Journey to another world starting from slime

Absorbing a person's energy and blood, those demon cultists became stronger and more aggressive, and rushed directly towards the next defender.

If the swords of the defenders did not cut off their heads or pierce their hearts in the first place, they would hardly cause them much harm.

And once they absorbed the energy and blood, their bodies would become stronger in a short period of time, and their injuries would recover, so that they had already begun to tear the defenders apart, bathing themselves in blood.

This is the demon!

Demons that cannot be called human beings!

massacre!

It was a one-sided massacre!

The commander of the defenders watched with his own eyes his soldiers being sucked alive into mummies, or being brutally torn to pieces, or dying in pain under the cruel evil magic.

His eyes were tearing apart, but there was nothing he could do.

This world is too cruel.

Without power, everything is out of the question.

Even if at this moment they want to protect their family and homeland too much, but their thoughts can't be turned into reality at all, they can only be torn apart...

The garrison commander saw it, the kid who asked him if he could win.

At this moment, his heart had been pierced by a blood-stained sharp claw, and the demon cultivator in front of him smiled so ferociously.

However, the young man still tremblingly raised the sword in his hand, with the power he never knew where, while the demon cultist was still laughing wildly, a sword pierced through his chin and passed out from the top of his head.

The two fell down together. Before dying, the young soldier looked at the commander of the defenders who was still struggling against the black mist.

That smile is so tragic.

At this moment, the defender's commander's heart was almost broken.

This is a child, not much older than his son, but he killed an eighth-level demon cultist with a mere sixth-level cultivation!

Even if the demon cultist paid the price for his arrogance, the result is real.

If he can survive, he will definitely be a brave warrior in the future, right?

The commander of the defenders thought so, but he knew that it was impossible...

With the last slash, the commander of the defenders retreated, but one of his left arms had been turned into a dry bone, hanging down weakly, and his face was as pale as paper.

He had tried his best, but in the end, he only stabbed the demon cultist a few times, but the demon cultist absorbed a lot of his blood and vitality, and not only recovered from his injuries, but even became stronger...

It's gone...

He held the sword in one hand, and his body was staggering.

He slammed the blade into the ground, supporting his body, unwilling to fall down.

glance right and left.

The city guards and hunters are all wiped out...

None of them retreated, none of them deserted.

Because he is the father, husband, or child of the residents of the hunting city, they have to protect their families.

But now, they have fallen.

Five thousand city guards, one thousand hunter regiments, all wiped out!

Now only myself is left!

As for the demon cultists, less than three hundred died in battle...

How to do?

What else can I do!

Desperation was growing, and the commander of the defenders raised his head, looking at the sky that had become gloomy at some point, with a sad smile on his face.

He prayed more than once for the Holy See Army to come to support him, but as soldiers fell one by one, now he was completely desperate.

When he falls, what will happen to the people behind him?

burn!kill!grab!Sweep!

Beast Hunting City will no longer exist!

Tears rolled down his cheeks at the thought of the tragedy to come.

Maybe now... it's time to be enchanted.

He could already feel it, the whisper of the demon.

Come...give your soul...give you the power you want...

He looked at the sun that was gradually being engulfed by the cloud, opened his mouth, but couldn't make any sound.

Because he knew that once he became a demon, there would be no room for redemption, and he would not even have the chance to be reincarnated.

If not, his family, their family...

What can be done?

The only thing that can be saved now... is probably only the devil...

Looking at the demon cultist who was rushing towards him with wild laughter, he exhaled slowly: "I... Bong..."

However, before the last "offering" could be exited, a dark portal suddenly opened in front of him.

He stared wide-eyed, staring blankly at the troops stepping out of the dark portal.

They were clad in black armor, and the power of darkness on their bodies was extremely turbulent, entangled together, and the black energy shot straight into the sky!

Looking at the teaching emblem on their armor, he murmured subconsciously.

"Dark Demon..."

Yes, the Dark Demon Cult, the army of only 300 people in front of you is the Dark Demon Cult's army!

A man in dark purple armor walked out of them.

He glanced at the scarred commander of the defenders behind him, and then pointed his cold eyes at the demon cultists.

The terrifying power swept over, and the rushing demon cultists slammed to the brakes, looking at the black army in horror.

"Dark...Dark Demon Cult?!"

They didn't know why the Dark Demon Church appeared here, but they knew that it was going to be bad...

The next moment, the man in the dark purple armor raised the black sword in his hand and pointed it at the demon cultist.

His voice was cold, and he paused every word.

"Not a single one."

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Chapter 376

Another massacre.

But this time the one who was massacred was the previously crazy and arrogant demon cultist.

The black mist from their bodies gushed out, enveloping the dark demon soldiers, but the black mist couldn't hurt them at all.

But the black sharp swords in their hands can easily cut through the black mist and pierce the bodies of demon cultists.

The skin is torn apart and cannot be recovered!

This made the demon cultists who were rampant to the extreme feel fear!

More than 700 demon cultists were massacred by only [-] dark demon soldiers!

And several holy demon cultists were tortured and killed by the man in the dark purple armor!

The difference in combat power is too great.

When the dark purple sword light swept out, one arm of the three-star holy demon cultist was directly cut off, and he yelled at the dark purple armor in horror.

"Are you crazy! We all serve darkness!!!"

"Serve the darkness?" The dark purple armor sneered.

"A bug loyal to desire!"

"You guys too?"

"Desecrate the scum of darkness, you will live worse than death!!!"

Accompanied by the last roar, the demon cultist was turned into powder in the storm-like sword light.

Evil cultists, destroy them all!

So far, among the [-] Dark Demon Cultists, no one has been injured or killed!

But it wasn't over yet, the dark purple armor took out an oil lamp emitting a dark green light, and the next moment, countless light spots appeared on the bodies of those dead demon cultists.

That is their soul.

They wanted to flee, but they couldn't resist the suction of the oil lamp, and they were sucked into the lamp one after another. The screams from the lamp could be heard faintly.

Their souls will endure endless torture in the lamp!

The dark purple armor put away the underworld lamp, and then with a wave of his hand, a black portal opened, and three hundred dark demon cultists stepped into it in an orderly manner.

"and many more!"

Just as the dark purple armor was about to step into the portal, the commander of the defenders suddenly spoke.

The dark purple armor turned to look at him with deep meaning in his eyes.

The commander of the defenders gritted his teeth, staggered, and finally took a deep breath and said, "Thank you...thank you!"

He never expected that he would say thank you to the Dark Demon Cultists.

You know, that is the existence that everyone on the mainland shouts and beats...

The dark purple armor looked at him and suddenly laughed.

"I'll give you a month to take care of the affairs of the Beast Hunting City, and I will pick you up when the time comes."

After finishing speaking, he stepped into the portal and disappeared, leaving only a sentence with a smile still echoing.

"Dark Demon Cult, welcome."

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"Keling, how about the collection of divine language?" Zhang Ye asked Keling.

Back at the academy, Zhang Ye resumed his routine again, and he is currently in Keling's research room.

Because the production of a demigod magic device that can shield heaven's secrets must require the support of divine language runes, so Zhang Ye and Ke Ling have already started research on divine language.

But because of the limited research materials, even if he had a systematic translation, he didn't make much progress, so he asked Ke Ling to collect some divine language that could be used for research and deciphering.

Because divine language is a top priority in the field of magic research, just like developing nuclear bombs in an era without nuclear bombs, it is of great significance, so Ke Ling showed great interest in this.

Ke Ling nodded, waved his hand, and a magic book appeared in front of the two of them. When the book was opened, a paragraph of divine language was recorded on each page, and there was also a piece of divine language that could be understood by oneself.

"I contacted various academies and obtained some divine language materials through conventional and unconventional means." Ke Ling said expressionlessly.

Zhang Ye swallowed his saliva.

The routine is easy to understand, it is nothing more than paying enough remuneration or equivalent exchange, but this is unconventional...

No need to think about it, someone has suffered because of this.

Hmm... Right now, in a dark storage room of a magic academy, a magic researcher is being tied up and thrown on the ground, trembling, with a bruised nose and swollen face, and tears in the corners of his eyes...

Just tell me if Keling is efficient or not!

Zhang Ye coughed and nodded, "You did a good job, but try to use conventional and reasonable means in the future."

"Okay." Ke Ling nodded, and Zhang Ye didn't know if she listened.