Chapter 97 96. There Must Be a Lich King

"Is this place another good thing done by the Crazy Legion?"

Once again smelling the stench of blood, Mo Cheng frowned as he looked at the red land.

Such a huge smell of blood could be smelled even from a long distance away, and the resentment and despair under the ground were almost visible to the naked eye. Mo Cheng could guess what was happening here.

Massacre, burial alive, mostly this kind of thing.

"As a king, you slaughter your own people? Dom is really completely crazy."

There is no need to look for survivors, Mo Cheng's feeling tells him that there will be nothing here except death.

This scene made him feel uncomfortable and confused, "What exactly does Dom want to do? To simply destroy and massacre his own empire?"

A question that has been circulating for a long time, a secret that no one has solved until the future, and Mo Cheng naturally does not know the answer.

There was no life around him. Mo Cheng pressed his hand on the ground, and then the pure holy light purified all the sin and pain buried deep under the ground with the purest light, completely purifying it.

The corpse turned into fine sand, and the resentment and despair completely dissipated. As the corpses under the soil turned into dust and fine sand, the empty space was filled and compacted, and the ground where Mo Cheng stood suddenly dented.

Although the scene is still gloomy, those tragically dead creatures are in complete rest, and no one will disturb their eternal sleep in other ways.

"Trouble." Looking at the depression in front of him that he had purified, Mo Cheng showed a troubled expression, "How many people have the Crazy Legion killed? How many more places like this are they planning to create?"

A place of death filled with despair and resentment is the easiest place to give birth to something special, and in such a place where people were massacred in large numbers, Mo Cheng was not sure what could be given birth to.

With any luck, Mad King Dom could at most wake up those corpses and have a night walk of corpses. If you are unlucky, it is not difficult to directly turn all the corpses into undead and cause a natural disaster of the undead.

As long as Mad King Dom kills enough people in his own country and makes those people die miserably enough, then the corpses filled with despair and resentment will definitely return to the summons.

No matter who calls them.

It's not like Mo Cheng has never encountered such a situation before. In some dungeons, if the level cannot be cleared within a limited time, the enemy will be greatly strengthened.

Leaning down, although the traces on the ground had been manually cleaned, Mo Cheng could still roughly tell where the person who committed this tragedy had gone.

Instead of following behind the crazy legions to wipe their butts, Mo Cheng would rather catch up and ask them to show their love.

The main function of love called "Chengquan" is to sacrifice their lives to contribute to Mo Cheng's improvement.

The sky was gradually getting dark, and in Mo Cheng's eyes, the traces of the group of people were becoming clearer and clearer, and at the same time, his body was even more excited.

It seems that after being hungry and thirsty for a long time, I can finally have a full meal today.

Mo Cheng opened his legs, and behind him there were bat wings spread out, turning into a shadow and disappearing in the night.

…

A Crazy Legion team of fifty people is camping on the spot. Although everyone in the Mad King's army has a strange red light in their eyes and an unimaginable enthusiasm for Mad King Dom, they still need to eat. need to have a rest.

In the middle of this small camp, there were people who were tied up. Most of these people were old and weak, but the young and strong ones with fighting ability had been slaughtered. The main reason why these people can survive is that the Crazy Legion does not regard these people as a threat.

Also, these captives need to give their lives in another place.

Wearing leather armor and carrying a long sword, a man who looked like an officer said to the tied group of people: "Tell me, I know that some of you have escaped, and you even want to attract the rebel teams to snipe. us."

The old man with only one eye and one hand was left staring at the officer angrily. His two children acted as the village guard to resist the crazy legion's troops, but they all died tragically under the enemy's butcher knife.

The reason why the old man was able to survive was only because his physical disability prevented him from having more fighting power, and as the village chief, the officer believed that he must know how to contact the rebels.

Ever since various countries have united to try to defeat Mad King Dom, but due to past historical issues, the combined army did not concentrate their forces together, and clearly penetrated all the defense lines of the Vahlan Empire with their chariots and horses, and then forced Mad King Dom to Die on his throne.

Those countries turned out to be fighting on their own after dividing the regions. It’s an arrangement that even a military layman would scream at, but it happens to be the most acceptable proposal for neighboring countries with many historical problems and the best solution to demonstrate their combat effectiveness.

In addition to the armies sent by various countries, private adventurers also formed various teams. Some chose to help the mad king, some chose to defeat the mad king, and some did not plan to join any battlefield, but thought about being trapped in the battlefield. The innocent people were escorted away.

Seeing that the old man remained silent, the officer did not waste any words. He knew that swords were often more useful than words.

Clang!

He drew out the long sword and slashed towards him without looking. A figure was chopped out from the black shadow.

The leather-armored thief who wielded both daggers was discovered by the officer for some reason. Not only was he unable to hold the officer hostage and take the others away, but he even exposed himself.

There are at least fifty enemies in this camp. Let a thief face more than 50 enemies head-on, and any thief trainer will use a dagger to bleed the person who brought it up, so that it will be remembered longer.

Thieves have never been a profession that faces the enemy head-on.

"Shadow Step, you used it so badly, I could hear your footsteps even thirty meters away."

The officer smiled happily. It was not in vain that he had walked with these burdens for so long, just betting that these rebels would not give up on the rebels who were disloyal to the emperor.

"Catch him alive. I want his brain and mouth to be able to fully express his thoughts."

A thief doesn't need to do it himself at all. The surrounding men are enough to capture the thief who has escaped from the shadows.

Although the men surrounded the thief, they did not move.

The officer frowned in displeasure and said in a serious tone: "Catch that thief."

What's going on with these people? I usually do things quite obediently, but I didn't expect him to be so stupid now.

After catching the thief, send this group of people to the death camp as candidates.

But even though the officer's tone increased, his men still had no intention of moving. The officer who realized what was going on immediately put his sword across a child's neck.

"Who is it?! Come out!"