On the small island, just as Su Yu was thinking about how to pull out these "chess players" hiding in the dark one by one, his eyes turned to the deep sea in the southeast without warning.
A slight fluctuation flashed across those calm eyes.
The next moment.
"Thunder Asura Instant Void."
Su Yu's figure disappeared on the spot without a trace of energy, as if it had been directly wiped out by this space.
Less than a breath.
He reappeared on the same spot, and under his feet was still the rock that had been eroded by the sea wind for thousands of years.
However, there was an additional figure beside him.
It was a prawn that was two meters tall, covered with a green carapace, but shaking like leaves falling in the wind.
The shrimp demon with the Earth Realm cultivation, Xia Huang, feels like his demon soul is about to be scared out of his body at this moment.
He was just ordered to patrol the nearby sea area. Sensing the blood energy dissipating here, he couldn't help but rise out of curiosity, and carefully found a trace of spiritual consciousness on the bottom of the water a thousand meters below.
Just a trace.
Then, and then there is no more.
An irresistible thunderous will directly locked his soul, and the world in front of him was spinning. When he came back to his senses, he had been captured alive on this isolated island that made him feel instinctive fear.
And in front of him was a harmless-looking human in black.
"Sir... please spare my life!"
Xia Huang's huge body fell to his knees with a "pop" sound, and the carapace collided with the rocks, making a dull sound. There was a cry in his voice, "The little demon is just passing by, no offense intended, please spare the life of little Yao One!"
Su Yu ignored his plea for mercy.
He didn't even look at him.
Those deep eyes seemed to be looking at deeper things through this shrimp demon.
He just raised his hand and extended a finger.
On the fingertips, a faint purple-black thunder light that seemed to be extinguished at any time beat slowly.
The moment he saw that ray of lightning, Xia Huang's cry for mercy stopped abruptly.
An extreme fear originating from the origin of his soul, being targeted by natural enemies, and about to be completely judged and wiped out, overwhelmed all his thoughts.
He wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't even control the sound from his throat.
Su Yu's finger gently touched the shrimp demon's eyebrows.
No screams, no struggles.
Xia Huang's body stiffened suddenly, and his eyes instantly lost all their energy, becoming empty and dazed.
"Divine Prison Soul Suppression Canon", soul search.
Countless chaotic pictures and information, like a torrent bursting from a dam, poured into Su Yu's sea of consciousness.
Northern Nether Sea The order of the second prince Jiao Hua.
An unprecedented "grand funeral".
Huge sea ships are salvaging and collecting the corpses of tens of thousands of Flood Dragon Race and Kraken in various battlefields of the Northern Nether Sea.
Eventually, all the corpses will be transported to a coordinate, the sea area outside Sea Suppression City.
The next moment, Su Yu's figure disappeared from the reef, like a drop of ink falling into the sea, Soundless was breathless.
He did not return to the Demon Suppression Bureau, nor did he go to the capital.
The chessboard about the Blood Baleful Intent Hall, Demon God Cult and Northern Nether Sea, which was stripped from the soul of Wuyin, has been clearly laid out in his mind.
A "big funeral".
Su Yu It is very clear that it is not a funeral, but a gluttonous feast.
"He is the hungriest glutton."
All he needs to do is wait patiently for the banquet to begin.
Three days later.
Sea Suppression City.
The salty sea breeze that once filled the air was replaced by a stronger, more nauseating smell.
Corpse odor.
The corpse odor was so strong that it seemed to have solidified into substance, mixed with the fishy sweetness of the decayed demon blood. It was like an invisible wave, beating against the dilapidated city walls and seeping into every street and every corner.
On the city wall, the faces of the surviving soldiers were sallow, and many of them covered their mouths, holding back the turmoil in their stomachs.
The stench not only stimulates the sense of smell, but also seems to carry some kind of spiritual pollution, making people feel irritable, desperate, and have the urge to destroy everything.
"Your Highness, the scout is back!"
A school captain rushed up to the tower and knelt on one knee in front of Ying Zhen, his voice hoarse.
Ying Zhen's face was equally ugly. He had hardly slept in the past few days. The grace that originally belonged to the prince had long been replaced by fatigue and dignity.
"Say."
"Your Highness! Thirty miles outside the city, the 'Blackwater River' that enters the sea has been blocked!" The captain's voice was trembling uncontrollably, "Northern Nether Sea, Northern Nether Sea threw tens of thousands of water monster corpses into the river!"
"The whole river is now a river of corpses!"
As soon as these words came out, all the soldiers around him took a deep breath.
General Gu leaned on a spear and forcibly supported his badly injured body. He walked to the city wall and looked at the area shrouded in gray mist in the distance. His voice was dry. "What are they doing? Are they using corpses to disgust us? This is meaningless!"
Ying Zhen's fists were clenched tightly.
He doesn't understand.
If the war goes so far and the corpses are piled up, what is the use except spreading plague and shaking the morale of the army?
Northern Nether Sea is crazy?
"No, something's wrong!"
A soldier in charge of the lookout suddenly let out a terrified scream. He pointed into the distance and his voice changed, "Your Highness, look! That river!"
Everyone looked at it immediately.
On the distant horizon, above the Blackwater River that was clogged with corpses, black and gray Yao Qi visible to the naked eye, mixed with hatred and death, were rising into the sky.
The resentment and unwillingness of tens of thousands of demons before their death were triggered by some unknown force at this moment, and converged into a huge pillar of air that penetrated the heaven and earth.
Over Sea Suppression City, the originally clear sky turned gloomy at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Woo--
The sound of the wind has changed.
It is no longer the roar of the sea breeze, but like countless ghosts whimpering and roaring in the ears.
The temperature on the city wall dropped suddenly.
"Your Highness, that corpse gas is poisonous!" A military doctor rushed over, his face full of anxiety, "Hundreds of brothers have already vomited and fainted! If this continues, we will collapse first without the demons attacking the city!"
Ying Zhen's heart sank to the bottom little by little.
He looked at the soldiers with painful expressions on their faces below the city, and then at the ominous Yao Qi air column in the distance, and a deep sense of powerlessness came to his heart.
He could order the city gates to be closed, but this all-pervasive poisonous corpse energy could not be stopped at all.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
Boom!
There was a dull loud noise in the distance from the direction of the Blackwater River.
The Yao Qi air column soaring into the sky shook suddenly, and then exploded, turning into a bloody sky covering dozens of miles in radius.
Immediately afterwards, the piles of tens of thousands of monster corpses exploded as if under some kind of command.
Dark green, dark gold, and jet black demon blood spurted out from the exploding corpses.
They gathered into streams, and then the streams gathered into rivers. Along the already planned trajectory, on the vast land, a strange array was outlined that was so huge that it made people feel numb.
The center of the array is exactly that Blackwater River!