Because of the problem of the evil god and the drought, the players have a different stance from the corpse, which leads to the outbreak of the campaign.

During this period, the two god-realm powerhouses of the Evil God and the Drought Devil were in a coma.

In order to save the evil god, players have spent a lot of energy.

He suffered heavy casualties in the battle, but after 3 hours of cooldown, he decisively threw himself into the battle again, which pulled the huge evil god back to the extremely cold abyss, that is, in the Beiqi Domain.

Fortunately, in order to help the drought to contain the evil god, the phantom and the corpse generals were all seriously injured in this battle, and in the face of the arrival of the players, they were powerless to stop it, which allowed the players to successfully take away the evil god.

But the beam of the player clan and the corpse clan is completely knotted.

After that, the corpse clan came to attack Beiqi several times, and the players did not show mercy, and counterattacked the Senluo domain several times.

However, compared to the players, the corpse clan became more and more depressed in this battle.

In any previous foreign battles, the Corpse Clan had long been accustomed to recovering the corpses of the enemy and refining them into a part of the Corpse Mountain. Feed the war with war, and rely on war to strengthen the ethnic group.

However, in the face of the player's rogue forces, let alone corpses, there will not be even a single hair left after death.

The corpse warriors who discovered this can be said to be extremely complicated and depressed.

I wanted to make a corpse mountain from the corpses of the player clan, and then expand the advantage and eat away at the player's power little by little. But I didn't expect that I couldn't receive the corpses, not to mention, the corpses of my own people were taken away by the players.

It can be said that it is completely reversed.

And the reason why players collect the corpses of the corpses of the corpses is very simple, because the corpses of the corpses of the corpses are very useful to them.

There is an ancient building in Hades, which is familiar to the earliest conquest players, and that is the "Morching Chamber" (PS: Chapter 140 has content details).

This building is a special building built during the original "Evil Scourge Invasion".

The function is to recover the evil corpse and refine it into "corpse points", and players can use the corpse points to cultivate one-time consumable combat corpses.

However, with the end of the "Evil Natural Disaster", the building was gradually abandoned in the city, and no one cared about it.

But this time at war with the Corpses, the building was once again useful.

Players can put the bodies of the corpse warriors into it and refine them into corpse spirit points, which can be used to make one-time battle corpses and recycle them reasonably.

Even the bodies of many corpse warriors were put on the "auction house", and the stronger the corpse warrior before death, the higher the price of soul coins sold.

Good things are never afraid that no one will accept them, and even some local tyrant players have threatened to store a large number of corpse points and make a battle corpse in the realm of the ghost king at one time.

This also forms an industrial chain.

Subsequently, many Magic Kitchen players also joined in the use of "corpses".

For players who have turned to Demon Kitchen, they only see the abundant psionic points in the corpse warrior's body, which is like a food rich in protein in reality, and the "nutritional value" is very high.

Whether it's good or not is not a problem at all for Magic Kitchen players.

After all, the ability of the magic kitchen player is to process the taste of food, remove all harmful substances, and make even "" delicious.

And the richer the spiritual energy points contained in the "ingredients", it means that the higher the quality of the food made, and the stronger the amplification effect.

These "evil" Demon Chef players have developed 108 corpse dark cooking courses for this purpose.

Although they know that it is delicious, most players still feel that they are afraid to try it, even foodie players who want to eat all the delicacies in the game do not dare to challenge these alternative delicacies easily.

As a result, eating the "Corpse Cooking Course" has become an item that only warriors dare to challenge.

However, Magic Kitchen players are not satisfied with this, after all, if it is made, if there is no sales, their losses are very huge.

After all, the bodies of these corpse warriors were also purchased by them at the auction house, and they spent all soul coins.

So, they held a tasting meeting and offered a free corpse cooking package for the majority of players to try.

Although the vast majority of players are not aware of this, they have no intention of trying it at all.

But after all, these "foods" can really provide amplification buffs, and even the blessing of permanent attribute points.

As a result, there are a handful of players who have tried it.

The result: it smells so good!

As a result, this industrial chain also began to operate.

Although there are not many customer groups, at least there are customers and they can make money.

In addition, there are many players who are trying to develop other ways to use the bodies of corpse warriors, and also want to join the ranks of earning soul coins.

Since there is a huge consumer group, what is worse is the body of the corpse warrior......

In the past six months, players have gradually strengthened themselves by plundering the forces of other races by the corpse clan, and they have brought the use of corpses to the fullest.

And the most popular way for civilian players to move bricks has also changed from fishing to "moving corpses".

Because these moved corpses can be sold for a good price, they can be sold to local tyrant players, they can also be sold to magic kitchen players, and so on......

The demand is huge.

Players go to the Senluo Domain, kill a few corpse warriors, and sell a lot of soul coins after changing hands.

Now, even if the corpses don't want to go to war, the players won't agree.

So in this battle, the corpse clan has fallen into a total passivity.

Not only can it not take advantage of the players, but its overall strength has been weakened.

The happiest of them all is Lu Wu.

Players have made a lot of money by making "dead people's money", and their overall strength has also improved a lot, and Lu Wu is even more so.

Because players have to pay a fee for using the "Corpse Room", players also have to pay a fee for buying and selling corpses at the auction house. In short, Lu Wucai is the most profitable one in this battle between the player clan and the corpse clan.

This time, because of the Krypton Wheel event, many poor players once again set their sights on the Senluo Domain.

Players who have no small money have only one thought at the moment, and it is time to move bricks.

There are those who arrive in teams, those who arrive in guild teams, and those who come in groups of individual players.

The Corpse Clan, who had not been stable for two days, once again faced the evil forces of the player that caused them a great headache.

But the corpse people knew that they could not retreat, and could only fight with them.

Now they can only hope that the drought will wake up soon.

Only in this way can you kill the evil god one step ahead of time, and then destroy the player clan located in Beiqi.

If the evil gods are the first to wake up, then their end is coming.

On the other hand, the mentality of the players is very good.

Even if the drought fish wakes up first, players just want to say, you jumped out of the game world to hit me.

If you can't jump out, we'll be able to wave in three hours!

……

……

Just when the Beiqi players were fighting with the corpse clan of the Senluo Domain.

Non-service has ushered in a big change!

South Africa.

In a desert area far from the city, under the endless yellow sand, there is an oasis area.

But it is not a good place, because it is home to some of the most vicious criminals in the Republic of South Africa. It is precisely where the prison "Polsmo" is located.

An escort van approached from a distance, and the iron gates of Polsmo Prison slowly opened.

As the escort car drove into it, inside the barbed wire fence on both sides of the road, the prisoners all looked curiously at the rare escort car, and their faces showed different expressions.

There is joy, there is banter, and there is numbness......

The arrival of the escort van means that new prisoners are about to join their large group.

But those who can enter here are not good stubble, they are all deprived of political rights, and basically they are either life sentences or death row prisoners.

Here, no one can have freedom.

As the door opened, a dark-skinned, handcuffed and shackled burly man about 1.9 meters tall slowly walked out of the prisoner car.

Suddenly, a cheer rang out from inside the barbed wire, as if to welcome the arrival of the newcomer.

However, their faces are more gloating.

The numb life makes them different from ordinary people, and they are very happy to see the pain of others and take pleasure in it.

At this time, the prison guard stepped forward, greeted the escort, handed him a cigarette, and started a conversation with him.

The burly black man in handcuffs and leg cuffs just stood aside, his face as usual, unhappy or sad.

After a cigarette was smoked, the escort got into the car, and the prison guard set his eyes on the black man.

"Your name is Gangda, aren't you? Let's go, go and register, this is your future home! As he spoke, a playful smile appeared on the guard's face.

Hearing this, Gangda nodded.

Then, escorted by the prison guards, he stepped forward step by step, and entered a building in front of him under the gaze of the prisoners in the barbed wire fence on both sides.

After that, Gangda underwent a series of physical examinations, met with the warden, and all the information handed over was registered in the database.

From this moment on, he officially became a member of this prison and was sentenced to life imprisonment.

After completing a series of formalities, the prison guard led Gangda to his cell, room 707.

While walking through a passage without cameras, the prison guard suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Gangda and said:

"Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Looking at the greed on the guard's face, Gangda shook his head.

"You don't understand the rules here?" The prison guard frowned slightly.

As prison guards in this desert area, one of their daily income comes from the inmates.

Most prisoners who want to make a good living will choose to buy off prison guards, because the rights of prison guards are great here.

The end of offending the prison guards is even more miserable.

Hearing this, Gangda shook his head again:

"I don't have any money!"

"You don't have any money? The information shows that you robbed a vault, and the gold has not been recovered until now! The greed on the guard's face resurfaced.

"In this way, divide me some, I promise that you can live a good life here in the future, and you have to understand what kind of place this is, without my cover, a newcomer like you will end up miserable!"

Hearing this, Gangda shook his head again, his face did not change in the slightest.

"You'll regret it!" Finding that Gangda was so unrecognizable, the prison guard's face became gloomy.

After pondering for a moment, he glared at Gangda with a little unwillingness, and then led him through the double level and entered room 707 where he was.

Since it was activity time, after Gangda put down his belongings, he was pressed by the prison guards to the playground.

At this time, the prison guard helped him untie the handcuffs and leg cuffs, pushed him into the playground, and said:

"I advise you to think about it again, and if you think about it, you can come to me at any time!"

With that, the guard closed the iron door of the playground.

When Gangda heard this, there was still no fluctuation on his face, and he turned his eyes to the playground.

The playground is large, the size of two football fields, and is divided into five areas: A, B, C, D, and E.

At this time, Gangda is located in Area B.

Seeing Gangda's arrival, a wave of prisoners who were moving on the playground quickly gathered and walked towards Gangda.

This scene did not make Gangda nervous, and he still stood quietly in place.

When the prison guards outside the barbed wire saw this scene, they turned a blind eye, and they had no idea of stepping forward to stop them, and even had some small expectations.

Because that's how these prisoners welcome newcomers, and they've always been so old.

As long as no one is killed, they are too lazy to bother.

It is even used as a spice in a boring life.

At this time, in the wave of people walking towards Gangda, the leader was a black man with a scar on his face, and most of the people who followed him were also black, more than 20 people.

"Hey, newcomer, come here!"

Not far from Gangda, the bald man with a scar on the leader's face waved his hand at Gangda.

Seeing this, Gangda walked towards it.

The smile on the man's face was even worse, he took a step forward, patted Gangda on the shoulder and said:

"Newcomer, this is not a good place, what crime have you committed?!"

When Gangda heard this, he said with a face as usual:

"I didn't commit a crime!"

"Hahaha!" Hearing Gangda's answer, the group couldn't help but laugh.

The man at the head pointed to himself, and then to the little brother behind him, and couldn't help but smile:

"No one is guilty here, we are all innocent, just like you!"

The words fell, and the little brothers behind him laughed again.

In the face of the ridicule of this group of people, Gangda had a cold face and asked:

"Is there anything else?"

"Yes!"

As he spoke, the man turned his head and pointed to the group of people who were also sitting around in Area B, and the white man spoke:

"In our B area, there are two gangs, one is the beast I belong to, and the other is the poison of that group of white-skinned pigs, if you don't choose a gang to join, then your life here will be uncomfortable!"

Gangda heard this, but did not speak.

The black man was not angry, and continued to speak:

"We have the same skin color, you have no choice but to join us, but I am not easy to join here, you have to prove that you are useful to me, so I will give you a task first, if you can complete it, then even if you join!"

"What task?" Gangda asked.

"It's very simple, take this, go there and find someone randomly, and throw it in his face, remember, shake it hard!" As he spoke, the leading black man took the basketball from his younger brother, and then stretched out his hand to point to the white man sitting around not far away.

Looking at the banter on the black man's face, Gangda also smiled, he reached out and took the basketball, and then said:

"Is your gang lacking a boss?"

"What?" The black man at the head looked very surprised.

At that moment, Gangda suddenly threw the basketball in his face, then grabbed him by the neck, pressed down, and slammed his knee straight towards his front door.

"Bang!" Blood splattered.

The black man led by this blow was stunned, obviously did not expect Gangda to dare to resist him.

The enraged subordinates also took action at this time.

Seeing this, Gangda immediately counterattacked.

Although there were dozens of people in one enemy, Gangda did not panic at all.

If you get a punch, then hit back, and if you get a kick, you kick back.

The gray-and-white striped shirt was quickly torn apart in the brawl and was covered with paint, but Gangda was still full of fighting spirit, roaring like a beast, punching to the flesh, knocking down one attacker after another.

At this moment, Gangda's performance attracted the attention of everyone in Area B.

In less than ten minutes, he knocked everyone in the Beast Gang to the ground.

Gasping for breath, Gangda removed the pieces of his clothes, revealing an explosive body of muscles, as well as a tattoo of a three-headed black snake on his chest.

Taking a moment of respite, he slowly straightened his body, and then stepped on the head of the black man who had provoked him just now:

"Now let me ask you again, do you lack a boss?"

A newcomer starts in this way and fights a regional gang with a strong force value, and everyone in Zone B is stunned.

The same is true of the prison guards who saw this scene.

Looking at the gang leader struggling on the ground, Gangda suddenly turned his head to look at the prison guards on the other side of the iron gate, and a hideous smile appeared on his face.

The fierce eyes frightened the prison guard and subconsciously took a step back.

As if realizing that his actions were embarrassing, the prison guard hurriedly took another step forward, his face annoyed.

Seeing this scene, Gangda laughed.

The dark cages and barbed wire imprisons the free souls.

And he doesn't want to be tied down here, he wants to be the king of this place until he gets what he wants!

No one can stop him!

In that vague memory, he felt that he had another name.

Moonlight!

The name has no meaning, but it has the belief that it is unwilling to be sent under the fence.

It was as if in the distant past, he was the king of a world!

It's a delusion, but it's so real!