"Is this place a good thing done by the Crazy Legion?"

Once again, he smelled the smell of blood full of stench. Looking at the red land, Mo Cheng frowned.

Such a huge smell of blood could be smelled even from a distance, and the resentment and despair that was almost visible to the naked eye under the ground, Mo Cheng could guess what was going on here.

Massacre and burying alive are probably all this kind of thing.

"As a king, but he slaughtered his own people? Dom was really crazy."

There is no need to look for survivors, Mo Cheng's feeling tells him that there will be nothing but death here.

This scene made him feel uncomfortable and puzzled, "What exactly do Dom wants to do? Just destroy and massacre his own empire?"

Mo Cheng naturally won't know the answer to a long-standing secret that has never been solved until the future.

There was no breath of life around him, and Mo Cheng pressed his hand on the ground, and then the pure holy light purified all the sins and pains buried deep under the ground with the purest light and thoroughly purified them.

The corpse turned into fine sand, and the resentment and despair completely dissipated. As the corpse under the soil turned into dust and fine sand, the empty space was filled and compacted, and the ground where Mo Cheng stood suddenly became concave.

Although the scene is gloomy, those living beings who died tragically rest in peace and no one will use other methods to disturb their eternal rest.

"Trouble." Looking at the sag in front of him, Mo Cheng showed a difficult look, "How many people did the Crazy Legion kill? How many places are they planning to create?"

A place of death filled with despair and resentment is most likely to produce something special, and in such a place where it was massacred, Mo Cheng was not sure what it could produce.

Better luck, the Crazy King Dom can at most wake up the corpses and have a night trip for hundreds of corpses. If you are not lucky, it is not difficult to directly turn all the corpses into undead and cause natural disasters to be caused.

As long as the Crazy King Dom kills enough people in his territory and makes those people die miserable enough, the corpses filled with despair and resentment will have already returned to the summons.

No matter who they are summoned.

Mo Cheng has encountered such a situation before. Some dungeons have such a setting that if they cannot pass the level within a limited time, the enemy will be greatly enhanced.

He leaned down and although the traces on the ground had been artificially cleaned up, Mo Cheng could still roughly tell where the person who committed the tragedy ran to.

Instead of following the Crazy Legion to help them wipe their butts, Mo Cheng is more inclined to chase after them and ask them to give their love.

The main function of love, called [Success], is to sacrifice their lives and contribute to Mo Cheng's improvement.

As the sky gradually became night, in Mo Cheng's eyes, the traces of the group became clearer and clearer, and at the same time, their bodies were even more excited.

It seems like a long time of hunger, I can finally have a full meal today.

Mo Cheng stepped out his legs, and behind him there were even bat wings wide open, turning into a shadow in the night and disappearing without a trace.

...

A team of crazy troops with a number of fifty people was camping on the spot. Although everyone in the Crazy King's army had a strange red light in their eyes and the unimaginable fanaticism towards the Crazy King Dom, they still needed to eat and rest.

In the center of this small camp, there were tied up civilians. Most of these people were old and weak, and the combat-capable young and strong had been massacred. The main reason why these people survived was that the Crazy Legion did not regard these people as a threat.

Also, these prisoners need to sacrifice their lives in another place.

The man wearing leather armor and long swords, who was like an officer, said to the tied group: "Tell me, I know that there are still people you escaped, and even wanted to attract the team of rebels to come and snipe us."

The old man with only one-eyed eyes and one-handed eyes glared at the officer angrily. His two children, as village guards, resisted the troops of the Crazy Legion, all died tragically under the enemy's butcher knife.

The reason why the old man survived was simply because his physical incompleteness made him unable to fight more, and as the village chief, the officer believed that he must know the way to contact those rebels.

Since the various countries united to fight against the Crazy King Dom, but due to past historical problems, the joint army did not concentrate its forces together, clearly showing the chariots and horses that penetrated directly through all the defense lines of the Vahran Empire, and then forced the Crazy King Dom to death on his throne.

Those countries actually divided the areas and fought for themselves. An arrangement that even military laymen would have to curse after seeing it, but this is the proposal that neighboring countries with many historical problems is the most acceptable and the best to exert their combat effectiveness.

In addition to the armies sent by various countries, civil adventurers also formed various teams. Some chose to help the Crazy King, some chose to attack the Crazy King, and some did not intend to join any battlefield, but they thought of escorting innocent people trapped in the battlefield away.

Seeing that the old man didn't say a word, the officer didn't bother with his words. He knew that many times swords were more useful than words.

clang!

He pulled out the long sword, and slashed directly to his side without looking at it. A figure was actually chopped out in the dark shadow.

The leather-armored thief with a double-wielding dagger was found by the officer for some reason. Not only did he fail to hold the officer hostage and take people away, he even exposed himself.

In this camp, there are at least fifty enemies. If a thief faces more than fifty enemies head-on, any thief trainer will use a dagger to bleed the person who asked about this matter, making it a little more memory.

Thieves have never been a profession to face enemies head-on.

"Shadow Steps are a mess, I can hear your footsteps even thirty meters away."

The officer smiled happily, and it was worthwhile that he had been walking with these burdens for so long, betting that these rebels would not give up on the unfaithful people to the emperor.

"Catch the living, I want his brain and mouth to express his thoughts in a complete way."

A thief didn't need him to do it himself, and his subordinates were enough to capture the thief who had escaped from the shadows.

Although his subordinates surrounded the thief, they did not move.

The officer frowned unhappily and emphasized, "Catch that thief for me."

What's going on with these people? They usually do things very obediently, but I didn't expect that they are so stupid now.

After catching the thief, send this group of people to the death camp as a stand-alone.

But even though the officer strengthened his tone, his subordinates still had no idea of ​​moving. The officer who realized something immediately put the sword across the neck of a child.
Chapter completed!