The society is afraid that Shota Demon King just wants to be a salted fish

Yan Mu took the map and looked at it carefully.

Various road plans and Demon King City building plans have been drawn for him on it.

In the future, you only need to build it according to the above plan.

Of course, the specific functions of these Demon King City buildings were provided to Yan Yun by himself.

After reading the map, carefully put it into the system backpack.

Early the next morning, Yan Mu took the princess and started laying roads in Demon King City under her guidance.

This time, the entire main road of Demon King City was paved directly at once.

The buildings connecting various materials and food supplies have been replaced with the highest-grade special pavement.

The effect is to increase movement speed by 10% when walking on it.

At the same time, resident portals and skill shops were installed at various planned locations, but not many material exchange centers were placed.

Now, the vast majority of residents choose to hire other residents to build houses, and very few use the material exchange center.

When it was all done, it took more than 70 souls, but the number of remaining souls was still stable at around 100 million.

Yan Yun followed the giant dragon flying over the Demon King's City for several days and gradually became numb.

I always feel that the dragon's construction ability is a little too outrageous.

It’s hard to imagine a world with the ability to summon roads and houses.

Moreover, this ability has been released almost non-stop in the past few days, and the consumption of magic power is estimated to exceed the sky!

But looking at Yan Mu, who was still lazy, she didn't see any fatigue in him anyway.

Outside the rift, the adventurer camp.

A big event happened the other day.

Suddenly, seven or eight near-death adventurers of the lowest legendary level were teleported to the rift, along with a dozen legendary and saint-level spiritual masters.

This transmission even alarmed the newly appointed acting president.

On the day he received the news, the acting president rushed to the rift non-stop to meet with these adventurers and spiritual masters.

It was not until today that the acting president with a sad look on his face left with more than a dozen elders of the spirit masters, and the adventurers took a brief breath.

The air pressure in the camp outside the rift was frighteningly low in the past few days.

At this time, the atmosphere in Yanling City's meeting hall was equally gloomy.

An Lingcheng was lost...

So far, almost half of the entire city has been slaughtered. The fighting is still continuing, and even the demigod-level city lord and guild leader have been killed.

What the old king was most worried about happened.

Although he knew that this day would come sooner or later, he didn't expect it to come so soon.

"How are the statistics at the Jingka Center going?"

The rest of the people were silent.

"Report directly!"

The old king slumped on the throne, his eyes red.

"This... time is short, and only less than half of them have been counted so far."

"Twenty-three million civilian casualties, [-] casualties for high-level adventurers and below, [-] casualties for extraordinary adventurers, [-] casualties for legends, [-] saint-level casualties, and two demigods."

"..."

The ministers remained silent. They knew the brutality of the Wasteland Zerg, and the sudden incident meant that it was too late to rescue them, and they could not save them...

According to the news received from President An Lingcheng, there are more than a hundred holy-level Zerg, a total of seventeen quasi-gods, and one god-level.

How to save? The total number of saints who could arrive in two weeks was less than half of them...

If you go there, you will just die in vain...

An Ling City's demise is only a matter of time.

The military elder sighed.

"The Wasteland Zerg somehow mastered the ability to open space rifts. By the time we discovered it, it was already too late."

"Moreover, this time the Wasteland Zerg did not open the rift in the closer Forest of Phantoms, but chose the farther Huawang Mountain."

At this moment, all the ministers in the court subconsciously felt chills running down their spines.

If this attack occurs in several major cities near Yanling City, the chance of survival in those cities is still zero.

Maybe Yanling City has half the chance of winning...

After all, unlike the ordinary Rift Beast Tide, the Wasteland Zerg can fly!

Things like city walls only have a defensive effect on ordinary rift monsters...

It is not an exaggeration to say that this blow has made the empire worse.

Anling City itself suppresses another powerful permanent rift, and this time it undoubtedly opens the door to Qiling Continent through that rift.

Now the empire is powerless against An Lingcheng.

The powerful Zerg warriors who came out of these cracks they created themselves had little ability to suppress them.

Coupled with the continuous flow of wasteland Zerg entering Anling City from the cracks...

After they occupied the city wall, their side became the party attacking the city, and the difficulty became even more difficult.

The military and political elders continued to speak.

"This time it seems like it's just one of the large tribes of the Wasteland Zerg. As long as they don't mobilize in full force, they won't be able to expand in a short time."

"The demigod professionals sent to Yitong City and Wangshan City, two nearby cities, a few days ago, should have no problem guarding them."

The old king's demeanor was slightly calmer, but he looked much older.

After thinking for a long time, he spoke.

"Send an order to unblock the Zerg clan in the wasteland, and order all cities to enter a state of combat readiness..."

"By the way, I'm summoning other empires. You can discuss it yourself..."

Five days passed by in a flash. During this period, although more than a dozen saint-level and demigod-level professionals from the next city tried to attack, they were all stopped under the high wall and could not advance...

Anling City became the second city to disappear from the empire's territory.

It would be an understatement to say that the entire continent was in an uproar.

The number of adventurers in Yan Mu's labyrinth increased dramatically, and some ordinary people were even seen among them.

I don’t know why, but the atmosphere among the adventurers is so gloomy that there are no adventurers even fishing.

Also appearing were forty or fifty adventurers above the legendary level. All of these guys were in tatters and even had gaps in their weapons.

Apparently he had just experienced a war.

They are scattered at the entrances of various immortal mazes, killing maze creatures day and night, even passing neutral creatures.

Yan Mu frowned, feeling that these guys were a little murderous...

Fortunately, after they confirmed that there was no improvement at all, they gave up attacking neutral creatures.

However, because of their joining, the number of residents also experienced a surge.

The third-level laboratory was finally unlocked successfully.

Yan Mu looked at the interface in front of him, feeling so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

But this time it’s not that my soul is heartbroken, but that the original function of the heartbroken game has mutated...

Well, I feel a little distressed about my soul... a little bit...

The interface in front of me has not changed much, there are still three empty slots.

The difference is that the original free combination has become a random combination.

The good news is that at least it can be directly fused with normal-level monsters, and it can also be fused with skills.

The bad news is that the price of the fused monster is the sum of the prices of the two monsters.

He took out an extra elite horned pig from his backpack, and bought an ordinary slime from the mall.

[The fusion is successful and can be refreshed. The soul will be deducted every time it is refreshed. 】

Although the monster icons in the first two empty slots are still there, they are no longer selectable.

This is completely different from the setting in the previous game. What is the difference between this version and forced buying and selling?

Looking at the icon in the third grid again, I can only say, it smells really good...

The picture shows a green translucent wild boar made of slime. Whether it is the design of the monster or its reasonableness, it perfectly meets my own aesthetic standards.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is good for one's own aesthetics.

Then I tried refreshing again, and the slime boar flashed with dark gold light, transforming into a giant boar skeleton wrapped in slime...

Yan Mu's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he could only say that the time travel master is invincible!

As for the subsequent transformation function, it is even more ridiculously powerful.

There is a human-shaped adjustment option inside. The more you pull it up, the closer it is to the human form, and the more you pull it down, the closer it is to the monster form.

Later, the monsters finally no longer have to waste a space on physical skills.

At the same time, it can also adjust the height, shortness, fatness and thinness, and even pinch the face...

Yan Mu sat there for a long time, and finally looked at the slime pig-headed man with one big eye and one small eye in the picture, with a crooked nose, and fell into deep thought.

I clicked on a random image and then closed the page directly.

Lost soul...

Recently, it seems that Yan Yun has become obsessed with the layout planning of Demon King City...

He took the initiative to take over the subsequent resettlement tasks for residents, and could only see them when he returned to his room every day.

It wasn't until midnight that Yan Mu walked back to his bedroom leisurely.

Looking at the study where the lights were still on, it was obvious that the princess was still obsessed with planning the Demon King's City and could not extricate herself.

However, at this time, the adventurers on the third floor looked expectantly at the dark red door surrounded by bloody light!

It wasn't until dawn came the next day that the bloody light dissipated from the dark red door.

On the giant door is a strange mage holding a staff and covered in dark black robes.

The huge peacock tail feathers protruding from under the robe were obviously not any monsters seen before.

The one who joined the maze last night was not just the ordinary Lord BOSS, but also two elite monsters.

They are the elite Antelope Gray Peacock and the elite dwarf.

Refresh location, both are in the three-layer forest.

Logically speaking, the dwarfs are only at the second level, but Yan Mu gave him too much...

He abruptly went from a half-step advanced level to the current half-step legendary realm.

The same goes for the Antelope Gray Peacock, whose strength has also reached the semi-legendary level.

However, it seems that they joined at the wrong time. Within half a day, they became the killing targets of the new legendary and saint-level adventurers.

And it seems that those powerful adventurers have no intention of going to the next level. They just run back and forth between killing monsters, various idols and special copies every day.

These guys suddenly became rational, which caught Yan Mu off guard.

The main people who enter the lord's room on the third floor every day are still extraordinary adventurers.

It was obvious that their purpose was to test the lord's attack method, and they had no intention of passing.

The third floor of the rift, Qingfeng Team.

The leader, Gu Qingfeng, the former president of Hexicheng, frowned.

At this time, he has returned to the state of his youth. After several days of high-intensity monster spawning, he is only one step away from the saint level.

The main reason is that he was already on the verge of a breakthrough...

"Let's move to the next level. This level of strength improvement is really too slow."

However, the four members of the team shook their heads and refused.

"What we need most now is to steadily improve our strength. The risk of entering the red giant gate is too high. Just wait a few more days..."

Although Lililu and Gauss are both adventurers in the Free City, they are also well aware of the crisis this incident has brought to the world.

The five empires' policies towards high-level rifts are almost identical.

Only the majority of adventurers above the legendary level are aware of this.

I just didn't expect that the Yanling Empire would directly disclose the news about the Wasteland Zerg.

"You may not know that this time it is not only the problem of the Zerg clan in the wasteland, but also the Jiao clan suppressed by Anling Town..."

"However, that rift is currently stable, but without the protection of spiritual masters and professionals, it may completely explode within a few years..."

Longta and Liangrou nodded to the two of them, confirming Gu Qingfeng's statement.

Lililu and Gauss actually felt a hint of despair.

No wonder the Yanling Empire only announced a rift race of the Wasteland Zerg. If two were announced at the same time, the entire continent would probably fall into panic.

So far, the top combat power of each country can barely maintain the stability of the fissures within its own country...

Countries are now in a delicate balance.

Small-scale conflicts are fine. Generally, there will be no more than mid-level soldiers. At the same time, the battle situation can be suppressed as much as possible.

Even when the Yanling Empire wiped out the Church of Light, there were only a few intermediate-level people from both sides participating in the war, and only one high-level person from one side...

The main fighting soldiers are still from the ranks of ordinary people.

But after several months, the casualties on both sides were less than [-].

It's not an exaggeration to say it's child's play.

It seemed that the Yanling Empire was expressing its attitude towards the Free City, and then the Free City borrowed the opportunity to end in a draw.

Now, this delicate balance has been broken by the wasteland Zerg. To put it pessimistically, if you are not careful, the thousands of years of inheritance of the Qiling Continent will be interrupted...

The atmosphere in Qingfeng Team was still silent.

"Just two more days and then we'll move on to the next level."

Gu Qingfeng spoke.

In Anling City, the streets at this time no longer had any bustling scene. There were broken limbs and rivers of blood everywhere.

The air was filled with the strong smell of blood and the stench of rotting corpses.

It is hard to imagine that two weeks ago, this place was a piece of paradise on earth, and it was even one of the top three super cities in the empire.

The ones strutting through the streets were not the once luxuriously dressed nobles, but giant beetles two or three meters high.

In the city lord's hall, all the powerful Zerg men laughed heartily.

Ever since their Tukari tribe discovered this strange rift, they chose to escape the world on their desolate planet.

After nearly seven hundred years of stalemate, they finally won.

However, thinking about the two powerful men with terrifying strength that they met in this city before, five great witch-level (demigod) warriors of the Tukari tribe were killed in that battle.

It’s heartbreaking to think about it.

Although the two men were finally reduced to ashes, the sacrifice of the good man Tukari could not be redeemed...

Nowadays, there are only twelve great witch-level warriors left in Tukari, and including his own witch-god level, there are only thirteen people.

There is not much hope for attacking the next city.

Are you talking about cooperating with other tribes on the deserted planet?

Naturally, it is impossible. If you use the strength of your entire clan to conquer seven hundred years, do you mean sharing?

In addition, I know the nature of those big tribes very well, so there are only two final fates for small and medium-sized tribes like my own.

Either be annexed or destroyed.

"Father, that golden potion should be used by those powerful humans to escape!"

"I just don't know where it leads. Just now, the two warriors of the tribe drank the potion and teleported there. Unfortunately, the soul breath has dissipated..."

A giant dung beetle limped and hurried in from outside the main hall, shouting as he ran.

Judging from the different lengths of the hind legs, it was obvious that they had recently grown out.

The leader of the tribe immediately hated iron, and he could not change his eldest son's impatient character no matter how hard he tried.

No matter how many times I have suffered losses, I still have no memory at all.

Last time, I ignored people's advice and ran directly into a space rift that was being opened. I lost a leg and ran back, bringing shame to the tribe...

If he hadn't later brought out the news that the rift was wrongly linked to other dimensions.

Don't drag his head off like those stupid tribal wizards!