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

Outside the rift, the adventurer camp.

After seven or eight days of reconstruction, the entire camp once again returned to its former prosperity.

The canal, which was said to have been formed by a dragon attack, has become the hottest topic among adventurers.

The water in the canal is the camp we arrived at two days ago...

The port has also been established as promised, but due to the scarcity of ships at present, only a small number of chamber of commerce cargo ships are passing through it.

There is also news that Hexicheng is planning to build a masonry pavement along the canal that leads directly to the crack.

The adventurers naturally supported it with both hands and feet.

The guild once again increased its acquisition of pharmaceuticals produced within the rift.

Most of the purchased medicines were transported to Yitong City and Wangshan City.

A small part is transported to several other important fissures.

It can be said that the empire has spent a lot of money this time...

This kind of cloud boat that expedited the transportation of goods consumes an astronomical number of Naling Crystals in a single trip, let alone the seamless transportation of eight cloud boats.

It wasn't until the day before yesterday that the first batch of potions that went directly to the two cities finally arrived.

The empire's top officials finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the follow-up flow continues, a large number of healing potions will soon be provided for every high-end combat force...

The number of adventurers on the fourth floor of the Immortal Labyrinth has seen a slight increase in the past few days, but the lowest level is legendary and high-level.

There were about thirty or forty people.

The progress of exploration has completely slowed down.

Coupled with the cautious style of these adventurers, it is estimated that even if the fourth-level lords are thrown in, no one will challenge them in a short time.

"Damn it! My sword is gone!"

A swordsman on the fourth floor of the activation plot was rummaging around in the tent for his long sword.

Just now, when I just went out to talk, the long sword I put in my sleeping bag cut open the tent and ran away...

"there!"

One of the sharp-eyed adventurers pointed at the low pink grass.

Everyone rushed after him.

The sword sensed that the adventurer was chasing after him and climbed up more joyfully. Unfortunately, its speed was always limited, and the swordsman caught it back in his hand within a few steps.

The long sword once again returned to its original motionless appearance.

"..."

Everyone looked at the long sword that was no different from a normal weapon, and their hearts were racing.

The longer we stay in this area, the more weird things happen.

Three views are also being reshaped rapidly, and now it even feels reasonable to have a running sword, after all, it can't speak yet.

Looking back, all the adventurers immediately froze on the spot.

I saw tents, grills, sleeping bags and even backpacks scattered in the camp, fleeing in all directions.

"Let's chase."

The adventurers held their foreheads, but they had already broken the jar.

They discovered that even if they left this weird area, the activated items could still move around.

On the fourth floor, many teams chose to abandon tents, sleeping bags and other items and sleep directly in the open air.

The only good news is that these movable weapons do not affect combat.

After about seven or eight minutes, the adventurer who had recovered all the items sat down on the spot, took out some food such as bread and jerky, and started to chew it regardless of their crazy twisting.

It can only be said that habits become natural...

In Demon King City, with the increase in the number of residents, Octopus Bookstore has undergone a small expansion.

There are three authors, including a slime girl and a goblin.

Under the words and deeds of Boss Octopus, the two new employees quickly met the boss's requirements.

It's just that the speed is quite different from Octopus Boss.

Every few days, Boss Octopus would come to the Demon King's Hall with his new book and let Yan Mu read it and give his opinions.

Yan Mu had to admire his writing speed. The shortest of these novels were over a hundred thousand words, and the long ones were between two and three hundred thousand words.

It’s simply the tentacle monster among tentacle monsters!

What Yan Mu is holding now is the one that the owner of the octopus shop just sent to him. According to him, it is the best of the best that has been polished dozens of times!

The thickness of the book is about three to four hundred thousand words.

But now it doesn’t even have a cover or a title, so it looks a bit crude.

Open it casually and start reading.

Good guy, this strong atmosphere of routine writing is coming to my face!

Did you really combine the King of Soldiers, the Son-in-law, and the Dragon King together?

You must know that I just thought it was interesting and mentioned it casually. I didn't expect this guy to be so serious.

I just gave myself a liver.

The further you read, the more wonderful Yan Mu’s expression becomes.

Except for the fact that the world background has changed, this is a standard textbook.

By the time I finished reading the novel, it was already evening...

When I came back to my senses, I realized that I seemed to have done nothing except reading novels today...

In the end, Yan Mu only had four words to comment on this novel: A gift from a great master!

It can make him, a reader who doesn't like this kind of novels, sleepless nights and forget to eat and drink. Doesn't this show the excellence of the novel?

The only drawback is that there are too few...

Yan Mu was thinking about adding a few more tentacles to him...

He casually observed the adventurers in the maze and gave the Guoguo team, who had already arrived on the second floor and continued to wander around, an ordinary treasure box.

But this time there were no props, just some gold coins.

After walking out of the hall, the owner of the octopus shop came to Yan Mu on time.

Yan Mu skillfully handed over the novel in his hand.

"Master Demon King, I wonder if there are any deficiencies in the novel?"

The octopus shop owner rubbed his two tentacles, feeling a little nervous.

"I feel great. There's nothing wrong with it so far, but it's just too little and not enough."

Yan Mu touched his chin and thought.

"Perhaps you can try writing a longer one, but there's no need for this one. This one is already very good."

Hearing Yan Mu's high praise, the eight tentacles of the octopus shop owner were shaking with excitement.

Immediately nodded and bowed.

"Lord Demon King! I will definitely work harder!"

Yan Mu gave him a thumbs up and showed his small white teeth.

"Come on, I'm optimistic about you!"

Seeing the excited Octopus shop owner wiping away tears as he returned to Octopus Bookstore, Yan Mu also returned to Yan Yun's residence in a good mood.

Looking at the study, which was still lit, I felt like something was wrong.

Logically speaking, there shouldn't be so much official business to deal with. It's been a few days...

But I didn’t delve into it.

At this time, on the second floor of the Immortal Maze, Bubu met Tawaka again and was in a very good mood.

After all, this pig-headed resident was the first friend he met when he was born that he could talk to.

We haven’t seen each other for more than a month, so we naturally need to exchange pleasantries.

After learning that he was working hard to learn the language of Demon King City, he gave him strong support and even volunteered to take on the role of teacher.

It wasn't until midnight that the goblins who finished their bonfire party walked back to their respective treehouses to start resting.

Early the next morning, when Tawaka crawled out of his sleeping bag, the goblins were already lined up in strange costumes.

"You are this?"

Since the language in Tawaka Demon King City is not fluent, some body language still needs to be used.

"Go out and kill the adventurers. He even gestured to Tawaka to shoot arrows."

Tawaka was speechless. It seemed to make sense. Adventurers kill monsters, and monsters kill adventurers.

Through this period of time spent with the three goblins, he still knew a lot of news about the Demon King's City.

For example, there are a large number of monster residents living in the deepest part of the maze.

For example, the real name of this rift is the Immortal Labyrinth...

Although it does not understand the meaning of these four words.

Of course, the most exciting news is about the princess.

The gleam in their eyes when it comes to the princess cannot fool the pig-headed man.

"Check weapons, arrows, potions!"

Bubu gave an order, and the goblins quickly began to check their bows, arrows, scimitars, and staffs.

The neatness and professionalism left Tawaka speechless.

"Check out the battle attire!"

A dozen goblins immediately looked at each other.

After summarizing the combat experience of nearly a hundred members of the research association, and with the Demon King's teachings once again, the Demon King's Strategy 2.0 was born.

Different from the original Demon King's tactics, this time the main focus is on concealment, and you can't be exposed without being exposed.

In fact, Yan Mu had no choice but to do his best to prevent them from being beaten into pig heads.

Of course, there was also the reason for his initial misjudgment. He completely underestimated the attraction of the maze to adventurers.

"Brother Pig Tou, do you want to come with us?"

Wearing a hat and a mask, with almost only his eyes exposed, Bubu asked Tawaka.

Tawaka waved his hands repeatedly.

Bubu smiled and said:

"Then when we come back in the evening, let's continue the bonfire party!"

As the goblins wearing ghillie suits completely left the camp, Tawaka silently observed three seconds of silence for the adventurers on the second floor.

That weird piece of clothing definitely has the function of concealing the aura.

The moment the goblins put on their hoods, he lost his sense of their aura.

Prevent? He had never thought about it. The adventurer would not really die anyway, so Tawaka had already looked away.

What we should consider now is how to learn the internal language of the rift as soon as possible...

The guild almost sent adventurers to supervise my studies.

...

At the same time, the battle between Yan Feng and Jiang Hong on the 29th floor of the tower had just ended.

With the strength of the two of them, it is almost impossible to pass the strange peacock mage guarding the third floor.

Perhaps the only thing that can be done now is to speed up the level improvement and work hard to strengthen the equipment.

Currently, relying on the terrifying financial resources of the two major families, their weapons have reached level 8.

If any weapon in their hands is given to an ordinary junior adventurer, his strength can be immediately upgraded to an advanced or even extraordinary level.

But if it continues to be strengthened like this, even the national treasury won't be able to sustain it...

The enhancement of the two weapons almost used up all the savings.

In terms of armor, I can only slowly save gold coins.

When they reached the last step, they both took a deep breath.

"Let's go!"

Almost in unison.

When you reach the top floor and push the door open, you will see the gorgeous stone platform in the center of the circular venue.

There is a gorgeous crystal staff over one meter long placed on the stone platform.

As if sensing the arrival of the two men, the staff on the stone platform slowly floated up.

There were dots of purple magic halo surrounding it.

"Brush!..." The staff suddenly pointed at the two of them. There was a sound like ice crystals around the staff, and a large number of sharp purple crystals condensed in the blink of an eye!

"Whoosh! Bang!..."

These crystals flew extremely fast in the air, and with the sound of breaking through the air, they arrived in front of Jiang Hong in an instant! Jiang Hong, who was attacked, almost didn't react.

He narrowly turned sideways, and the incoming crystal cut a corner of his clothes and smashed into pieces on the wall behind him.

"Swoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh..."

The entire staff is like Gatling scattering, and the speed of attack and concentration are almost the same!

While dodging and looking for opportunities, the two people quickly closed the distance from the staff. When they were close to a hundred meters, they dodged to the side at the same time.

"Poof!" A ground thorn with the texture of amethyst broke through the floor tiles and came out, with a length of more than two meters!

However, there are many legendary and saint-level adventurers who have suffered great losses in this regard.

This kind of attack has almost no warning or aura, and it is almost impossible to guard against it if you don't know clearly.

As the battle continued, the two became more and more skilled, and dodging every ten seconds almost became a fighting instinct.

However, the speed at which the staff's blood volume decreases can only be described as a turtle speed.

In the Demon King's Hall, Yan Mu noticed that the adventurer he marked was fighting, and clicked on the screen with interest.

Well, the third prince of the Yanling Empire.

All I can say is that he is worthy of being the elite of the elite, and the battles are a joy to watch.

Unfortunately, after fighting for a long time, the BOSS didn't even lose one-tenth of its health.

Moreover, the sand table editing is enough, which is already miserable enough. It also specifically enlarges the BOSS's health bar for fear of not being able to see it.

After editing, the battle between the two was in a high-energy state at all times, but the BOSS's health bar was gradually decreasing, which was really too dramatic...

Even compared to the high-intensity battle scenes, it's a bit inexplicably funny.

The battle lasted for an absurd amount of time, and by the afternoon, the staff still had one-fifth of its health left.

There were also large and small wounds on both of their bodies.

However, the two men's fighting spirit was still high.

As long as you are in this blue grass area, your magic power will be restored almost continuously. As long as the legendary adventurer has magic power in his body, he will not have to worry about his physical strength at all.

The two people who were gradually gaining strength even felt that they could fight for another three days and three nights!

The battle lasted for more than thirty minutes...

"Chong!"

Yan Feng nimbly dodged a sharp crystal fired towards his face, and struck the amethyst crystal on the staff with a sharp knife. The crystal exploded with a shattering sound and debris exploded on the spot!

Without the blessing of crystal magic power, the gray-white staff staggered in the air and struggled twice, and then hit the ground heavily like a dead thing...

"Won!"

Yan Feng, who had been silently calculating the time, subconsciously dodged to the side, but no crystal thorns appeared in place.

At the moment of the kill, his cultivation level improved almost visibly to the naked eye.

"Huh~" The two of them finally relaxed. The nearly two hours of fighting was something they had never encountered since they were young.

"Come on, come on, let's see what big treasure we have!"

With the long sword sheathed, Yan Feng walked to the staff that fell to the ground in a few steps...

There was a pile of thousands of gold coins and an enlarged bottle of red potion.

"It's a storage ring! Hahaha!"

Yan Feng's face turned red with excitement, he brought the ring to his mouth, kissed it hard, and handed it to Jiang Hong.

However, Jiang Hong waved his hand in disgust and motioned to take it away.

Yan Feng, who was quite happy at first, suddenly fell down.

Are you disgusted by yourself?

"Tch, forget it if you don't want to see it. We'll come back tomorrow."

With that said, he directly put the ring on his hand, and took off several other spirit rings at the same time.

Only in this way can the ring take effect normally.

After everything was cleaned up, the two of them were not in a hurry to leave, but looked around at the surrounding furnishings.

I have to say that the architectural style inside the tower is really good.

Even though I don't know how many years have passed, you can still see its former glory from the dilapidated tower.

Although this tower refreshes a wave of monsters every day, which is outrageous.

It is very anti-contract spiritualism, but once you get used to the rules inside the rift, you will enjoy it again.

There is also an ordinary clay pot in the corner that looks a bit conspicuous.

The style of painting is completely inconsistent!

He took two steps forward, picked up the pottery pot and shook it, and clearly heard a crash inside.

But looking in through the mouth of the jar, there was nothing.

Those who did not believe in evil turned upside down and fell down.

Nothing.

"Snapped."

The clay pot was immediately thrown to the ground by Yan Feng and broke into pieces.

In his confusion, he threw out a large bottle of brown potion.

The potion bottle is almost as thick as a clay pot.

It's much heavier than a clay pot in your hand.

He was simply dancing wildly on his understanding of spiritual contracting. Was he pole dancing?