Abyss Demon of the Worlds

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"Damn, it's so hot, I feel like I'm dying..."

Hours after escaping underground.

Feel the scorching heat of the two suns in the sky.

Many fugitives made such a sigh from the bottom of their hearts.

Since hundreds of years ago, their ancestors have lived underground for generations. Now they are facing two rounds of scorching sun in the sky. a feeling of.

Walking in the flying yellow sand.

Since there is no available reference to compare with the map.

Walked like this for half a day.

But it's like walking in the same place.

Look up.

In addition to the yellow sand in the sky, it seems that there is nothing else.

In their hearts, the initial joy of escaping from birth has long since disappeared.

Some are just a lot of confusion and overwhelm.

even.

Some people have begun to subconsciously miss the good days when they were slave laborers in the underground city...

Although there is no freedom and no preferential treatment, the dead body will be used as food.

But the feeling of knowing what to do every day when they open their eyes can finally let them know their goals and what to do...

Right now, this unwilling response.

It's more or less like Stockholm Syndrome.

It is the first psychological hurdle they need to face after fleeing!

Domesticated livestock for generations.

Even if he managed to escape from his pasture, he would eventually lose his innate self-survival ability.

I don't know how to find food, I don't know how to find water, I don't know how to avoid predators, I don't know how to repair wounds...

That feeling.

It was like a young child who suddenly had to face society alone.

All I can do is go with the flow and try to survive...

most of the time.

Those who escaped, even though they knew that they might face the butcher's knife when they went back, they couldn't help but miss the delicious food in the feed trough...

after all.

Even if there is danger, that feed is a true hunger after all!

Even, with the obstruction of the livestock pens, there is no need to worry about the intrusion from predators.

Then the owner who has no plans will find a way to solve the problem for himself~

so.

When many slave workers escaped from the cage with beautiful fantasies about the outside world, they were faced with such an actual situation that did not conform to psychological expectations and fantasies.

The huge gap between reality and fantasy created a psychological gap directly in their hearts!

Can't help it.

They began to complain about the mastermind of all this, the guy who took him and others out of the prison where they lived for generations...

a time.

The gazes they looked at the back of [Fredos] also became more and more unkind.

The bad tempered ones.

Occasionally.

Occasionally, he would even make a sarcastic remark.

Sounds like moaning!

And in the face of their cynicism.

[Fredos] also had the same expression, his face was like a wooden man, and he continued to drive the road calmly.

Only the sweat on his forehead and the chaotic breathing caused by the long journey proves that he is not a robot and is also tired.

Another few hours passed.

When the first slave fainted due to lack of water and extreme heat.

The other slaves could no longer hold back their grievances.

in roar.

He rushed towards [Fredos], intending to hold him down and beat him!

from their perspective.

It is the existence of the other party that will harm himself and others so miserably!

Of course, words in mind.

They also know one thing, that is, the reason why they and others fell into this field also has some of their own reasons...

but.

This does not mean that they will not secretly pretend to be stupid.

Push all mistakes to [Fredos] later.

in this way.

Undoubtedly, psychologically, it will make them a lot more comfortable.

The ugliness and beauty of human nature.

The more critical it is, the more obvious it becomes.

Therefore, at present, they are no different from savage beasts against the backdrop of emotions that symbolize the ugly nature of life.

The face is full of animalism and resentment!

to this.

With his back to them all the time, [Fredos], who didn't change his expression even when he heard their complaints, still didn't even have the thought of looking back.

Only, he waved his back to the crowd.

The transparent psychic tentacles began to spread rapidly with him as the center!

Just three or two efforts.

Just tie up those stupid guys who intend to attack him.

Then, ignoring their struggles and expressions of terror, he smashed them into the hot sand with their heads down.

Let them struggle, squirm, and scream like reptiles that fell on a hot iron plate!

"Don't forget, I warned you in advance before I acted."

"It's a road that can't be turned back."

"And at the time, you agreed."

"As of now, it's like this coward again..."

"What a waste of the power and resources I spent when I brought you out..."

with his voice.

The psychic tentacles that wrapped around several people's bodies also continued to increase their strength.

Like a giant python that has entangled its prey!

No matter how hard those people struggled, it was useless.

That huge feeling.

It was as if a giant had grasped them with his own hands!

vaguely.

They even felt that they heard the sound of their bones about to break.

The throat and lungs, like broken machines, gradually make it impossible for them to breathe life-sustaining oxygen...

The face began to turn a little blue-purple.

Eyes, like salted fish that have been exposed to the sun, are forced to bulge when they are wide open.

under this pressure.

Soon.

Some people can no longer bear the psychological pressure of facing death directly.

Tears and snot running down his face, he begged:

"We were wrong, please let us go..."

See this weak sight.

[Fredos] frowned again.

The heart is also directly exhaling bad luck.

opponent's weakness.

far beyond his expectations.

obviously.

These guys are not subordinates worth using at all.

It's really a waste, the resources that I spent when I sent them here...

subconsciously.

He just wanted to pinch those rubbish to death!

However, after glancing out of the corner of his eye, he saw the different expressions in the eyes of others around him.

After some thought, he.

It's a random throw after all.

Just like throwing garbage, throwing those guys away, there is no choice to kill them.

"I don't want this kind of boring thing to happen again!"

At the same time, he also sighed in his heart:

"Although there are a few people who can be used, the number is too small after all..."

'I need to find a gathering place and gather more available people...'

'My lord's boundless glory needs more messengers to spread...'