In Muen's perception, the Ninth City is a huge construction site, with iron scaffolding filling all corners of the city, and countless professionals working hard in the city, some of them are transporting boulders, some use shovels to dig the earth, some quickly smear the stones with a certain medium white slurry and pile up the walls, and some manipulate the heavy iron blocks to level the ground.

Well, these are simple to say, but the process is absolutely jaw-dropping.

For example, the warrior who digs the earth, the digging tool he uses is a thick-backed broadsword, I saw his body turn, and the air blades that he brought up when he swung them were staggered, and countless earth and stones flew on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, a regular circular pit was plowed out.

Another example is another professional who leveled the foundation, it was a big man, naked and naked, with muscles like old tree knots, I saw him wave a meteor hammer in his hand, and the square iron hammer head was directly picked up by him and smashed to the ground.

Bang!

The earth trembled, the dust flew, and the ground was struggling to form a depression, and that was only the beginning.

Bang bang!

Within dozens of breaths, the meteor hammer had turned into a black shadow covering the figure of the big man, and the dense pounding sound was like a war drum, and when the big man stopped, the circular pit had sunk several meters, and the foundation was as solid as steel.

I saw a soldier transporting stones running quickly, and more than a dozen green rocks that had been mined and cut were kicked away by him one by one, and hundreds of catties of rocks flew into the sky with a whimpering wind, and when they crossed an arc and were about to fall, they caught him up again, and flew into the air with kicks and kicks.

And so on and so forth, when the boulders hit the ground, they were already where they should be.

Even, Mu En saw a magician kneeling in the corner of the wall, chanting words in his mouth, and the staff in his hand kept moving, casting spells quickly.

Mu En couldn't name the spell, but under the radiance of the elements, every newly built wall would quickly turn a miserable green, with a hint of metallic luster.

Professionals have the pride and glory of professionals, and Mu En never imagined that one day, such a large group of professionals would rob the mason's job and use their penance to build a house.

Theoretically, with such a group of 'fierce' workers, the speed of building the city should be very fast, but in practice this is not the case, the ninth city is not only a construction site, but also a ruin.

In the sky, countless demons fluttered their wings and waited for an opportunity, dense as black clouds, they either swooped down, or screamed and tore, or drove spells, flames and frost, and falling stone monsters rained down like drops.

From time to time, the ground would crack one after another, or the fiery red magma would flow into a river, or crawl out of strange and hideous monsters and demons.

They will destroy buildings, push them to houses, they will smash every scaffold, they will hunt down every 'worker', and they will do everything in their power to stop this castle that does not belong to the devil from rising over the scorched land of hell.

The Ninth City is a tragic and scorching battlefield.

In the sky, there are countless brave professionals and demons fighting, they either drive pets, or run through the void, or trample on the magic carpet, or wield their air blades across the sky, their figures appear and disappear in the black oppressive 'dark clouds', they are fighting to the death with demons.

On the ground, the fort that had been built was hung with all kinds of large attack weapons, huge bed crossbows, catapults, or all kinds of magic weapons pouring fire almost all the time, and there were teams of knights running around the city, they were like firefighters, fighting to the death with every demon that fell to the ground.

Mu En 'saw with his own eyes' a professional and a demon who was both defeated and wounded, he was pierced by the demon with his claws, and seeing that he could not survive, he vomited blood and cut off the demon's head with a sword. I also 'saw with my own eyes' a big man who was struggling to build a foundation wielded the meteor hammer in his hand and fought with a demon who had broken through two layers of defense.

It seemed that because of the unsatisfactory handling of the weapon, he was crushed and retreated, but in front of the unfinished fortress, he stopped, even though his mouth was spitting blood and scarred, he did not want to take a step back, there were his comrades who were working, and there was also the fortress that he had worked so hard to complete.

This place under Mu En should be regarded as the farthest area away from the center of the city, from the battlefield, it should have been a 'safe' position, but in fact, this is the core of countless demons vying to break through, just because there are eight fortresses on the ground that are surrounded by circles.

There, the flickering light of the Bright Gate has not stopped, and there, there are countless professionals and material resources flowing out endlessly.

That is, around this place, Mu En sensed the aura of more than twenty transcendent crowns, and the fluctuations of the extraordinary powerhouses who surrounded more than ten places here, whether it was the sky, or the earth, or the underground, there was no hand, there was no room, the line between life and death, and there was no death.

However, the center of the real battlefield is not yet in the city.

Perception was not as obstructed as his vision, and across the vast urban area, Muen 'saw' two mountains, two huge mountains of miserable green and bronze sheen towering above the clouds, unable to see how high or wide they were, only endless majesty.

Between the two mountains, there is a towering wall that has not been completed, and the wall stretches from one mountain to the other, separating the city from the wilderness.

On this side of the city wall, there are countless professionals stationed, and on the other side of the city wall, there are also countless demons attacking.

After all, there are only a few demons who can fly, and most of the demons who can't reach the high level have not awakened the 'flying' spell, they can only run honestly on the ground, and they can't cross the barrier of the bronze mountain.

Therefore, this wall became the center of the battlefield, the key to the battle between demons and intelligent life.

Here, demons pile up rising hillsides with corpses, while professionals buy time with their lives and build walls.

As a result, in the fierce war, there were more and more corpses, and the walls became higher and higher.

The perception continued to prolong, and Mu En saw countless demons again, like the stars in the sky, no one can tell how many stars there are, and no one can count how many demons there are.

And at the end of perception, Mu En trembled!

It was a river, with no source in sight and no destination in sight, only the gray river flowing quietly, without any waves, and countless muddy soul fragments floating in it.

It's just a tributary, but it's the River Styx!

On the River Styx, there are countless hideous demons driving strange boats, carrying boats and boats of demons down the water, and they stop at the ferry and watch the demons run as if they were fleeing, joining the infinite ranks of demons.

As a result, the demon army grew larger and larger.