Time: noon.

Location: Portal of the community's 'Wutong Wood'.

Although Wutongmu had already received news that he was about to be attacked by the Destroyer, as the commander, Phoenix, in the end, did not close the portal in order not to cause panic among all tourists in the territory.

In fact, even if the portal is closed, the Destroyer can still reach the sycamore wood through other methods - although the box garden world is very large, for the existence of the golden position, it is just a matter of more or less time.

So, the people in Wutongmu territory were still happy, and the stall owners of various games were also smiling at the increasingly bulging wallets. Apart from feeling that there seemed to be a lot of troops patrolling the streets, they were no different from usual.

But no one knows how long this situation can last.

Don't forget that when Alcatel told the news of the Destroyer's attack last night, the hotel hall was full of people. Although it was not worth mentioning compared to tourists in the entire territory, rumors are definitely the fastest spreading "disease" in the world.

"Have you heard of it?"

"kindness."

"What's wrong with you?"

"Boy, don't blame me for not being upstairs. Now let me tell you, it's better to leave Wutongmu as soon as possible."

"The Nirvana Festival is quite interesting, why do you want to leave?"

"idiot!"

"I heard that there is a demon king ready to attack Wutongmu. If I were that demon king, I would definitely choose to start when Wutongmu held a Nirvana Festival."

"Ah! Isn't that bad??"

"So, we should leave quickly."

"That's right, that's right!"

"Let's go. Go and sit on the portal now!"

...

Similar conversations appeared in many corners of Wutongmu territory. Some people who were walking around rumors or facts happened to be on the scene last night, while others were showing off after hearing the news that they had changed hands several times.

But there is no doubt that all those who learned the news began to move towards the portal.

Unlike the strong men in the inner circle, these guys cannot withstand the random attacks of the demon kings.

One night and one morning. Many people have left Wutongmu through the portal, but more people are still kept in the dark.

Compared with those who have left, these people are obviously unfortunate. In the game between the Demon King and the inner circle strong men, no matter the winner or loser, these guys will be the ones who will be unlucky in the end.

But at the same time, compared with those who are waiting near the portal, they are quite lucky.

because……

"Puff!"

Bright red blood flowers splashed out from a person's neck, this supporting actor who didn't even have a name. His face was shocked and fearful, his eyes widened, filled with incredible light.

Then, he died... and died without any help.

It doesn’t matter who that person is. Anyway, you can leave after getting a boxed lunch. The key is the guy who killed this person!

The silver hair, bronze skin, and hands tied tightly with bandages, there was no emotion in the red eyes, as if it was just a legendary weapon, and there was nothing but coldness.

“…”

The man didn't even look at the supporting man who was lying on the ground, and then rushed towards the other person.

The arms, which were originally wrapped in bandages, were now thumping, and countless gray hairs emerged from them. After the change was completed, the sharp claws of a pair of wild beasts had replaced the man's original hands.

"Puchi!" "Puchi!" "Puchi!"

Blood! Blood! Blood!

Besides blood! It's also blood!

Screaming! Moaning! Wailing!

Hell! Purgatory! Demon World!

It only took one minute to go from the time the man walked out of the portal to when he killed everyone around him.

And in this short time, no one was able to escape the man's killing, whether it was the guards of the portal or the tourists who were preparing to leave through the portal!

When everything is over, the entire portal has already flowed into a river, looking like hell on earth.

"This behavior will lead to the task goal in an unnecessary direction."

A voice came from behind the man. It was clearly accusing him, but the voice did not fluctuate at all. It seemed that the person who said this did not care about the man's behavior just now.

“…”

The man still didn't look at him. He closed his eyes, put away his combat form, and then turned around and looked behind him.

Standing there was a boy who looked very similar to a man.

It is said to be similar, but it does not refer to appearance, but the temperament of the two of them being calm in dealing with things.

The two of them were so calm. They had killed more than a hundred tourists just now, but there was no change in their faces. It was like the cold ice of thousands of years, cold. If it was not necessary, I believe no one would be willing to approach them.

"Since it has started, then plan a will be changed to b and the gift game will be started directly."

The boy with short black hair did not care about the man's silence. A stream of light flashed through his pale blue eyes, and then, a huge piece of parchment appeared above the entire sycamore wood territory.

"Gift Game: A Contest among War Experts

Participants: All personnel from the outer door of the South District 46749 (five digits)

Victory conditions: Defeat the werewolf Captain and Saori Sosuke's army in the following war

Solution: This is war! This is the carnival of soldiers, combat experts, and madmen. The weak can only pray for forgiveness of the strong, or die in the innocent!

Failure Conditions: All participants die or cannot complete the victory condition before the end of the Phoenix Nirvana Festival

Prize: None

Oath: Respect the above content, and hold a gift game based on the name of glory, flag and organizer's authority.

——‘Amalgam’ Sosuke Saori & ‘Millennium’ werewolf captain seal”

"That's...what?!"

Everyone who participated in the festival discovered the parchment paper in the sky almost immediately, and then...

"The Demon... The Demon King is here!"

"No! No!"

"Please let me go!"

"Escape quickly!"

The tourists shouted, ran, and cried. Compared with the Demon King, they were weak and vulnerable, but among the sycamore trees, there was an existence that could fight against the Demon King.

so……

"Where is the leader of Wutongmu? Where have the patriarchs of the birds gone? The devil is coming! Stop them quickly!"
Chapter completed!