NOVEL NEXT Chapter 139: Seek Death Camp
A few minutes later, Wang Wu had to admit.
The three of them, as mere deserters, were truly insignificant and negligible compared to the entire battlefield.
Neither side cared to pay attention to them.
The allied forces did not rush happily to greet them.
Nor did the enemy create a sword light to chase them down.
Because they weren't worth the time.
After all, human cultivators who could control a sword to attack across three hundred miles would at least be Earth Realm Fourth Grade, or Fifth Grade. At the moment, they were fighting with numerous Great Demons on Black Mountain, so why would they be interested in taking the time to kill a few Little Demons?
Wasn't it beneath their dignity?
Was it because they thought their opponents weren't strong enough?
And as for the human cultivators interested in killing disorganized Little Demons like them, their reach wasn't long enough.
In short, in less than ten minutes, Old Niu, sweating all over, had successfully rushed to the foot of Black Mountain, to their own territory.
At this moment, it flopped to the ground with a thud, its legs going limp from all the running.
Such a burst of speed was truly exhausting even for Old Niu, who prided itself on its physical strength.
What's more, it was carrying nearly five hundred kilograms of weight.
Only then did several dozen demons rush down from Black Mountain, surrounding and binding them without half a word, and tossed them directly into the main camp on the mountain.
Then a tiger-backed, bear-waisted, hulking 'giant man' stormed over like a whirlwind, grabbed Old Niu with one hand, and without a word, slapped it eighty-one times, breaking its front teeth in the process.
Wang Wu and Little Pig watched this with fear; what on earth was going on? Sending someone to the Seek Death Camp didn't warrant such a beating.
It was only when Old Niu had been beaten into a state of more breathing in than out, that the hulking man finally dragged it away. It was then that Wang Wu saw that behind this hulking man stood a black bear—no, a bear that looked like a man, who turned out to be Marshal Xiong Hei under the South Mountain King! Old Niu's brother-in-law.
Could it be that the hulking man just now, over three meters tall in human form, was Old Niu's sister?
This Marshal Xiong Hei had a smiling face, first sizing up Wang Wu, then glancing at Little Wild Boar, finally picking up the skin of the Great Illusion King Insect from Old Niu's back, not saying a single word before turning to leave.
Oh, it did speak.
"Send them to the Seek Death Camp!"
In the next moment, Wang Wu and Little Wild Boar were once again picked up like little chicks. They had barely taken a few steps when a sly pig head squeezed in, smiling obsequiously without speaking, but the good stuff in its hands was being given out like it was free.
Even though the brawny demons carrying Wang Wu and Little Wild Boar appeared impartial and just, they threw Little Wild Boar to the sly Old Pig Head without hesitation.
Little Wild Boar seemed like it wanted to say something, but the Old Pig Head smashed its teeth with a trotters swipe!
In the next second, its mouth was bound.
How ruthless!
One might think they were slaughtering a pig for New Year.
Wang Wu tried hard to smile at Little Wild Boar, then parted ways and was soon taken to the back mountain. Amazingly, there were even more demons here, probably in the hundreds of thousands. They came in all sizes and shapes, utterly bizarre, but without exception, all bore a bright red 'death' character branded on them.
Some had it on their foreheads, some on their chests, some on their backs, and some on their buttocks.
This 'death' character looked like it was made of lava, flowing and extremely hot, like the eyes of a fiery red poisonous snake, looking at it too long made one very uncomfortable.
There was no doubt about it, this was the Seek Death Camp, a real Cannon Fodder Camp.
But of what use was such cannon fodder? Wang Wu even spotted old friends: the Gray Mouse Knight, the Black Spider, the Fire Scorpion, the Little Red Bird, and the Mantis Blade Masters. They weren't even considered Ninth Grade; stepping onto the battlefield, were they delivering food to the Human Race?
No, maybe they were delivering it to the allied forces.
At this moment, Wang Wu clearly saw that within the same Seek Death Camp, the brawny demons caught and gobbled up the small Little Demons as snacks, saving on army provisions.
"Where is the Camp Commander of the Seek Death Ninth Camp? There's fresh meat here!"
At a shout, a familiar figure emerged from the chaotic pile of demons, turning out to be none other than Bao Dachun, the former Vice Alliance Leader of the Ten Thousand Beasts Alliance.
Its eyes were cold as it approached with a glare that could kill, though sadly, the lava-like 'death' character on its forehead made it behave properly and docilely.
"Greetings, White Wolf Captain, is this fresh meat for the Ninth Camp?"
"That's right, and it's an Eighth Grade Little Demon, what a bargain for you."
The White Wolf Captain spoke, and two attendants brought over a heavy box, about a thousand pounds, struggling to open all nine locks on it. Upon opening the last lock, all the surrounding demons, including Bao Dachun and the White Wolf Captain, instinctively took half a step back, because in the next moment, a poisonous, terrifying, intense, and sinister scorching aura erupted forth.
In that instant, the temperature rose by dozens of degrees within a dozen meters radius.
The box unexpectedly contained a small volcano, one actively spewing lava.
Too strange.
And next to the volcano was a series of tools, ranging from large to small, each marked with its grade.
From Fifth Grade, Sixth Grade, Seventh Grade, all the way to Ninth Grade, and finally Unranked.
"Old rules, Bao Dachun, you're in charge of branding. Hmm, this kid seems quite unruly, give him the Seventh Grade!"
"White Wolf Captain, isn't the Seventh Grade a bit much?"
Bao Dachun's face changed color, as if the branding was meant for him.
"What the hell do you know? This one came back from the outside. If it could escape Heaven and Earth Destruction, it must have some skills. A Seventh Grade is necessary because if it escapes, neither of us can take that responsibility. Hurry up, stop wasting time!"
The White Wolf Captain cursed, while Bao Dachun gritted his teeth, his eyes almost popping out. It was clear he was extremely tense, taking several deep breaths before extending his claw to grasp the branding tool.
In an instant, accompanied by a sizzle, the scent of roasting meat filled the air!
So this is how it is.
Wang Wu suddenly understood, watching as Bao Dachun, as if propelled by wheels of wind and fire beneath his feet, shot over and struck Wang Wu squarely on the chest.
"Sizzle!"
A louder sound was heard, but the rising scent was only that of burnt fur.
At the same time, two lines of information appeared.
"You are currently subjected to a Demon King Level poison corrosion, consisting mainly of Fire Poison, supplemented with three other unknown poisons processed through special refinement."
"Due to special reasons, you suffered 5 points of damage, but still have 1000 points of poison damage, with 1000 points of fire poison damage lingering on your skin. This remaining 2000 points of damage could be instantly activated with a change in circumstances."
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Wang Wu chuckled internally, so this is called the Seek Death Camp, sounds quite interesting.
Currently, he already has 15 points of resistance to Demon King Level poisons, allowing him to immediately neutralize 1500 points.
In addition, there's 200 points of poison immunity granted by the Companion Demon Vine.
Also, the Level 3 Passive Burning effect provides a 150-point fire poison damage immunity.
And although extracted, the actual effect of 250 points of fire poison damage immunity still remains.
It's all surplus now!
Moreover, he still hasn't even used his Fire Spirit Root.
Frankly, the only thing holding him back from indulging his resistance-raising habit was the inappropriate occasion.
At this time, the scent of roasted meat still lingered in the air around Bao Dachun, so no one noticed this was not Wang Wu's scent. Anyway, the branding was already done, who would want to start another round?
In actuality, Bao Dachun might have sensed something, but wisely chose to say nothing.
What benefit would it gain from speaking out, anyway? Was it supposed to use a Sixth Grade tool on this thing that looks like a Big Macaque?
It's not worth it, not worth it!
Soon, the matter came to an end.
The box containing the volcano was once again closed and carried away. The White Wolf Captain and a group of demons left swaggeringly.
Only the tied-up Wang Wu remained in place.
Then, Bao Dachun cast a somewhat complex glance at Wang Wu, extended its claws, and untied him.
While doing so, it lowered its voice, saying, "Brother, we're all in a tough spot. Although I'm the Camp Commander, I'm practically a death row inmate as well, destined to go to battle. I can see you've got skills, so I won't make things hard for you, and you shouldn't make things hard for me either, because escaping leads to collateral punishment. Besides, you already know what it's like out there. If there were any other option, you wouldn't choose to run back here to the Seek Death Camp, would you."
"In short, whatever I eat, you eat the same. There's no fine wine, but plenty of crispy roasted meat. If you're lonely, choose any female demon you like inside, got it?"
Wang Wu nodded, recognizing Bao Dachun as someone who knew how to read the situation.
"By the way, what's your name, brother? On the battlefield, it's good to have someone to watch your back."
"Me? I don't really have a name, just call me Xiong the Fifth."
"So it's Fifth Brother, I'm Bao Dachun. Come on, you must be hungry, I'll get you something tasty."
Bao Dachun chuckled warmly, patting Wang Wu's bony shoulder, a flash of surprise flickering through its eyes. Such hard bones suggest this guy isn't easy to mess with, no wonder he survived Heaven and Earth Destruction!
Soon, Bao Dachun returned, carrying three wild chickens, all of Ninth Grade.
Is this really appropriate?
But Bao Dachun winked, "Fifth Brother, don't worry, these aren't from the Seek Death Camp, they don't have the Desire for Death Seal, they're just military rations."
Wang Wu was even more surprised, "Our Seek Death Camp has military rations?"
"Haha! Of course there are military rations. The king wouldn't let his soldiers starve. Although we're the Seek Death Camp, the conditions are quite nice. But normally, little demons don't get to eat these Ninth Grade wild chickens. With a brother like you, according to the standards, you can get one Ninth Grade wild chicken a day. Additionally, once you hit the battlefield, not only will extra weapons be provided, but also talismanic spirit pills based on your strength."
"If you survive three battles, you can leave the Seek Death Camp and go to an ordinary Demon Camp, where the treatment is even better!"
"So that's how it is, thank you!"
Wang Wu thanked, unceremoniously devouring the food, "Hmm, Ninth Grade little wild chickens, truly friggin' delicious."
But just as he finished the three chickens, a rumbling drumbeat sounded, followed by a majestic voice reverberating!
"Seek Death Camp! Prepare for assault!"