The demons in the siege weapon camp were killed by the devils who came to "support in time", and the previous rhythm was temporarily restored. The craftsmen were summoned to repair the trenchers and air defense crossbows, and the evil demons quickly carried the ammunition to supplement the previous consumption. Feiqi came to the devil's cannon, pinched his nose hard, and made a sad expression.
"Is this the weapon you use to attack the demon?" Kurdan flapped his wings and flew to Feich, stretched out his hand to brush over the surface of the devil's cannon. The cannon was completely destroyed by the demon. The barrel was broken into four pieces, and all the runes were smashed into pieces. A layer of yellow-green acid water was constantly rusting downwards, and the entire bracket was shaking. "Look at this, it was impossible to repair it before the battle ended." Feich said.
"That doesn't matter." Kurdan waved his hand: "Feich, you've done a good job here. The previous strong attack disrupted the rhythm of the demon. The results of the PF war zone will be very fruitful, and there will be one of you in it, which is probably enough for you to advance. I want to become that kind of devil next, do you want me to give you some advice?"
Feiqi shook his head and looked at the ground, as if he was looking at the direction of the ninth floor of Hell. "My path has been arranged, I just need to complete the mission well. I need to ask: What do you think of the offensive effect caused by previous weapons?"
"Okay! Great!" Kurdan gave his thumbs up, looking excited: "Always waiting for the demons to come to the door, it's simply wasting the power of our devils and the power of hell! Just like a knife, how can you show your value if you don't stretch out to stab the enemy to death?"
"It would be great if everyone thought this way. Only when the overall victory of hell becomes more, the area of ​​hell is larger and the impact is greater, then the opportunities for advancement can be provided by hell will be more and the devils be stronger. Let the power of the demon appear in hell, even if it is always victorious in the end, will he be happy?"
"Yes, yes, that's the reason. It's like a human being coming to slap me in the face. Even if I crush him to death immediately, I still feel unhappy when I was slapped in the face! I have to conquer all the world where that human being is!"
"If there is an action to conquer other human worlds, I would like to participate. Although bloody battles are important, demons are all wastes that can only be crushed but cannot be transformed. Only a world full of souls waiting for the fallen are sweet."
"I also have this idea. I manage adventurers from outside the world in the Blood Trafficking Market, collect information from their hometowns from them, and then find ways to open enough passages for the devil's army to enter. This is my most important mission." Kurdan lowered his voice and said: "I need to identify who are more careless and full of resentment, and who are more likely to be manipulated. Such people should focus on cultivating them so that they can also think about the benefits of the devil after returning to their own world. In this way... hehehe, those people are more likely to become devil believers, open the door with rituals, and welcome the devil to enter on a large scale."
"How are you getting now?" Feiqi raised his eyebrows and looked quite interested: "After the mission is completed here, I also want to find a world to play. But the stronger it becomes, the harder it is to be summoned. Those angels only do one boring thing all day long, that is, to guard against the devil entering."
"It's true, it's very difficult to find a safe way - but once you find it, the benefits will be very large."
"I heard one thing. The Styx Shipping has such information. It is said that a very desperate adventurer sold it - have you heard that? Most adventurers will go to the Blood Sales Market after coming to Hell. If he is so desperate, he should try the way to hire mercenaries first."
"There is such a thing?" The Dead Demon Kurdan touched his chin: "I will check it out."
After saying that, it flew away, returned to the back of the mercenary formation, and continued to organize those from other worlds to work hard. In this way, Fitch became the devil with the highest level in the middle of the siege weapon camp, so he no longer needed to pretend to be busy. He observed the situation on the front line and found that the devils had begun to push the line outward, and the devils' defeat was decided, and the remaining one was probably the question of how much they could gain.
It has been nearly two days since we started the battle. According to the current propulsion speed, after about two hours, the trench will be useless because it exceeds the range. "Don't relax, do the final support! Use a good trench, and don't use a possible fault. If you hit the devil, it will affect your performance." Feiqi shouted loudly, and the barb demons answered in unison.
He tied a demon with a qi element rope and pulled it over. "Don't be nervous, I'm not trying to crush you, I just want to ask about some situations." Feiqi suddenly pulled out the pit god sword, and the sword blade passed over the demon's head, and the sound of breaking through the air was very scary. While using the tip of his sword to remove the blood mud in his nails, he asked in a soft voice: "How is the record of the weapon camp this time? Have you missed anything?"
"No, no." The devil nodded quickly, faster than the chicken pecking rice. "This time the record was very impressive, those flame explosions..."
"It was the Hell Flames fired by the Devil's Cannon," Fitch interjected, "Write this name clearly, do you know?"
"Yes, yes. The hell flames fired by the devil cannon caused great damage. We have initially counted that at least 4,000 demons above the berserk demon died in the flames, and the impact of the battlefield situation it caused was even greater." The devil said flatteringly: "Sir, please allow me to congratulate you in advance. It is a foregone conclusion to advance."
"Hahaha, it's not bad. Make the data statistics accurate and make all the devils in the camp benefit. Everyone performs very well!" Feiqi threw the devil out and looked at the battlefield with a smile.
Two hours later, the catapult slowly stopped, and only the jingle sounds of the craftsmen in the camp were left in the camp. Feiqi looked around and called the two surviving captains of the barbarian demons to his side. "I'm not satisfied with killing, go to the front line to go around. You two guard the camp and then wait for the level to advance! You two are left, so there are no need to compete for anything. Now is a critical period, do you understand? Don't make a big profit if you have any trouble!"
"Yes! Lord Feiqi, we will serve you well after we are promoted!"
"It's time to serve Lord Demon King and Hell." Feiqi spread his wings, jumped off the cliff, and glided to the front line.
He did not go to the front line to fight, but came to the sea of ​​corpses and blood. A large number of evil demons had begun to clean up the battlefield, squeezed out soul larvae from the corpses, took off weapons and armor, and then classified them. Some were used for lower-level use (devil), some were crushed into fertilizer (devil), and some were used to recycle equipment as much as possible to reward those who survived (mercenaries).
These evil demons who cleaned the battlefield were organized by the PF war zone, and were under the supervision of the insidious spike demons. At the same time, other devils were not allowed to collect battlefield items privately. After Feiqi landed, more than a dozen eyes immediately stared at him. The spike demons did not make a warning. They secretly sharpened their claws and waited for Feiqi to reach out to the corpse.
Feiqi snorted coldly, and he knew the ideas of these spike demons. The corpse could turn into a soul larvae, but it was not for this. The pushed corpse changed the landform. He observed carefully for a while before finding his target. It was a stone slightly protruding from the ground, about half a person tall, and the surface was burnt yellow and stained with blood. A soul-eating demon with huge bat wings happened to fall to death on the stone.
He walked over, grabbed the body of the Soul-eating Demon, and threw it out casually. The bodies of several spike demons around him trembled, and they were about to charge but had to stop suddenly. Feiqi did not hide the spoils privately, but just moved the corpse, which could not be called a violation. If anyone attacked the Demon at this time, it would violate the rules (attack friendly forces), others would rush forward to kill the offender.
After clearing off the corpse on the stone, Fitch moved the stone hard and moved it to the side for more than ten centimeters. There was a small pit under the stone, and there was a black lantern inside. The red lit light was weaker than the fireflies, but it could burn steadily in the lantern. A telescopic hook could hang the lantern steadily on the belt, which was about the same size as a slap, and it would not affect the movement. Fitch gently rubbed the lantern with his fingers, and the runes on the surface lit up, and the arc swam between the runes. The red lit light shook twice, and then gradually went out.
"You can't take it from the battlefield..."
"This is my thing, not a spoil." Feiqi put one hand on the hilt of the pit sword, and raised the lantern with the other hand, and the name "Feic" was engraved under it. "Don't worry about my nostalgic business, hedgehog!"
He released the evil spirit light to shock the spike demon, then flapped his wings and took off, and continued to fly towards the front line. The spike demon spat on the ground, looked at each other, and shook his head back. Such a strong evil spirit light means that the desire demon has the possibility of upgrading. At this time, don't mess with him for the things under the battlefield stones - it's not worth the loss.
The soul trap lantern is the most important gain of Feich's trip to hell, besides the Painted Book and the Anti-Parastic Alchemy Talisman. He improved the magic rituals based on the magic rituals in the Painted Book, combined with some ideas of the Truth Thunder Goddess of Soul Relief (Ice Peak Fortress Tower), and then used his own magic runes to secretly improve efficiency, and then created by the mysterious merchant Lynch, the fire dwarf Kazmuk and Feich himself. The lantern can attract the surrounding souls (wandering souls) like the Salifting Map, and then trap them. The highlight of the red light is the soul. The water of the Styx in the lantern washes away the memories carried by the soul, and then completes the work that all souls have to do after they come to hell: squeeze out the power of the soul as much as possible until it becomes an empty shell (standard hell prayer).
However, the advanced route designed by the great devil Astimors for the Desire Demon in the "Painting Book" is not that simple. There are things like spiritual coins everywhere in hell, and there are many ways to obtain them. Why do you need to design a soul trap ritual specifically? The advancement of the Desire Demon requires spiritual coins, but more importantly, it is difficult to obtain the favorable impression of hell. Every member of hell should contribute his own strength to the growth of hell. This is like daily work. Advanced coins and spiritual coins are wages and performance. As for bonuses (hell favorable impression), you must make outstanding contributions.
Work outside of one's responsibilities and ability is called outstanding contribution. Astimors is very cunning. It turns the process of collecting power in hell into a ritual, which is equivalent to doing a small hell outside hell, but it can only generate soul power, cannot produce devils, and cannot grow. Simply put, Feiqi's soul trap lantern is the "stand-alone pirated version" of hell. It completes the soul processing work for the genuine hell. When the genuine hell receives these treated souls - because this is the special work of the devil - it will give back the favor of hell.
If a devil has a territory, his favor will be stored in the territory. If not, he will be stored in the evil spirit light, or a evil spirit light will be generated for it. Such a good thing is probably every devil wants, and the selfish Astimors deliberately misleads the ceremony, so that the original ceremony can only be completed through a sacrifice of murder. How can Feiqi have the time to capture people or demons first, then hold the ceremony, and then kill them one by one? This is too difficult and dangerous!
Even the King of Demons could not have thought that there would be a destiny demon that could use the ritual of salvation. Only the priests of the kind gods and the living angels, and the saints could perform it. And it would not have thought that someone would combine the soul-saving array of the kind gods with their own devil rituals to make the soul trap lantern have an attraction radius of 300 meters. Souls who just died in this area would feel attraction. Except for individual souls with great obsession, most of them would actively drill into the lantern like a fire-fighting moth. Since this ability only works for the souls that just died, Fitch hid it under a large stone on the battlefield in advance. The earth will not delay its work, but will only reduce the scope of action by 20%.
This is a work that is more labor-saving than waiting for the rabbit. The number of deaths in a bloody battle is extremely terrifying. Even if it is just a corner of the battlefield, the souls that can be collected are very amazing. Moreover, Feiqi investigated the entire PF war zone in advance, not only in order to find a suitable burial location, but also checked who had the highest record (killing) in the past and where they fought. He found the place with the heaviest smell and caught up with a big battle. In this action alone, the favorable feeling he gained was more than a hundred times the amount accumulated by catching the demons before!
Feiqi patted the lantern gently, and then continued to walk on the battlefield, counting as much as he could. "The demons who had killed themselves in their own territory before had a little more favorable feeling in hell - this is understandable, after all, they were killed by themselves. But no matter what, there is no feeling of making money by wandering around... Hey, why did the soul density here suddenly rise?"
He looked closely and found that he had already walked to the place where the flame spell of Hell was bombed. There was no complete corpse here. Apart from the ashes, the broken limbs and arms were the largest remains. Here, it was difficult for the evil demons to squeeze out soul larvae, so this became a ragged place that no one cares about.
The ragged place has no big impact on the soul trap lantern, so should it be sucked or sucked. Moreover, the most concentrated casualties here were caused by Feiqi's own hands. Feiqi's mana fluctuations were found in the hell flames fired by the devil cannon, so these deaths were counted on Feiqi's head, so the favorable feeling of hell should have been greater.
"It feels more like letting the dead resentful soul seek his life, and then locking it into a lantern to become a resource... so evil, so evil." Feiqi was reflecting himself while wandering around the place where the flames of hell were hit, circling all five bombing points.
This kind of strolling on the battlefield is completely inconsistent with the passion of bloody battles, so a horned demon called him when he led his men by: "Hey, Demon, what are you doing? Come here, fight in front, or serve me!"
Let the Demon serve? These books are nothing good. Feiqi first bowed slightly, then shook his head: "No. I am the commander of the PF war zone siege weapon camp, and I am here to check the effectiveness and killing of weapons in order to improve the siege weapons. This is my mission. I cannot serve you until it is completed, and I don't need to listen to your orders."
"Hmm? So you call looking at the ground here a mission? Something that is not enterprising." The Horned Demon waved the long thorny chain and thrust directly over twenty meters. Feiqi frowned and thought a lot in an instant, but looking at the thousands of devil army led by the Horned Demon opposite, he could only grit his teeth and take the blow.
In just a moment, Feiqi was pulled out - although there were also acting elements, the injury was really not light. The high-level devil's suppression on the low-level will cause additional serious injuries. A large piece of flesh on Feiqi's shoulder was taken away by the sting chain, and bones could be seen in the wound. The hell trauma curse on the sting chain is still causing a new state of bleeding, organizing the self-recovery ability of the singular demon.
"This is a lesson, something that is not polite!" The horned demon waved his hand and led his army forward in a mighty manner. Nothing can compare to the functions of the military, and even the evil demons are unwilling to do something like the ashes pit.
Feiqi sat on the ground, tilting his head to check the huge wound on his shoulder. The horned demon's hell trauma curse made his hell healing spell return without any effort. The continuous deepening damage would probably be deadly if it continued! There was a chaotic spell airflow, so there was no other good idea at this time - Feiqi took out a handful of soul larvae from the space bag and placed it on the wound, crushed them, and then cast hell healing. Crushing soul larvae is a very primitive and simple sacrifice method that can enhance all special abilities and spells with the breath of hell. However, it seriously wastes the energy of the soul larvae, which is generally afflicted by the devil.
The sacrifice ceremony was not affected by the turbulent flow of mana, so the enhanced hell healing overcomes the curse of trauma, quickly drives it away, and then begins to play a healing role. Feich's life and left arm are saved, but as a sword holder in his left hand, he lacks safety when he continues to wander around the battlefield. Anyway, the five flame pits have been wandering around, and the red light of the soul trap lantern has become bright, which means it is almost full, and it is time to go back.
Although his wings were not injured, it would be better to walk back as a seriously injured person by covering his shoulders. The chaotic spell airflow near the ground has been affecting the spells, not only hell healing, but also space-related spells such as teleportation and summoning techniques. Feiqi cannot teleport on the ground, nor does he want to fly up and teleport backwards in full view of the public. So he walked backwards, just passing by where the mercenaries of both sides fought.
The mercenaries on the devil's side won the victory, and the survivors could announce this way anyway. The comrades and opponents' items are now survivors, and there are also rewards that can be obtained by signing a contract with the devil. The devil always fulfilled the agreement very readily and maintained a perfect reputation. So once the situation on the battlefield is determined, money, wealth and various other things will be distributed on the spot.
Those people suppress their excitement and excitement, and carefully hide their gains. At this time, each of them has the idea of ​​"I will do whatever I want" in their hearts. This is normal. After all, people can immediately forget the pain and death around them before, which is not a pain in the skin. Some people have a firm will and can leave hell with the profits they get this time, and the devil will not stop them. These people are potential salesmen, which can increase the possibility of more people making contract transactions with the devil. At the same time, their souls are also degenerate because of dealing with the devil - everyone knows that the devil is evil, and it is equally evil to cooperate with the devil, so this is a knowingly evil.
Kurdan sat behind, squinting his eyes to monitor the distribution work. The servant demon, the contract demon was busy with documentary work according to the contract records, the barb demon maintained order, and the inferior demon was busy checking out useful things in the pile of corpses. Feiqi nodded slightly to Kurdan to express his "respect", and the Deep Demon saw his limping injury and was about to come over and ask, but the abnormal change suddenly arose.
A large group of flying insects suddenly broke out from the pile of corpses, covering a three-legged and nine-clawed monster rushing out of the pile of corpses. In just a moment, the evil demon next to the pile of corpses was killed. The flying insect crushed the flesh and blood and sent it to the mouth of the monster's three feet. Immediately afterwards, the insect swarm rushed towards the mercenaries, wanting to continue to replenish nutrition. Maybe it thought the devil would think of reducing expenses, so he would not care about the life and death of those adventurers in other worlds?
"I'm so brave!" Kurdan stood up, burning the flames of hell on his body. He raised his hand and fired a fireball, and rushed over with the fireball. Just a moment of encounter, the Deep Demon rushed into the swarm and let his fireball hit his back. So the fireball exploded, the fire waves ignited the swarm, and it also grabbed the three-legged and nine-clawed monster, waved its fist and smashed it hard.
One fist was much slower in speed on nine claws and three legs, but the suppression of power was too terrifying. In just a few rounds, the nine-clawed spider was dying and his claws were hanging down, while the Deep Demon did not stop at all.
After smashing the thing completely, Kurdan threw it away: "The bastards who want to disturb the delivery of the Hell contract should be this fate! Don't worry, letting you work is a very serious matter, and fulfilling the contract is a more serious matter. The credit of Hell is unquestionable!"
Regardless of whether the mercenaries were moved or not, Fitch did not. He kept staring at the pile of corpses and was not diverted by the sudden monster, so he saw a guy who had pretended to be dead and now tried to crawl away from the corpse while in the chaos. He pulled out the pit sword with his right hand, swung a small thunderbolt, and accurately exploded the corpse on the man's body, and then immediately sold the guy.
"It's him who attacked!" Feiqi said, "Don't let that bastard go!"
Chapter completed!