Things had become somewhat troublesome.
The inverted pentagram was clearly the symbol of the devil.
Compared to the pentagram used to summon demons, the inverted pentagram of the devil looked like the head of a black goat.
One of the top experts in the entire Qiaodong City was actually a follower of the devil. This was simply a fantasy and somewhat unbelievable.
But the truth was right in front of his eyes. There was indeed a clear symbol tattooed on Li Chuan's thigh. No, it didn't look like a tattoo, but more like it had originally grown on Li Chuan's body. The red lines around it constantly undulated, giving people the illusion that they were looking at a sea of blood.
Chen Feng subconsciously placed his hand on it.
Hiss!
A terrifying energy invaded Chen Feng's brain, like fire and water that did not mix, directly erupting with terrifying destructive power. Even more bizarre was that Chen Feng couldn't remove his hand. The skin of the other party was tightly attached to his body, unable to move.
"Not good!"
This energy followed his hand and attempted to invade his mind. If it succeeded, his mind would become chaotic and he would become a true cripple.
In this moment of crisis, Chen Feng didn't hesitate and transformed into his Balrog form. Huge flames engulfed his body, annihilating the negative energy and allowing him to escape.
After Chen Feng escaped, intense pain came from his body, especially his chest. It was so painful that he almost fainted. No one could have imagined that this tattoo would have such terrifying power.
"Curiosity killed the cat."
Chen Feng took out the Queen Bee Honey and drank a big mouthful. Only then did his chest calm down a little.
Although the scene just now was extremely frightening, Chen Feng could finally confirm that this wasn't a tattoo that Li Chuan had drawn out of boredom. It really was the power of the devil. And this also proved why Chen Feng felt a sense of disgust when he first saw the other party.
Generally speaking, demons followed the Law of Chaos and respected the strong. They ignored promises, betrayed at any time, disregarded honor, changed their minds at any time, and killed without any rules.
Devils belonged to the Lawful Evil Faction. This faction still had the pride and confidence of the strong. They valued honor and promises. Self-discipline and discipline. Rising in rank required accumulating merits. They didn't engage in senseless killing.
Because the two sides were born in different camps, they were in a hostile state from the moment they were born.
The Ten Thousand Abyss Plains, the first layer of the Abyssal Plane, was the only exit to the Prime Material Plane. This was the origin of the Bloody Battle. At the same time, there were also visitors from the Prime Material Plane, such as humans, orcs, halflings, and so on who came here as mercenaries for their own benefits.
Between the Ten Thousand Abyss Plains and the Prime Material Plane lived some natives, such as dark elves, taurens, dwarves, and so on. These natives would sometimes be hired to participate in the bloody battles.
The war between demons and demons had lasted for hundreds or even thousands of years. The hatred between the two sides had long seeped into their bones.
Why would Chen Feng hate Li Chuan?
Its power came from the Balrog, and it had obtained the ability to transform into a demon. This meant that its genes had changed a long time ago, so it hated Li Chuan because of the devil tattoo on his body.
Not long ago, Chen Feng had heard about some skinning incidents. Now that the devil's followers had died at his feet, it was reasonable to say that he should be more relaxed.
But at this moment.
As for Chen Feng, he was frowning.
If it was …
Hatred was proof of the devil's identity, and Li Chuan had been confirmed. Then, what about Hong Jiuling?
If he remembered correctly, his hatred for Hong Jiuling was several times stronger than Li Chuan's. What did this mean? Stronger? Or a purer devil's follower?
A master at the peak of Silver Level being a devil's follower was already a bit of a fantasy. But the leader of the Conservatives, Hong Jiuling, who was supported by hundreds of thousands of people, was very likely to collude with the devil. This was really unbelievable.
The conservatives, the ordinary people, the anti-war movement, and the bizarre disappearance after the insect tide. When all these things were connected together, they were like a jigsaw puzzle, slowly forming a picture in Chen Feng's mind.
"The Conservatives finally gained control of the city, and even abolished most of the hidden sentries. Then, they searched for survivors nearby and began to recuperate. But the good times did not last long. The Zerg's arrival was too sudden. Moreover, without the hidden sentries to investigate, the Zerg had already gathered below the city. In less than half a day, the Qiaodong was invaded, and countless survivors were slaughtered. Hundreds of thousands of people died, and blood flowed like a river …"
Although Chen Feng had lived in the Qiaodong for a long time, it was inevitable that he would miss some of the memories from his previous life. At this time, he tried his best to recall the situation after the Qiaodong was invaded.
"Wait!"
Chen Feng suddenly remembered something, and muttered to himself, "Countless survivors were slaughtered, hundreds of thousands of people died, and blood flowed like a river … blood …"
After repeating this word, Chen Feng's pupils dilated, and a word suddenly appeared in his mind.
[Blood sacrifice!]
Everything became strange.
Not only did the devil like blood sacrifice, but the devil also liked to obtain power from blood sacrifice.
Could there really be such a coincidence in the world? After the outbreak of the Zerg horde, Hong Jiuling mysteriously disappeared. There was no news of him since then, as though he had been buried in the Zerg horde.
There had to be a reason for this abnormality.
All signs indicated that the destruction of the Qiaodong had something to do with Hong Jiuling.
Chen Feng did not believe that Hong Jiuling was capable of controlling the insectoids. Most of the time, Hong Jiuling had been acting as an accomplice. He had trapped everyone in the camp and, under the pretense of recuperating, allowed the monsters to kill and grow in the wild.
No!
Instead of calling it recuperation, it was better to call it rearing. In Hong Jiuling's eyes, the survivors of the Qiaodong were a bunch of meat. He did not mind Butcher's identity. Be it zombies, Zergs, or even some dimensional creatures, he only cared about one thing. After the city was breached, the city would become a bloody hell.
The devil was good at controlling people's hearts.
By choosing to fight Feng Zhiyong head-on, it was inevitable that there would be mistakes. And this control of people's hearts slowly increased the anti-war sentiment. It was like boiling a frog in warm water, pulling the entire Qiaodong into an endless hell bit by bit.
Hong Jiuling relied on Feng Zhiyong's kindness toward the Qiaodong. He had long seen through Hong Jiuling's weakness and knew that Hong Jiuling would not fall out with him for the sake of the Qiaodong survivors. Otherwise, the number of casualties would be unimaginable.
At this moment, Chen Feng finally pieced together a complete picture in his mind.
This world is full of danger. Ordinary people can't even come into contact with such a level of competition. I'm only relying on my devil bloodline. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to discover Hong Jiuling's true colors.
It's lonely at the top.
This was the first thought that came to Chen Feng's mind after he figured it out.
There were frogs above ants. In addition, there were birds, eagles, and other raptors. Their positions were different, and the people they came into contact with and the situation were different.
Just like ordinary Warriors, they did not even have the chance to touch Hong Jiuling, let alone expose his true colors. They could only wait until the Zerg horde erupted before they picked up their weapons and became pawns.
How sad.
And this might be the ultimate reason why Chen Feng advocated strength.
…
This is bad!
Xu Hongzhuang was panting heavily as she rushed over from the front. Obviously, she had completed her mission and successfully killed or captured the zombie commander.
She was restless along the way. She only had one purpose, and that was to hurry back to the battlefield to see how the situation had developed.
Feng Zhiyong had always instilled the idea of the overall situation in his subordinates. Xu Hongzhuang had always been well-behaved. Even if there were incidents where she stole credit, she would only scold the other party. For the sake of the Qiaodong, she did not really fall out with the conservatives.
And this was also the reason why she rushed back. When she had no choice, she actually did not want to see casualties.
But when she finally rushed back, she saw her confidants killing the zombies that were left alone. It was not difficult to see from their calm faces that they did not feel any pressure at all.
However, when Xu Hongzhuang saw this, her heart turned cold. She had a bad feeling that something bad was about to happen.
"Swoosh!"
Xu Hongzhuang did not dare to neglect and continued to rush forward. Finally, she saw Chen Feng's figure, and the bodies of Li Chuan and his confidants lying in a pool of blood.
A team of thirty people, including Corpse Chief, were all killed. No one was left alive!
"Dead … They are all dead? Did you really kill Li Chuan? He is Hong Jiuling's confidant. His status is similar to mine. Now that such an important person is dead, the conservatives will definitely not let it go. What should we do? "
Although Xu Hongzhuang was brave, she was still young. It was inevitable that she would panic when encountering such a situation.
At this time, she showed a frightened expression and hurriedly asked Chen Feng. Unconsciously, she had put herself in a humble position.
"Major Xu, the dead people are not the point. I have something important to tell you." After discovering such an important secret, Chen Feng's face was expressionless. His tone was completely without discussion, but a commanding tone.
"I …"
When Xu Hongzhuang saw Chen Feng's ice-cold gaze, he swallowed all the questions at the tip of his tongue back into his stomach. He no longer had the graceful bearing of an expert. He stood obediently in front of Chen Feng and listened to him.
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