hunter rule

Chapter 271 The Dust of the Times and the Lonely Traveler (2)

God descended thousands of miles away from the earth.

This is a place close to the border of the ancient Hellai Empire.

Ancient Xilai has a vast territory and has been strong for almost an era, but there are places where the light of the devil cannot shine.

"This place is different from the interior of Guxila. It is quite poor."

Zhao Guangli was walking among the crowd, but the people around him seemed to have not seen him at all and turned a blind eye to him.

The demon culture here is also exposed in a lot less places. I only occasionally see demon sacrificial supplies sold in the corner shops, but they are also extremely low-level, the kind that even Zhao Guangli would not look at.

Walk through hidden streets.

There were several naked bodies in the ditch, probably dead a few days ago.

There were children begging in the streets and alleys a few meters away, not paying any attention to the corpses.

Following this trend, Zhao Guangli felt that in some time the corpse would become a paradise for maggots.

"It's completely different from the land where the gods descended. It's even a little different from the original city of Demon God Xiti. This kind of environment is the norm in the chaotic era at the junction of all nations."

Zhao Guangli walked past calmly.

There are millions of people in Nairobi City.

But these millions of people are not all ancient Hilai people, but also the surrounding forces from all over the world.

【Smuggling】.

These people yearn for the life in [Guhilai], one of the three most powerful countries in the world.

After painstakingly crossing the border where the Demon Army was stationed, we arrived at a place like this.

The central area is simply impossible for ordinary people like them to enter.

However, the actual controlling power of Nairo City is no different from other cities.

In Zhao Guangli's perception, the law enforcers here are even more powerful.

"Because this place is connected to [all nations], the teachings that can use smuggling to obtain resources only need to have connections in the border demon army. Monopoly is the easiest way to make a lot of money in the world."

Thanks to the large amount of resources, the ancient Xilai managers in charge of Nairo City are no less competitive than the powerful people in the interior.

"There are too many ordinary cities on the land of Gu Xilai. The city lords in one city are basically ordinary high-level ones. There are second-stage high-level cities and they are considered very strong. The city lords here have actually reached the level of false gods.

My mouth is really full of oil after eating.”

Zhao Guangli crossed the crowd gently.

His body twisted and alienated on the twisting road.

Not enough to eat.

Ragged clothing.

These people cannot even maintain their own lives.

Zhao Guangli walked through the crowd.

The same goes for the borders and the emperor here.

It should be said to be more obvious.

The areas where the rich and powerful live and the areas where the poor live are divided into two worlds.

It should be said that there are two worlds here.

In the layer upon layer of slums, excrement can be seen everywhere, as well as devil totems painted with inexplicable paint on the walls.

When Zhao Guangli passed by, he could sense a very weak power of sacrifice.

But really only a little bit.

"The people here are simply unable to provide sacrifices to the devil."

Zhao Guangli is actually very familiar with this scene.

In the scene of sacrifice, he had really seen it before.

The people of Guhilai in the war-torn area prayed to themselves with their last bits of food.

I hope the devil can bless them to survive.

According to the principle of equal exchange, Zhao Guangli did not respond to the other party's prayer.

Because there are too many such prayers.

How many billions of people are there in Guhilai?

How many prayers do you have every day?

Not to mention that the demon army's expansion has brought horrific trauma to ordinary people.

"How pitiful."

Zhao Guangli said calmly.

"Without the resources of the demon priests, extraordinary resources are not available, and most of the rituals that have been proven to be safe are in the hands of the upper-class nobles of Ancient Xilai. As a result, the weak must take risks and perform dangerous rituals even if they have resources."

Zhao Guangli's spiritual vision flickered.

A huge number of anomalies are hidden throughout the huge slums of Nairo City.

It is precisely for this reason that the slums lost control due to the failure of the ritual and turned into countless abnormalities.

But Zhao Guangli knew that the upper echelons of the city were happy to see it.

Because of these out-of-control and alienated anomalies, they can be used as sacrifices to the devil!

"This is no different from blood essence."

Zhao Guangli's figure was empty.

He walked calmly among the slums.

Passing by poor women and children.

Walk past the scrawny man smoking a psychedelic leaf.

Walk past scantily clad but barren women.

"The strong become stronger, the weak are always weak."

Zhao Guangli glanced at the street.

There is a strong smell in the air.

Above the entire city is indeed a demon zeppelin, hanging high in the sky.

Want to take action against the city's powerful people?

Zhao Guangli shook his head.

There are hundreds of thousands of cities throughout ancient Xilai.

There are absolutely countless cities with this situation.

The strong are the people.

Weak people are not human!

Compared to the Sky Drive Alliance, there is no difference here.

"I have been in the center of the demon god, but this is the first time I have seen such a scene."

Zhao Guangli shook his head.

There were several people wearing shabby clothes vomiting next to the ditch.

They looked miserable and pale.

"I have lung disease..."

Zhao Guangli could tell it at just one glance.

I'm afraid these people don't have many years left to live.

It should be the workers who perform mechanical processing in the Demon God's Factory. The environment is much worse than that of the Kingdom's factories.

At least the kingdom will be equipped with some professional protective clothing and other equipment.

Here... there is none.

Because before the historical fault, there were so many people!

People are cheap labor. To the owners of the machinery factory, these people's lives are not as valuable as protective equipment.

"Brother..."

There was a dry sound in the air.

"Brother..."

Zhao Guangli's expression changed.

kindness?

Beside him, a sickly middle-aged man was holding several tattered-looking dolls towards him, with a bright smile on his face.

"Can you see me?"

Zhao Guangli turned around calmly and looked at the man in front of him.

At this moment, I should be invisible to ordinary people.

These people cannot see themselves.

The spiritual vision swept over.

There is no doubt that this man is an ordinary person, with a fragile body, and his life span will not exceed a hundred years... If it is this kind of environment, living to forty or fifty years old is already considered a long life.

"Hey, little brother, what are you talking about? My eyes are still pretty good. Only those who go to chemical plants have bad eyes."

The middle-aged man grinned and laughed: "Buy a doll."

"Very good, very good."

Zhao Guangli looked to the side out of the corner of his eye.

The few men who were vomiting raised their heads and looked at each other.

"Who is Old Yu talking to?"

"There's no one there."

"Don't worry about him. Ever since his wife and son died, he's been going crazy. He's been carrying his son's old tattered dolls all day long. They were of that style and no one would pick them up even if they were thrown in the trash!"

Zhao Guangli listened to these words and examined the man in front of him.

Standard ancient Hilai appearance.

According to the information transmitted by his bloodline, this man was only in his thirties, but in reality he looked extremely old, as if he had gone through many helpless experiences in life.

"It's a special ability, being able to see objects that cannot be seen directly... This is not a good thing for him."

Zhao Guangli looked at the man in front of him.

After seeing himself, according to the normal plot, this man will be alienated, and then fester and become abnormal. This is the disadvantage of this man's [Yin Yang Eyes].

"Doll...how much is this thing worth?"

Zhao Guangli felt that this man's eyes were very bright.

In this slum, there are very few people with such eyes.

Several of the dolls in his hands were extremely tattered, and even after they had been patched, it was obvious that they were in tatters.

No one will pay for this crap.

"I don't know, just give it to me... This is my son's, he is very sensible."

The man suddenly stopped smiling and spoke seriously to Zhao Guangli.

"The environment has been bad these past few years, but he has been very good. He took out the dolls and asked me to sell them for money."

Son?

Zhao Guangli heard what the previous workers said.

His eyes moved.

Through the blood of this man.

there is none left.

Dead...lawless people who died in the slums.

On his way out, he was trampled to death.

Including the man's wife.

However, this man is not crazy, he is just unwilling to accept this fact. This happened a few years ago, probably around the time when the demon appeared.

Doomsday theories have become so widespread that since then, society has become more turbulent than before.

Zhao Guangli smiled and shook his head when he thought about this moment.

The man was stunned for a moment, then looked Zhao Guangli up and down.

"Brother, you look quite handsome when you smile. My son is almost the same as you..."

Zhao Guangli did not speak.

Ordinary people are like ants in this world.

Gu Yi

As a pseudo-god-level transcendent, Zhao Guangli can live to be over four hundred years old.

He shook his head and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute, little brother, I gave this to you."

"This is a doll from my son's favorite play [The Demon Fighter], given to you."

The man wiped his hands and handed one of the dolls over.

Zhao Guangli was stunned.

Look at the doll in front of you.

Shabby, but not dirty.

Should be well protected by its owner.

This kind of thing is of no use.

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

The man was very enthusiastic and pushed him directly into Zhao Guangli's arms.

Zhao Guangli didn't know what he was thinking, so he just took it.

"I gave it to you, but I don't know...your name."

The man smiled.

"Zhao Guangli."

After a moment of silence, Zhao Guangli spoke.

He held the doll in his hand and nodded: "Thank you very much."

"Hehe, I sing very nicely, do you want to hear it?"

The man seemed to have a lot to say as he rambled on.

"No."

Zhao Guangli did not use extraordinary power to control the man, but moved his fingers to remove the pollution from the man's body.

This can be regarded as the item you offered as a sacrifice to me.

Zhao Guangli thought calmly.

Holding the doll in his hand, he stopped looking at the man living in fantasy and turned to leave.

From behind, a man's singing voice could be heard faintly.

That song was some kind of farewell song from Gu Xilai. Zhao Guangli could often hear it, but this time, it was probably the most unpleasant one Zhao Guangli had ever heard.

Passing an alleyway, Zhao Guangli lowered his head and looked at the devil doll in his hand, and nodded casually.

The worn-out doll turned into powder and disappeared.

…

Everything will become accustomed to it.

Once you get used to it, you will become indifferent.

This is what happened before the historical break.

Zhao Guangli stayed in Nairo City for a total of two years.

The people in the slums changed one after another.

The senior officials of Guxila in the aristocratic district looked at the world from a high position.

Zhao Guangli didn't do anything, just observed.

[deification] ritual.

It is originally a path from human, to non-human, and then to deity to order.

In the past two years, Zhao Guangli received news that the Demon Empire was confronting the Machine Dynasty on the front line.

The war between demon technology and human technology has temporarily ended with the victory of demon technology.

Demonic armored machines such as the legendary [Demon Colony Giant] advanced on the frontal battlefield, suppressing the mechanical dynasty's military zone for thousands of miles.

A super scientist was also killed.

But there is also good news.

The genius assassin from the "Blood Clan", Mori Langdon, who holds the Claw of the Dark Walker, successfully killed the "Root" Nonolando who was seriously injured by the fusion attack of the Machinery Dynasty, and became famous in one battle!

Morrie Langdon is already super, but as an assassin, his record is not impressive.

In the past, their family became famous because of their excellence in one discipline.

This time, killing the berserk demon Nonolando really shocked the blood empire's reputation.

It's just that... several of the top berserk demons from the Demon Empire have appeared on the front line again.

Even worse than Nonolando.

What's even more terrifying is...the birth of [Blood Moon].

The place where the demons advance is covered by the blood moon.

Humanity is no longer able to survive, and there are even vaguely terrifying existences called "ancient gods".

The war situation is chaotic.

A small country has been completely destroyed in this catastrophe.

And among all the nations, the smallest country has hundreds of millions of people!

Humanity's internal publicity is all positive news and inspiring.

But there is no airtight wall.

Kaiya secretly supported a strong man and established the [Doomsday Order].

The doctrine of the Doomsday Cult flows into the people along with the battle reports from the frontal battlefield.

The end is fermenting.

As time goes on, this theory will continue to grow.

…

Lin China.

Close to giants like Gu Xilai, Lin China doesn't seem to be developing so well.

There are a lot of woods here, and there are towering trees hundreds of meters high everywhere.

The building is a Western-style building. Perhaps because it was night, there was a vague shadow of a weird bonfire.

Zhao Guangli's body was illusive and he was walking on the road.

"An extremely feudal country..."

"Such a small country even blocks extraordinary powers. Only those approved by the royal family can use extraordinary powers."

"The royal family and warlords here are supreme, and they have complete control over the life and death of the people."

"If you use extraordinary power without royal approval, it will be regarded as the birth of a devil."

Zhao Guangli stared at the vague torches and the dense forests and giant cities ahead.

This is the capital of Lin China.

Their royal family is located here.

"The royal family made up a [Devil Sect]. In such a huge country, all dissidents are monsters possessed by demons... This is what they have learned in school since childhood, and their worldview has been established in this way since childhood."

At this moment, some kind of activity is being held here.

[Burning at the stake].

"monster!"

"Witch!"

"Burn her to death!"

"Witch!"

"demon!"

"Kill her!"

Crazy voices came from all directions.

Weird, chaotic, and entangled like a whirlpool.

Hundreds of thousands of people are here.

Watching an execution.

A pale, skinny girl was tied to the devil's cross.

About twelve years old, her hair fell like vines, and her eyes were...

Despair and deathly silence.

What a hollow look in his eyes.

"This girl!"

"It's the container where the devil was born!"

"Her body is full of ugly and dirty blood!"

The person above seems to be a preacher sent by the royal family.

There were well-dressed guards around, pointing their spear blades at the kneeling girl.

"Her parents exterminated their relatives out of righteousness and prosecuted her. The great royal family in the forest will not let the past go and will... praise!!!"

"There are more and more minions of the devil. These...are all darkness! They are hell!"

I...not...am...

The girl's weak voice.

Incomprehensible.

It seems that no one can hear this sound.

Green leaves and vines grew out of his body, but they were immediately cut off by the guard next to him.

This situation has been going on for a long time.

By now, she seemed to have no strength to even moan.

It hurts so much...

Who will save me...

Her eyes reflected her [parents].

Those sick faces.