Chapter 369: Small Mountain, Big Monster Wind
There was mist between the clouds, but the breeze transformed by Yi Chun was flying faster and faster.
Normally, he prefers to transform into a flying bird.
First, it is quite hidden, and second, there are some birds that are extremely inclined towards the direction of flight.
Now, his understanding of everything has been further enhanced.
Flying in the air, traveling a thousand miles a day, it's nothing.
But Yi Chun is not a ostentatious person after all.
It is also wonderful to transform into a breeze and occasionally take advantage of the huge and complex air currents in the sky to take a break.
The little fox said it was in the north, but did not specify the distance.
However, Yi Chun only flew for a moment before he smelled a scent of blood and foul air rising from the distance.
This is not very sophisticated...
Yi Chun shook his head secretly.
In his opinion, monsters are actually a rather strange kind of life.
The way intelligent creatures think is never single.
Just like humans and ants, who have the same intelligence of 10, there must be huge differences in how they perceive the world and view everything.
However, monsters as a species exhibit thinking patterns similar to those of humans from an alien perspective.
It is hard not to wonder whether the emergence of this limited extraordinary life is related to the relevant elements of this kind of world.
In other words, it is the so-called "rules".
Yi Chun descended from the clouds and flew straight to the place where the blood and foul air were the most concentrated.
As soon as we emerged from the clouds, the vast reddish-brown land appeared before our eyes.
There should be a mountain range below, and there are probably some trees there.
But now they have all been cut down and turned into many standard illegal buildings.
Pale bones and burnt ashes were scattered here and there on the protruding tree stumps.
Some of them are still attached with some rotten and filthy things that are hard to identify.
A group of monsters with jackal heads and human bodies were playing in a rather empty place.
Looking closely, it seems that they are scrambling for the head of someone who died with his eyes open...
From a human perspective, this place is definitely a den of sin.
From Yi Chun's perspective, this is also true...
He was a human first, then a holder of wild power, and finally a druid...
In fact, balance has always been an extremely difficult thing.
Among druids, there is a corresponding profession with this name.
On par with nature and wildness, he is a rare druid with outstanding intelligence.
As a feral druid, Yi Chun naturally wouldn't think too much about these things.
He just didn't like it, that was enough...
As for the complex relationship between humans and monsters behind it, that was not something he would think about.
He would not bear to see the earth turned into a desert and the world turned into a wasteland.
But when it comes to the survival struggle between races and individual lives, there are too many trivial things.
It’s better to do whatever you want.
During the thousand years when he transformed into a tree, Yi Chun had seen and heard too much.
Although they are not like ordinary wisdom, flashing in the sea of consciousness all the time.
But when the waves hit the quiet shore, there is naturally a stirring and swirling sound.
In the vast multiverse, there is never an absolute "right".
Even the holy light that shines on the highest mountain is inevitably biased and imperfect.
Yi Chun transformed into a human form, looked at the mountains below and shook his head.
It seems that this road is not going to work...
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"Dance, keep dancing!"
In the messy building that looked like a mountain village, a monster with a tiger head and a human body was sitting on the stone seat in the center.
This is the devil that makes people tremble with fear.
On the round plate in front of it were large pieces of cooked flesh and blood.
It watched the foxes below doing some ridiculous little dance as they tore at the meat.
On both sides there were foxes, hyenas, insects and monsters , dressed up as ministers in strange ways, sitting there either lying or leaning.
The entire building was filled with a foul stench, which was too much for the fox demons who had some resistance to it.
The flies were flying around wildly, and if they were not careful they would be swallowed by the scarlet snakes that came from nowhere.
Or it might be stopped by a pair of big hands, gathered into a ball, and then stuffed into the stomach as a side dish for drinking.
As for the crawling and shaking on the ground, I won’t go into detail...
"Yes, my king."
The leader of the fox demons glanced at the sisters.
I feel that it is not appropriate to surrender to this great king.
I had only heard of his reputation, but I didn't expect him to be such a sloppy and rough man.
But now that things have come to this, I'm afraid I can't escape
So, they could only look at each other helplessly, endure the fishy smell and continue dancing.
As for the several changes in the movements, that is as it should be.
However, the tiger demon didn't seem to take it seriously.
It was a little fascinated by the fox demons' dancing.
"Everyone says the world is good, I think it's wonderful too!"
The tiger demon patted his thigh and said with emotion.
The noise frightened the jackal closest to it and made it tremble.
It hurriedly pulled at its worn fur, revealing its skinny arms which were only skin and bones.
The tiger monster is so fat and greasy that it finds it hard to swallow flesh and blood without some fat.
At this moment, a jackal came running over in a hurry:
"My lord, there's a skinny old monk outside!"
"The general guarding the gate was smashed to death by him with his Zen stick!"
The tiger demon was startled at first, but then heaved a sigh of relief after hearing clearly.
"It's fine as long as it's not a hairy-faced, thunder-mouthed one."
It muttered something in a low voice, as if it was worried.
"And they can only play with the Zen stick. I think they are just some of those ignorant idiots in the mortal world who want to 'kill demons and defend the way of morality'."
"It's a pity that it's an old one, probably flimsy and dry."
"It won't even shine when you throw it into the pot."
The tiger demon did not get furious like ordinary monsters, but stood there thinking.
Although its skills are mediocre, it is a well-known one.
Those with great supernatural powers would not have disturbed its nest unless they had happened to see it.
This world is so vast and big, and there is also the demon country that has slaughtered countless people in a shocking way.
How could a little demon like this bring so much trouble?
What's more, it has a mission.
I guess the plague god from anywhere won't come to visit...
When the tiger demon thought of this, he had an idea in his mind.
"Take my weapon!"
The tiger demon shouted sternly.
Suddenly, a dozen strange-looking monsters behind them brought out a huge iron whip.
This iron whip is a hard whip and there seem to be some words engraved on it.
But there were so many blood stains on the whip that it was impossible to see clearly.
The iron whip looked very heavy, and even a dozen monsters had difficulty carrying it together.
"Let this old man know the power of my whip!"
The tiger demon took the iron whip and looked around at the many demons.
At this moment, the huge wooden door outside the hall, like a memorial archway, suddenly broke open!
A light shone from outside into the hall, startling a group of flies so much that they scattered in a swarm, whistling.
A not-so-tall figure holding a Zen staff stood in the light, blocking the demons at the door...
