Chapter 183 182. Let Everything Return to Nothing!

After killing more than a dozen jackals and hyenas, the bloody scene did not scare those who were watching in secret.

On the contrary, the smell of blood that emerged from the killing made them unable to bear it any longer. They appeared one after another from the rocky cliffs, staring at Mo Cheng with their eyes fixed on Mo Cheng, and letting out low roars from time to time.

Hundreds of gnolls appeared in front of them, and here turned out to be a huge gnoll tribe. Not only that, but along with the gnolls, there were nearly a hundred huge hyenas and a large number of trolls.

It is no wonder that caravans and travelers are unwilling to go straight through the Sepayo Canyon. This level of strength requires at least an army to attack to knock it down.

But spending countless manpower and material resources just to open up a road for merchants and travelers for almost half a month. This kind of thing is indeed worth doing in terms of long-term benefits. It just requires the mayor or nobles of nearby cities to pay for it. The price is certainly not worth it.

"There are so many gnolls. No wonder this place is called Death Valley."

Gnolls eat warm-blooded creatures, and prefer to eat intelligent creatures because they prefer to listen to the screams of intelligent creatures.

Jackals don't like giants and most humanoid creatures, and they hate working. They are a natural bandit race.

They often hunt humans and goblins as slaves, and bugbears, hobgoblins, ogres, orcs, and trolls are all unstable allies of the gnolls.

When gnolls are hungry and cannot find prey, they often turn to slaves and allies for food. For gnolls, hunger is better than friendship and fear. Either eat their allies or be eaten by their allies.

There are so many gnolls here, and given their habit of eating intelligent creatures, Mo Cheng understands why this place is called Death Valley.

What an extremely apt description.

"Well, barbarians, assassins, poachers. Watchers, combat, thorns, bows, and magic combination, it's already an army."

Barbarian soldiers generally refer to the largest and most violent gnolls among the gnolls. They get more food because they are strong, and they get stronger because they have enough food.

Assassins may not be strong enough, but their cunning and ability to use ranged weapons make them indispensable, and their proficiency in the use of poison is enough to earn them a place in the tribe.

Poachers are relatively low-status and generally play the role of detecting and tracking prey.

Although they are neither shamanic nor druids, there are still many gnolls who have established a connection with the forces of nature. These gnolls, known as wardens, use their natural magic to support other combat units. And acts as the commander in group hunting.

Mo Cheng looked at the gnoll tribe surrounding him in the mountains and valleys, and couldn't help but sigh softly. He somewhat understood why Queen Aundair would do everything possible to take back the power of the nobles and form a centralized power.

An armed group of hundreds of people was entrenched on the main road, and the officials and nobles under them refused to take the initiative to clean it up. This saved them trouble, but the loss was the interests of the Principality of Aundair.

However, these are internal political events of the Principality of Aundair and have nothing to do with Mo Cheng in the short term. He is not a lord player and does not need to consider such things.

He had only one purpose here today, to find a place with a lot of monsters to try his moves, that's all.

When Mo Cheng looked at the jackals around him, jackals appeared on his back and sides, and he was surrounded.

Seeing that the enemy was surrounded, the Jackals slowly stepped forward with a grin. The Jackals had no concept of single combat, but preferred to attack when they had a numerical advantage, using human sea tactics and their strong strength to drown their opponents.

If there is a particularly strong leader, the gnolls can unite and fight with a clear division of labor. Otherwise they would be completely undisciplined in battle.

Jackal tactics are simple and easy to understand: if you have more people, attack; if the opponent has more people, retreat. These days, the spirit of cooperation is important, so gnolls also like many-on-one battles.

Seeing the jackal slowly approaching, Mo Cheng also started to move, "Hey, you idiots who don't know whether to live or die, let me give you [Judgment]!"

His hand slowly passed through the air, bringing up countless illusions like the Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara, and he lifted it up into the air slowly and quickly.

That movement, that feeling, was like a god sitting high in the sky, indifferently indifferent to all living beings, sending down a purge [judgment] on the ants who deviate from their own preferences and disobey themselves.

"Let everything return to nothing!"

The surging light cut the five fingers raised by Mo Cheng into countless fragments, covering hundreds of meters around him.

The light has become Mo Cheng's weapon, blasting towards the jackals overwhelmingly.

The jackals had no chance to dodge, because the light around them had become weapons, blasting towards them.

The terrifying power shines on everyone like sunshine. Facing that dazzling light, one may even have the idea of ​​​​wanting to actively merge into the light, like a moth flying into the flame.

The body of the jackals fell apart in front of this huge light. There was no protective gear, and no body could resist this all-pervasive attack. There was no way to use their combat skills or magic to destroy all non-holy light elements under the pure holy light. They are all extremely overbearing and isolated.

How can there be a reason to be invincible, and how can there be a reason not to die?

Facing [Judgment], they are like facing the gods who have sent down a great purge. They can only lose and die.

The purest light brings the purest destruction, and nothing can be left behind, whether it is mountains, stones, or the leather weapons on the Jackals, or even themselves.

At one end of Death Valley, the narrow and inaccessible road barrier was blasted out by Mo Cheng into a huge and perfect circle.

Results of the battle: 582 gnolls, 87 hyenas, and 30 trolls.

"call……"

After taking a long breath, he didn't know whether it was because [Judgment] was too consumed or if he was very satisfied with his results. Mo Cheng slowly walked into Death Valley, "First side, defeat."

This is just the entrance to Death Valley, there are more things inside, things that have not been destroyed, but need him to destroy.

The canyon in front of us is a terrifying place that caravans and adventurers regard as hell.

But today, this hell of death will face real terror, absolute death.

"Death Valley? Let me see if it can give me the feeling of death."

The figure flashed and rushed into the canyon. During the sprint, Mo Cheng's body expanded, bursting through his clothes, and transformed into a half-dragon form.

The Holy Light's moves have been tested. Next, let's switch to dragon blood.

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