The Game of Demon Hunter

Xu Yichen stood guard at the only gap, watching the unjust dance of demons spreading like a tide.

Perhaps these innocent souls were the people of the Peacock Kingdom who died tragically at the border, but for hundreds of years, influenced by the resentment of the last Peacock King before his death, these souls who were innocent or kind have been completely reduced to those who were addicted to resentment. monster.

They can no longer remember what they were like back then, their names, the style of their homeland, the appearance of their lovers, or the flowers blooming on the fertile land.

All the memories are kept in the last moment of life, it was a boundless city wall, followed by monster-like pursuers, their king begged the soldiers of Tang State to open the gate, that was the only way to survive.

But they were rejected, which symbolized that the door of life had never been opened, and the fire that fell from the sky completely condensed them together.

The Peacock Kingdom no longer exists, and they are the last survivors of the Peacock Kingdom.

The city walls and gates have a different meaning to these unjust souls. When Wangxiang City was being built, the alchemist in charge of overseeing the construction added the ashes of the monks of Yingzhang Temple to it.

He also used the unique Feng Shui knowledge of the alchemists to design such a cage that can completely trap the wronged souls, but Mr. Li, the first city lord, was kept in the dark.

From the very beginning, Wangxiang City was a cage, and most of the residents here were poor people from the frontier who were relocated, criminals from all over the place, and even Master Li's family lost power in the court and were demoted here.

The meaning of Wangxiangcheng in Wangxiangcheng refers to the Wangxiang that 'Yama' bows to, not the Wangxiang in Song Dynasty. The residents in the city are just victims as Yong Ye said.

Long before the Song Empire was completely on the verge of collapse due to the surrounding pressure, the construction of Wangxiang City had already begun. For those in power, this was the most cost-effective way to deal with it.

This method has made it hard for the residents of the town. For decades, three generations, the old, the middle and the young, have been trapped in this cage full of ghosts, living a precarious life with black and white upside down.

At the same time, it also kept 'Yama' in a state of being suppressed. The boundless resentment and hunger made the power of 'Yama' drop to the lowest point.

The general responsible for suppressing it also became weaker and weaker with age. During the Tang Dynasty, the general could occasionally go home to visit while suppressing Yama.

In the era of the Song Empire, he couldn't even walk out of Yingchuang Temple. After moving to Wangxiang City, the old monk couldn't even leave 'Yama' for half a step, otherwise the seal would be cracked.

The general sat next to 'Yama', guarding it, watching it, waiting for him to die of old age, or for its resentment to dissipate first, this sitting for decades.

At this time, the city wall that had imprisoned 'Yama' for decades finally had cracks due to the explosion of the green skins, and these souls who were about to starve to madness also felt the great popularity outside the city wall!

They need fresh, unsuspecting creatures to feed off their popularity!

There are too few people in Wangxiang City. Although they are their favorite Tang people, those people have been tempered by time and are experienced survivors. It is difficult for them to have a good time!

Only the people outside are the best food, as long as they can eat to their heart's content, they can travel across the ocean and return to the cursed empire.

They want to return to each other the despair and resentment they once had.

Then, the ghost at the head saw a Tang man with black hair and black eyes standing in front of it.

It starts with you!

Wrong Soul's blurred facial features formed a ferocious expression, as if celebrating his good luck.

Xu Yichen also smiled and watched his prey come to the door very enthusiastically, the big sword in his hand was stretched out straight in front of his chest without even moving.

"Pfft!"

The remaining intelligence of the innocent soul can't understand how mortal weapons can cause harm to itself, but the companions behind him have already pushed its corpse forward.

The witcher's big sword swung left and right, and the weightless bodies of those innocent souls were simply the best targets. The hacked to death would dissipate in a few seconds, turning into a wisp of black smoke, leaving only one person in place. A few grains of black fine sand remain.

The dead souls will not leave corpses, so it will not affect the killing efficiency of the witcher. For example, when killing insects in the mission space last time, Xu Yichen often needed to change positions to prevent the insects from building steps with corpses.

Thousands of troops marching bravely across the single-plank bridge is probably the current situation of the innocent soul. There is only one passage to the outside world, which is blocked by Xu Yichen.

There can only be at most three to four unjust souls in parallel at a time, which is not enough for him to clean up with a single sword.

It's just that the mighty team of unjust souls almost filled Xu Yichen's line of sight. The unjust souls seemed to be a little afraid of the city wall, and they didn't want to get close to the city wall. They spread all the way back along the main street, boundless!

Because it was not affected by the physical buildings, the witcher couldn't see exactly how many innocent souls were hiding in the ruins of the buildings. He estimated that there might be no less than 100,000 people gathered here.

Xu Yichen felt that he seemed to have taken on a big job and worked harder.

The black fine sand left behind after the grievances dissipated became more and more. Within a quarter of an hour, a small pile of sand was formed, penetrating down along the cracks of the collapsed city wall, and dyed the slope on the inner side of the city wall. Black!

On the city wall, with the help of the ranger, the female warrior finally aimed at Brother Dianzi's approximate position. Because the distance was too far, Ji Wanbing had to calculate the thrust of the gunpowder and the curvature of the shell to complete this ultra-long-range bombardment.

However, in view of the craftsmanship of the artillery and gunpowder, the possibility of this thing hitting the target is infinitely small, and it is more of a fun.

Vittoria, with extraordinary strength, held the cannon with ease. Her strong body was enough to offset the recoil generated when the cannon was fired, which improved the accuracy of this attack somewhat.

"Are you ready?" The ranger knocked on the helmet of the female warrior and got an affirmative answer, then lit the matchlock of the cannon: "Quickly, raise the height to thirty-two degrees, fifteen degrees to the north!"

The ranger stared intently at Brother Dianzi's moving route in the distance: "Two degrees further north, move slowly, maintain the current hand speed, three, two, one!"

"Boom!" The overloaded cannon in the female warrior's hands let out a roar, and the solid shells flew towards the green leather camp with huge potential energy.

"Did you hit it?" The tall female warrior stood on the city wall like a target, watching the flying shells in the distance: "I feel that the gun feels good, and it should be stable."

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