In the End, the Villain Does Not Understand Feelings

And the remaining [-]% will probably only be kept in captivity by those ferocious monsters like livestock, and will be eaten after being fattened up.

This is not alarmist talk, but this is what the demon clans did in the past. At first, they would die when humans encountered them, but then they killed more, and the number of humans dropped sharply, so some of the smarter monster clans learned from them to keep pigs and sheep in captivity In that way, humans were raised in captivity.

Now that the monster tribes have been fighting each other for decades, the 'food intake' in their reserves may have been exhausted long ago. Under such circumstances, will they remain indifferent to the group of fish that slipped through the net in the wasteland city?

Anyway, Qin Yuan, who is the current city lord of Wasteland City and also the patriarch of this line of human race, would not believe it no matter what.

So what's going on with this Compass of Destiny?

No matter how you look at it, it looks like it's broken!

But as a natal spiritual weapon, if something went wrong with the Compass of Destiny, it is impossible for Qin Yuan not to notice it, but now he has not found any problems, and the Compass of Destiny's previous guidance has never missed it.

"...It can't be that the Yaozu collectively switched to vegetarianism, right?"

Not only Qin Yuan couldn't understand, but Uncle Ma and Wu Ming on the side were also stunned. Fortunately, they didn't have the absurd idea of ​​changing the Yaozu collectively to vegetarianism.

Uncle Ma was silent for a while, then hesitantly said: "There is no danger? How is it possible! Could it be that the target of the demon clan this time is not us, but just passing by? So we are scaring ourselves?"

Because of his trust in the Compass of Destiny, he did not doubt the result at the first time, but put forward his own guess.

But if you take a closer look, you will find that the possibility of this guess is very low.

First of all, the monster clan is coming so fiercely that it doesn't look like they are just passing by, and secondly, there is only such a force as Huangyuan City in the whole Huangtianyuan, and the opponent's goal is very obvious!

So after hearing Uncle Ma's conjecture, Qin Yuan shook his head without hesitation, frowned and said: "No, the monster clan's target must be us!"

"Then why..."

"I don't understand either!"

Qin Yuan, the patriarch, didn't know how to explain this. He rubbed his painful temples vigorously, only feeling a splitting headache.

In fact, Uncle Ma also had a headache, and it wasn't that he didn't understand that the possibility of his guess was very low, so after a few more seconds of silence, his eyes fell on the destiny compass.

The meaning is obvious——Since there are no problems in other aspects, it may only be that there is a problem with the Compass of Destiny?Otherwise, there is no way to explain it!

Sensing his gaze, Patriarch Qin looked at the compass in his hand, his eyes flickering slightly.

In the past, he had absolute trust in the Compass of Destiny, because it had indeed saved him many times, and even the existence of the human race in the Wasteland City, the Compass of Destiny played a very important role in it.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, Qin Yuan would never doubt the Compass of Destiny, but in this situation, people really have to wonder if it is because of using it for a long time that some functions of the Compass of Destiny have problems?

Otherwise, how could such an outrageous result be given!

It's almost like the end of the world is coming, and you ask the prophet what to do, and the prophet tells you to go back to sleep and wake up and it's over.

It's really a dream!

Qin Yuan was anxious and distressed. At the critical moment when the demon army was approaching and the wasteland city survived, the most important destiny compass had a problem. It was really...

"cough!"

The man who was already over-consumed was in a hurry, and he couldn't hold back yet another mouthful of blood spewed out. His already ugly face was as pale as paper, and his breath was weak, like a dying patient.

Well, the enemy has not attacked yet, but the leader fell first, which is really worse.

The fact that the patriarch fell first made Uncle Ma startled again. After realizing it, he immediately went to call a more professional doctor, but he was caught. Qin Yuan looked at him and shook his head slowly, "Cough... I'm fine, don't say anything!"

Whether it's really all right can be seen at a glance, but in this situation, spreading the word will only cause chaos, and when the time comes, it will be even more powerless to fight back against the monster clan.

It's not that Uncle Ma doesn't understand, but looking at the current situation of the patriarch, his expression is still a little hesitant, and finally he sighed helplessly under his insistence.

The atmosphere in the room became more solidified.

None of the men spoke. In fact, at this time, other people should be called to a meeting to discuss countermeasures.

But they are very clear that in the face of the menacing demon clan, no matter how much they do, they are just struggling feebly.What needs to be considered from the very beginning is not how to retreat the enemy, but how to protect itself, how to make the line of Wasteland City... continue to exist!

It's just that judging from the current situation, even if you want to escape, you can't escape at all.

There are not many places to hide on the barren plain, and since the monsters attacked, they must be prepared, and the outside is still their territory.

Under such circumstances, even if you want to escape, where can you escape?It is impossible to continue to run deeper into the snow mountain, right?There is a real Jedi there, even if you hide in it, there is only a dead end!

But if you want to break out, let's not talk about the price to pay, even if you can really get out, where should you go?

As mentioned above, there are monster races in all directions.

So no matter how you look at it...

"Being driven to a dead end!"

Patriarch Qin insisted on standing up and sighed, but then his eyes gradually became firmer, and then gradually became a little scary, "Since you can't run away, then don't run away."

Uncle Ma and Wu Ming didn't answer, they were just silent, their expressions were a little crazy.

In the room, the originally icy air suddenly became hotter at this moment, and the expressions of the men became terribly murderous.

Xia Yin, who was standing on the sidelines watching the play, didn't want to interrupt them at first, and to be honest, she really wanted to see what kind of strength these people could unleash after being cornered.

In this way, you can also test the general situation of the monsters on the opposite side.

But the strange emotion affected her, so she blinked and finally made up her mind.

"Perhaps I can help you."

Chapter 48 Chapter 490

On the wasteland, less than a hundred miles away from the wasteland city, a huge boat pushed through the wind and snow, and flew across the air at high speed.

The whole body of the pale giant boat seems to be made of white bones, and there are countless large and small skulls hanging around it. The eyes of each skull are burning with scarlet flames, dancing with the wind and snow and making strange screams, as if unwilling The scattered resentful souls are howling!

A monstrous aura that was so thick that it was almost substantive shrouded the bone ship, and the black smoke was like a dark cloud, and within the dark cloud, thousands of monsters bared their teeth and claws, pushing the huge boat forward like a tidal wave.

The sky has been covered by monsters, but the situation on the ground doesn't seem to be much better. The monsters with various appearances are chasing and running in the ice and snow. The movement is like thunder, urging countless local creatures to flee, causing chaos.

On the giant boat.

A large number of high-level monsters who maintained their basic human shapes were waiting in front of them. From time to time, they let out hoarse growls that implied excitement. They stared greedily at the snow field with hideous faces.

Deeper, it is resplendent and resplendent.

In the huge and somewhat exaggerated cabin, many monster races are feasting, their actions are rude, and the food and wine are spilled all over the floor.

In the center, there are more than a dozen demon dancers in simple clothes singing and dancing, wantonly twisting their waists like water snakes, causing bursts of laughter from time to time, which is in stark contrast to the ice and snow outside.

The tall and thin man in a black cloak was lying sideways on the main seat, squinting his eyes and smiling all over his face, raising the exquisite golden jug in his hand from time to time, letting the pure wine fall into his throat , already drunk and hazy.

Half drunk and half awake, he pulled the nearest dancer into his arms, raised and lowered his hands, and from time to time, his gaze was like water, and his face was full of spring.

However, at this time.

"It's boring..."

One moment was still enthusiastic and passionate, but the next second, the man seemed to have suddenly lost all interest. He pouted and pushed the beautiful dancer aside.

The enchantress, whose eyes were full of spring, was stunned for a few seconds before she realized it, but she didn't dare to make any mistakes, and quickly crawled back to the side.

The man didn't even look at her again. He drank all the remaining wine in the flagon in one go, wiped his mouth, and then threw it away. There was a drunken smile on his face. But the eyes are clearer and colder than anyone else's.

He sat up slowly from the seat, and as he got up, the atmosphere in the cabin, which was originally thick and somewhat rotten, fell silent, and many noisy monsters stopped moving, looking in his direction fearfully and respectfully.

The Black Feather Demon King didn't care about this, took the maid's cloth and wiped his hands, then looked to the corner of the room, where there was the only thin and small demon who did not join the banquet, "Huang Feng, how far is it from those human races?" ?”

"My lord, we are less than a hundred miles away from the wasteland city."

"Is it that close?"

The Black Feather Demon King slowly got up, twisted his body, and immediately there was a series of crisp sounds all over his body, "In this case, those humans should have discovered us, right?"

"It's very likely... Your Majesty is worried about them escaping?"

The skinny monster nodded, and at this moment, a tiger-headed monster who was obviously drunk below laughed and said, "Hahahaha, the king is here, even if you give humble humans two extra legs, they can run Where are you going?"

"That's it!"

"I know those human beings before. Why do you need the king to do it yourself? Our brothers can bring hundreds of monsters and kill them all over the city!"

"That's right, Your Majesty, I would like to be the vanguard!"

"I'll go..."

There was echoing voices from all around, and these monsters responded with incomparably sufficient enthusiasm for Wasteland City.

Being warlike is on the one hand, and on the other hand, it is because...

"I haven't tasted the taste of human flesh for a long time."

I don't know who said a word, which made the atmosphere stagnate on the spot, and then became more intense. Almost all the monster races showed reminiscence expressions in unison, and then there was greed and desire!

They looked at the Black Feather Demon King, waiting for his decision, and then...

"boom!"

None of the monsters saw the movement clearly. When they reacted, the monster who said that sentence first was already dead without a whole body. to his own death.

poof...

Fragmented corpses were scattered all over the ground, and the flesh and blood even sprayed on several nearby monsters, but smelling the strong bloody smell in the air, facing this smell that used to drive many monsters crazy, at this moment All the monsters were trembling, they could only feel a chill penetrating into their bones!

They stared blankly at the black-feathered demon king who shot, but the demon king didn't even look at them directly. He lowered his eagle-like sharp eyes and wiped the blood on his hands casually. His voice was calm and indifferent. "Notice, try to capture all human beings alive, don't hurt people, let alone cannibalize people! Otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, he swept around lightly, then turned and left, leaving only the silent monsters and a mess.

……

……

The cabin is deeper.

"My lord, with their character, tell them not to hurt people, isn't that a bit..."

The skinny demon clan following the Black Feather Demon King was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't hold back a tentative question, mainly because it was strange why such an order was given?

It is normal for the monster race to eat people, and it has long become a habit to play with and kill humans wantonly.

Although they haven't cared about these weak existences for a long time because of the demon clan's civil war, this doesn't mean they have forgotten. On the contrary, they miss the taste of the past very much.

It is precisely because of the nostalgia too much that even though these demons have just withdrawn from the surrounding battlefields and are already exhausted, their enthusiasm along the way is still undiminished, and even more enthusiastic!

They long for wanton killing, long for sweet flesh and blood, long for the wailing of those weak beings.

It can be said that it is their thirst for hunting that allows them to maintain their current state, but in this case, the Black Feather Demon King suddenly ordered that they are not allowed to devour or even harm humans. I do not understand.

To this...