Chapter 1114: Old Corpse Demon
In front of the thatched cottage, in the small courtyard.
The old servant bowed slightly and spoke in a slow and unhurried tone.
"The four great kings each have their own duties. The old king has ordered me to guard the fortress!"
Ge Xiu was very angry. Looking at the old servant's stubborn attitude, he shouted, "We are not the kings of the human race. How can we command you?"
"Everyone has their own duties. The old king has ordered me to guard the fortress!" the old servant continued.
The tone was still so unhurried.
"King Li Zhan died in battle. That batch of supplies is related to the final outcome of the battle. You still don't understand?"
The old king has ordered me to guard the fortress!" The old servant continued.
Ge Xiu discovered that no matter what he said, the old servant would only say this one sentence.
"Good, good! Very good!"
His hair stood on end with anger: "Book King, very good, if you don't want to go, then we will go by ourselves!"
"Although the three king-level soldiers cannot activate the Four Symbols Formation at full power, they can still recover the supplies. When the Book King returns, I will definitely ask him for an explanation!"
After Ge Xiu finished speaking, he turned and left.
"Your Majesty!"
The old servant suddenly called him from behind. Ge Xiu turned around and saw the old servant slowly standing up.
"Your Majesty, you still don't understand. The four great kings each have their own duties!"
The old servant spoke each word with emphasis: "Our respective fronts are the most important. The supplies can still hold out for a while. The old king will be back soon. Why are you unwilling to wait a few more days?"
"In your heart, there is only the Book Reader. Can he come back to retrieve the supplies?"
Ge Xiu's eyes were always bloodshot: "Li Zhan lost his life for this, do you understand? Without that batch of supplies, the human race in the Ninth Battlefield will definitely be defeated!"
"With the old king gone, the three of us can keep the front line from collapsing. If we leave, the major fortresses will no longer have a king-level commander, and there will be no recovery!" said the old servant.
"Li Zhan is dead, he is dead...!"
Ge Xiu roared: "That batch of supplies is Li Zhan's life, and the life of the entire Ninth Battlefield!"
After saying this, he didn't stay any longer. He jumped onto the back of the king-level warhorse Fei'er and flew away in an instant.
Tu Yuwei behind him had a flash of hesitation in her eyes.
"Grandpa Turing, I... Ge Xiu is alone and cannot be found... I am going too."
The old servant Turing turned and walked into the courtyard, letting out a sigh.
Among the four great kings, Ge Xiu and Li Zhan are the closest, while Tu Yuwei has always been the closest to the Book King.
Everyone knows that before Tu Yuwei evolved to the king level, the Book King had supported and protected her.
But no one knows that it's all because of the old servant in front of him...
The old servant’s surname is Tu, and her surname is also Tu!
……
Three days later, in the ninth battlefield, bells rang again in all the black armor fortresses.
A tall and majestic figure stepped into the void.
It is King Ge Xiu.
He looked back at the land of the human race, and faintly sighed...
On the same day, the Angel Tribe, the Wood Tribe, the Three-Eyed God Tribe... launched a frenzied offensive against the human front.
The human race's front began to collapse completely, and countless human civilizations under its command were invaded by alien races...
On this day, in the void, a king-level warhorse was left with only three legs...
It spewed blood and dragged the unconscious and dying Tu Yuwei back to the ninth battlefield.
Fei'er put Tu Yuwei down and looked at the black armor approaching from a distance. Its eyes were filled with sadness.
It resolutely turned around and stepped into the void again, heading towards the place where Ge Xiu fell...
On the same day, an old man, his black armor torn, returned home covered in blood...
He stepped into the dream world and took out four hearts.
All of them exude a quasi-divine aura.
Every heart carries a strong divinity, and the rules of light surge, and it is still beating thumping.
The Book King spoke: "God of Decay, I will fulfill your agreement with King Duke and make this deal!"
Four hearts flew out of his hands and fell into the sea of blood.
On this day, the dream world shook, and countless demons turned into a rolling tide of blood, falling into the sea of blood at the feet of the God of Decay.
The sea of blood churned and rapidly contracted, sinking into the roots of the God of Decay...
"A million years of seal, a million years of forbearance..." A vicissitudes of life female voice spread throughout the world!
With the rage of revenge!
"Today, the blood sea is complete, and I will return... Ximoji, are you... ready?"
The Book King quickly broke through the space and turned to leave!
At the same time, the huge demon tree was surging with vitality.
At the same time, the entire demon world began to collapse...
Not destroyed by the world-destroying flames.
But there is some kind of rule that clings to the entire world, and finally, the dream world turns into a heart and merges into the huge tree trunk.
"You used my heart to seal me for a million years, Ximoji, you are so cruel!"
At this moment, the terrifying giant tree took root in nothingness, endless divinity burst out, and blood boiled.
It just hangs there quietly.
I don’t know how much time had passed before a weathered female voice was heard.
"There is still one step left to complete it. The nine sections of the rhizome must also be returned!"
"My Lord God, please complete the contract as soon as possible!" The voice of the Book King came from the void.
"I will make my own decision!"
The vicissitudes of life female voice, with a touch of unwillingness and anger.
……
The world of corpse demons, the Lihuo Principality!
At this moment, outside the north gate of the capital, the bluestone paved road was spotless.
A large army of zombie demons came slowly from the north, with a large flag flying at the front.
Below the flame representing the totem of the Lihuo Principality are the words "Lang Hou"!
That is the battle flag of Alang, the first Marquis under the Duke of Lihuo!
Under the battle flag was a chariot, pulled by a dozen huge SS-level magical goats. Sitting on the mithril-made throne was a tall young corpse demon.
At this moment, outside the north city gate, there was a huge group of zombie demons standing there.
Many corpse demon nobles in the city came to see the style of the first marquis, Alang.
In the distance, there were corpse demons kneeling on the ground.
"Meet Lord Alang!"
"Marquis Alang!"
There was fanaticism in their dead fish eyes.
According to rumors, before Duke Lihuo founded the country, half of the territory was conquered by Alang.
Alang is not only loyal to the Duke, but also a hero of the entire Lihuo Principality for tens of thousands of years!
At this moment, no one noticed that there was an old male corpse demon among the group of corpse demons, and there was a strange flash in his dead fish eyes.
He stared at a small golden cage at Alang's feet.
There was an inconspicuous bee trapped inside.
At this time, the bee was curled up in a corner of the cage, as if it had fallen into a coma.
In Zhao Yin's mind perception, Xiao Feng's soul and spirit were both seriously injured.
Its wings were cut off alive, and transparent liquid was still flowing out from the wound...
At this moment, Alang's smug expression suddenly froze.
As if sensing something, he slowly turned his dead fish eyes and looked at the unique old corpse demon among the group of corpse demons.
The old corpse demon suddenly smiled at him.
The next moment, Alang's hair stood on end. For some reason, he inexplicably felt a strong sense of life and death crisis.
At this moment, all the corpse demons followed Alang's gaze and noticed the old corpse demon.
He was seen slowly taking steps and walking out of the group of zombies.
Zhao Yin went straight to meet Marquis Alang.
As he took more steps, his hunched back slowly straightened.
"By order of the Duke, no marquis is allowed to bring powerful killing treasures into the capital!"
"Mr. Marquis, hand over your space bracelet for inspection!"
When Zhao Yin's voice fell, he was already less than a hundred meters away from the chariot!
