The slaughterhouse opens! Worldwide express delivery, farming crits until your hands go numb!
What is that?
That's a miracle!
That is their new emperor, announcing to the world that his will is not a negotiation, but... a rule of heaven!
"Kill!"
"No, it's arrest!"
"Capture them alive! Brothers, they have all been tied up Laozi!"
"That's Seventh-Order Demon King! He's a Marquis!!"
"Don't worry about the monsters. Let's get rid of the bandits' den on the hill next door first! They are also gangsters! They are also valuable!"
An unprecedented round-up sweeping the entire dynasty has begun!
On the ruins of the imperial city, Lin Feng slowly retracted his sword finger.
The effect of establishing authority with a sword strike in the air has been achieved.
"The next step is to build a slaughterhouse."
Lin Feng's eyes fell on the center of the ruins of the imperial city, where Golden Throne Hall originally stood.
"Fugui."
"The little one is here!"
"You are Ninth Order now, you must be quite strong, right?"
"Hey, Your Majesty, I feel like I can smash a mountain with one paw right now!"
Huang Fugui proudly showed off its sharp claws that shone with cold light.
"Very good."
Lin Feng nodded and pointed to the ruins.
"I want to build a platform here."
"A...Demon-Slaying Platform!"
"You, go and work as a coolie for me, and pile up all the scraps within ten miles for me!"
"Ah?!"
Huang Fugui's face suddenly froze with pride.
It's majestic Ninth-Order Demon Emperor, freshly baked and hot. Shouldn't it be used to suppress all parties and show off its power?
How come...
Become a construction worker?
Huang Fugui did not hesitate, and instantly a golden stream of light rushed into the ruins.
Boom!
The next moment, the entire ruins of the capital began to shake.
I saw that Ninth Order weasel, showing a terrifying power that matched its cultivation. With a sweep of its huge tail, the ruins of a palace were swept away; with a dig of its two paws, a 10,000-ton boulder was blown away!
It is like the most efficient bulldozer, "constructing" crazily in the ruins.
And Lin Feng is suspended in mid-air.
He made a seal with his hands and muttered something in his mouth.
"The destiny of the country is the foundation, and the dragon's energy is the guide!"
"Use my martial arts will to smelt all things!"
"Demon-Slaying Platform, up!"
Boom!
He pressed Imperial Heirloom Jade Seal downwards hard!
The National Fortune Golden Dragon roared out and rushed into the clearing cleared by Huang Fugui.
Immediately afterwards, the countless broken bricks, broken tiles, steel beams and wood brought by Huang Fugui, under the crushing of National Fortune Golden Dragon and the smelting of Lin Feng's martial arts will, began to melt and reorganize at a speed visible to the naked eye!
A high platform covering an area of ten miles, completely dark, and exuding a murderous intent, rose from the ground!
On the high platform, there are countless demon-suppressing runes engraved on it. In the center, there is a huge one made of blood...
The word "kill"!
Demon-Slaying Platform, done!
Lin Feng slowly landed on the high platform, holding Killing Blade.
"Fugui, go and capture all the remnants of the rebels who are still alive in the ruins of the capital."
"Yes! Your Majesty!"
Huang Fugui took the order and left. After a while, he carried a dozen rebel prisoners who were so scared that they were peeing and had their hands and feet broken, and threw them onto the high platform.
"Your Majesty, please spare your life! My Emperor, please spare your life!"
"We were also forced by Wei Zheng!"
Lin Feng has an expressionless face.
He stepped forward, raised his hand, and dropped his knife.
Poof!
A human head rose into the sky.
In Lin Feng's mind, the long-lost, crisp sound finally sounded!
[Ding! Successfully killed the Martial Grandmaster rebel!]
[Crit Multiplier increased to 25210 times! Obtained Crit Points 10000000 points!]
Lin Feng's eyes flashed with a glimmer of satisfaction.
Although mosquito legs have less meat,... this is just the beginning!
He looked at the kneeling survivors under the high platform, and then looked at the horizon in the distance.
He knew that it wouldn't be long before the first batch of sacrifices from around the capital would be on their way.
"Fugui."
"The little one is here!"
"From today on, you are Manager of Demon-Slaying Platform."
"Responsible for, receiving, inspecting, and... lining up."
Lin Feng stands with a knife, like a Shura emperor who controls life and death.
"My slaughterhouse is open."
Martial Peace Dynasty, first year, first month.
The world is crazy.
If Emperor Xia's rule was like a pressure cooker, and Wei Zheng's rebellion was like overturning the table, then Lin Feng's ascension to the throne was like blowing up the kitchen.
A "Edict for Presenting Captives", like the most violent catalyst, injected into this land that had just experienced the Gods and Devils war, and people were in panic.
The effect is surprisingly good.
So good that it explodes!
Why?
Because Lin Feng gave too much!
In the old dynasty, if you fought tooth and nail to kill a demon, all you would get was a verbal commendation from your boss and a few taels of silver.
But in the new dynasty, as long as you tie that thing firmly and deliver it to the capital alive, the reward will start at ten times!
Catch Seventh-Order Demon King?
Immediately make him a marquis!
Also teaches "Martial Canon"!
That's the Emperor Wu'an of today, the Upper World demon who killed Upper World with one sword, and Lin Feng who wiped out tens of thousands of rebels with one sword, the technique he personally taught!
What is this concept?
This is like playing a game and just leaving the novice village, the GM suddenly pops up and says that he will give you a set of full-level magic equipment and recognize you as a relative!
As a result, the entire Martial Peace Dynasty fell into an unprecedented nationwide "carnival of arrests."
Azure Prefecture.
"Bind Laozi tight! Keep your mouths shut! This pig demon belongs to Third Order. Who dares to let it die? Laozi will skin him!"
A Demon Suppression Division captain shouted.
Cloud Prefecture.
"Brother! Stop cutting! Catch the alive ones! The alive ones!"
"Junior brother, hold down its tail! Damn it, how can this pangolin be so strong! Quickly, put away your special Torrential Rain Pear Blossom, don't let it go off and smash it into a sieve! This is Fifth Order, it has been awarded a title!"
Southern Frontier.
"Report to the general! There are three thousand remnants of the previous dynasty, and we have blocked them all in the valley!"
"Okay! Pass my general's order and let off the smoke! Tendon-Softening Powder! No one can be killed! This is all military merit! It's money! It's "Martial Canon"!"
For a time, the entire dynasty's style became extremely weird.
In the past, those Demon Slayer Envoy and generals who shouted to fight and killed and were known as "Mighty Heavenly Dragon" when they met have all changed their gender.
They each have a copy of "Guide to Capturing Demons Alive", and when they meet and communicate, it is no longer "how many did you kill today" but "how many did you capture today".
In the arsenal, with the sword in its sheath, what is the best seller?
It's a chain, it's a cage, it's an anesthetic, it's a sap.
As the end point of this carnival, the "Demon-Slaying Platform" rising from the ground above the ruins of the capital has become the most sacred and terrifying "holy place" in this world.
Demon-Slaying Platform, smelted by Lin Feng with National Fortune Dragon Qi and martial arts will, is indestructible.
Under the high platform is a newly built giant "prison" that stretches for dozens of miles.
On the high platform is the new internal affairs officer Manager Huang Fugui, and the surviving group of eunuchs under his command.
At this moment, Huang Fugui is sitting on a Taishi chair with Second Son's legs crossed.
He did not change back to his yellow skin, but maintained the appearance of the young man with sinister eyebrows and mustache.
There is no other reason. His Majesty said that it is too inconvenient to register and register in the form of yellow leather. I don't have paws to hold a pen.
"Next!"
Huang Fugui held a grass root in his mouth and shouted impatiently.
A group of dusty soldiers, escorting a huge prison van, stopped with a clang below the stage.
"Secluded Prefecture, Northern Pacification Army, the third battalion!"
The leading general was filled with excitement and stepped forward to hand over the document. "Sir Manager! I am waiting for His Majesty Edict for Presenting Captives to spend half a month and travel three thousand miles to successfully capture Eighth Order peak demon and Earthshaking Bear King alive! Please accept it from Manager!"
Huang Fugui stood up with a swish, ran to the prison van, and circled twice around the giant bear that had been beaten up with a bruised nose and face, and was tied up like a rice dumpling.
"Hmm... He has a calm breath, a strong physique, no missing arms or legs, and his internal organs are intact."
He nodded with satisfaction, took out a big red seal, and stamped it on the document.
"Acceptance passed!"
"Someone's coming!"
Huang Fugui shouted in a high voice, "Reward! Secluded Prefecture Northern Pacification Army The third battalion, one hundred thousand taels of gold! All the non-commissioned officers in the battalion will be promoted to the third level! The leading general Li Hu will seal Marquis of Loyalty and Valor immediately! I will give you a copy of the first volume of "Martial Canon"!"