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Chapter 204 The Devil's Real Body
Baier, who stepped into the cave alone again, walked briskly, choosing a downward path and never turning back.

When rescuing the personnel of the other two teams, Baie had already discovered that there are almost no pure dead ends in the honeycomb-shaped tunnels here, and every passage can lead to the final core location——

The absolute core of this lair.

Is it meaningful to bear the pain of all comrades in arms?

Of course there are.

Baie felt the various fears from different comrades again and again, and also felt the truth revealed later—the fear of that demon!

The lord of fear, the embodiment of fear, is also suffering from the torment of fear itself!
He is afraid of human resistance, and he is afraid that his true intentions will be seen through.

He used the spiritual world of all his comrades-in-arms to try to corrupt his will, and then let them wake up and let them instinctively persuade him to take people away.

He is afraid of confrontation!
He was afraid to expose his weakness!

The devil who plays with fear is just a plaything of fear itself!

A . . . tricky demon who only plays with illusions.

There is no substantive evidence, but Baier believes in his own judgment.

……

When you step out of a certain boundary, everything in front of you suddenly becomes clear.

The hole in the crypt expanded greatly in front of the eyes, and the end of the wide underground hole in the darkness could not be seen at a glance.

I don't know if it is a natural craftsmanship, or the artificial expansion of these refugees after they came here.

But at this moment, a mass of dark heads were all prostrate on the ground, kneeling in a certain direction to worship their "spirits".

Those refugees didn't die...

Of course they didn't die.

How dead beings provide the demon with the violent emotions he needs.

On the contrary, it is this "god" who needs to protect these poor "people" for his own food.

No trap?Because no trap is needed.

He needs ignorant creatures to step in to provide food for himself, or beasts that stray into caves to feed these poor refugees.

In a dark cavern, only the tall Throne of Withered Bones stands quietly.

The shadows in the darkness outlined a circular arc, and when Baie stepped into the hollow of the crypt, the symmetrical black shadow suddenly unfolded.

A black shadow like a bat's wings blocked the light, and a pair of demon's fleshy wings spread out!

[? ? ? (Demon) (Chaos) (???): ? ? ? 】

Demon body!

Not the Chosen of Believers, but... the real devil itself!

It seemed that they were waiting for Baier's arrival. At the moment of his arrival, there was movement in the darkness.

The body of a refugee closest to the front rose involuntarily out of thin air, and the man grabbed by an unknown force screamed in despair, "Ah! Ah! Don't! Don't! Help!"

Unconsciously waving his limbs wildly, it seemed that he knew his next fate.

Hearing the screams of the male refugees, a group of refugees who bowed their heads and crawled lowered their heads deeply, trembling like a sieve.

The vagrant who was drawn by the invisible force finally floated slowly in front of the devil, and his strong muscular arms grabbed his neck.

So even the screams turned into some kind of whimpering and hissing.

"Sigh~"

The bright red mist connects from the head of the refugee to the open mouth of the devil. The greatest fear that the dying person feels in the face of death is the most satisfying "food" for him.

Hearing the distressed cries for help from compatriots before they died, the fear in the surviving refugees was obviously intensified for a while.

Of course Baie couldn't see the energy derived from emotions, but he could clearly feel the more violent aura of fear "invading" his body.

Similarly, the real coercion exuded by that terrifying demon became even more frightening for a while.

This fear, provided by all intelligent beings, is his greatest source of strength.

So... you want to scare me?
Do not!
Bai Er, who had been accustomed to this environment for a long time, would not be born with this obvious emotion, on the contrary...he felt that this demon was bluffing.

The real big devils are all in the high-dimensional space, controlling the fate of countless living beings.

Even if they want to come to the material world with their real bodies, it is extremely difficult.

Although they are the enemies of human beings in name, their essence...is no different from gods.

The devil who enslaves such a group of poor refugees in front of him... looks a little pitiful.

Perhaps this demon was originally born from the unknown and panic about the future and the environment that these refugees felt when they first came here.

With a flick of his bow, Baie bent his bow and set an arrow.

Facing the fear itself, of course, cannot just glance away.

Emotions come from themselves. People can deceive friends and enemies, but they cannot deceive themselves or the devil.

Some people may be able to retreat with peace of mind after making speculations about the mastermind behind the scenes, and will not be affected in the slightest from now on;
Some people may also retreat after taking a look at the demon's real body from a distance to confirm their judgment;
There are also some people who still want to challenge that demon to prove their bravery. As for being able to kill and defeat, it is not a consideration at all...

Sometimes, people's minds are simpler, and it may be easier to live.

But Baie couldn't do all of them.

Born proud, why shrink back?
Not only did he want to attack, but he also arrogantly wanted to find the possibility of completely defeating this demon!

Winning is not the ultimate goal, wanting to win is.

The bowstring made an unpleasant "squeak" sound of being stressed, and after aiming with a slight accumulation of energy, Dingfeng was exerted to the limit.

"call out!"

The arrow pierces through the air, piercing the wind like lightning!
And even such a fast attack seemed to be just a slow motion to that demon.

Seeing the arrows shooting straight in the air, he even spread his arms out in preparation, embracing... attacking.

"Om~"

The fine steel arrow hit the demon's blood-red muscle surface, and fell powerlessly to the ground without any sign of resistance from the impact of kinetic energy.

invalid!

The ferocious demon smiled charmingly in the direction of Bai E, but the distant picture that should have been invisible seemed to light up directly in Bai E's pupils.

Across the group of hundreds of refugees, the demon raised his claws, and Baie suddenly felt himself flying towards him uncontrollably.

Seemingly struggling, Baie's left hand calmly grasped the dagger hidden behind his back, which...was painted with essential oil.

However, Bai'e's treatment was completely different from that of the refugee just now. The existence that only wanted to fight back had no fear in his heart, and the devil could not get the food he wanted from him.

Not to mention heart-piercing desperate screams, how can ordinary refugees deepen their fear and worship of themselves?

Most intelligent creatures are emotional creatures, but emotions are time-sensitive, and time is the enemy of everything.

Creatures who have been trapped in the same fear will not sink for too long, and they who are used to that kind of despair will eventually adapt slowly.

Only by constantly imposing new stimuli and making them feel real and self-facing fear from various angles, will the "fear" emotions they provide be more and more "tasty".

The megalomaniac looking to challenge himself?
It is not that there is no such existence among human beings. The six so-called "human warriors" who came before tried to do this, but now they have become the most fearful ones crawling under their feet.

Bai'e's body landed lightly about ten meters in front of the demon. Close observation made it easier to see the demon's entire appearance.

The crimson muscles can show their original luster even under the perspective of the miserable green night vision device. The mysterious and peculiar lines like runes outline wonderful lines on his body, and the gray-black demon bat wings are quiet. He had to close it up, his face was red and his fangs were red, his face was hideous and terrifying.

It feels so familiar, it seems that the devil should look like this.

Do not……

Bai E was taken aback.

This is not the real face of the other party...or the devil does not have a so-called real face.

The demons seen by the living beings are just their own imaginations of them.

Devil... devil...

From Bai'e's eyes "seeing" this arrogant human being's imagining of himself, the Lord of Fear grinned with a cruel and evil smile.

What He needs is fear and subjugation... Simple killing cannot satisfy His desire, the more determined the human warrior in front of him will be, the more intense his emotions will be when he falls!

Gently looking aside, the "warrior" who received the instruction raised his head tremblingly and looked back to sincerely advise his companion from the same place.

"It's useless..." The soldier was still wearing the standard combat uniform in the barracks, and he was one of the previous batches of missing scouts. At this moment, his voice was trembling, and there was only endless fear, "It's useless, my lord will eventually Rule the world, and the whole world will submit to the will of the Lord!"

All things have an end, only fear remains forever.

"Fart!" Baie sneered, took the arrow and pulled the bowstring.

The Lord of Fear stands high on his throne, as if waiting for the futile struggle of mortals.

"Om~"

"Om~"

The arrows shot by Baie were enough to pierce gold and crack rocks, but to the Lord of Fear, they were like those mosquitoes that made annoying noises but never dared to approach them.

The attack was completely ineffective, and there was not even the slightest sign of resistance.

"It's useless..." Another soldier raised his head tremblingly, "The Lord is the only true God in the world..."

Bai E frowned slightly, but said nothing.

With the only knowledge he has, the demons who have come to the real world can be fought against.

Only exorcism essential oil can cause real damage to them, but it does not mean that ordinary confrontation will not achieve corresponding effects——

Strength will cause repulsion, and flames can burn...Even if a warrior who is strong enough does not have exorcism essential oil, he can guarantee that he will not be swallowed by demons.

Exorcism essential oil is just the easiest way to bring them back to the high-dimensional space.

Right now, it shouldn't be like this...

Attacks should not be ineffective, even the top four demon gods in this world cannot completely ignore all attacks.

Bai'e glanced around inadvertently, and finally returned to himself.

Quietly examining himself, Bai E's eyes were light.

It's... "faith".

(End of this chapter)