I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

Li Xing woke up feeling like his mind was blank.

He sat on the ground for a long time to recover, and only then could Li barely perceive the situation of the outside world—he was currently leaning against a small section of earthen wall, feeling light all over, but also feeling empty in his stomach and very uncomfortable.

Who am I? Where am I?

Li stood up holding onto the wall, his whole body swayed and he almost fell, so he had to sit back down on the ground.

At this time, Li hadn't noticed that before he fell, his shadow had supported him.

There seemed to be a noisy sound behind the earthen wall, but Li couldn't understand it for the time being, in short, it wasn't the language of his previous life.

Transmigrated again?

Huh? Why say "again"?

Li sat on the ground stroking his head, unable to find the answer in his memory no matter what.

But the sound behind him was getting louder and louder, and humans in strange clothes passed by him, rushing to the back of the earthen wall, looking excited.

"Did he betray the holy oil?" the old man swallowed and asked Li Yue.

Qi Guan felt very young, and the texture of his hair was cold, hard, and dry.

"Uh… crap…" Although his mouth was very dry, Li still swallowed and realized he was mute.

"I am a traveler… I said I wanted to live in your Red Oil Town for a few days before heading north…" Beside the old man, a thin townsperson with corpse oil smeared on his shoulders answered for Li Yue.

"Do they have a map?" Li Yue pondered for a moment, then immediately raised his head and asked.

"You are Li Yue…" This was purely a subconscious reaction.

Li noticed that a high pile of corpses had already been piled up next to the stake. The corpses were all charred, and some people were squeezing corpse oil from the charred corpses into wooden barrels, creating several rows.

From afar, the townspeople saw Li in front of the earthen wall and began to point.

"From…" Li Yue recalled a blue planet in his mind, followed by scarlet and vast white.

A map appeared in Li Yue's mind.

Hearing this question, at that moment, it was as if a warm current flowed through Li Yue's mind, and his bones relaxed, as if he had been enlightened.

The pyre was being prepared, and the men cried out, shouting things like "Believe him my ass," but they were tied up tightly by these strong townspeople and couldn't move.

Each of those 11 locations has a treasure? A clue to go home?

Having just arrived in this world, and seeing a map, at least I need to know what the 11 points represent…

The next batch were several men who had been knocked unconscious, waiting to replace the victims on the pyre.

Pyre? Male witch?

The map crookedly drew a line and eleven points on the continent. One point in the south had been lit up, and the point where he was now was still glowing.

Li had just arrived and was already confused, and when the old man asked, he answered subconsciously.

He didn't know the common surnames of Red Oil Town's youth, and besides confirming that the tall, cloaked guy in front of him was an outsider, he couldn't find any more information.

Shouldn't there be a voice in my head at this time, telling me what kind of task to complete?

Nearsighted?

His face always felt very full, but his head was very empty, and his center of gravity was not very stable…

"Yes, Gu Han." Li recalled his name and spoke in the common language of the Chaos Continent.

A balding old man walked along the wooden barrel with the support of the townspeople, pointing his finger at the corpse oil and stuffing it into his mouth…

At this moment, Gu Han was standing on the land of Red Oil Town, waiting for perception and deconstruction to be completed.

After resting for a while, Li finally found a way to control his body, touching his head, face, and body—although the touch was a bit strange, he had all his arms and legs, and there didn't seem to be any deformities or defects.

"Who are you?" the old man asked.

"The oil isn't squeezed like that… This is too sloppy…" Muttering to himself, Li suddenly froze.

If Li Yue still retained his fragmented brain, he would of course know that these eleven points respectively represent Jue Mountain, Demon King City, Mist Marsh, Tie River, Lou Mountain, Red Oil Town, Liejin Mountain, the ruins of the Holy City Sindrami, Fanhua City, Lunde River, and the Drizzle Corridor.

This opening is familiar?

The old man looked expectant, and the townspeople also surrounded him.

Then light the fire.

Li turned his head to look at the noise behind him.

"Li Yue? What a strange name… An outsider?" The old man searched his memory.

Although he didn't know where he was, and had no memory related to dump trucks, Li was still very sure that the scene in front of him was not his original world, and he should have really transmigrated.

Li didn't expect a trial to end so hastily. The flames burned fiercely, and the men screamed even more miserably.

The vision of the left and right eyes are different, and the armpits are also itchy, a little bulging…

"Crap…" Li muttered to himself.

A cheat?

It would be much easier to have a cheat…

He seemed to be in a town. In front of the small earthen wall was the town square, and there were many things piled up high and vaguely, but it wasn't too clear…

Li tried to squint his eyes, and when he focused, he suddenly found that his vision was suddenly pulled closer, and he could see everything clearly.

He only felt that this transmigration was inexplicable, and felt lost.

Judging from the reaction of the townspeople, Li Yue was sure that he should have been in this place for some time, but he wasn't sure if he had done anything that offended them.

Just as he was thinking, the next group of people had already been nailed to the pyre, and the number of people waiting to be burned was not enough, and the balding old man showed a dissatisfied expression.

Huh? He doesn't find it disgusting, but instead thinks the townspeople are being sloppy?

Li looked at his hands, not sure where this insight came from.

Is this the right flavor?

You'll get used to it.

His memories were a mess, with only a few vague figures, and they were all blurry…

The map flickered in his mind, outlining a scene that excited Li Yue. Li Yue sighed that what should come will come after all.

Li wouldn't say any nonsense like "Let go of that boy." He just watched from afar what the townspeople were doing.

"This taste is not right." The balding old man shook his head and dipped his hand into a wooden barrel.

"I come from afar." Li Yue gave a vague answer.

The balding old man frowned slightly, looked back at the empty pyre, and after a moment of silence, walked to Li's face with the support of the townspeople.

"Where do you come from?" the old man continued to ask.

Now that I'm here, where's my cheat?

"North? Where are you going?" the old man asked again.

Looking at these eleven points, Gu Han felt that they were like some kind of mark, more like a mission, and at the same time, he was very sure that he should complete them…

"The Wendy family has a map, but now that she's burned to death, she doesn't need it anymore." The thin woman next to the old man answered subconsciously.

Judging from their tattered clothes and the hoes in their hands, they looked like the lower-class people of the Middle Ages, running to the square to watch the excitement.

"Cough cough…" The old man coughed a few times, interrupting the thin woman's speech, and the thin woman hurriedly closed her mouth.

Overall, he felt awkward, but he could walk and stand, and Li didn't ask for more.

Li even felt empty in his heart.

Even if he didn't know why.

Li was looking forward to the cheat that came standard with transmigration, but after checking for a long time, he didn't find any very obvious hints, so he gave up for the time being, and also breathed a sigh of relief—at least it wasn't a big crisis as soon as he transmigrated, so he could get familiar with the environment.

When the iron frame was broken free, the strong man even nailed the man's limbs to the pyre with sharpened wooden nails.

The people in the town square were grabbing several men and pushing them onto the pyre, and many people were watching.

Everything other than the three colors of blue, scarlet, and white was forgotten. Even if Gu Han tried harder, he couldn't remember anything.