I Have a Trillion Merits

In the human gathering place.

The three of Suirenshi were sitting in the hall, and they didn't look very good to each other.

Recently, there are more and more demon clans near the human race. Nine times out of ten, the tribesmen they send out to hunt will encounter the demon clan.

And the Hunters suffered heavy casualties.

Although there are only some small monsters nearby, it is not something that the human race who has not yet practiced can resist.

And in addition to those monster clans, there are more people from the witch clan.

In the human race gathering place.

The three people of the Suiren family in the main hall are very busy now.

More and more people are dying.

Moreover, the holy father of the human race has already left, and no one can help the human race stop the danger outside.

The Yaozu also discovered that devouring the human race can increase their cultivation.

It began to prey on the human race on a large scale.

The worst thing is.

Those witches who originally opposed the monsters invented a witchcraft made of human flesh and blood.

It is so powerful that it can contaminate most spiritual treasures.

The human crisis is coming.

Suiren's face was ugly and he said: "If the Holy Father is still here, how could they be like this..."

Youchao's face was also not very good-looking. On the outskirts of the human race gathering place, most of the human races were looted and their houses were destroyed.

Those monster races even used the human skulls to drink.

The rest of the bones were fed to the wild beasts who hadn't yet opened their minds.

Today's human race seems to be kept in captivity in the gathering place by the two liches as food.

From time to time, those Lich clansmen plundered some human races to refine witchcraft, and devoured them to increase their mana.

And they have also seen the human souls that still exist on those witch weapons.

Twisted and terrifying, full of grievances and hatred.

Ziyi said: "Now we can only continue to shrink the territory, gather the human race together, and try to resist the people of the monster race."

"As for the Wu Clan..."

She raised her eyes and looked into the distance. In the settlement of the human race, Shennong was walking among the wounded, treating them for their physical injuries.

And in the outer part, the young and middle-aged are constantly setting up traps.

"We sent the strongest archers in the clan to guard near the trap. If any Wu clan fell into it, they would shoot them with random arrows." Ziyi said coldly.

She has seen a lot of the tragedy of the human race. Those human races who were looted by the witch clan, apart from their flesh and blood, even their souls can escape the shackles.

He could only lean over the witch weapon, howl in the torment, and fail to strengthen the witch weapon.

But those who were devoured by the monster race still had their souls running out and came to the gathering place in a daze, but most of the human race couldn't see it.

In the vicinity of the human race today, the mountains and plains are full of human souls.

Just two or three years.

The number of human races has been reduced by more than half, and the scourge of the Lich has become more and more prevalent.

If it continues like this, the human race will completely disappear in the Great Desolate Continent in less than ten years.

Just when the three of them were discussing countermeasures in the hall.

A sound of hurried footsteps came from outside, followed by a panicked male voice.

"It's not good, a witch broke into the gathering place."

The faces of the three of Suiren's changed drastically, and they saw a young man running towards him, holding a bone knife in his hand, and said in a panic, "Three leaders, a member of the Wu clan broke into the gathering place."

Suirenshi said coldly: "What about the traps outside? Didn't they work?"

The man said in horror: "Traps are useless, those witches are extremely strong physically, and the wooden stakes below can't pierce the flesh at all. It is only useful without the sharp arrows of witch archers."

Youchao's eyes lit up, and he said, "Since the sharp arrows of archers are useful, why don't you gather the archers in the clan and shoot and kill the Wu clan?"

The man said fearfully: "But...but that's only useful, all the sharp arrows can only penetrate three inches into the witch's body, and they can't enter anymore."

Three inches?

The three of Suirenshi felt their hands and feet were cold, one must know that those sharp arrows could kill wild animals.

Now the shot on Wuren's body is only three inches into the body. To Wuren, it is almost the same as scratching his itch.

The three hurried towards the outer layer to stop the strongest archers and hunters in the clan.

At the trap outside the human race, a dozen or so witches twisted off the head of a human race with ferocious expressions, brought it to their mouths and swallowed it.

Then put the human head on the waist, these are all good wine glasses.

Now every Wu tribe in the vicinity is proud of the wine glasses made of human skulls. The more wine glasses, the stronger the strength.

Just like their leader, a great witch-level existence.

I have never been to the territory of the human race, but I have tens of thousands of human race wine glasses, and there are many human race women as pets.

It's a pity that the human race is weak and often dies if they can't last a day.

Holding scimitars in their hands, these dozen or so witches were laughing wildly and slaughtering the human race, cutting off their heads and pinning them around their waists.

The three Suirenshi could see that the witch in the middle had dozens of human heads around his waist.

You know, the ones who broke into the gathering place of the human race are just some little witches, the lowest level warriors of the witch tribe, but they couldn't resist.

Suirenshi shouted, "Shoot the arrow."

Hundreds of archers behind him drew their bows at the same time, aiming at the witches who were killing the human race wantonly, let go and shot.

Hundreds of sharp arrows shot through the air densely.

Not only did it cover the dozen or so witches, but it also covered dozens of corpses of the human race who resisted the witches.

But when the sharp arrow came, none of the human warriors regretted it. Instead, they fought even more desperately with the witches and stopped defending at all.

Over the years, they have been using this life-for-life style of play to eliminate the witches who came to plunder.

"Puff puff!"

Countless sharp arrows came through the air, piercing the bodies of dozens of humans in the field.

But more sharp arrows were shot at the dozen or so witches, each of whom was basically covered with arrows.

Many of them were unable to defend anymore, and were directly shot to death by random arrows.

A few witches looked at the hundreds of archers in the distance with fierce eyes, when they saw those archers raised their bows and arrows again.

The leading sorcerer shouted, and the remaining sorcerers cut off the loot from the waists of the dead sorcerers.

Then he took the heads of hundreds of humans and fled far away.

The eyes of the three Suirenshi were full of anger, but so what, it was different, they could only watch those sorcerers take away the heads of their compatriots.

Watching the corpses of more than a dozen witches falling on the ground, and then looking at the corpses of hundreds of human races.

These human races who came to support all had ugly faces.

In the end, the human race who counted the number of people arrived, came to the three of Suiren and said, "There are thirteen corpses of witches, and our corpses... two hundred and thirty-seven."

Suirenshi and the others were heartbroken when they heard this, and waved their hands to show that they restrained the human corpses.

As for those of the Witch Clan, they would take out the bones and polish them into weapons to resist the invading Witch Clan and Monster Clan. As for the flesh and blood.

Just throwing it outside the gathering place of the human race will make those beasts who have not yet opened their minds full of food.