The finishing work was over.
All the supplies of the entire Coral Island were placed in front of Chen Feng. There were not many guns, only a hundred or so. Most of the daily necessities were cigarettes and fine wine. As for food, it was dried fish after drying.
These were all the resources on the island.
Chen Feng waved his hand, and the people who participated in the battle divided the belongings of these hundreds of people.
Barren.
This island was more barren than the sea imagined.
Not every leader of a force had a vision from afar, and not every place had researchers like Truman. Except for a small number of forces that could produce their own resources, in this chaotic land, most people lived a poor life.
There was one more thing.
This force had no rules to speak of.
From top to bottom, everything was like a beast, acting according to their own preferences. Looking at the people on duty, and looking at the bandits who gathered to gamble, there was a strong sense of disorganization everywhere.
Chen Feng deactivated his transformation. Slowly, his originally red appearance turned pitch-black.
In the process of killing, some blood sputtered on Chen Feng, but he did not feel the slightest discomfort. Instead, he sniffed and felt an indescribable sweetness at the tip of his nose.
Things were getting serious.
Chen Feng frowned, smelling the stench as sweetness. This situation had been going on for a long time.
In most people's sense of smell, blood had a pungent smell, but in Chen Feng's view, it was sweeter than all the food in the world.
This indicated that the demon bloodline in his mind had changed him. In a sense, if he wanted to continue suppressing that madness, he needed to kill more lives.
Initially, a single life would have sufficed. However, under such complicated circumstances, a single life was no longer something that could be suppressed. Just like today, Chen Feng had only obtained a trace of satisfaction after killing four people.
The cold sea breeze blew in his face.
Chen Feng stood on the roof of the stronghold and looked at the distant sea. The expression on his face did not change in the slightest, looking like he was wearing a mask. Only the most attentive people would notice that his fingers were trembling slightly.
He hated this feeling.
Chen Feng hated this feeling.
This made him somewhat unable to recognize himself. It was as if he was a different person, and his body was not under his control at all.
Killing.
Killing more lives.
What was frightening was that with this kind of killing, Chen Feng's heart would one day collapse. At that time, these bloodthirsty personalities would completely take over the main personality and become a completely different character.
Killing again and again bred the ruthlessness in his heart. This was a confrontation of will.
Chen Feng had to make some changes.
Burning Flame Demon.
Chen Feng's power came from an abyssal life form. After the blood sacrifice, he had only obtained a small amount of the devil's bloodline. Hence, at this time, if he wanted to fully control this power, he would need to devour the burning flame devil's heart's blood essence.
. Legend!
The Blazing Flame Demon was a veteran Lord. His strength had already broken through the Gold rank and became a Legend.
.......
If others knew about this, they would laugh at Chen Feng's nonsense. Even if he had entered the Gold rank, but one must know that there was a fundamental difference between Gold and Legend.
The former was just flesh and blood. But if one reached the Legend rank, even if they did not eat, they could still absorb the energy in the air to maintain the body's needs.
Chen Feng had walked all the way from an ordinary summoner to where he was today. Everything he had done had seemed like a challenge to the order. Everything he had done had seemed arrogant. However, who would have guessed that he had actually succeeded? Not only had he gathered six summoned beasts, he had even created the immortal City of Order.
Legend rank?
Was it really that strong?!
Chen Feng's road to rise, from now on, was just the beginning. He would enter the Legend rank sooner or later. At that time, the so-called Burning Flame Demon would become a stepping stone under his feet.
In his dictionary, there would never be an 'impossible'!
…
A strange city.
From time to time, there would be zombies wandering outside the city. These monsters wandered aimlessly outside the city. Before the apocalypse, they might be a small employee in a company, or an obvious trendsetter, or even a famous rich man's son.
But now, no matter what their identity was when they were alive, they had become a group of unintelligent zombies. They fed on human flesh and blood, completely turning into a group of monsters.
It was like this in the wild, but there was another world within the city walls. Because it was close to the coast, most of the food here relied on seafood, so the surroundings were filled with a strong fishy smell.
110,000 people.
The number was not a lot, but every surviving human was persevering to survive.
This was a large fish processing factory. When the ship returned, the employees here were in charge of cleaning up the seafood. The old site was an electronics factory that could accommodate nearly two thousand people. However, unlike the order that was filled with hope, most of the people here had dull eyes and wooden expressions. Compared to the so-called residents, they were more like a group of enslaved slaves.
They did not have enough food to fill their stomachs, and their clothes did not cover their bodies.
This was a group of people who lived at the bottom.
Every day, these people would spend more than ten hours in this factory. Apart from eating and sleeping, they would spend all their time here.
No rest.
No subsidies.
There was also no so-called fairness and justice.
The so-called safe zone was not a city of sin built by the higher-ups to satisfy the desires in their hearts!
… … …
A man was sitting on a chair.
He could have lived in a better place, but he seemed to like the fishy smell here, so he set up his headquarters in a fishing ground.
Ghost Shark.
As the ruler here, the man's face was full of wrinkles, like tree bark. Due to the special nature of his awakened talent, his strength and life came from killing and oppression. He had bid farewell to the past. Compared to his previous ordinary self, at this time, he was the ruler of a city, controlling the lives of hundreds of thousands of people.
He held a letter in his hand, which recorded everything that happened on Coral Island.
The man sat on the chair, mottled shadows covering his cheeks, making him look so gloomy and terrifying.
Witnessing life and death, long-term killing, this had already turned them evil. Their hearts were like stone, without any mercy or humanity.
He was the ruler here.
He was also the famous Ghost Shark.
The forces in the distance had seized Coral Island, and they were overbearing. This was simply an unforgivable crime. Ghost Shark accepted the other party's declaration of war. From now on, the war would officially begin!
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