PFC Chapter 980
Chapter 980
Chapter 585 [Failed World] 8
In addition to the demon's laughter, Feng Lan could also hear the wailing of a hundred thousand people.
Some looked bewildered, not knowing what had happened. Some looked terrified, tears in their eyes, and pleadingly looked at her, who was clearly a match for the demon. Some, unable to bear the fear of death, pleaded with Feng Lan...
"I beg you……"
"Save us..."
"Wow, wow, wow... Mom, I miss you."
"Don't abandon us..."
"No... help us... I don't want to die..."
This demon has countless compound eyes hidden under a coat of down feathers. It looks like a colorful tiger, except that the down has been replaced with bird-like feathers, and each feather has a rotating eye.
The size and color of these eyes were carefully dug out and filled in by the demons in the past after carefully selecting each food. Each eye represents at least one person's life.
The number of lives that the human eyes need to kill and then select the ones they like is more than 100,000.
Feng Lan gave one last chance, not to herself, but to the monster. She took out the golden sword.
[Golden Sword Forged by ■■■■ (S): He said that the protagonist will wield this golden sword and slay the world-destroying monster. Thus, the golden sword carries the attributes of sharpness, death, destruction, and targeting monsters... Don't underestimate it as just an ordinary, gorgeous golden sword. This monster is defined as a world-destroying monster and will definitely be slain by the protagonist wielding the golden sword~]
Looking at the flashy 70-centimeter golden sword, with its intricate but useless beautiful patterns in battle, reflecting gorgeous light in the sun, Feng Lan held it in his hand. Under the monster's amused and alert expression, he appeared beside the monster in an instant, and the dull golden sword pierced the monster's neck, and the huge and strange head was easily chopped off.
"Ah--" The monster let out a dull and painful scream, the feathers on its body trembled, and the countless eyes on the feathers blinked, making painful "chirping" sounds. The golden sword emitted a dark light and moved from the incision to the monster's body. There was a creepy chewing sound, and the arrogant demon just now was reduced to nothing.
After Hei Guang finished chewing, his sticky, greedy gaze lingered for a moment on the 100,000 living people below along the invisible thread. Feng Lan squeezed the golden sword with great force and said, "Quiet."
The black light reluctantly returned to the golden sword and disappeared.
When the crowd below saw this strange scene, the object of their fear shifted from the demon to Feng Lan, whose methods were equally abnormal and even a bit weird.
Feng Lan ignored these 100,000 people. She took a look at the geographical location below. Compared with the Feng Shui treasures chosen by some demons with good vision, not only was the location average, but the spiritual energy was not very sufficient. Feng Lan had no interest in this. After taking a look, she took Shen Ke, who looked numb and accustomed, to the next location.
The 100,000 people trapped in the giant pit stared blankly at the empty sky. Just now, a terrifying demon was standing there. The bloody smell of man-eating monsters was enough to scare them even if they did not deliberately target ordinary people below. Many people fell into nightmares and did not even dare to think of escaping.
Not to mention the monster's densely packed, blinking evil eyes. Just an unconscious look at each other's eyes would cause people to involuntarily produce terrible hallucinations.
Such a powerful demon just uttered a harsh word, and many ordinary people only heard a long string of rampant laughter, and then suddenly, all the movement disappeared.
Only those who kept their heads raised could clearly see the whole process of Feng Lan easily killing the demon.
So powerful that it doesn't seem like a human at all.
Feng Lan's power was finally known to everyone in a crushing and brutal way, at the cost of the demon's life.
Her standards for killing demons also made the weaker and less famous demons restrain themselves a lot. Those demons who were waiting for her to come to them like a joke at first became tormented, but dared not not to inquire for news.