Chapter 59

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Three days later, Tan Long led the killing warriors and super catapults to conquer Tianlong Fort, and after sending three 100,000 pounds of siege flint in a row, the 60,000 male soldiers of Tianlong Fort were killed in an instant due to too much formation and concentration. After seeing the strength of the killing warriors, the lord of the castle, Xu Wangting, finally completely collapsed, and surrendered with the remnants of twelve strong men and five thousand warriors.

On the same day, Cheng Yang and Hua Ling came to Lingyang Fort to persuade them to surrender, but they were naturally rejected by Yang Ming, the lord of Lingyang Fort, and then after the 120,000 male soldiers and two-thirds of the strong men all died in the killing of the ghost blood worm, the lord of Yang Ming Fort surrendered.

On the seventh day, Tan Long and Cheng Yang conquered White Elephant Fort and Fushui Fort respectively, and the process of conquering was the same as that of Tianlong Fort and Lingyang Fort. The lord of the White Elephant Fort and the strong men were all killed in the battle, and the lord of the fort of Fushui Fort, Ma Qi, led the eight strong men who sat down to surrender.

Half a month later, Cheng Yang, Hua Ling and Tan Long, as well as the surrendered castle lords, joined forces and marched to the last Chenguang Fort, Chenguang Fort is the strongest castle in the Nine Forts, with 200,000 elite soldiers, nearly 100 strong people, and the castle owner Chen Ning is a fierce martial artist. Moreover, after hearing about Chengyang's way of conquering other castles, Chen Ning drove the hundreds of thousands of residents of Chenguang Fort to the city, trying to force the other party not to dare to use the super catapult.

However, this is destined to be just Chen Ning's wishful thinking, maybe it is difficult for other castle owners to deal with the common people, but for Cheng Yang, he does not have the so-called concept of mercy and justice, and human life is just a meaningless number in the war. Not to mention that as the ultimate powerhouse, even a high-level powerhouse, the intention to kill people is only in an instant, and there is no difference between a few lives or tens of thousands of lives.

A volley of ten super catapults finally let the castle owners who had just surrendered see what it means to live after the catastrophe, facing more than a million catties of boulders, no force could stop them, and the roaring ten earth-shattering boulders even directly destroyed half of Chenguang Castle, and a full half of the ghosts frantically poured into the killing armor. This is also the castle with the largest number of casualties since Chengyang attacked the Nine Castles.

In half a month, the war of the nine castles ended with Chengyang's complete victory, and the killing armor absorbed the ghosts and blood of more than a million soldiers and hundreds of strong people, and the killing aura that filled the armor almost condensed into substance, maximizing the level of the spirit weapon.

It turned out that the ghost face that appeared on the killing armor had disappeared, and what appeared on the dark black-purple shell was countless blood-red dense patterns, and the patterns flashed with a strange blood-colored streamer, even the strong seemed to be constantly changing, and they were dizzy after just a few glances, which was the outer appearance of the ghost blood confinement that fused with the killing armor radiated out after perfecting its own structure.

The style of the armor has also quietly changed, the shoulders have become elongated, there are sharp spikes at the elbows and elbows and the joints of the ankles, which can be stretched and deformed at any time, and the head armor is a lifelike blood-colored skull mask, after absorbing enough killing breath, the armor is not as fierce as when it was first refined, but it contains an unfathomable fierceness in the calm.

The surrendered castle lord and his strong men and the remnants of the warriors were all taken to the Falling Water Castle, and Cheng Yang easily destroyed the teleportation arrays of these castles together, completely cutting off the idea of these surrendered guys to defect again.

As for how the people of the forts who have lost their rulers should survive, it is not in Chengyang's consideration. In fact, if these people knew that the army that suddenly disappeared had surrendered to Chengyang, I am afraid that they would all be grateful to Chengyang and bow down. The Temple of Forbidden enslaves the Nine Forts, and the Nine Forts will naturally enslave these ordinary residents, no matter where they go, the rule of the powerful is the same as that of the weak.

Cheng Yang stood in the hall of the Falling Water Castle, the snow-white wall hung the forbidden map from the Nine Castles, the nine maps have been perfectly stitched together, except for a circular blank in the center, the other places have been tightly closed to form a square picture.

Mountains, rivers, and roads clearly emerge on the surface of the map, because the map is enlarged, so it looks lifelike, like a dynamic scene window, if it is purely according to the degree of fit between the material and the prohibition, this forbidden map can barely be regarded as a quasi-spiritual weapon, although there is no other use except for accuracy.

The hall was full of surrendered castle lords and all the strong people, although most of the people were wiped out in the war, but the surviving strong people of the nine castles added up to more than 100 people, fortunately, the hall of the temporary castle lord's mansion in Luoshui Fort was very wide, and it could accommodate everyone. Killing immortals

Looking at the weak and gentle boy and the amazingly beautiful girl, all the strong people couldn't help but be a little nervous, and after the fear caused by the killing warrior and the ghost blood worm subsided, most of the surrenderers were a little unimpressed with Cheng Yang. The young man in front of him is only a second-order powerhouse, and he only relies on terrifying killing warriors and nightmarish ghost blood worms, if he only relies on his own strength, then most of the people here are not weaker than him.

Many people even secretly thought that if they were given a chance to fight fairly, then many people would be able to take Cheng Yang's life. Since most people are not qualified to comprehend Cheng Yang's fierceness, although they are silent, a look of contempt naturally appears on their faces, and in the hearts of the castle powerhouses who were attacked by Tan Long, Cheng Yang's deterrent power is even greater than that of Tan Long.

Although the killing warriors and ghost blood worms are terrifying, after all, they are only the means that Cheng Yang uses and not his real strength, and for the strong, what is worth noting is actually the power itself.

Only a few people such as Tan Long and Lin Zhenqiang looked at everyone's contemptuous faces in their eyes, and they all sneered with disdain, the real stupidity was actually just these people who didn't think so, and they didn't want to think about it, the people who could invoke the two terrible methods of killing warriors and ghost blood worms with only second-order strength were the ones they could afford to provoke, which meant that Cheng Yang either had extremely terrifying magical powers, or he was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

It's just that no one present can see the depth of Cheng Yang, only Tan Long knows that his new master is by no means as gentle and harmless as he seems, on the contrary, Cheng Yang is far more fierce than the ghost on the killing armor. So the most loyal subordinate even looked at everyone with some schadenfreude, expecting someone to be able to exert his power without knowing the current affairs, and then be cleaned up by Cheng Yang.

Cheng Yang looked at everyone lightly, what thoughts these people had in his heart like a mirror, but putting on the face of a butcher may not be the real deterrent, the real deterrent means are often subtle and a little imaginative.

He looked at the map quietly: "Everyone, we can determine the location of the Forbidden Temple from the spliced map of the Nine Forts, the next thing we have to do is to attack the Forbidden Temple and take the map of the Forbidden Temple in our hands, since we have become a whole, I don't know what you think?"

"Lord Chengyang, since the powerhouses of our Nine Castles have now surrendered to you, then naturally at your disposal. A somewhat yin and yang weirdness rose and sounded, "But the price of surrendering you is betraying the Forbidden Palace, presumably Lord Chengyang also knows the horror of the Forbidden Palace, I don't know if there is a good way to deal with the envoy, you know, even we, the castle masters, are not the opponents of the envoy." ”

Subsequently, a middle-aged man walked up from the crowd, looking at Cheng Yang with a haughty expression, many people recognized this man, it was Ma Qi, the castle owner of Fushui Fort, he was a strong man who surrendered by Tan Long and led the killing warriors to break through the castle, so although he had heard Cheng Yang's terrifying methods, he had not been convinced, and when Cheng Yang asked, he took the opportunity to make trouble.

Tan Long said coldly: "What, the master of the horse fort can't trust my master's strength, or do you want to try the taste of being besieged by the killing warriors again?"

Ma Qi's face suddenly became unnatural, the horror of killing warriors was unforgettable to him, that nightmarish scene only had to be experienced once, and he didn't want to experience it a second time, the eighty thousand elite soldiers and a dozen first-order powerhouses under his command were all wiped out in one hour, while the other party's one hundred killing warriors were not damaged at all, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed such a fact.

Facing Tan Long, his tone softened involuntarily, but he argued with his own strength: "I just want to ask Lord Chengyang how to deal with the messenger of the Forbidden Palace, if the left and right are dead, then why do we still surrender? It is better to die in battle, and still leave a good impression in the Forbidden Palace, now we are grasshoppers tied to a rope, since Lord Chengyang is our new master, he naturally wants to tell us what to do!"

Tan Long sneered, and was about to speak, when Cheng Yang waved his hand, looked at Ma Qi and said lightly: "Do you want to ask me if there is any way?"

March looked at Cheng Yang, looked at that indifferent and ruthless face, and suddenly a deep fear rose from the depths of his heart. The young man obviously didn't do anything, and even his tone was just calm without ups and downs, but for some reason, it gave people a pressure that could not be contained, and he could only feel it, and even his breathing was affected and became rough, and fear was emanating from his bone marrow little by little.

He involuntarily took a step back: "Lord Chengyang, I don't mean to offend, I just want to know what means you have to deal with the envoy." ”

"You asked very well, I do have the means to deal with the messenger. Cheng Yang said slowly, "Just show it to everyone." He whispered a few words in Hua Ling's ear.

The angry girl's eyes suddenly lit up, looked at Cheng Yang and nodded, and then walked out of the hall quickly. ^_^

(Zilang Literature)