Devouring Myriad Ghosts System

If the ghost corpses are wolves, then the horse-faced men are the lions in the wilderness.

But the horse-faced man is not the king of this land.

The Minotaur is, at least as far as the villagers of Wusha village have been involved, the strongest king.

The horse-faced man is a lion, and the Minotaur is a tyrannosaurus rex. They are terrifying existences that make all the villages terrified.

The village defense settings of all the villages in the Great Southern Wilderness can almost resist most of the ghost beasts and ghosts here.

The only thing that can't be dealt with is the Minotaur.

This kind of dark beast with a height of seven meters and infinite strength evolved from the giant demon clan of the black Jupiter, the bull demon clan.

Fortunately, there are not many of them, otherwise the Great Southern Wilderness would have been trampled to the ground long ago.

But usually the Minotaur will not take the initiative to attack the village, because the village is also a great threat to them.

Human villages are also at the top of the food chain in the Great Southern Wilderness, and a single village is enough to compete with the Minotaur.

Of course, the result in most cases is a lose-lose situation.

Minotaurs are not only powerful, but also have a certain sense of dead souls, which gives them the ability to perceive danger.

The Minotaur will not take the initiative to attack a village above a medium size unless it is absolutely necessary.

Unless it finds that the village has declined and can be easily crushed, it will attack.

The Minotaur's food is usually those desolate beasts that are hidden in the ground and have not been completely soaked in death, or the human team that goes out to hunt.

Although the Minotaur is huge, they are very good at using cover color, so when they are lying on their stomachs, they can't be found at all, and they will only think that they are mounds that can be seen everywhere in the wasteland.

Fu Teng's frantic act of lighting the Youhun Incense caused the villagers of Wusha Village to panic instantly.

The deep roar from a distance hit the depths of every villager's heart, as if it wanted to shatter their hearts.

Under the light of the giant torches on the dead wood wall, Fu Teng's entire face was distorted, and he murmured frantically, "Die, all die, hehe, I can't live, and neither can you."

Fu Teng seemed to have gone mad, but he didn't just catch him without a fight, but jumped up suddenly, onto the giant torch stuck on the dead wood wall.

Fu Teng was not afraid of death, he knew that he would die when he got to this field, but before he died, he wanted to see Aninu die first, and watch Wusha village being trampled to the ground.

"Fu Teng, you lunatic, don't you even let your family members go?"

Aninu snapped in disbelief.

"Family? Hahaha, Aninu, don't you know if I have family? As far as I can remember, members of the Fu family have died one by one. How much did the Fu family contribute to Wusha Village? What happened? Half of the war Dead, half of them were exiled, my father was torn in half by horse-faced men in order to save a child, no one remembers this credit, our Fu family is worthy of Wusha village, but when my uncle ran for the village head, he just moved a little bit I was exiled for a small trick, Aninu, you despicable villain, I must watch you die today." Fu Teng's eyes were bloodshot.

"Fu Teng, your father is a hero. Wusha Village will always remember that his tablet will always be placed at the highest position in the village's ancestral hall. It is no problem for your uncle to run for the village head, but for the sake of merit, he colluded with Sanduo Village and promised to make the village head Five girls were dedicated to the warriors of Sanduo Village. Don’t you know that every village girl is the most precious treasure? He also deliberately put more than ten ghost corpses in, almost causing irreparable damage. According to the village rules, he only Can be exiled." Aninu glared at Fu Teng, and now he regrets that he did not sentence Fu Teng to death, otherwise this situation would not have happened.

"Hmph, it's as if you, Aninu, are useless, stop talking nonsense, and wait to die." Fu Teng snorted coldly.

Moo!

Another deep cry came.

This time it was significantly closer.

Under the dead wood city wall, hundreds of ghost corpses had gathered at this time, and more ghost corpses were rushing towards Wusha Village in the dark.

Three horse-faced men have appeared,

They are not rushing to the dead wood wall like ghosts, but standing in the fringe area illuminated by the fire and waiting for the opportunity.

A gray-white image floated out of the darkness, resembling a wolf.

Li Daochong recognized at a glance that it was a ghost, a wolf ghost.

Soon dozens of wolf ghosts gathered at the edge of the aperture.

The appearance of this kind of ghost reminded Li Daochong of the difficult years when he just woke up.

But when I think about it carefully, my situation doesn't seem to be really better, and it has always been very difficult.

Even if there is no optimism right now, these ghosts and beasts appearing at present, even if Li Daochong is poisoned and weak, and his aura is weak, they are not threatening, but he knows that it is impossible to only have such ghosts in this forgotten mysterious dead land .

Intuition tells Li Daochong that there are definitely existences here that he cannot deal with in his current state.

But everything here is very strange. It stands to reason that this is the realm of the underworld, but after more than three thousand years, this place has never been disturbed and exists independently.

The people here not only don't know what the human realm of the spirit world is, but they also don't know what the realm of the underworld is.

More than three thousand years have passed, and the past history has been completely swallowed by time.

People here just think that the world is born this way, and this is all.

The smell of ghost incense is like a drug to ghost beasts and ghosts, as long as they smell a little bit, they will instantly enter a state of frantic hunger.

In just a few minutes, Wusha Village was surrounded by a huge group of ghosts and ghosts.

There are three floors inside and three floors outside. If it weren't for the limited range of firelight projection, the villagers standing on the dead wood wall would have been paralyzed by fright.

The darkness couldn't resist Li Daochong's sight, a faint blue light flickered in his eyes, and he had a panoramic view of everything.

Even the horse-faced men gathered dozens of them in a very short period of time.

Without the appearance of the Minotaur, Wusha Village can be submerged with such a huge group.

The total population of Wusha Village is only 158 people, and among them, the old, weak, sick and disabled have to be dug out, and there are 110 middle-aged people left.

In the land of the wilderness, it is difficult for the old, weak, sick and disabled to survive, so there are not many old people in each village.

The average life expectancy of the people here is no more than fifty-five years old, but the reason for the short life span is not that they are weak. Almost ninety-five percent of the people die unnaturally.

In fact, the human race in the Great Desolation has a super fertility. An adult woman can give birth to one or two babies every year, and the pregnancy cycle is shorter than that of the human race in the spirit world, which only takes six months.

But even so, the population of the entire Great Wilderness is still slowly and orderly decreasing.

For Li Daochong, everything here is magical and mysterious.

Aninu quickly issued a red alert, and the entire village entered a state of first-level defense.

All the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled took refuge in the underground passages, and all the young and middle-aged, regardless of gender, took up arms and faced the battle.

The fifteen blasting stone projection vehicles in the village are also ready to go, and all the more than 300 blasting stones stored in the village have been taken out.

There are about tens of thousands of villages like Wusha Village in the Great Southern Wilderness, and they are loosely scattered everywhere, ranging from large to small.

Wusha Village is a relatively weak medium-sized village, with a population between 150 and 250 being a medium-sized village, and a population of more than 250 being a large-scale village.

Li Daochong had seen a map, which was the only one in Wusha Village. It marked the area with a radius of 600 kilometers of Wusha Village. There were more than 100 villages in such a large area.

And the known range of Wusha Village is only so big, beyond this range, there is nothing, and nothing is known.

Li Daochong wondered why these villages were not united, which would greatly increase the safety factor.

But soon Li Daochong realized that in this barren land, it is almost impossible to unite.

Because the more people gathered together, the more food is consumed.

Apart from hunting, there is no second way to obtain food here.

Not only that, the tribal consciousness of the local people is too stubborn to be shaken at all.

Although they will help each other and resist the tide of ghost corpses together, it is only temporary. Once it is over, they will go their own way and be wary of each other.

Sometimes there will be wars between villages, mainly to compete for limited resources, or the number of girls in the village is too small, and the population is in crisis.

Moo!

When the third deep cry came, the ground trembled slightly.

This moo also brought back Li Daochong's thoughts. On the wasteland hundreds of meters away, a huge object was moving towards Wusha Village at a constant speed.

Naturally, the villagers still couldn't see it. Li Daochong's vision was not obstructed by the darkness, and the appearance of the Minotaur clearly came into view.

This is almost exactly the same as the bull's head he killed on Chiyang Star back then.

Li Daochong touched his chin, and there was a flash of interest in his eyes. The level of the bull's head has reached the level of ghosts and beasts, and the aura that kills the transformation is still quite impressive.

The hordes of ghost corpses and ghosts that keep crowding over have never launched an attack on Wusha Village, as if they were waiting for something.

But now they looked more and more restless, accompanied by a fourth moo.

The group of ghost corpses suddenly ran away, babbling horribly, rushing towards the dead wood wall, scrambling to climb up.

The group of ghosts is much more convenient. With one drift, they will fly up to the dead wood wall ten meters high and attack the villagers above.

To deal with ghosts, the warriors in Wusha Village used a kind of silver powder. Once the ghosts were contaminated by silver powder, the soul body would become unstable immediately and then disappear.

With a hiss, the horse-faced men rushed towards Wusha Village from all directions. They jumped several meters at random, but the ten-meter dead wood wall was still a bit high for them.

However, the ghost corpses that rushed up in advance became the stepping stones for the horse-faced man. With the help of the ladder made of ghost corpses, the horse-faced man had the possibility to jump directly onto the dead wood wall.

Despair appeared on the faces of everyone in Wusha Village.

"Father, are we going to die?" Ayouduo's pretty face was pale and bloodless, and her mind was blank at the moment.

Aninu didn't say a word, his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, a horse-faced man jumped up and landed in front of him, he didn't react at all, facing such a huge number of ghost corpses, horse-faced men and ghosts , Aninu's will to fight has been destroyed.

Just like a rabbit meeting a pride of lions, this is not a problem of no chance of winning, but a problem of simply being crushed into scum, and nothing will be left in the end.

"Village chief, it's dangerous." A young villager yelled.

"Hahaha, Aninu, I said that I want to watch you die, I want you to die before me..." Fu Teng's maniacal laughter came suddenly, and everyone almost forgot about him.

Unexpectedly, Fu Teng sitting on the giant torch is still alive. At this time, three ghost corpses are lying on him and gnawing on him, one is gnawing on his thigh, one is gnawing on his shoulder, and the other is gnawing on his body. It just lay on his stomach, and even the intestines were bitten out in one bite.

However, Fu Teng at this time is happy, he is dead, but Aninu will die in front of him.

The horse-faced man landed less than two meters in front of Aninu. As long as the bone stick in his hand hit it, Aninu's head would be smashed to pieces immediately.

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