C1945 Earth Devil Palace
C1945 Earth Devil Palace
The food that Toad Princess personally made was full of energy. He ate a little bit. Seven-second Memory's physical strength was full. She was secretly amazed. Her thoughts shifted to this world. It was obviously different from the human race world. Her style was dim. It was like the gray-white color in the camera function. Every blade of grass and tree gave off a fierce feeling, like a blade or sword. It gave off a fierce aura.
"No wonder the people of Devil Clan Camp are so fierce. People who live in this kind of environment can't help but have violent tempers!" Dongfang Qingyu took a deep breath. It was dry and hot, with a faint smell of blood.
In Devil Clan Camp, every inch of the ground was stained with blood.
"The Devil Clan Camp has not opened yet. We are too obvious." Seven-second Memory looked at the red name on top of her head. The human camp had been opened. The names of the people from the other camps wouldn't be marked red. The Devil Clan Camp wasn't open to the public. The two of them from the human camp had appeared in the Devil Clan. Their names were marked red, and they couldn't be hidden.
Anyone could see them.
"Take this!" Dongfang Qingyu was prepared. He handed Seven-second Memory a mask. This was also a strategy given by the mountain movers. The mountain movers moved around the dark areas. These things were very clear.
Seven-second Memory put on the mask and turned into a young woman with freckles on her face. She was not ugly, but she was not beautiful either. She could only be said to be ordinary. However, the mask could only change one's appearance and body. Just by looking at the figure, Seven-second Memory was still very attractive. Dongfang Qingyu turned into an ugly middle-aged man with a sallow face. He had a hawk nose and deep eyes. Although he was ugly, he had a strange fierce charm. His eyes were as sharp as knives, and they were filled with the masculine aura of a man.
Dongfang Qingyu simply removed the black cloak and magic robe. If he didn't take out the Magic Wand, with his robust body, no one would have thought that it was a Mage.
"Even acquaintances can't recognize you." Seven-second Memory suddenly felt a little shy. The two of them looked somewhat like husband and wife.
The main function of the mask was not to change one's appearance, but to hide one's faction identity. After the mask was worn, the red name disappeared, and it became exactly the same as the Devil Clan Camp players.
"Let's go and meet the Devil Clan Camp players." Dongfang Qingyu's lips curled up, and a cold smile appeared on his face.
...
"Stop right there, the two of you!" A dozen or so black-clothed players appeared from behind the big tree. They stood in a ring-shaped position and looked at Dongfang Qingyu and Seven-second Memory with malicious intentions. The weapons in their hands or on the tree trunk knocked on them, making a frightening sound.
"What do you want to do?" Dongfang Qingyu stepped forward, his eyes calm, without a trace of fear.
"What are you all trying to do? You are asking such a f * cking stupid question!" The red armored player laughed and stopped smiling. He glared at Dongfang Qingyu and said, "Robbery! Do you understand? Hand over all the valuable things on you. Otherwise, you will see! "
"I feel sorry for you!" Dongfang Qingyu shook his head and said softly. "Do it!"
Swoosh!
Whoosh -
Whoosh -
...
Rays of light flashed past Dongfang Qingyu's body, accurately hitting the forehead or heart of every player in black. Miserable screams. The string of arrows connected into a line, and when the bowstring was only left with a lingering sound, there were no longer any men in black standing on the stage.
All of them had turned into corpses on the ground.
"They should have killed quite a number of people. The Battle Achievement Value is quite tall." Seven-second Memory's calm face revealed a trace of joy. Killing people was not what she wanted, but having the Battle Achievement Value was different.
Players from different factions killing each other would have the Battle Achievement Value.
"I think I should change to another skill." Dongfang Qingyu felt that he couldn't reveal his identity so easily, or else it would be very troublesome. After all, the Sun Moon Divine Sect hated him to the bone. If they knew it was him... Then, it wouldn't be easy to find the Devil Calming Bead. There were also many players in Devil Clan Camp who didn't like him. He was a well-known expert of the human race. By killing him, he would instantly gain a great reputation.
No matter what, it was best for him not to expose his identity.
While Seven-second Memory was cleaning up the battlefield, he still had 20 skill points, 1 point of consumption, and 19 points. It was still enough. The [Scissors King Kong Summon] turned into [Ironwood King Kong Summon].
[Ironwood King Kong Summon]: Level 112 Distinguished Skill, Proficiency 0. 0%. Every time he summons 40 [Scissors King Kong], he summons 2000 [Scissors King Kong]. Height 8.8 meters. Attack Skills: [Blade Spinning] (Slice the target into 108,000 pieces, tortured to death) Additional Attribute: Combine (200 Steel Tree Demonic Gods formed from 200 Steel Tree Demonic Steel Trees, lasts for 20 minutes. Can form up to 2 Steel Tree Godfiends at most. The number of Sago Palm Titans decreased.
Sago Palm was obviously stronger than Scissors Diamond. Not only did it increase its defense, but it also increased its attack power. It was also a long-range attack. Its sharp blade could reach a distance of 100 meters at most. It was quite cool.
The two didn't go far before they met another group of people.
"Stop!" There were more than 30 of them, but before they could finish their words, Dongfang Qingyu had already summoned 40 Sago Palm.
"Blade Spinning!"
A machete as thin as a full moon pierced through the air. Its speed was extremely fast. From afar, it looked like an arc of light, circling around the players' bodies. One on one, like a Curse Of Tarsal Bone, would only stop when the target was cut to death.
"What the hell is this!?"
"Damn it, this thing can't be dodged!"
"We have to hit it down, or else we won't be able to stop it!"
...
The enemies had no time to respond to Dongfang Qingyu and Seven-second Memory in an instant. They were all flustered by the profit margin and kept screaming. Seven-second Memory stared at them for a few seconds before she drew her bow and nocked an arrow.
Swoosh!
When the sound of the arrow piercing through the air entered her ears, a miserable cry rang out and one of the enemies fell down.
Whoosh -
Another enemy had fallen. He had been shot in the forehead by an arrow. He had been killed by an arrow.
Whoosh -
...
Seven-second Memory's arrow was like the sickle of a death god. Whoever it aimed at would die. In less than ten seconds, more than 30 Devil Clan players had turned into corpses and dropped over 20 pieces of equipment.
"Death Grip!"
The black shadow hand grabbed at the air, but when it closed, a player in black clothes appeared. His eyes were filled with shock and despair.
"Assassin!" Seven-second Memory's expression changed slightly. She knew she had been careless.
The assassin screamed and the HP instantly disappeared. The dagger that he carried with him, the Dark Gold Ware, burst out.
"It seems like the people of the Devil Clan Camp are only interested in robbing." Dongfang Qingyu smiled as he swept the battlefield. He discovered that the people of Devil Clan Camp weren't very rich. The items that dropped were mostly Gold Ware, Platinum Ware, and Dark Gold Ware, but he didn't see a single spirit weapon. The money was mainly made up of copper coin and silver coins. He had only picked up six gold coins. The medicinal liquid wasn't much either; it was red and red, and there weren't even any super Red Drug. There was even less of a need to talk about spirit medicines. The ingredients were not the same. They were mainly used to refine the Red Drug, the Cloud Ridge Seed.
"The Devil Clan Camp's living occupation should be relatively poor." Seven-second Memory judged that Yun Lingzi could only refine Big Red, and could not even refine a super Red Drug.
The two of them continued forward and encountered a few more groups of robbers. They were all easily killed by the two of them. Among them, two of the robbers were collector. How dare he learn how to rob? He couldn't even defeat a single Sago Palm! No one knew where they got their courage from.
"Demon Region warbeast?" Seven-second Memory suddenly looked towards the northeast direction.
"1, 2, 3... 21! Huo, is this the nest of the Demon Region's warbeasts? "Dongfang Qingyu was surprised and happy. He had just felt that there were no powerful corpses. This time, he had delivered himself to her door.
The demon beasts were huge in size and had immense strength. They were most suitable for charging and breaking through enemy lines. They were specially prepared to be used on the battlefield. He had a feeling that his identity would be exposed sooner or later, and he would have to fight with the Devil Clan's players on a large scale.
Only after the two of them eliminated all the 21 demon beasts and walked out of the valley did they realize that they were in trouble. There was a sign at the entrance of the valley. It said, The back mountain of the Voldemort Palace prohibits robbery!
"So robbery is the tradition of the Devil Clan Camp!" Seven-second Memory said.
"Voldemort Palace, the third major power of the Devil Clan Camp. We need to change the direction of the robbery." Dongfang Qingyu didn't want to face a major power right away. The little noble who moved mountains wasn't good at fighting, nor was he good at fighting. He didn't know the strength of the major powers in the Devil Clan Camp.
The terrain on both sides of the valley was dangerous, making it impossible to walk. However, this wasn't a problem for Dongfang Qingyu. He had the dragon wings. The dragon wings allowed him to bring a person with him, but the Wings of the Demon couldn't bring anyone with him in the past.
Bringing Seven-second Memory along, they easily left the back mountain and changed direction to enter the territory of Voldemort Palace. The Voldemort Palace was actually an underground castle, living, and trading as one. All the daily activities were carried out underground.
Dongfang Qingyu and Seven-second Memory slowly lined up and entered. As they lined up, they finally understood why so many people had entered the underground city. The environment of the Devil Clan was harsh. Every now and then, a beast tide would appear. Only the underground was safe, and the other places were dangerous. Therefore, the living quarters of the Devil Clan were all underground.
The entrance fee for entering the Voldemort Palace was 10 silver coins. The entrance fee was one-time use and could not be used again. In other words, if he had just entered, he would need to go out for some business. If he entered again, he would still need to buy tickets, and there was no exception.
The rules of the Voldemort Palace were so overbearing. However, the players here were already used to it.
"It's much warmer underground!" This was the first feeling Seven-second Memory had after entering the Voldemort Palace.
Dongfang Qingyu nodded. This was probably one of the reasons why the players did not resist the expensive tickets. There were only two seasons in the Devil Clan: the cold season and the hot season. The cold season could freeze people to death, and the hot season could sunburn people to death.
It was currently the cold season. The day was cold, and the wind was as sharp as a knife. However, it was still acceptable. What was truly scary was the night. If one stood outside without moving, he would freeze into an ice sculpture in less than ten minutes. It was very scary.
"I'm betting on stones. I'm betting on stones. I'm starting to bet on stones!" Someone shouted, and suddenly... The players nearby rushed in one direction like a tide, their faces filled with excitement. Dongfang Qingyu and Seven-second Memory looked at each other and followed.
- The content came from [Miegu Reading]