Daoist priest, stop fighting. The avenue is almost gone.

Chapter 449: Entering the Thousand Stone Caverns, the Blood-Marked Old Demon's Forbearance and Hatred, I Hate This World, the Western Continent's Human Demons

The Thousand Stone Grottoes are somewhat similar to the wonders of the "Sinkhole" landform in the previous life, but compared to the "Sinkhole", the Thousand Stone Grottoes are really too vast and boundless.

In the rough passage, water drops would occasionally fall, and then fall to the ground, breaking into four pieces with a slight "click" sound.

A burly figure wearing a cloak slowly walked into the dark cave and looked at the surrounding rock walls curiously.

The cave slopes downward. The slope is not steep at first, only about 20 degrees. The further you go in, the steeper the slope becomes. Gradually, some strange luminous lichens appear in Yi Chen's eyes.

Those were plants that looked like mosses, but they were much thicker and taller than the mosses in the previous life, just like the finest Persian carpets. They were stubbornly covering the walls of the cave, emitting a red-orange glow and a faint earthy smell.

"Is this the red meat lichen that the devil mentioned?"

Yi Chen curiously picked off a piece of lichen and carefully looked at the strange creations in this magical world. For a moment, he couldn't help but marvel at the magic of creation.

Red lichen relies on its rhizomes to extract nutrients from rocks as energy and fix nutrients in the air. It hates light, which would inhibit its growth, but it can emit light itself.

Its rhizomes can secrete a strange corrosive mucus to corrode the rock walls, but the lichen will stop this behavior when it grows to a certain size. The fact that the Thousand Stone Caves can become so vast today is indeed related to this characteristic of the lichen.

According to the information Yi Chen obtained, when the Thousand Stone Grottoes were not called by this name, some cruel and vicious high-level demons did not even provide meat, rice, or high-energy elixirs such as Bigu to the cattle and horses and miners. Only by bringing out enough ore could they exchange for food to maintain the body from degenerating.

So the situation quickly became as bad as the joke of the third brother.

The third elder brother, a high-caste man, told the lower-caste cattle and horses: "Now there is good news and bad news."

"The bad news is that we don't have enough food. We can only eat cow dung from now on."

"The good news is... there is still a lot of cow dung."

If you change the skin of cow dung into red meat lichen and put it in the magic world, there will be no sense of incongruity at all.

snort~
With a slight sound, the lichen in Yi Chen's hand instantly withered and turned into black ash.

With Yi Chen's current cultivation level and his terrifying devouring ability that can squeeze oil out of stones, extracting energy from lichens is just a piece of cake.

At this moment, his pupils could not help but shrink slightly. In his perception, this thing really contained energy that was much inferior to that of rice, and it even had an extremely weak toxicity, but there was no way to stop there being too much of it.

It can be said that red lichens form the unique underground ecological foundation of the Demon Realm.

"Only the demon master knows how to play it~"

Yi Chen glanced and saw a sound of breaking through the air coming rapidly in the distance. His expression flashed and he immediately stopped hesitating and quickened his pace.

As early as a day ago, when the Great Qin State Master was still randomly selecting lucky people to torture for intelligence, an astonishing news from the direction of Beiyuan City was spreading in all directions.

The Demonic Luan Clan retreated and gave up blocking the entrance.

The secret that Jian Youbai broke into the entrance and Luan Lie even suffered a small loss was naturally unknown to the outside world, and the Mo Luan clan would never spread such news, so everyone thought that it was because the Mo Luan clan bowed to the "Fair Demon Lord" Jia Loulan.

For a time, the name of Galaolan had already begun to spread beyond the Qianshi Grottoes.

What Yi Chen didn't know was that some demons in some cities near the Qianshi Grottoes had already opened betting on when the mysterious demon Galaolan, who had challenged the dignity of the Moluan clan, would suffer a heavy blow.

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"What a despicable creature. Disgusting."

Inside the second-level cave, the red flesh lichen was emitting bursts of red light, rendering the entire cave space bloody.

With a slight crackling sound, a head popped out from the distant dungeon. The creature, not much bigger than a goblin, was instantly split in half by a black light.

An earless demon with a ferocious tiger head snorted coldly, and then started eating and drinking again with his colleagues around him.

In the center of these hundreds of demons is a steaming pot with boiling hot soup and many pieces of meat floating in it. Among them, the green cabbages are particularly eye-catching.

Demons love food. During the period when humans took over the Five Realms, their food culture indirectly influenced many demons.

Of course, these delicacies are also not affordable for ordinary demons.

"Captain, don't let these bastards ruin our mood. Let's continue eating and drinking. We still have a large area to check later."

"Speaking of which, this damn old demon with blood veins is really good at hiding. He makes me wander around in this damn place every day. I haven't smelled the smell of chopping for a long time."

A fierce demon with a one-eyed tiger head and naked upper body reached his big hand into the soup pot, grabbed a leg of lamb and started to chew it.

"Old One-Eye, if you don't mind, just use those dwarf demons to amuse yourself. We are all brothers. As long as you nod, I will help you catch one right away."

Upon hearing this, a companion of the one-eyed tiger demon immediately laughed and joked, and for a moment the air was filled with a happy atmosphere.

"Bullshit, get out of here! Those things are no different from ferocious beasts. Calling them dwarf demons is an insult to us demons. I'm going to catch you a big lizard to play with." The one-eyed tiger demon said contemptuously.

"Hey, old one-eyed man, you're right. I heard from the wise men in our tribe that these strange dwarf demons in the Thousand Stone Caverns are actually our authentic demons. Although their bloodline abilities are not strong, they are genuine and are all demons."

"Back when the Qianshi Grotto was still a mine, there were many ordinary demons mining here, as well as some prisoners with good bloodline abilities."

"Oh? How did these guys become like this?"

Speaking of this, the earless demon showed some interest for a moment, and suddenly asked.

Seeing the captain asking, the demon who had been keeping the secret naturally did not dare to neglect it. It immediately said with a smile:

"It's all because of the red meat lichen. As everyone knows, unless we have cultivated our demonic bodies to an extremely high level, we still need to replenish some blood and flesh to maintain our physical bodies from degenerating."

"At most, the demons with cultivation can withstand more than the average demons, and their physical bodies will regress for a longer time."

"Originally, the noble demons above had already made a plan. As long as the miners and prisoners dug out a certain amount of minerals, they could exchange them for some high-blood flesh and even high-energy elixirs to barely maintain their bodies."

"As a result, when the execution was carried out, as everyone knows, some of the managers lost most of the meat and pills that were supposed to be distributed to the miners and prisoners."

"Finally, when the mineral veins gradually became depleted, some mines simply stopped providing them with minerals. We then brought in a large number of red lichens from outside to feed them. At worst, if one batch died, we could just replace them with another batch. It's not like all of them would die immediately."

"Those unlucky guys were tired and hungry. Mining requires eating red meat lichens. If they don't mine, will there be no red meat lichens to eat? So some clever miners just gave up and dug various hidden mines, hiding deep in the mines and not coming out."

Earless Tiger Demon: “…”

"Go on, what's next?"

"Hey, don't worry, boss. Later, the manager was dumbfounded. He first sent people to sweep the mine several times, but as the mine dried up, he just didn't bother to care anymore. He just sealed the place and started digging the second mine."

"Those unlucky guys have been eating red meat lichens for years, and their bodies have deteriorated. Plus, there are many species of demons trapped in the cave, and they mated with each other, so a bunch of messy things were born. Some died right after they were born, some were grotesque, and some were stupid and demented, like ferocious beasts."

"But they are afraid of being killed, so they dare not step out of the mine."

"After countless years, they became the strange dwarf demons we see today. They are short, have low IQs, and are gluttonous."

"But I have to say that red meat lichen is really a good thing. The more you eat it, the longer you grow. The more you grow, the more you eat. It doesn't satisfy your hunger, so the mines are corroded bigger and bigger, and finally many mines are directly connected into one." As the demon spoke, the one-eyed demon expressed a different opinion: "Old Black, this is not right. I can understand that the group of dwarf demons in front are afraid of being killed and dare not come out of the cave. Why do the new creatures in the back dare not come out either?"

"You ask me, but who should I ask? Anyway, the wise man of our tribe told me this." The demon called Lao Hei by the one-eyed tiger demon spread his hands and said.

"you…."

"I know." Hearing the quarrel between the two, the earless tiger-headed demon showed a reserved and smug smile on his face.

It glanced at its subordinates, then said slowly, "Have you seen the evil beast Demon-Nosed Elephant?"

"This thing is extremely powerful. Even demons who have just begun to tap into their bloodline power are no match for it. However, as long as you tie up the demon elephants with a thin iron chain from childhood, when they grow up, they still dare not resist the thin iron chain.

Even if they just struggled a little now, they could tear the chain in two."

"That group of dwarf demons are small demon elephants that are kept in captivity. Their ancestors didn't dare to come out, and as their brains get worse with each generation, they are even less likely to come out later on."

"After all, there are plenty of red meat lichens, aren't there?"

The earless tiger demon grinned, and suddenly stood up amid the flattering voices of the demons, and kicked the iron pot in front of him to the ground, "Okay brothers, we have rested enough, our tongues and stomachs are relieved, let's continue to look for the next place."

As the demon soldiers marched forward, one ugly head after another popped out from the honeycomb-like holes in the distance like groundhogs.

"Gone? Really gone?"

Accompanied by a rustling sound, the first bold dwarf demon ran towards the mess left by the demon soldiers, picked up a half-cracked iron pot and prepared to jump into the cave.

With the first warrior taking the risk, the scene suddenly became chaotic, and hundreds of dwarf demons suddenly rushed out.

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In the dark cave, a tall dwarf demon with a height of about 1.5 meters looked at the iron pot with a small crack in it in front of him with a complicated expression.

There were some nasty leftovers in there.

Damn it, there was also a beast that spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm in it, and now a large amount of yellow-white mucus was floating on the surface of the soup.

"Ah, first... Prophet, the military pot... is delicious~"

The tall dwarf demon held a strange staff in his hand. He had mixed feelings in his heart, and his eyes flashed with a wisdom that was not expected of a dwarf demon.

"First... the prophet won't eat it, so you guys eat it." The Blood-Patterned Demon was about to explode.

He was extremely intelligent, and he single-handedly created the secret technique "The Magic Technique of Seizing the Foundation and Replacing the Five Treasures". When he perfected the secret technique, he was so excited that he told his partner about the effect of the technique.

It turned out that the slave girl secretly betrayed him and passed the news to the Dongji Demon Kingdom. If he had not been alert and discovered the clues, he would not have been trapped. However, even so, he was hunted down by the Dongji Demon Kingdom and had no way out.

Later, the news leaked out somehow, and more demons came to hunt him down.

It is said that a thief can only steal for a thousand days, but you cannot guard against thieves for a thousand days. Finally, one day, he was severely beaten by the masters of the four demon countries and fled to the Qianshi Cave.

In order to escape the search, he had no choice but to use a secret method. He cut himself with a knife, got rid of his soul, and used the secret technique of flesh and blood transformation to permanently solidify part of his flesh and blood into the appearance of a dwarf demon prophet.

“Praise the Prophet, the Prophet is great!”

A group of dwarf demons couldn't help but cheer when they heard this. Although they didn't know why the previously cruel prophet had become so merciful, this was undoubtedly a good thing.

"Bujun Pot! Bujun Pot!" Countless dwarf demons immediately held hands and formed a big circle, cheering in unison, their simple joy evident in their words.

Demons come into the Thousand Stone Cave from time to time. As for how to pick up garbage, it has become a very mature industrial chain for the dwarf demons.

It's a bit risky, but it's really delicious.
Minute Maid.

A dwarf demon with a graceful figure had a piece of yellow cloth wrapped around his crotch. After pouring clean water that was almost as clean as the water from the Ganges into the pot, he took out the dried red meat lichen and began to stew it in the pot.

There are too many dwarf demons, nearly a thousand of them, and they will never be able to eat enough if they don't do this.

Sharing is also one of the few good customs that the dwarf demon community has continued to this day, because the dwarf demon tribes without this custom have all become extinct.

“Praise the Prophet, the Prophet is great!”

"Military pot! Military pot!"

After the feast, a group of dwarf demons, who were full and satisfied with their food and drink, were still in the mood to lie down, with their ugly bodies twisted into a ball.

Looking at the chaos and harsh notes in front of him, the corners of the Blood-Patterned Old Demon's mouth twitched slightly. You know, no matter what his reputation was, he was a genuine limit-breaking demon cultivator before, but now he has to associate with this group of beasts of burden.

To be honest, he has to turn a blind eye even when meditating now, otherwise some stupid and fearless dwarf demon will really crawl into his arms.

After all, you can't expect too much from a brainless dwarf demon...
If it weren't for the fact that he needed to use the dwarf demon's skin to hide his tracks and not kill people indiscriminately, he would have been unable to hold back long ago.

Sometimes he even had the thought of "No more running away, just destruction".

"Be patient, days like this won't last forever." Suddenly, a hint of viciousness and determination flashed in the eyes of the dwarf demon prophet.

He lifted the stone slab underground and came to a secret room.

Inside a blood-soaked sarcophagus in the secret room, a handsome young man with a green cockscomb on his head was floating in the blood, his entire body dead silent, like a stone.

The large fleshy holes in his chest were twisting and closing.

"In one day at most, this body will be under my control."

"If they continue to delay, they will eventually suspect the dwarf demon. Right now, they are just blind to the truth. They never thought that the proud Blood Mark would transform into a lowly dwarf demon and mingle with them just to save his life."

"Then I will give you this secret method! Without it, there will be no peace in the Thousand Stone Caverns."

The Blood-Patterned Demon sighed, and the secret room fell into darkness again.

"Get lost! I hate this world!"

Sure enough, a dwarf demon crawled to his side again.

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Westland.

Inside the bunker.

A handsome young monk looked at the boiling pool of blood, and a hint of excitement flashed across his face.

"Your Majesty, the altar and sacrifice will be ready soon!"

“Kill, kill, no matter who dies, human, soldier, or demon, the more blood shed on this land, the better!”

(End of this chapter)