The roads of the Inner Ring continue to deepen, and the difficulties encountered gradually increase, and the deeper you go to the Inner Ring, all kinds of strange things will emerge one after another, and many of them are deadly enough.

At this time, not only the deserted slaves will be in danger in their work, but also the soldiers of the human race will have accidents from time to time during their usual monitoring patrols. Although the number of people who actually died in the accident was not very large, it did hit morale.

The number of the team was slowly and constantly decreasing, death was close at hand, and an atmosphere of depression and panic hung over the team that kept people breathless. Not to mention that the strange power aura that emanates from the sacred mountain is already very strong, although it is not enough to kill people, but whether it is a desolate slave or a human warrior, they have gradually been affected by this force, and their bodies have a tendency to become weaker.

All of Yin He's energy was spent trying his best to maintain the situation and not let this team collapse under the weight of terror.

He had to shorten the time that the deserted slaves worked on the roads every day, and even adopted the method of working for an hour or two and then going back to rest for the same time, and then continuing to work, so that everyone could stay in the green jade place more and get a respite. But in this way, the pace of road construction has finally and inevitably slowed down.

Mount Kinabalu is in sight, but things are looking worse and worse for the foreseeable future.

Fortunately, at this time, the long-awaited support finally arrived.

On the side of the Holy City, Ji Hou once again sent 1,500 desolate slaves, as well as another 500 elite Terran soldiers.

In fact, the arrival of this support is still thanks to the pressure of the high priest, after sensing that the progress of road construction in the inner ring has suddenly slowed down, the high priest immediately summoned Ji Hou to inquire, after learning about the difficulties and embarrassments that Yin He and they are facing at the moment, the high priest did not express sympathy, no pity, and no emotion, but indifferently and directly issued an ultimatum to Ji Hou, the elder of the Holy City.

It is necessary, certainly, and desperately to ensure the speed of road construction, even if it is filled with human lives. Otherwise, he'll find someone else to do it.

There was no doubt that this order was cold-blooded and cruel, and to be honest, Ji Hou would not have believed the words of the gentle and calm high priest of the past few decades unless he had heard it with his own ears. It's just that the matter is right in front of him, and he can't afford to have the slightest room to turn around.

Although the High Priest hardly interferes in mundane affairs, because of the blessing of the gods, as the only person connecting the gods and the human race, he is naturally like a demigod, and is revered by all races. Once he openly questioned the Season, the influence was enough to shake the position of the Elders of the Season.

In the face of power and survival, Ji Hou had no way out, so he immediately and unceremoniously and mercilessly transferred this pressure directly to the desolate clan.

In addition to severely oppressing the desolate tribes close to him, such as the White Horse tribe, etc., who immediately sacrificed all kinds of desolate captives or other populations, he even directly used the army of the Holy City Terran and began to plunder the outside.

Many of the desolate tribes in the Great Wilderness who refused to submit to the Holy City were directly wiped out under the iron heel of the Terran strong army, and the looted desolate people and the desolate people who were deceived and sent by their compatriots were sent into the inner ring as slaves and became sacrifices for the ambitions of the human race.

Of course, this practice also caused a revolt from the desolate tribe, and one battle after another, resulting in casualties.

This war, which had little to offer, aroused the resentment of others in the Holy City, but all were silent when they learned of the High Priest's resolute attitude.

This year's great wilderness was full of blood, slaughter and oppressive atmosphere, and both the human race and the desolate race seemed to have entered an era of unprecedented tension.

Yin He, who was in the Inner Ring, didn't know this, or rather, he could think of these things, but at this moment, he had no time to worry about those things, and there was an unusually heavy pressure on his shoulders, which was the towering sacred mountain in front of him.

The replenishment of personnel still relieved the overstretched pressure of this road repair team, although when they first arrived here, the new desolate slaves were also very noisy for a while, some of them couldn't stand the pressure of the strange aura of the mountain and died, and more people also began to go crazy and noisy after finding themselves in the range of the mountain after they found themselves in the range of the mountain and couldn't accept this fact like those desolate slaves before.

The atmosphere was very tense for a while, the situation was very dangerous for a while, and in this process, most of the old batch of deserted slaves were not involved, and then sure enough, Yin He issued an order to suppress it.

Under the blades of the axes and axes, anger became meaningless, and in the face of bloody death, people fell to their knees and prostrate on the ground.

Myths and legends, dignity and blood, those beautiful hopes seem to be gone with the wind, like a fragile tissue paper being punctured.

It took several days to rectify this chaotic situation, and after the loss of more than a hundred lives, everything finally stabilized again. Yin He ordered the work of building the road to be restarted.

This time, he learned the lesson of his previous experience, and in order to cope with the growing oppression of Mount Kamiyama, he divided the newly replenished manpower into three shifts, and each shift was replaced by a person who worked for two hours. People rest, and roads are built without stopping.

As a result, sure enough, things were back on track, and the speed of road construction began to speed up again.

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"Roar!"

An earth-shattering loud roar, and the body like a small mountain rushed through the dancing wind and sand, and the giant palm slammed into the head of another monster with a terrifying appearance and a very large size, and suddenly heard a scream, and the unknown monster staggered back, and golden blood gushed out from the wound and splashed into the air.

It's just that this monster is obviously not an idle person, not only did it not flee after being injured, but it also seemed to inspire a fierce aura, roaring loudly at the "dragon king" who came out of the wind and sand in front of him, and then waved his claws and pounced.

"Boom!"

The two behemoths collided with each other again, and then frantically tore and wrestled until the sand flew away, and the tremors trembled, and even the incomparably tall mountain that was close at hand seemed to shake slightly.

At the foot of the sacred mountain, such a terrifying two giant beasts are fighting to the death in this unknown place.

In the midst of the fierce battle, the old figure above the dragon king's head suddenly found an opportunity and suddenly lit up with a light, which instantly hit the monster's eyes.

Immediately, the monster let out a heart-rending and unusually tragic scream, and staggered backwards.

The dragon king jumped up, and directly bit the throat of this monster mercilessly, and grabbed his body with a huge palm, only to hear a "click", as if the sound of a bone being broken violently.

The monster let out another terrible wail, and then fell like a hill, slamming to the ground.

The wind that swept through slowly calmed down, and the dust around him slowly fell, and the dragon king looked down at his massive body, which had many wounds and blood stains on it. Obviously, the strength of this monster in front of him is also extremely strong, even if it is not lightly injured.

The old man on top of it patted its head gently, as if comforting it.

The dragon king let out a low roar, looked up at the sacred mountain next to him, and then turned his head to look in the other direction.

Although they were standing at the foot of the Divine Mountain, at such a close distance, the extremely terrifying and powerful strange power of the Divine Mountain did not seem to cause any harm or pressure to the two of them.

The old man above the Dragon King's head also glanced in the direction in the distance, and suddenly spoke: "We have almost killed all the golden-blooded demonic beasts around the Divine Mountain, if this is the case, those people can't build the road to the Divine Mountain, it will be useless." ”

The dragon king let out a low roar, then leaned down, reached out and grabbed one of the legs of the dead monster, then turned around, and dragged the corpse of the golden-blooded demonic beast like this, stepping on heavy steps, step by step towards the distance, and it didn't take long for it to disappear into a corner of the sacred mountain, leaving only the empty space behind him, and the soil stained with golden blood.

The sun shone down, shining on this land, and the golden blood flashed with light, but it slowly reflected the tall mountain, and at the foot of the nearby mountain, there was a three-foot-wide mountain road that seemed to be naturally generated, extending upwards from the foot of the mountain, winding all the way, quietly leading to the depths of the mysterious and unknown and extremely terrifying sacred mountain.