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Of course there is more than just one kind of monster in the Sinking Wasteland: the Sinking Demon. Even if the power of the Sinking Demon dominates here, it still cannot change the fact that the Sinking Demon is at the bottom of the food chain. Many monsters, whether they rely on food or not to gain survival ability, are actually not many monsters in hell.

There is no need to eat, and survival elements can be obtained directly from evil forces. However, eating can satisfy their murderous evil nature, which can be regarded as an indirect acquisition. ←,

Such monsters gather in large numbers on the periphery of the Sunken Wasteland, or even close to the center, and the regional lord who rules here does not mind their existence, just like adding a few wolves to a flock of sheep, although some sheep will be lost.

But the wolf that exudes threats at all times will make these sheep healthier and stronger. In the end, they will even dare to resist and actively attack the wolf and share the wolf meat.

In contrast, once the number of dwarfs is excessive, they will kill each other, and the strong will survive. On the road to suppressing their strong reproductive ability and evolution, the two methods are similar, but the dwarfs are more direct and cruel.

It's terrifying to hear.

There are also a large number of sunken demon tribes in the Blood Wilderness and Cold Plains outside Rogge's Camp, but they are far less pure and systematic than in the Sunken Wasteland. In the past two days, just walking on the edge of the Sunken Wasteland, I can see everything with my eyes.

What we found has opened our eyes to the little fox and I. It turns out that the Sinking Demon we have always been familiar with has such an unknown side. Such thoughts often come to mind and we can't stop at all.

Although the strength of the fallen demons is low, the civilization of this race is the most advanced and complete among the hell tribes I have ever seen. Compared with it, the dwarfs are the only species left with a barbaric civilization. They huddle together to form

Tribes, large and small, are just subconscious actions for survival. However, the fallen demons have got rid of this vulgar taste and are moving towards more lofty ideals and goals. Although in the eyes of the intelligent life on the mainland, their

Society is still very primitive.

This is where the Sinking Demon really outperforms the dwarves. If one day, perhaps tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years later, the Sinking Demon will become the master of the hell world, if someone tells me so, maybe I will believe it.

Why has the hell world not been able to form a civilization for a long time? Why do monsters like the Twin Tails who yearn for civilization hide? It’s not that the monsters in hell are not smart enough. It’s because of their inherent evil nature, and even the ruler of hell will not allow it.

Civilization is born because chaos and evil are the original forces of hell. Once civilization is born, it means that there is order, chaos and evil will be weakened, and hell will no longer be hell.

Everyone just needs to enjoy the fight happily and obey my orders. This is the idea and method of the ruler of hell.

Alas, I am too busy thinking about things that only these scholars should think about.

After scratching our heads, the little fox and I quickly killed a group of hundreds of fallen demons. Seeing that nothing good was lost, we couldn't help but curled our lips in disgust and turned around to leave.

Dwarves and fallen demons are the poorest and most annoying.

The attacks of these fallen demons are surprisingly strong. Once they discover our whereabouts, they will chase us like a hunting dog even though they are thousands of miles away. Compared with the ones here in the Dark Continent, the fallen demons are as docile as dogs.

sheep.

However, it is understandable that in a place like this, all the sheep that dare not bite the wolf have been eaten. In order to survive, even the docile Sinking Demon can transform into a fierce tiger. Of course, this is just talking about character and strength.

Already.

What I'm worried about is not these fallen demons, but the regional masters.

Ordinary fallen demons are so ferocious and their attacks are so strong, so as the owner here, they probably have the same virtues and their attacks are strong, which means that the master of the area is likely to expand the entire area into its hunting ground.

, and not just limited to wandering around the central area for toothpaste festivals.

This means that the route we take on the edge is probably of no use, and we will still encounter what we should encounter. Of course, it is not that I am afraid of the opponent's strength, but that I am reminded of the shameless characteristics of a fallen demon.

That's hugging the thigh. Yes, because these guys are weak individually, they like to hug the thigh and play the role of a dog-headed strategist. Look, isn't Bisubosu just hugging a thick and big thigh?

Sister An's thighs, tsk tsk, I guess a female barbarian would be ashamed of herself if she saw them.

We have to be careful that the regional master here also hugs the thigh. It would be a headache to hug Big Pineapple's lizard thigh that is thicker than Sister An. However, you must have a certain level of strength and IQ to hug the thigh.

That's fine, let me wait and see.

Soon, three days had passed in the Sunken Wasteland. Apart from the entangled Sunken Demon, no special obstacles were encountered. The temperature also dropped. The little fox was in a very happy mood and would mutter something from time to time.

, this is the hell world in my imagination.

I'm very curious about what the hell world in her mind is like? But it's actually not bad. Sinking in the wasteland is the normal state of the hell world. The ones we have experienced before are a bit abnormal.

Just keep the difficulty like this and let us get through it happily.

With this kind of lucky idea, I just walked for half a day on today's journey, and after enduring the quasi-tragic emperor attribute that didn't happen in three areas, I ran out to cause trouble without any warning.

From a distance, a suffocating breath suddenly rushed straight from the depths of the Sunken Wasteland, dragging a trail of billowing smoke and dust behind it. It was without confusion and at an alarming speed, exuding murderous intent towards us.

At this point, Little Fox and I knew that this was definitely not an accidental encounter. The other party's target was obviously us two uninvited guests.

In an instant, the little fox and I got into a fighting stance, and in an instant, the opponent appeared in front of us across a distance of several kilometers.

So fast, a speed-type enemy?

What appeared in front of us was a Sinking Devil. Its size was no different from ordinary Sinking Devils. I personally think that the four Stallone Sinking Devils definitely clicked on the wrong evolutionary tree.

However, this does not mean that the Sinking Demon in front of me is normal. I clicked on the correct evolutionary tree. Although there is nothing worth complaining about in terms of body shape, its body is as short and thin as an ordinary Sinking Demon.

The golden half-armor, as well as the small golden knives and small bucklers equipped on the left and right hands, almost made me think that I ran to the wrong set and accidentally came to the Golden Zodiac.

Obviously. This guy chose the wrong evolutionary tree in terms of taste. What? You said I am just a person with vulgar taste who forgets about gold? Damn it, nonsense, I like gold coins, but have you ever seen me put all my body into it?

Is it painted gold? My elders have told me since I was a child that my wealth should not be exposed. I will not be such an idiot like this guy.

"I'll go first!" Seeing that the enemy was a speed player, the little fox was so excited to see that he was eager to hunt. He raised his sword to meet him. He quickly got entangled with this golden devil with vulgar taste. In the blink of an eye, he was surrounded by hundreds of meters.

There was a continuous crackling sound of metal collision. I counted carefully. In one second, the little fox had collided with the opponent's weapon more than a hundred times.

Just right,

The strength of this golden sunken demon is between the intermediate and advanced levels in the world. It seems to be the regional master in the sunken wasteland, which is somewhat different from what I expected. I thought it should be a little stronger.

Then add a large group of subordinates, numbering over 10,000. With this combination, even the most powerful people in the world would not dare to mess with them, and even the most powerful people in the world would want to take a detour.

Unexpectedly, the enemy in front of me was a bit inferior in strength and acted alone, completely giving up the biggest advantage of being a Sinking Demon. Is it too arrogant? The little fox could handle it just like this.

Well, I just said cope. I didn't say defeat. After all, there is still a difference in strength. Although the speed of the little fox completely suppressed the opponent, it is obvious that although this guy has vulgar taste, a set of golden half-body armor is not in vain.

The defense is much higher than that of the normal Sinking Demon. The little fox's weapon fell on it several times, only to see sparks flying. This defense is almost as good as that of a siege beast of the same level.

If the little fox had a sword of victory in his hand, he would be able to chop up the opponent's melons and vegetables in about ten minutes, so it is still very important to have good weapons and equipment.

In the blink of an eye, the little fox and the Jin Cancan Sinking Demon have been fighting for several minutes. The competition at the beginning was about absolute speed, and then turned to other aspects of the competition. Obviously, the Jin Cancan Sinking Demon saw that the speed he was proud of was no match for the little fox.

I plan to change my fighting style.

However, apart from speed, the little fox is not bad in other aspects. She can handle both long-range and melee combat. In my words, her basic foundation is very solid. Even if she suddenly breaks through to the realm of world power, she still has not fallen behind.

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The battle changed from frequent crackling metal collisions at the beginning to strange gusts of sinister wind. The battlefield expanded to a radius of ten miles. From time to time, golden light flashes were seen, followed by sizzling red lightning. This was the golden sinking demon.

I just want to complain about this move, what kind of affair does it have with Lakanisiu?

The little fox was not to be outdone. She used the assassin's trap skills to her advantage, and her shadow training was even more bizarre. In front of an enemy of this level, she was finally able to display her true abilities. What do you mean by those demon slayers, and those who didn't?

Huge Thorny Wood Demons that can produce sparks when they collide. These enemies are a bit too bullying for the Assassin profession.

Well, just let the little fox play for half an hour... No, an hour is fine, and then it's time for me to take action.

The calculation in my mind was rattling. Speedy people generally don't have high physical strength, and fighting consumes a lot of energy. They are the least good at dealing with protracted battles. Of course, except for guys like Carlos, once the Paladin puts on the endurance aura

, you will never understand.

I gave the fighting time from half an hour to an hour, which was enough for the little fox to enjoy. If it continued any longer, she might be beaten by the Jincancan Sinking Demon due to physical factors. After all, there is a big gap in strength. The most important thing is

It's just that the little fox doesn't have incredible equipment.

No, there was still something. She took out the Dragon Bone Sword and finally let the Jin Cancan Sinking Demon see blood. Obviously, this little fox was not satisfied with the ending of just having fun. She wanted to go up a level and defeat the enemy.

My Lady of the Heavenly Fox Saint, after all, is proud at heart.

So, it doesn't matter if you give her two hours. Anyway, with this little time, the Demon Slayer and I still spent more than two days.

I had just relaxed in my heart and was about to watch the little fox show off his power and kill the golden-colored fallen demon and run away with its head in its arms. Suddenly, my heart suddenly tightened again.

Bastard, you've almost given me enough. It's not good for my heart to keep surprising me!

I angrily lifted the coffee table of my soul and cast my gaze cautiously into the distance.

We guessed wrong, the little fox and I both guessed wrong. The Lord of the Sunken Wasteland is not the golden Sunken Demon in front of us, or in other words, it is not just him.

There is another regional lord with an equally powerful aura, and behind him is a group of mighty Sinking Demon thugs. This is the fighting mode of the Sinking Demon clan. Fighting alone is not their style at all. In the play, group fights, and

Suppressing talents is their strength.

At this time, another area lord rushed toward the battlefield with his thugs. The entire wasteland seemed to be covered with a carpet of fallen demons. From a distance, there was a black army of fallen demons everywhere.

Five thousand? Ten thousand? Twenty thousand? Probably more than that.

We were still tens of thousands of meters away from the battlefield, but the huge force had already changed the color of the sky. In a daze, the little fox and I seemed to see a shadow of a fallen demon, with its head in the sky and its feet on the earth. It was an unknown height, and its power swept thousands of miles.

As soon as he raised the cloud-like sword in his hand, the sky split into two halves.

This is the first time I have seen such a concentrated and powerful momentum.

No, we can't let them get close anymore!

After being stunned for a short time, I reacted and transformed in an instant. The osplay bear roared, and its size expanded infinitely. In the blink of an eye, it was already a hundred meters tall, but it was still as small as an ant in front of the towering shadow of the Sinking Demon.

However, body shape has never been the factor that determines victory or defeat.

The osplay bear, which was magnified dozens of times, took a deep breath. The fur on its body swelled again, and giant muscles bulged out. It transformed from a chubby ragdoll bear into a muscular bear.

Then, take a step forward, exhale, and punch, all in one go.

Four levels of flame fist!

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Chapter completed!