As we all know, there are three forbidden places in the Cangyang Wasteland, the Chaos Domain is mysterious and unknowable, the Gray Stone City is golden and jade, and the Great Enlightenment Realm, which covers the most extensive area, is undoubtedly a slaughterhouse.

On the periphery of the Great Enlightenment Realm are hundreds of cities that have lost their former glory, decaying and decaying buildings that always show the glory of the past and the wilderness in their bones, these cities are not as eerie and dazzling as the Gray Rock City, nor are they as palpitating and treacherous as the Chaos Domain, but they are as dilapidated and ordinary as they seem on the surface. The people who live in it are far from rich, but they are barely able to support themselves, and this slaughterhouse, which is the size of a third of the territory of the sunset, should have been a comfortable and happy land, but the eyes of the world are often blinded by appearances, and few people can pass through these cities, come to the deepest depths of the Great Enlightenment Realm, and see the perennial perennial layer of blood mist that is so thick that it cannot be dissolved.

The Great Enlightenment Realm is not terrible, what is terrible is the Overlord Terrace of the Great Enlightenment Realm.

When you climb the city with great difficulty, when your mouth and nose are closed with blood, when you feel the softness of the sand under your feet, then you will see the truth of the Great Enlightenment, and of course, you are close to death.

But there are always people who are not afraid of death, or there are always people who have nothing but death:

Wrapped in a thick sackcloth robe, the gray-haired old man stopped at the edge of the blood mist, he stepped on the fine sand that turned black at some point, silently watching the huge sound coming from the thick blood mist in the distance, every time this deafening roar sounded, a circle of feet high sand waves rose on the black desert, what a terrible thing is impacting this suffering land, for a long time, it has shook the solid granite within a radius of hundreds of miles into the finest powder.

The old man's face was blank, and there was a wisp of dead silence in the deepest part of Mu Ran, which was indeed a resolute dead silence, because he was deep in it, and if he wanted to face that person, he had to have the determination to die.

This is the Great Enlightenment;

This is the overlord platform of the Great Enlightenment Realm;

There is a butcher who sells meat by the pound on the overlord stage, he does not sell pork, only human flesh.

His human flesh is divided into three classes: the lower realm of Shangxian, the middle realm of Shangxian, and the upper realm of Shangxian.

The old man ordered himself not to think about those terrible rumors, he mobilized every acupoint in his body, refined and absorbed the filthy majestic vitality around his body, and used it to support him in the face of the immeasurable pressure that was going to crush the heavens and the earth in the center of the blood mist, and when he faltered and struggled to his destination, he saw a scene that he would never forget for a lifetime:

In the overwhelming sea of blood, countless slender iron stakes were hung with countless mutilated corpses, in the middle of the iron stakes, a burly man with short red hair was naked with a strong upper body like a demon beast, he lifted the inheritance of the ancient wilderness with one hand, the outline was hideous, as if it was an axe-like weapon only in a nightmare, and the other hand pressed the back of a body that did not know whether to live or die, and then slammed it down.

The indescribable storm spread in all directions with that impact, and the desert rose in layers of waves in a violent tremor, and the old man finally understood what had turned this place into a desert, and he suddenly remembered that the axe-like weapon was called the Yue, which was a special instrument of torture for beheading.

At that moment, even he, who was full of hatred and was bent on revenge, suddenly began to regret why he came here.

"People are in their twilight years, their flesh and blood are withered, and the realm can still break through, you are an outlier, maybe your meat can be sold for a good price here with me. The man noticed the old man, he turned his head and opened his scarlet eyes, greedily scanning every inch of the old man's body, the old man was deep in the red hell in the man's eyes, and he saw too many terrible miserable scenes from it.

The man is the monster who has really fought in the center of the Cangyang battlefield for seventeen years, and compared to the cruelty there, the old man thought that the ruthless battlefield could only be regarded as an amusement park for children to fight.

The old man resisted the fear of almost vomiting, and replied as calmly as possible: "I was originally General Yu of the Zhenzhou border guard, called Fujinomiya. ”

"General Fujimiya, I've heard of your name, and the defense line you have laid out has caused me a lot of trouble, so you have come to me to show off your might? Should I reward you with a candy?" The man's voice was mixed with the viscosity of blood, and he carried a large bronze bowl that was a foot long on his shoulder, and smiled to show two rows of white Morisen's teeth.

"What the adults say, how can I have such guts. Fujimiya struggled to squeeze a smile from his face that wasn't good.

The man came to Fujimiya in a few steps, and he rubbed his bloodstained hand on the linen clothes on Fujimiya's chest, and said with a smile: "Dare to come here to find me, you have a lot of courage." ”

Undisguised blood and murderous intent ran rampant on the desert, Fujimiya felt that if he didn't explain something valuable, he would immediately be torn to pieces by the man in front of him, and the patience of the overlord butcher was well known, and it was really limited.

"I'm here to help you fight Sunset. Fujimiya held her voice steady, trying to appear sincere and confident.

"You're direct and smart. The man said, "I always dreamed of slaughtering all the people in that land, and my hatred for Sunset is not comparable to the kind of wall grass of the Chaohu in Gray Rock City, but what kind of information can you provide me, and what kind of reward do I have to pay?"

Fujimiya knew that as soon as the man's words came out, most of his life had been saved today, so he didn't dare to slack off, and hit the railroad while it was hot: "I am in charge of border affairs in Zhenzhou, and I have been working hard for more than ten years, and I know the deployment situation in various places well. The adults have taken me in, and I am sure that I will tear a hole for the adults in any place on this thousand-mile border. ”

"It does sound very attractive. The man said and put the terrifying big sword on Fujimiya's shoulder, the blood-rusty blade was only a few inches away from Fujimiya's neck, "I ask you a personal question, if it's inconvenient, you can not answer, why are you helping me?"

The man's words were very polite, but Fujimiya's fate of not answering had already been answered in his actions.

Fujimiya took a deep breath, the cloudy eyes of the old man suddenly brightened, he was no longer afraid of the terrifying killing weapon on his shoulder, but straightened his chest, with hatred that wanted to crush his teeth, and said word by word: "They killed my only son, I want my lord to give me a chance to be a bloody enemy." ”

"Your enemy?" The man sensed the scorching vitality tide generated by the change in the old man's momentum, and these special vitality seemed to have a keen perception of blood, causing the temperature of the blood mist to rise sharply, as if it were about to boil.

"Southern General Mo Lin, I hope to reach the Shangxian Upper Realm in the shortest possible time, even if it is to use the secret method of sacrificing life. ”

"Hahahaha!" The man burst out into a beastly laugh, he completely stretched out his muscular knotted body, and his big hand full of green tendons grabbed the back of the old man's neck, lifting the old man up like a male lion holding up a jackal, and roared: "That old dog of Mo Lin, of course it is not difficult to help you kill him, but it depends on how much you have created!"

The old man, who was still quite burly, looked thin in front of the man, and he was stuffed under a cutting board that was sticky with a thick layer of minced flesh and intestines, huddled together with countless flesh and blood corpses that could no longer be distinguished. Fujimiya stared desperately at the pitch-black chopping board above his head, as if he could see the bloodstained butcher knife in the man's hand through the chopping board.

"I still have to work, so I will ask you to stay down there for a while, and if you are still alive in a month, you should reach the Shangxian Upper Realm as you wish, and then we will talk about your plan. The man's voice sounded, and it sounded like a death knell to Fujinomiya.

"My lord, my lord!" Fujimiya scratched the hard cutting board, roared as hard as he could, and replied with a devastating roar, and the terrifying sonic boom radiated from the cutting board as the center, Fujimiya's coarse linen clothes were instantly torn into dust mixed with the black sand waves, his eyes were blank, blood flowed out of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and most of the muscles and bones in his body were shattered by the butcher's blow through the cutting board.

"The sky is vast and the wilderness is vast. The land is barren, and it is difficult to find food. ”

The dying Fujimiya heard the man's long and sad tone, and the yin wind that rose out of nowhere swirled and whimpered, and the blood mist in the wind was not dispelled, but became more and more viscous.

"Childish burial, slaughter Jiaoniang. and rotten bones, not envious of sheep. ”

The man's eyes were red and about to ooze blood, he looked at the blurred human figure mixed up on the desk, his throat rolled, and he raised the bronze big Yue in his hand again and smashed it down.

And the bones are rotten, which means that the meat of children is tender, and when it is put into the pot, even the meat with bones can be cooked together.

I don't envy sheep, I say that women's meat is fat, and I forget the taste of mutton when I eat it.

Fujimiya listened to the short song that echoed between heaven and earth, leaning his head against the dirty desk wall, his white hair was messy, and he let his tears mixed with blood flow, he remembered that this man known as the blood-clothed butcher fought to satisfy his subordinates in the most difficult times, and lifted the butcher's knife to cook his wife and children with his own hands, perhaps from that moment on, he could no longer be called "human".

Why bother, Fujimiya has been on the battlefield for more than ten years, but in the end he has to try to be with a madman, the injury of his wife, the pain of losing his child, in the eyes of this man, what is the difference between the death of a dog and a pig. As the saying goes, heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs, at least there is the meaning that people are equal to all beings, but the butcher's unkindness is to use the axe in his hand to treat all things as lambs to be slaughtered.

One after another urging impact resounded in the wasteland, and the heart-wrenched Fujimiya tossed and rolled in his bones in pain, his skin cracked into countless bloody holes, and his lungs were no longer intact, and monstrous hatred was surging back and forth in his body, trying to tear his body apart. I don't know how long this torture lasted, but finally, Fujimiya stopped struggling, he picked up a ball of flesh beside him, opened his mouth and swallowed it in his stomach.

In the pitch-black ledge, those incomparably bright eyes were about to burn and burn everything they saw.