The Strongest Traverser

Chapter 787 Attack on Giants

Around the city gate, hundreds of human beings have already surrounded, and among them, there are also many high-level demons mixed in. All of them are staring at the new ghost king of this city—Bajinban.

Of course, it was the young man with the wretched smile on his face that really made people vigilant.

This human being, who doesn't look like a hell space, exudes an uncomfortable obscenity, but in that obscenity, there is an awe-inspiring murderous aura that makes people dare not approach, especially the pitch-black long hair in his hand. The knife seems to be violent and hurt people at any time.

No one knows how powerful the ghost king is, because everyone who tried to challenge the ghost king died.

However, it was the young man in front of him who stabbed the ghost king to death with a single knife. Although it was a disgraceful sneak attack, the human beings who can come to the hell space, except for special groups like the White Turban Army, basically They are all human beings who cheat and kidnap and do all kinds of evil. No one thinks it is wrong, or even takes it for granted.

What people wondered was why the ghost king was stabbed to death with a single knife. You must know that when he reached the level of the ghost king, ordinary weapons could not hurt him at all.

The only thing that can be explained is that this young man is stronger than the ghost king.

Of course, not everyone thinks so. More people think it is because of the pitch-black long knife in the young man's hand. The knife looks a little different at first glance. Like the enveloping package, it is full of mysterious and unpredictable power.

Countless eyes fixed on the long black knife, and there was an extremely greedy look in their eyes.

However, no one dared to act rashly, because beside the young man, there was a ghost king.

In this city, the ghost king is an invincible existence, not to mention, beside the newly promoted ghost king, there are the young man with a black long knife and ten newly promoted demons...

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The whole ghost town was shaken.

In the hell space, there has never been a precedent for a ghost king to be killed.

In the memory of some humans and demons, no one has ever challenged the authority of the ghost king.

What's more, people still don't understand why the ghost king who lived in seclusion suddenly appeared, but was stabbed to death by the young man again.

Although the ghost king sits in the ghost city,

But they rarely show up. Some humans have lived in ghost towns for countless years, and they have never even seen the ghost king appear.

After hearing the news, human beings ran to the gate of the city to watch the excitement. All of a sudden, there were crowds of people and it was very lively.

Under the eyes of everyone, the young man with the long knife leaped lightly onto the shoulder of the newly promoted ghost king. With the long knife in his hand, he carved a few large characters crookedly on the gate of the city - White Turban Army City.

"Peng!"

Wang Zhu jumped off the shoulders of the White Scarf Army, ran back and forth non-stop, watching from various angles where there was room for modification in the "White Scarf Army City", and then jumped on the shoulders of the Eighth General to make changes. After half an hour of modification, Wang Cun was satisfied.

Of course, the large characters of "White Turban Army City" that have been revised repeatedly are still horrible, and even a vulgar man like the Eighth General keeps shaking his head and sighing.

The onlookers all wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare to laugh. After all, that guy was standing on the ghost king's shoulder to engrave words. In this world, not just anyone can stand on the ghost king's shoulder. It is not worth the loss if you laugh out and lead to death.

"How is it?" Wang Chu was very satisfied with his handwriting, and asked the Eighth General triumphantly.

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"Eighth General, do you think it's ugly?" Wang Zhu asked hehe.

"No...no..." The Eighth General waved his hands in fright.

"Eight generals, you don't understand. The inscription must have a unique style, especially the leader. Look at this word, it is plain and unpretentious, and it must be famous through the ages!"

"..."

Facing Wang Zhu's self-praise, the Eighth General was unable to refute, and could not refute, and could only nod repeatedly. The eight generals have long been familiar with Wang Zhu's virtue. When he ran thousands of miles to attack the city of God, Wang Zhu looked like this too.

"Sir, look!" A white scarf soldier probably couldn't bear Wang Zhu's boasting, and hurriedly interjected while Wang Zhu was savoring the big characters carved on the city wall.

"what are you looking……"

Wang Zhu followed the eyes of the white scarf army and looked around, only to see dozens of people kneeling on the ground, and everyone was in tears.

"They should all be White Turbans, go and verify their identities." Wang Zhu said to Zhao Yong.

"Yes, sir."

Zhao Yong immediately led several white scarf soldiers straight to the kneeling people.

really!

Just a little verification, it proves that these kneeling people are former soldiers of the White Turban Army.

In fact, after seeing Wang Zhu, many people recognized Wang Zhu as the God of Darkness in a different space, but because Wang Zhu was surrounded by the ghost king, the soldiers did not dare to recognize each other until Wang Zhu carved "White Scarf" on the ghost city. After "Military City", the soldiers finally couldn't restrain their inner excitement, and knelt down on the ground one after another.

Everyone recognized each other, and when they learned that the ghost king was the Eighth General, they were all so excited that they hugged each other and cried.

After counting the number of people, the number of the White Turban Army has reached 73.

There is no doubt that in the different space where each is fighting, even if Wang Zhu is not counted, the seventy-three people are still a very powerful force, not to mention that there is a ghost king-level master among them.

For Wang Zhu, seventy-three people were far from enough. You must know that the number of soldiers who returned triumphantly after the White Turban Army marched thousands of miles to the city of God was more than a thousand.

However, with this "White Turban Army City", things will be easier to handle.

Although there are tens of thousands of ghost cities in the hell space, they are all unnamed ghost cities. A castle like "White Turban Army City" is absolutely unique. When some White Turban Army soldiers heard this name, they would definitely come from all directions. rush over...

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Wang Zhu named the ghost city "White Turban Army City" for its own purpose. After all, in this hell space, the appearance of human beings has changed, but Wang Zhu's appearance has not changed. However, it is impossible for Wang Zhu to stay for a long time. Here, so, naming a city "White Turban Army City" can gather the original White Turban Army soldiers as quickly as possible.

In this dangerous hell space, time is life.

The sooner the White Turbans get together, the better their chances of survival.

Just as Wang Zhu thought, after the news of the "White Turban Army City" spread in hell, the White Turban Army rushed over from all directions. In just two hours, the number of the White Turban Army had exceeded One hundred, reaching one hundred and thirteen people.

According to the current speed, Wang Chu believes that it won't be long before all the White Turbans can be gathered together.

However, what Wang Chu didn't expect was that what he did also alarmed the demon king who was a level higher than the ghost king.

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Wang Zhu didn't know that the hell space seemed chaotic and disorderly, but in fact, every ghost king had his own territory, and above the ghost king was the devil king.

A demon king governs more than fifty ghost cities and enjoys the offerings of the ghost king.

Wang Zhu killed a ghost king and replaced him with the eight generals, but it broke the balance of the hell space.

The direct result of breaking the balance is to alarm the devil.

No demon king would allow others to challenge his authority on his territory.

Wang Chu didn't know the power structure in the hell space, and neither did the Eighth General, the newly promoted ghost king. He and a group of white scarf soldiers wantonly enjoyed the benefits brought to him by the power - sucking the enshrined human souls.

Wang Zhu and the Eighth Generals were entrenched in the palace of the original ghost king. There was no need for them to go out hunting. There would be a steady stream of merchants from the ghost town sending human souls over. In just a few hours, a group of white scarf soldiers came from the strong Humans have advanced to become demons.

This promotion process seems simple, but in fact, the latest White Turban soldiers who came to the hell space have been stagnant on the edge of strong humans for ten years. They are able to advance now because the eight generals are willing to share human beings with them Soul, otherwise, even if it is a demon who has advanced to the lowest level, I don't know what year and month it will be...

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Just when Wang Zhu and the White Turban Army were dominating the White Turban Army City, suddenly, loud noises came from a distance, and with every loud noise, the ground shook, as if a giant beast was approaching. White Turban Army City came over.

Hearing the loud noise, Wang Zhu inexplicably thought of the Giant King Beast of Sahara.

"Sir, General, I'll go out and have a look."

"Go and come back quickly." The Eighth General nodded.

"Eighth General, this voice is a little weird, I'm afraid we won't be able to sit still." Wang Chu felt that the chair under his buttocks was jumping and jumping.

At this moment, the sound was getting closer and closer.

"Sir, I'll go out and have a look."

"Let's go together."

As soon as Wang Zhu and the Eighth General came out of the ghost king's palace, they saw a huge foot stepping down in the air, and landed heavily on a section of the city wall.

"Peng!"

The solid city wall collapsed tens of meters at once. All of a sudden, sand and rocks flew, and the surrounding shop operators fled in all directions, shouting for their father and mother.

"Damn it, attacking giant!"

Wang Clumsy looked petrified, staring blankly at the giant who seemed to stand upright.

The giant is at least 30 meters tall, more than twice as tall as the heavy mechs on the Sahara planet. His body is naked, and his muscles are like granite, like the roots of a thousand-year-old tree. explosive power.

Because it was too high, Wang Chu couldn't even see the giant's face clearly.

"Peng!"

Just when Wang Cun wanted to see the giant's facial features clearly, there was another earth-shattering bang, and the giant's other huge foot, which was several meters long, directly stepped over the collapsed city wall and landed on the ghost king's palace. The solid palace was like building blocks, and it collapsed immediately. The white scarf soldiers fled in all directions, in a panic. One of the white scarf soldiers couldn't dodge in time, and was directly trampled into meatloaf...

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