Disaster Shelter

Above the dead wood forest, there is a cloud of thick, gray-black smoke.

These smokes are all pure undead power. If a creature happens to die here, it will only take a day and a half for that creature to transform into an undead.

At the same time, it has a strong suppressive effect on all living beings.

Inside and outside the dead wood forest, it seems that there are two completely different worlds. The dense bones in the dead wood forest are just natural things that are as common as stones.

This place, which should have been extremely silent, was extremely lively at this time, with monster roars and ferocious laughter everywhere.

In the center of the dead wood forest, there is a huge Roshan monster tens of meters tall. This monster is covered with bluish-white bloody hands. Its huge weight makes it difficult to stand up.

On the skin of the Roshan monster, there are big ferocious mouths. There are men's mouths, women's mouths, cats, dogs, and plague snakes.

Each mouth seems to have an independent consciousness, calling different names one after another, making this place seem chaotic and noisy.

Those who hear this call, unless they are too powerful or too far away, will come to this place within a few days and accept the tragic fate of death.

It comes from the other world, named Roshan the Magic Word!

Under the huge body of Moyu Roushan, there are nearly a thousand undead spirits of all kinds.

They are distributed in an orderly manner around the Magic Whispering Roshan, executing orders from the Scarlet Master.

Every moment, there are beings who are called, come to the dead wood forest, and walk towards the magic language meat mountain in a daze.

And some tall, unknown undead with huge double knives and ferocious horns will stop these people and kill them!

These two-horned undead are just the beginning of the process. Within a few seconds after killing them, a soul reaper will lie on top of the corpse and suck away the soul and flesh and blood essence of the corpse.

In the end, the body with only one shelf left will be sent to the last station, where the death warlock will transform the remaining parts of the body into new undead.

There are ten groups of such processes here, each around the Magic Language Roshan.

A young man dressed in red and with three small spiral-shaped horns on his head sat on a throne made of flesh and blood, watching all this indifferently.

This throne is right on top of the magic language Roshan!

This young man in red is the right-hand man of the scarlet master, and his status in the dark field is considered to be below one person and above ten thousand people.

The reason why he is here is to ensure the smooth operation of this 'factory'.

The Ganzhe Temple raises living people, and executes one every day, in order to collect beliefs, so that the scarlet ruler can try his best to condense his divinity before becoming a god.

And this factory is to use life energy in a specific state to provide the scarlet master with the energy necessary to become a god!

There are many places where beliefs can be collected, but to collect this kind of power of life, one can only rely on the ability of the magic language Roshan.

Many monsters in the other world, when they want to become gods, have to perform blood sacrifices on a large scale, but even if they can become gods in that way, they are just powerful bloodthirsty lunatics in the end.

The scarlet master wants to become a god, and he doesn't care about human life, but he doesn't want to lose himself after becoming a god.

A two-horned undead stared at the long line, slightly tired.

For it, killing people is a very happy thing, but when killing people becomes work, it will inevitably be tiring.

Suddenly it saw, at the end of the line, followed by a power user!

And judging from the power fluctuations on his body, the level of this power user is not low!

The energy that can be provided by slaughtering such a superpower is worth dozens or hundreds of ordinary people!

And killing a power user is much more fun than killing ordinary people, which made the two-horned monster excited from the bottom of his heart.

So it bypassed everyone in front, and directly dragged Chu Wei, who was at the back of the team, to the front.

There is no doubt that it was affected by Chu Wei's ability.

Although Chu Wei was at the end, because this matter would kill people, Chu Wei must be the first to die.

The monster raised the sharp double knives with mottled blood sacrifices, grinned and gestured for a while, then swung the two knives down at the same time, he wanted to cut in half and behead at the same time!

Chu Wei, who lost consciousness, naturally had no power to resist, and was cut into three sections directly.

The two-horned monster could feel the disappearance of Chu Wei's energy, so it laughed wildly.

But laughing, laughing, it felt something was wrong.

Because Chu Wei's head, after rolling twice on the ground, blinked at him twice, as if waking up from a big dream.

Then the two legs stood up by themselves, walked to the waist and connected the upper body, and then the complete body picked up the head and pressed it on the neck.

Then Chu Wei shook his head, feeling that the angle was a bit wrong, so he took off the head again, turned it around and put it on.

The two-horned monster and other nearby monsters stared blankly at Chu Wei. Are they undead, or is this guy an undead?

Chu Wei shook his head, trying to figure out what was going on.

He only remembered that he, Wu Liugen and others went to the vicinity of Qingqin Grassland to find the source of the unknown call.

Afterwards, he accidentally fell asleep, and then had a beautiful dream, which was so beautiful that Chu Wei didn't even want to wake up.

In the dream, a graceful woman in a gauze dress with an unearthly appearance spoke to Chu Wei with a voice sweeter than that of Bi Luo Spring Rolls and said with a smile:

You chase me, if you catch up with me, I'll let you—hehehe.

So Chu Wei chased, chased, and couldn't catch up no matter how hard he tried.

Seeing that he finally caught up, Chu Wei was giggling, and suddenly he himself became three pieces...

After waking up, seeing the hellish environment around him, Chu Wei knew that he might have been tricked, and the beautiful dream before was just a dream.

The young man in red glanced at Chu Wei, not paying much attention.

It's just a power user who got rid of the magic language Roshan's bewitchment. The monsters below can easily tear this guy into pieces, so he doesn't need to care much.

Chu Wei briefly weighed the situation in front of him. If he fought in person, he might be able to kill the guy with the machete in front of him, and the Soul Reaper should be able to kill him, but the death warlock...

Moreover, these three monsters are just the undead guards of the 'factory', and there are hundreds of fierce monsters outside, and his small body is not big enough to fit between his teeth.

Although it can be resurrected infinitely, it is almost impossible to kill all these guys.

So Chu Wei looked serious, and now he is going to show his hole card!

Chu Wei didn't plan to use this hole card because it was too cruel, but now there is no other way to go.

I still owe the third shift for two days, and I can't make it up today. In the next few days, I will make it up anyway, and I won't be in debt.