C1873 He Charged into the Demon Mountain
C1873 He Charged into the Demon Mountain
Pah!
A demonic corpse that had charged into the depths of the army without knowing how fell to the ground, its body quickly rotting into bones. Huang Anquan hatefully turned back to his camp. With Little Fatty's strange attacks, he really didn't dare to use violent methods.
He would treat the gift as a donation to the mountainous region.
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
The number of players that died was unknown. There were too many of them, and it was impossible to calculate how many people had died in the Devil Clan. There was also no accurate number. However, the decrease in the number of Devil Soldier could be felt.
In the past, there had been too many casualties in the ___. In the past, the number of Devil Soldier he had encountered had been in the thousands or tens of thousands. Now, it was basically a few thousand. It was very rare to see more than ten thousand of them. However, the number of Devil Soldier was lesser, but the pressure on the players was greater.
Now, it was rare to see any Devil Soldier below level eight. The lowest level was level eight, while level nine and ten Devil Soldier were the mainstream. A large number of demon beasts, devil generals, and devil souls were mixed in, and from time to time, a demon corpse would emerge.
The players came and died again and again. The unlucky ones had already lost a few levels, while the lucky ones had risen by one or two levels. Now, even idiots knew that the human race had the advantage, so the players did not care about their strength. All of them rushed into the wilderness and picked up the lone Devil Soldier to destroy it.
This was the general trend.
First, they destroyed the players' fear, and then they overcame the idea of the Devil Clan being invincible. Then, they came up with the idea that the Devil Clan was nothing more than this, and finally, they forged a strong desire to succeed.
The players were united, and the Devil Clan was no match for them.
Among the seemingly ordinary players, there were many powerful ones. There was a cook who held a kitchen knife and killed two Demon Generals by himself. Countless people were shocked. One should know that even if it was a top warrior, one on one, it would take a long time to kill a Demon General. This man appeared in a flash and quickly disappeared from the eyes of the players.
A Butcher suddenly exploded when a Demon General was chasing after his wife. A 300-meter long blade light slashed down and split the Demon General in half. It instantly killed the Demon General, causing some players who often bullied Butcher Wei Le to feel a chill run down their spines.
There was a young Tailor who used a sharp knife and needle. On the internet of the video, a video of a Demon Corpse being dismembered was being broadcasted. The click rate had exceeded ten million within an hour. Even the seamstress herself didn't know that she had unknowingly become an internet celebrity.
There was a blacksmith who held a giant hammer in his hand and directly challenged a Demon Region warbeast. He killed the Demon Region warbeast with three hammers and obtained the title of the Three Hammer Blacksmith.
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This kind of expert was constantly discovered. These people usually hid themselves in the wild market, doing what they liked to do. They were very strong, but they weren't willing to show it. Now that the players had rushed into the wilderness, there was no one in the city anymore. These people had no business. They were probably very quiet and lively. Perhaps because they saw the hope of victory, they attacked one after another. The more excellent these people's performance was, the more confident the players were.
More and more experts rushed to the front line, reducing the pressure on the front line by quite a bit. Dongfang Qingyu heaved a sigh of relief. When there were fewer experts, most of the pressure hit his shoulder. Now he had time to log off and rest.
In the later stages of the game, he kept a low profile, except for reviving the Demon General and summoning the Tongue Extracting King Kong. He didn't even release the Bone Pet, nor did he release the Pseudo Forbidden Curse or the Forbidden Curse. He even lent out the Demon Suppressing Orb, the two Demon Suppressing Orb, and the Demon Breaking Orb.
He had to log off and rest for a few hours every day, because he knew that the most dangerous time was at the back, and he needed to conserve his energy. Another ten days passed, and the players arrived at the Demon Mountain region.
After entering the range of the Devil Qi, the players immediately felt restricted and uneasy. Damage values floated up above their heads. Players with higher strength did not care. Players with levels lower than 65 had to take their potions when they entered. If not, the Demonic Energy would be enough to kill them without the Devil Soldier's attack. As for those who were lower than level 50, they could only stay outside. If they went in, they wouldn't even be able to take their potions.
Within the range of the devilish energy, there were no more Level 8 Devil Soldiers. The lowest grade was a level 9 Devil Soldier. Level 10 Devil Soldier was the main force. The three armies met outside the devilish energy. After a short period of reorganization, they charged into the devilish energy.
After the three armies continuously replenished and increased their numbers, their numbers reached two million each. In total, it was six million. This did not include those who participated on their own accord. If the players behind them were to be added, the number exceeded twenty million.
6 million was not all elites. The composition was complicated and the levels were not uniform. Some of them came through connections, while some were management levels. Some were from the logistics department, and some were Deputy Sect Leader's girlfriends. There were people who came to watch the show. Anyway, there were all kinds of people. Such a person was obviously not suitable to enter the Black Fog. Otherwise, he would be courting death.
The three armies each simplified their personnel. In the end, half of them were eliminated, leaving behind a million.
The three armies did not agree with each other. If they gathered together, it would not be good for them to act. Zhao Tianya could not resolve such a conflict, so he continued to split the troops into three.
Dongfang Qingyu returned to the city at this time. It had been a month since he had last refined his body. He could now proceed to the second stage of body refinement. The Black Fog's area was very wide, and the Devil Generals and Devil Spirits were within the range of the devilish energy. Their strength would be stronger than outside, and it wouldn't be easy for the three armies to slaughter their way into the depths of the Devil Mountain. He reckoned that before he could reach the devil barrier, his body refinement had already finished and he had returned.
Situ Qingcheng had already arranged the materials and personnel for the body refinement. After he returned, he did not need to prepare and directly refined his body.
The tenth body refinement increased his attributes by 512. The second stage of body refinement was 1.5 times harder than the first stage, regardless of time. The temperature of the flames and the low temperature were 1.5 times higher. Dongfang Qingyu was glad that he had consumed a lot of heavenly materials this month, and his physical fitness had improved a lot. Otherwise, he would have to rely on the first stage of body refinement to withstand it. He would have suffered a lot.
Even now, he had suffered a lot.
His 11th body refinement increased his attributes by 1024.
The twelfth body refinement increased his attributes by 2048.
The 13th body refinement increased the stats by 4096.
The fourteenth body refinement increased his attributes by 8192.
Fifteenth body refinement, attributes increased by 16384.
Then it stopped. The second stage could only be body refinement six times. The next cultivation would take a month. The benefits brought by the increase in attributes were not only the increase in HP and Magic, but also in all aspects.
Dongfang Qingyu clearly felt that his understanding of magic had improved a step further. There were some things that he could not see through. Now, he understood it clearly in front of his chest. It was like a pair of glasses suddenly appeared in his myopic eyes, and the world became clear. A faint sense of joy lingered in his heart.
Only after he walked out of the room did he know that it had already been a month. Six body tempering sessions had taken longer than the previous nine. Suddenly, his expression changed, and he opened the message. Instantly, information flooded in like a tide.
Manshazhu, Landing, Zhao Tianya, Han Shasha... All of them were requests for help. The most recent message was twelve seconds ago. There were only five words and two additional symbols.
"Are you coming out of seclusion? Come quickly!" Situ Qingcheng.
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