"Isn't this wrong? This is wrong..." Dean Zui Mo kept repeating this sentence.
Xiaoyu and others looked at his expression and couldn't help but raise their hearts, "Dean, is something bad going to happen?"
But why does the dean have a crazy smile on his face?
Dean Zui Mo had no time to explain to them.
He just raised his voice again and said, "Everyone who can move, come over here!"
He no longer babbled and scolded Yin Nian, his usually slightly stooped back straightened up, and his feet seemed to be stuck in front of the door of Yin Nian's secret room, refusing to budge even an inch.
"Listen, from now on, don't talk about magic elements!"
"Under our underground palace, not even a flying mosquito can come out, do you understand?"
Although everyone in the demon race did not understand what happened, the desperate life of being expelled and misunderstood for many years has made this race tightly twisted into one rope. At this moment, they all responded: "Yes!"
When Yin Nu arrived in a hurry, Dean Zui Mo had already led his people to surround the entire underground palace.
With several bang-dong sounds, the secret helmets used to block the fluctuations of demonic elements in countless warehouses continued to tightly block all the passageways.
"Dean? Are you going to empty the entire warehouse?" Yin Nu covered her mouth in surprise.
I still remember that the stubborn dean once pointed to the secret helmets in the warehouse and kept saying: "Handle them with care! These are enough for us to use for five hundred years!"
But now...what is he doing?
Within the alliance area.
There was a lot of crying.
The girl, who must be seven or eight years old, looks as thin as a four-year-old girl.
They were pressed firmly to the ground, and so was their mother.
The knife was placed on the thin shoulders of these children.
"How is it?" The guards had smiles on their faces that were determined to win, "Are you still holding your damn necks high to look at us now?"
As they spoke, they smashed the head of the demon tribesman on the ground, "Why don't I bury my head under it!"
"Father, mother." The demon child cried and wanted to rush towards them, but the next moment someone stepped on his back severely.
"Tsk, your farts are louder, the noise of the brat makes my ears hurt." They rubbed and stepped on their chests with their toes with disgust on their faces, and said with a smile, "If you grow up a little bit and cry softly, maybe we can
It really hurts you, now... shut up, or I will pull out your tongue."
"My skinny breasts are so dented that it's uncomfortable to step on."
They regard the demons as domestic animals, and now they have received orders from the domain lords to teach these hard-nosed people a lesson and use them for their own use, and they will not be soft-hearted.
He patted the cheeks of those demon warriors and said, "Hey, you sinners who have brought disaster, now I give you a chance to redeem yourself and make meritorious deeds. After you recover from your injuries in this medicine pool, we will take you to the entrance of the passage."
"
"As soon as you get out, I will kill anyone you see. Do you understand? That is your only way to survive."
"Don't even think about escaping." They stepped on the young child under their feet and said with a smile, "Just think about it, your wives and children are still with us."
"When we finish our work here and come back, if anyone doesn't come back, we will send your wives and children to stay with you. Do you understand?"
The demon's eyes were scarlet and he remained silent for a long time.
"Damn it!" The guards slapped them hard on the face, "You are so shameless that you are mute?"
They quickly rolled up their sleeves and planned to wake up these cheap guys.
The demons lowered their heads, as if they felt their discomfort. Even the children who were trampled under their feet stopped crying. They closed their mouths tightly, but they didn't want their parents to say anything.
The look of being beaten is even more heartbreaking.
Many of these children have never even seen the outside world.
More and more demons are being tortured to death by the Alliance, but they have no intention of stopping exploring the secrets of the demons.
Therefore, people from the demon clan need to keep giving birth to children, and those who are unwilling to obey orders will be given drugs. There is always a way to produce children.
These children were used to threaten and control the demon warriors not once or twice.
Despair is an underground palace that will never see the light of day, and now they have a silence that is difficult to refute.
The guard captain crossed his legs, admiring the 'beautiful' scenes of the abuse of a once powerful race that he could see every day. He also held a piece of delicate pastry in his hand, and while appreciating their despair, he put the pastry into his mouth.
Send it here.
But the next moment, his hand seemed to be unstable, and the pastry fell to the ground.
"Trouble." He frowned and bent down.
But when his fingers touched the ground, his eyes were filled with... demonic elements?!
"What!" He suddenly jumped up, "What the hell! Hey! What do you do for food? I'm not asking you to control these bitches and not mess around with the magic energy..."
His voice gradually faded away.
The expression on his raised face gradually became extremely dull.
He thought it was those cheap guys who disobeyed orders and used the magic elements when they shouldn't, but those people didn't move. They even looked around with dull faces.
As far as the eye can see, the demonic elements are as vast as the stars.
Densely packed.
Just like the countless duckweeds on the lake, they can swallow up even the endless water surface.
And it was their group of people who were being devoured at this moment.
"How could it be?" The pastry of the guard chief was squeezed into a puddle of mud by countless demonic elements.
The round magic elements were glowing slightly at the moment.
It seemed as if he was about to crawl through their seven orifices in the next moment.
Such a huge amount of demon elements reminds people of the ancient times, when the demon clan was at its peak, and even the spiritual and mental powers were once suppressed and it was difficult to compete with it.
"Sir!" The captain of the guard suddenly came to his senses. He rolled and crawled out and ran out, "Lord Lord, there is an underground palace! There is one in the underground palace!"
But after going out, his throat was blocked again.
Not just an underground palace.
The outside is also densely packed with demonic elements.
Not just the alliance's major regions, but every major region, every place, even places where the sun has not yet reached.
These demonic elements changed from their previous violent appearance. They were connected one by one, gradually condensing from a circle the size of a fingernail to a circle the size of a human head.
Peace, gentleness, joy.
Without touching them, everyone can feel the joy coming from them.
The big-headed demon element stretched out two light fists.
It condensed into two palms again.
The Alliance Territory Lords broke out in cold sweat, wondering why this change occurred.
Someone's mind was spinning quickly and he immediately said: "Not only the demons in our hands, there must be living demons outside. Is it caused by those wandering demons?"
"Everyone, pay attention to these demon elements. There must be some wandering demons who want to advance. Let's see which direction the demon elements attack! We will just kill all the demons in one fell swoop. Hahahaha."
"They're moving!"
Everyone was in high spirits.
But the magic element is moving.
But it was not as they thought, no matter which direction they went, there was not even any wave of demons coming out. Demonic elements have always existed in all realms, but they usually would not show up like they did today.
Their two small hands seemed to be controlled by the same person, and they slapped hard towards the middle.
Snapped!
Snap!
The strange rhythm carries the singing of heaven and earth and resounds throughout the world.