Vol 2 Chapter 696: Hungry soul

Xu Yichen stayed in the only gap, watching the evil spirits of demons spreading like a tide.
Perhaps these grievances are the people of the Peacock country who died tragically at the border, but for hundreds of years, they have been influenced by the grievances of the last Peacock King before his death. These once innocent, or kind souls, have completely become obsessed with grievances. monster.
They can't remember what they were like back then, their name, the style of their homeland, the appearance of their lover, or the flowers blooming on the fertile land.
All the memories are kept in the last moment of life. That is an endless wall, behind which are monsters chasing soldiers. Their king begged Tang's soldiers to open the gate in front. That was the only way to survive.
But they were rejected, symbolizing that the door to life had not been opened, and the fire that fell from the sky completely brought them together.
The Peacock Nation no longer exists, they are the last survivors of the Peacock Nation.
The walls and gates have a different meaning to these evil spirits. When Wangxiangcheng was building the city, the alchemist who was in charge of supervising the work added the ashes of the monks of Yingzang Temple.
Using the unique Feng Shui knowledge of the alchemists, he designed such a cage that can completely trap the unjust souls, and all these first-generation city lord Lis were kept in the dark.
From the very beginning, Wangxiangcheng was a prison, and most of the residents here were the poor people from the frontiers who had been relocated. Criminals everywhere, including the Li family, lost power in the DPRK and were demoted here.
The meaning of Wangxiangcheng is the Wangxiang where ‘Yan Mo’ kneels and worships, not the Wangxiang where the Song people look away at their hometown. The residents of the city are just what Yong Ye said, they are all victims.
Long before the Song Empire was completely on the verge of collapse due to the surrounding pressure, Wangxiang City had already begun to be built, which was the most cost-effective way for those in power.
In this way, the residents of rural towns have suffered. For decades, three generations of the old, middle-aged and young people have been trapped in this ghost-ridden cage, living a precarious life of black and white.
At the same time, ‘Yam Mo’ has been in a state of being suppressed, and the boundless resentment and hunger have brought the power of ‘Yam Mo’ to its lowest point.
The general who was in charge of suppressing it became weaker and weaker with age. During the Tang Dynasty, while suppressing Yan Mo, the general could occasionally go home to visit.
In the Song Empire era, he couldn't even get out of Yingcang Temple. After relocating to Wangxiang City, the old monk couldn't leave'Yan Mo' for half a step, otherwise the seal would be cracked.
The general was sitting next to ‘Yan Mo’, guarding it, looking at it, waiting for him to die of old age, or for his grievances to dissipate first, sitting for decades.
At this time, the wall that had imprisoned ‘Yan Mo’ for decades finally cracked due to the blasting of the green skin. These hungry souls also felt the prosperous popularity outside the wall!
They need fresh, unsuspecting creatures to popularity!
There are too few people in Wangxiang City. Although they are their favorite Tang people, those people are experienced survivors after the tempering of time. They are awful and happy!
Only the people outside are the best food. As long as they can eat it happily, they can travel across the ocean and return to the cursed empire.
They want to give back all their despair and resentment to each other.
Then, the head of the evil spirit saw a Chinese man with black hair and black eyes standing in front of it.
Start with you!
The five senses, which had long been blurred by the soul of the injustice, combined into a hideous expression, which seemed to be celebrating his good luck.
Xu Yichen also smiled and watched his prey eagerly delivered to the door. The big sword in his hand did not move, and he stretched out straight on his chest.
"Puff!"
The remaining intelligence of the Wrong Soul couldn't understand how a mortal weapon could cause harm to him, but the companion behind him had already pushed his body forward.
The big sword of the demon hunter swept from left to right. Those unintentional weightless bodies are simply the best targets. The hacked guy will dissipate in a few seconds and turn into a plume of black smoke. A few grains of fine black sand are left.
The dead souls will not leave corpses, and will not affect the killing efficiency of the demon hunters. Like the last time they killed insects in the mission space, Xu Yichen often needed to change positions to prevent the insects from building steps with their corpses.
Thousands of troops and horses bravely rushed to the single-plank bridge, which is probably the current situation of Yuanxun. There is only one passage to the outside world, which is blocked by Xu Yichen.
At most three or four ghosts can be paralleled each time, which is not enough for him to clean up.
It's just that the mighty gang of souls almost filled Xu Yichen's sight. The souls seemed to be a little afraid of the city wall, and were unwilling to get close to the city wall, spreading backwards along the main street all the way, endlessly!
Because it is not affected by the physical building, the demon hunter can't see how many evil spirits are hiding in the ruins of the building. He estimated that there may be no less than 100,000 people here.
Xu Yichen felt that he had taken a big job and worked harder.
After the grievances dissipated, the black fine sand left behind was accumulated as little as a lot. In less than a quarter of an hour, a small sand pile was formed, which penetrated down along the cracks in the collapsed city wall, staining the on the inner side of the city wall. Got black!
On the city wall, the female warrior finally aimed at the approximate location of Pinzia with the help of the ranger~EbookFREE.me~ Because the distance was too far, Ji Wanbing had to calculate the thrust of the gunpowder and the curvature of the cannonball to complete this super Long-range shelling.
However, given the craftsmanship of artillery and gunpowder, the possibility that this thing can hit the target is infinitely small, and it is more of a pleasure.
The extraordinary strength of Vittoria held the artillery easily, and her strong body allowed her to offset the recoil generated when the artillery was fired, which improved the accuracy of this attack somewhat.
"Are you ready?" The ranger knocked on the female warrior's helmet, got an affirmative answer, and then lit the cannon's matchlock: "Hurry up, raise it thirty-two degrees, 15 degrees north!"
The ranger stared at the moving route of Dianzi in the distance: "Twice north, move slowly, keep the current hand speed, three, two, one!"
"Boom!" The over-loaded artillery in the female warrior's hand let out a roar, and the solid artillery shells flew towards the green skin camp with huge potential energy.
"Have you hit it?" The female warrior's tall body stood on the wall like a target, looking at the flying cannonballs in the distance: "I think this cannon feels good, and it should be stable."