he asked.
If it were any other time, even if everyone in the Devil Town were to be wiped out, Saruman would not say a word. Although the Lich was a high-level powerhouse, in a certain sense, it was still an undead without emotions.
Sure enough, after receiving Chen Feng's answer, Saruman did not say a word and once again became an audience, quietly watching Yang Shuo's performance.
Saruman did not know why Chen Feng would choose to use Yang Shuo as a chess piece among the hundreds of thousands of people in the Devil Town. One thing to know was that at Chen Feng's level, being able to use a chess piece that he valued was already a fortunate thing.
Saruman had lived in the White Bone Plains for countless years, but this was the first time he had seen someone like Chen Feng. He seemed to have some kind of magical power that could make everything seem natural.
Like himself, Phra, and the Burning Flame Demon. These people had everything they had now because of Chen Feng. If not for Chen Feng, they would just be one of the thousands of creatures in the Abyss.
Therefore, in Saruman's eyes, Yang Shuo was not unlucky, but really lucky. After all, from Saruman's experience, as long as Yang Shuo could survive, his future would be limitless!
As for now, there was only one thing to consider, and that was whether Yang Shuo could survive this test …
At this time, Yang Shuo was enveloped by a sudden pressure. Not long after he defeated the demon on the side, a flying demon rushed down.
Compared to ordinary demons, the flying demon had more energy. It was like a meteor falling from the sky, filled with an indescribable, terrifying aura.
At this time, Yang Shuo's eyes were fixed on the demon's body. He took a deep breath, and then a force gushed out from his chest. He felt as if something in his body had cracked open. He clenched his fist and punched the demon's face.
"Die!"
As Yang Shuo roared, the center of his fist suddenly refracted a bolt of lightning. After the blow, the demon was instantly killed and turned into a dried corpse.
"This is my power!"
Yang Shuo took a deep breath. He felt that his thoughts were now clear, and he had completely turned into a demon galloping in the Abyss. It was terrifying to the extreme!
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The monsters entrenched around the Devil Town were enjoying the afternoon delicacies. As creatures that suddenly descended, they relied on their powerful strength to occupy all the nearby races.
Under such circumstances, the monster would never have thought that an enemy would sneak into its territory without making a sound.
This group of monsters was called the Green Skin, but it was not the Goblins in their impression. It was a collective name for several monsters. They were composed of Orcs, Goblins, and Gnomes. But as they came from another dimension, their appearance was very different from their conventional relatives.
They came here and occupied this place.
The Green Skin Tribe was called that because of their disgusting skin color. The Green Skin was the embodiment of wildness. They had bad tempers and lived primitive lives. Their only goal in life was war. If there were no external enemies, the Green Skin would inflict violence on their companions. In their civilization, strength was power.
As long as the weakest member of the group took a wrong step, he would become someone else's dinner. Strictly speaking, the Green Skin did not have a hometown. They seized the residences of other races and took them for themselves. They liked to decorate the residences they seized in the style of their tribe — using wood and various material fragments, and often the bones of the victims they killed to form an ugly shape.
This gave the buildings of the Green Skins a strange and crude appearance.
The Orcs were the largest of the Green Skin Races. Compared to their other relatives — Gnomes, Habs, and Dwarf Gnomes, they were taller, stronger, and more aggressive. The Orcs would continue to grow in their lives, and their skin color would gradually darken as they grew older.
Their only hobby was killing. If there were no other opponents, they would fight each other. This kind of fight would often lead to bloodshed. Even an injured Orc was still a terrifying enemy. They could not feel pain and were completely fearless.
They had extremely high prestige in the Green Skin Army. The word Orc originally meant that they were powerful. It meant that they could kill the enemies in front of them without any scruples.
This included different races like humans. Other than that, there were also their own kind. The Green Skin never knew what mercy was. When they lacked food, they would hunt their companions like hunting for food.
Especially when there was a lack of food, they could be seen everywhere. Some Green Skin were fighting each other, and there was only one outcome of death, and that was to become the other party's food.
The Orcs were the strongest among the Green Skins. Other than that, the Goblins were the inventors among them.
The Goblins were much shorter than the Orcs, but they had cruel cunning, which was what their larger counterparts lacked. The Goblins were often intimidated and threatened by the Orcs, which made them sneaky and sinister. Their ludicrous appearance perfectly masked their malevolent minds.
The Goblins were also the best at technological engineering among the Green Skin Races. Their design was simple and effective. The machinery built by the Green Skin Races was often limited to siege weapons. These weapons designed and built by the Goblins looked very simple and primitive. However, the Green Skin's stone throwing rod could also throw a 500-pound stone very far away.
Although they were not as powerful as the Orcs, their intelligence was not ordinary!
It could be said that the appearance of the Green Skin Monsters had completely affected the environment. During this period of time, the ones who had interacted with Devil Town were these terrifying and intelligent creatures.
They came here and found traces of Devil Town. They only had one goal, and that was to occupy and kill. The Green Skin Races never showed mercy. Their ultimate goal was to take down Devil Town and devour most of the unlucky ones. The rest would be enslaved as slaves.
The Green Skin Races had been here for some time. Because of the opening of the dimension, there were still people from the original world descending to this land. Therefore, after a few feints and confirming that it was difficult for the Green Skin Race to attack, Devil Town began to close the gate to prevent the Green Skin Races from taking advantage of the situation.
At this time, the Green Skin Races began to recuperate and develop their own forces here.
There were no natural enemies and no roars. This kind of comfortable life had long made the Green Skin Races forget to be on guard. Who would have thought that just as they were resting, they would be attacked so fiercely!
Du Jianan finally asked for reinforcements, and the leader of these reinforcements was Lu Wei.
The Green Skin Race didn't set up any defenses because they never thought that there would be reinforcements from outside suddenly descending on their location.
At this time, the Green Skin Race warriors on the periphery were resting, and the reinforcements from Order had already occupied a good position. They attacked together. Hundreds of professionals added together. Although the energy was different, it was a little overwhelming. It directly made the Green Skin Race suffer unspeakably. For a moment, they didn't have any defensive power at all.
Looking at the various flashing energies in front of him and listening to the increasingly miserable roars in his ears, Lu Wei's expression was as cold as before. His hand gesture to attack never fell. When the professionals saw that Lu Wei hadn't shouted for them to stop, they didn't dare to stop. Everyone gritted their teeth, squeezed out the power deep in their bodies, and bombarded downward crazily.
As for the Green Skin members on the periphery, most of them were short creatures.
Among the Green Skin Races, there were not only Orcs, Goblins, and Squigs. There was also a funny little creature — Fart Spirits.
Everyone called them Fart Spirits. The official translation should be "Snot Spirits." There were also other cute names, such as "Short Ghosts" and "Small Vegetables."
They were a large number in the Green Skin Race's society. They acted as the pets of the Orcs and the punching bags of Ben and the Goblins. In fact, they played a very important role in the Green Skin Race's self-recycling ecosystem.
When the spores germinated, Fart Spirits were the first Green Skin Race to hatch. They would be responsible for farming fungi. After that, they would hatch Squigs, Goblins, and Orcs. Fart Spirits were the smallest members of the Green Skin Race. They only had pea-sized brains (IQ was the same). They were like a group of small pets that were always full of vitality, fanatical, and difficult to control. They parasitized the Green Skin Race's gathering place.
The Orcs especially liked these little guys and treated them as naughty little pets. Some Orcs even captured some Fart Spirits to let them perform or train them to complete some work. The smartest Fart Spirits could even play the role of servants, such as tickling places that the Orcs couldn't reach. However, they wouldn't be assigned any meaningful work.
However, Goblins despised and hated Fart Spirits because they also had the habit of stealing things. However, Goblins found that it was difficult to steal with a group of Fart Spirits surrounding the Orcs. What was more troublesome was that these little bastards had the habit of snitching and reporting to the Orcs, accusing Goblins of stealing. They would also reveal the location where the stolen goods were buried and use pantomime to act out murder scenes that they had witnessed. Then, in order to avoid the revenge of the Goblins, the Fart Spirits would run to hide between the Orcs' legs. The Orcs would quickly vent their anger on the Goblins. On the other hand, the Goblins would seize every opportunity to abuse these little bastards.
Fart Spirits were considered the weakest creatures in the Green Skin Race. They had never had their own status and value. Therefore, they lived on the periphery.
And now, the army from Order had mercilessly started a war with the Green Skin Race. The first to be hurt were these pitiful and evil fellows.
"Coo, coo … coo."
There were 80% of the Green Skin Race's Fart Spirits here. Under the continuous attacks, the voices of the Fart Spirits became weaker and weaker. After five minutes of this intensive bombardment, Lu Wei finally waved his hand and stopped them. The professionals couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. They hurriedly sat on the ground and swallowed food, intending to use the fastest time to recover the lost strength in their bodies.
Even though there were no more attacks from the professionals, the thick fog below hadn't dispersed. At this rate, it would take a long time.
There were countless possibilities in the enemy camp. Lu Wei didn't want to waste time on such matters. He called out in his heart, White Dragon.
Suddenly, a huge dragon appeared in the sky. This was none other than the beast Chen Feng had refined after stripping the other party of his consciousness earlier.
The White Dragon had the ability to control hurricanes. It opened its mouth and roared. A tornado visible to the naked eye appeared in mid-air and instantly dispersed the thick fog.
And the Fart Spirits' figures … were exposed at this moment.
At this moment, Du Jianan did not doubt the damage that the previous battle had caused to these ugly creatures. Sure enough, in the next blink of an eye, a large number of corpses of fart spirits were completely exposed in front of everyone. Under the continuous bombardment, extremely deep pits appeared everywhere on the ground! Blood splattered everywhere in the pits, and broken bones and flesh were mixed together. Red and white mixed together, and it was a blur. Who could recognize that this flattened pile of flesh was the dominant Green Skin Army?
Lu Wei's attack was so sudden that even though the Green Skin Army was able to react, they were still unable to withstand the baptism of Order energy.
Everyone knew that the Fart Spirits were the weakest of the Green Skin Army. They weren't even as tall as the Goblins, which meant that they weren't destined to be the trump card of the Green Skin Army.
At this moment, along with the continuous explosions and the thick stench of blood, the Green Skins in the distance discovered the problem immediately.
They didn't have time to rejoice because there were continuous trampling sounds in the distance. Even though Du Jianan was the second-in-command of Devil Citadel, she still felt fear and couldn't help but release her ability.
At the same time, Lu Wei didn't show any fear. Instead, he looked at the frightened creatures and couldn't help but reveal a strange smile.
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