The Witch of Zongwang: From Azeroth to the Classic of Mountains and Seas

A corner of the vast underground world of Oghaydog

The Heart-Corrupted - Crown of Haydog - Renate Williams - single-handedly united many branches of the former Haydog Corpse Hunters Guild, and built and strengthened the actual ruler of this interdimensional evil force .

It was calmly listening to the piercing alarms that kept ringing around it.

The defense system of Planet Bobakani has achieved good results in actual combat, and no serious mistakes have occurred until now.

James was in no hurry to come forward.

When every evil force reaches a certain stage of development, it will inevitably become bloated.

Weed out the weak and loyal, purge the traitors and spies.

This is a great opportunity to dig out the rotten flesh and start a new life.

Meuse never felt that the current huge evil organization was a miracle that was difficult to replicate.

It has only one core that can never be abandoned!

That's Musi itself!

High-end technology, a fertile planet, and a business that makes money every day?

No, those are temporary, false appearances.

It can be changed to another name or concept, and it may also be able to operate stably for a short period of time.

But the only thing that can make this concept cycle and grow stronger is it!

Mus stood up slowly.

It is not obsessed with the throne and the like that all mortal beings are passionate about.

It is not a human being, but an indigenous intelligent life born from an asteroid.

It has a basic form similar to that of a human, but its entire body is covered with thick mucus.

That's its skin.

Human beings are disgusted by this, because they have never felt such power.

Charm may be the ultimate gold that travels through many areas of the multiverse.

But power is the only theme of this boundless world!

Maggots who can't even control their own destiny still care about this?

Mus couldn't understand this stupidity.

But it likes this stupidity.

Humanity is not perfect, nor is it...

The idiot is almost dead...

Let me have a good talk with this foreign guest...

Musna's body, which was already several people tall, walked through the long passage.

It didn't wear the fancy coat that it usually wears.

That is used to fool those fools who are trapped in the abyss of desire.

Mus feels that this is not so easy to fool now.

It doesn't bother to disguise itself anymore.

It is the ruler of Oghaydog, the only spokesman of this night sky.

Many people have forgotten how it got to this position.

Under the surge of dark will, the earth slowly opened.

The deep underground space looked cold and dead under the temperatureless blue light.

Those who were part of the core organization had long since fled.

Mus allowed them to escape.

Foolish loyalty is never favored by it.

They are walking in darkness, so why put shackles on themselves.

What's more, it didn't count on them.

It has always fought alone...

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Bata!

Yi Xia's trampling crushed the route hidden under the ground.

With crisp crackling sounds, the lights in the surrounding space began to flicker on and off.

In no time, you can still see the shining electric light.

Yi Xia walks in the deep underground world.

Not every area is generous enough for him to move forward.

But Yi Xia, who didn't care about the planet, directly expanded it roughly.

Facts have proved that the craftsmanship of the Haidog Corpse Hunter Guild in building the base camp is good.

Despite Yi Xia's brutal destruction, this underground space did not completely collapse.

Yi Xia felt like she was opening a blind box.

Following the breath he sensed, he continued to tear the earth apart.

Then, in a mood of panic and despair, came short and immediate destruction.

Along the way, Yi Xia saw many unsightly scenes:

It was a huge living warehouse that was continuously piled up like goods.

Humans, elves, orcs...and many intelligent races that Yi Xia didn't recognize were all lying there coldly.

Their bodies still exude the last breath of life.

It is used to keep their souls alive, and to deepen their distortion and depravity through this tremendous torture.

Yi Xia smelled a bit of the breath of the lower plane...

Yi Xia could easily redeem those things before.

And Yi Xia was of no help.

But hoping that there might be some unlucky people who met the conditions for Wu Banner's resurrection, Yi Xia still used Wu Banner's Horcrux effect there.

That was the last tenderness left by the witch to this land...

But now, violent killing intent filled Yi Xia's fire-like consciousness.

At this moment, Yi Xia discovered that the underground space in front of her slowly expanded.

Um?

Yi Xia's eyes narrowed and he saw the humanoid life coming out of a deeper area that he had not sensed before.

Dear guest, I wonder if this has eased your violent anger a little.

But I think it's time to talk.

Yes, I am the master of this planet - Mus.

Mus looked at Yi Xia, whose shadow enveloped him like a cloud, and there was not much fear in his eyes filled with turbid mucus.

Fear is the most useless emotion, it has long since left it.

Mu Si's speech stopped Yi Xia's progress for a short while.

Just when Mus thought he could negotiate with the other party.

The blazing flame roared directly from Yi Xia's mouth!

In the relatively closed underground world, the violent flames were like ferocious fire element dragons, lighting up the entire space red!

Mus' eyes turned cold, and then he raised the scepter-like object in his hand.

The next moment, all the flames were swallowed up by some invisible force!

We have not harmed your people. I think we have room for negotiation.

My stupid subordinates have offended you and the world you live in. You destroyed hundreds of years of my hard work. This is reasonable.

I am willing to pay for it - the most cutting-edge technology I have, piles of precious gems, or tens of thousands of devout believers...

Of course, that is only if I am alive. No one except me can mobilize such huge resources.

Even if you kill me, you will only get ashes and debris.

I believe that everything has a price...including your anger.

Mus said this while using his scepter to resist the falling flames.

It does not use language to communicate, but directly releases its own unprotected independent consciousness information.

At this critical moment, the information conversion rate that words can achieve is really limited.

It squinted its eyes, seeming to penetrate the firelight in front of it.

It's thinking about how the other person will respond...

And the answer is that after finally finding a good space to exert force, mountains of shaman flags bombarded down with a violent aura!