C566 The Bet
C566 The Bet
The other party had generously given them two choices?
No, he had only given them two ways to die, letting the people present choose.
Facing the Devil Clan army that far exceeded their numbers, the crusade team had no chance of survival.
The human combat strength was naturally inferior to the Devil Clan by too much. In a one-on-one battle, no one would be able to win.
The human crusade team had already fallen into a hopeless situation.
Just as everyone was in despair, the one-horned devil king in the distance spoke again.
"You humans are too slow."
"Let me give you a reminder."
As he finished speaking, a pitch-black dagger shot out from his sleeve.
There were nearly a thousand people in the crusade team, but none of them could clearly see his movements.
A sharp sound of air being torn apart rang out, and a black light flashed in front of them.
Then, a rogue cultivator at the front of the team fell powerlessly to the ground.
The dagger that shot out directly sliced off half of his head.
His death was incomparably miserable.
And the strangest thing was that after that person died.
The originally full corpse began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The blood gradually dried up, and the muscles began to wither.
In a short two breaths of time, the dead person turned into a dried corpse in front of everyone's eyes.
It was as if something invisible had sucked away all the nutrients in his corpse.
Upon seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but gasp.
They had all lived in the Upper Realm for many years and had seen too many strange things.
However, they had never heard of such a strange method before, let alone seeing it.
"Child! My child!"
A miserable scream came from the crowd. A short middle-aged man dressed in plain clothes pushed aside the formation and rushed to the corpse that had been sucked dry.
The middle-aged man looked at the corpse on the ground. When he raised his head again, his red eyes were filled with hatred.
"Devil Clan! Send your people!"
"Even if my soul is destroyed today, I will drag my son to die with me!"
Seeing this scene, the devil king nodded in satisfaction.
Immediately after, he casually pointed out a Devil Clan who was at the same level as the middle-aged man.
The two of them walked to the middle of the lineup and prepared to start the first solo battle.
The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with flames of hatred, and his entire body was trembling.
The man from the Devil Clan had a mocking smile on his face. He looked at the middle-aged man as if he was looking at an opponent.
He was looking at the delicious food in his plate.
Shen Jun and the others from the Violet Heaven Palace did not move. They just watched the man and the devil in silence.
Of course, there was a big difference between the two of them.
Shen Jun was quiet. He was really calm.
Although he had never read any ancient books about the Devil Clan, Shen Jun was definitely the one who had the deepest understanding of this race.
Other things aside.
There were still many living Devil Clan members in Shen Jun's Wasteland Small World at this moment!
Although the strength of those Devil Clan members could not be compared to the ones in front of him, they were still of the same race.
Back then, Shen Jun had also been curious about the source of the Devil Clan's powerful combat strength. In order to answer his questions, he had even temporarily erased the consciousness of that Devil Clan member and dissected him.
Not only that, Shen Jun had even obtained a lot of knowledge about this evil race from the memories of those Devil Clan members.
All the members of the Devil Clan, even if it was a newborn baby, had a special physique.
They could rely on the innate strength and instincts in their bodies to devour most of the living creatures in the three thousand worlds.
The devouring that was mentioned here did not mean that the Devils would eat the corpses of their enemies alive.
Their devouring was to eat the souls, Spiritual Force, bloodlines, and even memories of the other living creatures into their stomachs.
The Devil Clan was born to fight, and they did not know how to produce. Perhaps it was also because of this talent.
Back then, Shen Jun had personally destroyed a Devil Clan nest in the Azure Wood Continent.
He had also found a treasure stone tablet on the Devil God Mountain.
Since then, Shen Jun knew that this ancient race was not only good at fighting.
They were also extremely good at manipulating people.
However, he did not expect that the Upper Realm's Devil Clan would actually be so powerful that even Immortal Lord Luo, a True Immortal Expert, would be controlled by them.
Shen Jun was sighing with emotion.
In the arena, the short middle-aged man was already fighting with his opponent.
After experiencing the pain of losing his son, the middle-aged man clearly no longer had the desire to live. His every move was extremely aggressive, as if he was trading his life for his life.
However, in his grief, he was even more flawed.
In less than a minute, the Devil Clan seized the opportunity and shattered his skull with a palm strike.
Even his corpse was carried back by the Devil Clan as a spoil of war.
When the Devil Clan picked up the corpse, his eyes were as if he was looking at a piece of fragrant roasted meat.
"Who's next? If you continue to dawdle, I will have to start killing again." The devil king spoke again and continued to torture the Human Race.
He was in a good mood today.
Immortal Lord Luo had brought so many experts in one go!
Not bad, not bad at all.
Among these thousands of people, the devil king also noticed two different auras.
They were Shen Jun and the Holy Son of the Purple Cloud Palace.
These two were the young talents of the Human Race, and they were the top ones.
To the Devil Clan, this was a great delicacy!
More than ten seconds passed, and the crusade team remained silent.
This time, the devil king couldn't even be bothered to speak. He directly threw out another dagger.
With a black light flashing past, another disciple died on the spot.
This time, the one who died was a disciple of the Violet Heaven Palace.
"Devil Clan! You are going too far!"
Seeing his own disciple die in front of him, the saber cultivator, High Official Ning, could no longer hold back the anger in his heart.
However, he also knew clearly that he was absolutely no match for this Horned Devil King.
So he decided to take a gamble.
He gambled on this devil king's arrogance and conceit. He gambled that he would not personally fight him!
If he lost, he would definitely die.
But if he didn't gamble, he would still die.
Moreover, he would have to watch his own disciple, and even the Lord Son, die in front of him.
This was a humiliation that High Official Ning could not accept.
"Devil King! Let me out!" High Official Ning gripped the treasured saber in his hand tightly and roared, "I want to challenge you!"
"Oh? I thought you would be able to endure for a while longer."
Even though he was facing this saber cultivator at the middle stage of the True Immortal Stage, the devil king still had a teasing smile on his face. "But you want to challenge me?"
"I don't want to fight with trash like you!"
The other party's mockery made High Official Ning tremble all over.
But at the same time, he was suddenly overjoyed.
I won!