Chapter 184: Crazy Spirit The huge demon centurion fell down wailing, and Chu Yi, covered in blood, crawled out from the pile of broken limbs and flesh. With a wave of true Qi, he instantly shook off all the impurities on the protective true 's not that he doesn't care about his image, it's just that there are too many of these terrifying demons, constantly crawling out of the dungeons, there are at least one or two thousand of them. Moreover, they were all quite big, the small ones were as big as calves, and the big ones were almost adult rhinos. They rushed towards me like sharks smelling blood. It can only be said that the fighting desire of the Blood God's followers is indeed far beyond that of ordinary creatures. If other armies were to deal with them, their morale would probably collapse in a short while. "Master, including this centurion, we have collected enough tickets to enter the Brass Fortress!" Pierre used all his strength and pulled off the frog-like head of the Demon Thousand Captain with great effort, and presented it in front of Chu Yi like a treasure. There were already four heads hanging on his body, all of which were heads with spines connected, wrapped around his neck three times. If you didn't know, you would think he was the reincarnation of Nezha. In the eyes of ordinary people, the attire of this cannibal is naturally scary and weird. But in the Sin Realm, especially in the Blood God Desert, Pierre must be the most handsome boy among the blood-thirsty demons at this moment. No other bloodthirsty demon could be as stylish as him. He had four centurion heads, and now he had one more thousand-man head. Even General Kokot would have to kneel down respectfully and kiss his big toe when he saw him like this! When he thought of that scene, Pierre couldn't help but smile obscenely. "You look uglier when you smile than when you don't."
Chu Yi complained, and then asked: "Where is the Brass Fortress? Show me the way." "Master, what do you think that is?" Pierre hung the head of the Terror Thousand Captain around his waist, then raised his hand and pointed to the distant sky. Chu Yi was busy killing the terror demons and didn't notice it until Pierre reminded him that there was a building like the Tower of Babel in the distant sky. "That's the Brass Fortress. It has eight floors in total, is 888 meters high, has eight entrances and eight exits, and is the tallest building in the entire Sin Domain!" When Pierre introduced it, his face was full of admiration, as if he was very much looking forward to this Brass Fortress. Chu Yi asked in confusion: "Why so many eights? Does it have any special meaning?" Pierre explained: "8 is the sacred number of the Blood God. There are eight great demons under the Blood God's skull, in charge of eight armies. A holy sacrifice is held every eight days, and the number of sacrifices must be a multiple of eight." "So that's how it is." Chu Yi nodded slightly, then turned over again and rode on the little white dragon, reached out and picked up Pierre and started on his way. Unlike the Blood God Tree that had tortured him for a day and two nights, the Brass Fortress did not look very far away, and in fact it was not too far away. It only took about half an hour to get there. Before in the desert, the distribution of Blood God believers was relatively scattered, and it often took him more than half an hour to find the next stronghold after clearing one stronghold. But the area around the Brass Fortress is full of Blood God followers of various races. They have opened markets here, selling various weapons, food, and slaves. Chu Yi used the system to scan it briefly and found that in this huge market, whether it was the vendors or the customers, their strength was not bad, and the weakest was at level 50. This was just the periphery, there were probably more experts inside. He could even vaguely feel that there were several auras sizing him up from places he couldn't see. So don’t start killing directly. Your current task is to develop slowly. After you develop, come here to harvest all these walking attribute points! After making up his mind, Chu Yi looked down at his purse, which contained hundreds of red coins with denominations ranging from 1 to 10. These are coins condensed from the essence of blood. They can be absorbed to increase strength, and can also be used as currency when walking in the Blood God Desert. The previous Blood God Pearls and this thing are actually the same thing, but the energy density of the Blood God Coin is much higher than that of the Blood God Pearls. A Blood God Coin with a face value of 1 can be equivalent to about ten Blood God Pearls. Chu Yi currently has about 300 Blood God Coins. If he eats all of them, his attributes will only increase by more than 100, which is not enough to quench his thirst, so he plans to stay and see if he can buy some good things in the market. What's sold on the outskirts of the market are all ordinary things, either sledgehammers, axes, or two-handed swords. They emphasize violence and are the kind that will cause blood to flow if you touch them.
The Blood God's followers seemed to love using this kind of heavy weapons. In the five strongholds he had previously wiped out, they basically used these weapons. However, although they look quite intimidating, they are just ordinary weapons and cannot compare with magical weapons like the golden cudgel, so Chu Yi didn't even look at them and walked straight into the depths. Once inside the market, the number of goods was less, but the weapons were replaced by various medicines. According to Pierre, most of the Blood God's followers do not like to practice magic. Except for a very small number of people who can use violent magma magic, other followers only like and can only engage in hand-to-hand combat. But I have to admit that magic is really useful sometimes. Therefore, these brave and careful traveling merchants would often go to the Abyss of Demonic Wisdom to find those blue-skinned mages to buy various potions. These potions usually do not cause direct harm, but instead increase physical strength, recovery, defense, and the like. With the help of these magic potions, the Blood God warriors can always perform bravely in battle, and even defeat opponents who are far stronger than themselves, and receive applause and cheers from other believers. Chu Yi laughed out loud after hearing this. Isn't this just like an athlete taking stimulants before a game? He thought that the Blood God's followers were all upright and reckless men, but he didn't expect that they would like to do such things secretly. "Master, you are wrong. The warriors of Blood Slaughter never refuse to make their bodies stronger in any way. Any method that can help us kill the enemy is a good idea." Pierre chuckled when he said this: "Of course, this new idea is not accepted by all Blood Slaughter believers. Those stubborn conservatives believe that anything that has anything to do with magic should be executed, and they disdain to rely on others to develop and strengthen themselves. This kind of fundamentalist blood-slaughterism has always been the mainstream, but at least the reformists have relied on their own strength to stand firm for their arguments. After all, this world has always been about strength. Whether magic is useful or not, only those who have used it know it themselves. " "I agree with that." Chu Yi nodded gently, "It doesn't matter if he is a black executioner or a white executioner, as long as he can chop off the enemy's head, he is a good executioner!" Pierre said excitedly, "Master, your words are so profound. I have never heard such a wise summary!" Chu Yi smiled with great enjoyment, said nothing, and continued walking forward. Although magic potions can improve strength, they are basically temporary improvements and are of little use to him. If the market is full of these things, then to be honest, Chu Yi would be really disappointed, as he thought he could get some good stuff. "Don't miss it if you pass by, this is a newly arrived lustful slave, she's still a virgin!" The shouting of a vendor suddenly attracted Chu Yi's attention, and he walked over curiously. There were several cages in front of the vendor, filled with a group of purple humanoid creatures. Compared with those races that believe in the Blood God, these purple-skinned people in front of them are obviously more like humans. Apart from the tail behind their buttocks and their long, pointed ears, they are not much different from humans. They are also very beautiful, each one is as delicate as Lin Daiyu, except that their chests are a little flat, but other than that, they are all top-notch. "Dear guest, would you like to buy one? These are lustful elves who have just reached adulthood. They are proficient in tens of thousands of ecstasy techniques and their bodies are definitely strong enough. They will definitely bring you an extraordinary experience!" The slave vendor was a hunchbacked old man, a bloodthirsty demon like Pierre, and his smile was even more obscene than Pierre's. Although no one knows how he captured these lustful elves, it is certain that it was definitely not by his own ability. These lustful elves are all quite powerful, all of them are level 50. And there is another one hidden in the innermost part. Chu Yi couldn't even use the system to detect his strength clearly. It is estimated that he has some special equipment on him. Facing Chu Yi, the seller, these beautiful and lustful elves were not nervous at all. Instead, they hugged their chests as if to buy it if they had the ability. I don't know why they were so arrogant.
At this time, Pierre tugged at Chu Yi's trouser leg: "Master, these lustful elves are the nobles among the lustful believers. Although they are indeed useful, they are also very dangerous!" "What do you mean?" Chu Yi showed a curious look. Pierre said with a frightened look on his face: “Each of them has mastered the technique of squeezing out desires. With just a slight touch, a strong will can fall instantly and be immersed in endless happiness. Once you can no longer resist their erosion, you will soon become their slave, begging them to give you pleasure again. If you cannot obtain it, you will suffer more than being tortured ten thousand times, and these lustful elves will only laugh at your misery." "I didn't expect that you, a blood-thirsty demon, are quite knowledgeable." A lustful elf suddenly spoke, and the voice was surprisingly a male's, which scared Chu Yi so much that he jumped back a big step. "Damn, a man!" Chu Yi's eyes widened. Pierre nodded quickly. "That's right, Master. The Lustful Elves are the most beautiful race in the Sin Domain. Each of them has an extremely beautiful and androgynous appearance. It is difficult to tell their gender until they speak or strip off their clothes." "Even if we're stripped naked, it's not that easy to tell. We have plenty of ways to hide." The Crazy Spirit smiled gently, then pressed its body against the cage, and said to Chu Yi in a charming manner: "How about it, young Blood Slaughter Puppet, do you want to taste the taste of crazy desire? I can guarantee that it will only take ten seconds to make you unforgettable. If you don't believe me, we can check the goods here first." "So what's the price?" he asked calmly. "Help me and my companions get out of this damn place, and together we can send you to the peak of pleasure." The lustful elves are indeed as Pierre said, regardless of gender, they are all natural beauties, the tone of their voices is the same as their moans, and it makes people feel itchy inside. But when he thought that they were all men, Chu Yi remembered his friend who had just regained his true gender! Then his anus tightened instantly. Although the old saying goes that three flat ones are not as good as one round one, he totally cannot accept this style. "Sorry, I don't like men. You should find another buyer to do you this favor." Chu Yi took another step back, seeming to be ambushed by the lustful elf. The intention of his action was too obvious. His hand had already reached the edge of the cage, and his target was probably his crotch. If I really get caught, it will be a huge joke. "What a useless piece of shit. I never thought there would be a eunuch among the Blood God's followers." The lustful elf sneered and shrank back, mocking Chu Yi mercilessly. "I really have no desire to ride the bus." Chu Yi also counterattacked directly. However, the concept of bus is relatively unfamiliar to the Crazy Elves, and they don't understand what it means. Pierre also looked at Chu Yi curiously: "Master, what is a bus?" Chu Yi laughed: "That's a kind of transportation in my hometown. The biggest feature is that anyone can get on it." "So that's what it is. That's a pretty good description of a lustful believer, but we usually use the word toilet to describe them." After Pierre finished saying this, several lustful elves immediately started cursing at him. Their tongues became as long as snakes and almost stretched out of the cage to tie up Pierre's neck. He was so scared that he rolled and crawled to hide behind Chu Yi.
"Alright, there's nothing much to say to these prisoners. If you ask me, this kind of product with hidden dangers is not worth selling at all. It would be better to just chop it up and make Blood God Coins." Chu Yi shook his head, turned around and left. After taking two steps, he suddenly felt a little emotional. He had unknowingly become so indifferent to humanoid creatures that he could even say something like chopping them up and making them into Blood God Coins without any emotion. Isn't that no different from the inventor of a certain super degreasing soap? But when he thought that these were not humans but just monsters that looked like humans, Chu Yi suddenly felt a lot more at ease. At least he is not anti-human. As for whether there is a crime against humanity in the Sin Domain, Chu Yi thinks there is a high probability that there is not. After all, Pierre said that turning others into Blood God Coins is the most merciful and satisfying way of execution. In the realm of sin, death is never the end. Endless torture is the main theme here. If the followers of the evil god really hate someone, they will never kill him/her so easily. They have plenty of ways to torture their enemies to death. Even if the body is broken, the soul can still continue to be tortured. So in the words of Peel: Master, you are such a kind person. Chu Yi felt a little embarrassed after hearing such words. Is he really that kind? (End of this chapter)