Chapter 1012

In the underworld, the atmosphere is oppressive and mysterious, and the ranking list hangs high in the air.

Shining with a strange light.

The names of the top players listed on the list,

At this moment, these masters are all attracted by a player named [King].

They were full of curiosity and vigilance.

In this vast wilderness,

The ghostly aura is permeating the air, as if it can swallow up people's souls.

The surroundings are gloomy and terrifying,

There were faint sounds of creepy whimpering.

The ground was covered with numerous bones and mutilated limbs, which was shocking.

It's chilling.

Miyamoto Musashi stood quietly in the middle of this wilderness, holding a strange demon sword with long and narrow ghost eyes in his hand.

At this time, his face was as gloomy as the bottom of a pot,

bloodless,

It's like an evil ghost crawling out of the depths of hell.

His eyes were fixed on the ranking list on the system screen, with blazing anger burning in his eyes.

I only saw the ranking of merits that originally belonged to him.

Now it has fallen to fifth place.

"king!?"

Miyamoto Musashi gritted his teeth and squeezed out these two words from between his teeth, his voice was low and hoarse,

It seems to contain endless hatred.

"They're all a bunch of damn things..."

He continued to mutter to himself, and with every word he spoke, the muscles on his face would twitch involuntarily.

"One or two..."

“Everyone deserves to die!!!!”

Suddenly, like a ferocious beast, he made a vicious sound that resounded throughout the wilderness,

It startled countless crows that roosted here.

"Why are there so many damn things?!"

Miyamoto Musashi's emotions became more and more out of control. He waved the demon sword in his hand crazily.

It brought up waves of fierce wind.

At this moment, he held tightly the demon knife that exuded a strange aura.

It's as if I can feel it connecting with my soul.

Suddenly, the demon sword seemed to sense the burning anger in its master's heart.

The long, narrow and eerie ghost eye embedded in it began to shake violently.

It was like being shaken desperately by an invisible hand.

at the same time,

A horrifying scene happened - a trace of ferocious fangs slowly appeared on the handle of the knife!

Immediately afterwards, a sinister and cunning laughter came from the demon knife like the cry of a night owl:

"Jiejiejie........."

This laughter kept echoing in the wilderness, which was so silent that even the wind dared not blow it easily.

It seems as if countless pairs of invisible hands are holding it firmly and spreading it wantonly.

This made the already eerie atmosphere even more intense.

"Don't worry, don't worry, my master, those insignificant ants will sooner or later become a stepping stone on your way to the top."

Demon Sword said in a tone full of temptation and incitement,

"As long as I swallow more human flesh and blood, I can quickly regain my former powerful strength."

"At that time, these guys who dare to offend your majesty will all kneel at your feet, trembling, and let you do whatever you want."

"You can also pee freely into their mouths in front of them, giving them a taste of humiliation!"

After saying that, there was another burst of chilling laughter.

The demon sword at this moment,

The mouth that was originally closed suddenly opened wide, revealing the densely packed, sharp, wolf-like teeth inside.

These teeth are arranged staggeredly and make a chilling "crunching" sound when they rub against each other.

As if ready to choose someone to devour at any time.

The entire demon sword looks like a demon crawling out of the dark abyss.

Exuding endless evil aura and terrifying coercion,

Its eerie appearance is enough to make any timid person faint on the spot.

After Miyamoto Musashi heard this,

A flash of lightning-like light flashed across his deep eyes.

However, in just a moment, this light was forcibly suppressed by him.

What replaced it was a calm as deep as a bottomless abyss.

Despite this, the burning anger deep in his heart has not been extinguished.

Instead, it was like being suppressed under a volcano that was about to erupt, and could erupt at any time.

He slowly cast his gaze towards the players not far away who were fighting fiercely with those ghastly ghosts.

At this time, his eyes began to sparkle with an indescribable and elusive strange luster.

This luster seems to contain countless complex emotions and thoughts,

It's impossible to get a glimpse of its true meaning.

Immediately afterwards,

I saw Miyamoto Musashi walking towards the group of players step by step with steady and powerful steps.

With every step he takes,

The surrounding air seemed to tremble slightly because of the powerful aura emanating from his body.

At the same time, the legendary demon sword he held tightly in his hand - Muramasa,

At this moment, an extremely weird and creepy smile suddenly bloomed.

What’s even more frightening is that

Just then,

A scarlet tongue covered with sharp barbs slowly protruded from the hilt of the demon sword Muramasa.

The tongue kept twisting in the air.

It's like a hungry snake looking for its prey.

At this moment, Miyamoto Musashi was like a devil who was ready to enjoy a sumptuous and delicious meal.

With a ferocious and twisted expression on his face, he was approaching the unsuspecting players.

Miyamoto Musashi is not the only one,

The other experts were full of curiosity and fear of this player who appeared out of thin air.

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Hell Palace Guild,

The president, King Yama, was standing quietly, his always serious face now shrouded in a layer of solemnity.

His eyes were firmly fixed on the ranking list in front of him. Every shining name on the list seemed to have a heavy weight.

Slowly, the King of Hell raised his head slightly,

His eyes turned to the dim sky. The gloomy sky is like a huge picture scroll,

It feels depressing and boring.

He murmured to himself:

"Just one of the Six Paths was almost suffocated by it, and now a king appears?"

"Why---"

As the words fall,

The face of the King of Hell became increasingly heavy, and finally turned into a sigh,

Dissipated in the wind.

He knew in his heart that every time there was a powerful opponent,

The road ahead for them will become increasingly difficult and dangerous. Just like the originally flat road,

Suddenly, another huge boulder rolled down and stood in the middle of the road.

Once again blocking their progress.

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