I Became an Anonymous Boss

"There are so many monsters in Lin'an?" Bai Taki said coldly, "It's impossible!"

In ancient times, there were no conditions for the recovery of spiritual energy. Where did so many evildoers come from?There is no soil for the birth of monsters, and the recovery of demons must also pay attention to the basic law. The environment of the sky and the earth does not allow it, just like the Cretaceous dinosaurs cannot survive in today's natural environment, because the oxygen content of the air has dropped, which is not enough to support the huge body Dinosaurs survived... Without the aura of heaven and earth, the so-called fox fairies, ghosts, legends of ghosts in Liaozhai, etc. are destined to be just fantasy rumors.

A thousand monsters, did they fall out of thin air?

Even if the monster was born by chance, it would not be possible to multiply to this number.

Because there is another insurance measure.

Bai Taki said coldly: "Bafanglong guards here, so many monsters are impossible for them to indulge. With your strength, it doesn't take much effort to kill you, unless you have just created yourself not long ago."

"Long Shou?" The tree demon said confusedly, "I haven't heard of it, and I haven't encountered any monsters in Lin'an."

Shirataki was still puzzled, he asked, "When did you show up?"

"Two or three years ago." The tree demon whispered, "I came from the door..."

"The door, the bronze door?" Bai Taki was taken aback, "You came from the Blood River?"

Two or three years ago?

Shirataki frowned and thought, this time is a bit wrong.

The Demon Suppressing Pagoda is the Bronze Gate. Behind the Bronze Gate is the Blood River, where the demons were imprisoned.

If the monsters have appeared in the world for two or three years, then... where did the Bai family go during this time?

It is impossible for the Bai family to disappear for such a long time. Lin'an is the ancient pond, and the dragon veins are also fixed here, and it is even less likely for them to go elsewhere.

"I came out of the Demon Town Tower." The tree demon felt less pain, and every time he answered a question, the other party withdrew some of his strength.

Shirataki asked again: "You didn't meet anything? Didn't you meet anyone?"

"No, and I've never heard of Dragon Guard." The dryad said cautiously, its branches had already dived into the ground, and something was wriggling under the soil.

"...How is it possible?" Bai Taki rubbed his brows, "Thousands of monsters came out of the Demon Suppressing Tower, and no one was watching them. Now Lin'an is already the capital of monsters, and no one will care if they eat people casually?"

"There are... there are rules." The tree demon shook his head and said.

"What rules?"

"The rules set by the three big demon kings." The tree demon said in a low voice: "In Lin'an City, you must be careful when eating people, and you must never let the mortals notice that each monster can only perform tooth sacrifice once a month. If you eat too much, it is a violation." If you break the rules, you will be thrown back, and if you resist, you will be killed... And every ten monsters can only eat one living person, if you eat too much, you will be killed if you break the rules."

Bai Taki was silent, and then sneered: "You really have brains... This way you won't eat up the entire Lin'an City in one go, and you know how to develop sustainably. Is this raising livestock?"

"It's like this in Lin'an City, but it doesn't need to be outside the city..." The tree demon continued: "The person who eats it will leave behind its human skin, and it can borrow the other party's identity to live for a period of time, without leaving clues that will make mortals suspect. "

It turns out that on the surface it is still Lin'an City, but in secret at least hundreds of people die every month, and these people are fine on the surface, but secretly they will be replaced by painted skins of monsters. Thousands of monsters hide in Lin'an City with a population of more than [-]. It's hard to tell.

Bai Taki understood that this group of monsters were also smart enough to understand the principle of hiding leaves in the forest and the principle of keeping their mouths shut and farming.

"You're really smart..." Bai Taki said in a low voice, his eyes became extremely cold.

He looked at the tree demon and said calmly, "Next, the last question..."

The dryad lowered his head, his eyes were gloomy and cold in the darkness.

"When did the first batch of monsters come out?"

Shirataki wanted to know when they broke the seal, and when the dragon guards of the Bai clan disappeared.

"Seven years ago." The tree demon replied very simply: "The three great demons have secretly ruled Lin'an for seven years."

"Seven years..." Bai Taki fell silent suddenly, his expression hidden in the shadows was hard to discern, and he murmured for a long time: "Seven years ago..."

The truth buried in history was a bit too heavy, so that Shirataki's mood became a little bit heavy, and he lost the interest of joking.

He slowly lowered his head to look at the bark face: "I am very satisfied with your attitude after answering so many questions of mine, so I will give you a chance to bargain."

The dryad didn't continue to beg for mercy from the middle, and didn't say anything like 'answer you can let me go' or something like bargaining.

The attitude has become so straightforward, either to recognize the facts, or to have confidence.

The Dryad stared at Bai Taki, his cracked bark face made a low voice, and there was a ferocious killing intent dormant under the ground.

"Then I'll be bold and bargain."

"...Let me eat you—!"

The willow trees swayed, and dozens of branches burst out from the soil, tightly trapping Shirataki's ankles, arms, and waist. The branches tempered by the demon power were flexible and changeable, and they were strong enough, comparable to steel.

At the same time, the evil spirits scurrying in the darkness also launched an offensive. The wolf monster roared and opened its mouth wide enough to swallow a cow's belly alive. The monster of the race, let out a strange female-like laugh, the head flew away from the body, the neck became soft like a snake, the facial features were blurred, and the teeth were as sharp as a hacksaw.

These ogre monsters are all here to accept human skins. Every time a scholar arrives, in the early hours of the morning, there are monsters who come back here for tooth-beating sacrifices, and take away the human skins to make painted skins. This is what the dryads are waiting for. Others The moment when the monsters arrived and besieged them with all their might.

A group of demons surround him, and dangers abound.

Seemingly fatal crisis, in Shirataki's eyes, their attacks are so ridiculous, ridiculously slow, ridiculously weak, and the existence itself is also ridiculous.

Each one is a foreign object that should not exist in this piece of history.

Be punished!

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The silent night was torn apart.

Shirataki was not afraid of the monster's attack, but he was unwilling to let his clothes be torn by them.

Although this outfit is an old sportswear, he personally likes it very much.

It's especially handy because it resembles a raincoat.

Even if it is stained red with blood, as long as it is washed with water and brushed, it will become clean.

Shirataki turned around calmly, the vines and branches that bound his waist and arms like refined iron did not have any effect at all, it made a sound like a steel cable being tightened, and it only lasted for less than a tenth of a second before it snapped, broke The dead branches bounced away, leaving deep whip marks on the ground, and also smashed the stone tombstone, but it couldn't even leave a single white mark on Shirataki's arm.

With five fingers flicked, Shirataki raised his hand and slashed, the head of the unknown monster stretched out for the first time, the whole head was cut from the middle, as if cut by a chopping axe, and the sharp energy ran along the neck Swimming away, blood splashed, looking like sliced ​​sausages.

Afterwards, the fangs that opened its bloody mouth fell down, biting Shirataki's upper body, and the mouth, which was bigger than a hippopotamus's, began to close, enough to easily chew a human body into pieces.

Heavenly Demon mercilessly lowered his right hand, placed it on his chin and pressed it lightly, the bones of his chin and jaw exploded inch by inch. Before the creature's strongest bite force came into play, its chin was completely abolished, half of it was torn off, contaminated The salivating teeth fell off, and the Heavenly Demon flicked it with his fingers. The explosive energy made it explode at a speed comparable to that of a shotgun bullet, piercing through the wolf demon's body in an instant.

And, the next moment a palm was attached to the wolf demon's back body.

The wolf demon staggered and fell backwards, but was not injured at all.

With a face full of astonishment, it heard Shirataki's indifferent announcement, and its eyes have already moved away from it, because...

"You are already dead--!"

The energy of the Vientiane Realm poured into this light pat, and the infinite energy that fell into the body was compressed into a tiny size, and penetrated into the body from every pore, and then the true energy began to erupt, like a star The gunpowder in the grenade began to detonate, and the energy of the explosion erupted from the inside, so the wolf demon's body began to expand uncontrollably, like a balloon blown up, and then... the balloon burst, and the wolf demon's body itself became Tattered pockets.

The imitation of Beidou Shenquan is not so simple.

You don't need to understand any acupuncture points, you don't need to understand the principle, just imitate the form, it's very simple.

Even other moves can be criticized at will.

A flash of lightning popped out from the three fingers, and an arc of lightning poured into the palm, and the center of the palm bloomed with lightning, illuminating the mass grave for a moment, like daytime.

"Chidori—!"

Amid the sound of thunder, the black panther escaped ten meters away, but it also couldn't escape the thunder for a moment.

The black panther was pierced by lightning, entered through the tail, flew out from the skull, the spine was pierced, and died like a skewer.

"It's actually a super electromagnetic gun."

Shirataki blew the blue smoke from his fingertips, and looked back at the tree demon.

From the beginning to the end, he stood in the same place without moving, so the branches binding his legs remained intact, but this restraint was meaningless and useless, just like the rope between Yagami's legs, it was just a decorations.

The dryad's guts were terrified, Bark's face was scorched black, his lips trembled, and his heart was full of disbelief.

The arrogance, the self-confidence, the arrogance, the arrogance that he didn't even know who he was just now have disappeared, leaving only endless regret, endless emptiness, and endless despair .

To describe it in one sentence.

——I just regret it, especially regret it

"Forgive, forgive me..."

It returned to its original appearance, and even the tone of confession was exactly the same.

Bai Taki asked plainly: "You said that human skin is a necessity in Lin'an City, which is in short supply, and is it just needed?"

"Yes, a monster needs a painted skin to transform into a human form..."

"Who needs to process it into painted skin, right?" Bai Taki asked flatly, "Then where is this human skin usually sold?"

"Yes..." The Dryad said in a low voice, "North of Lin'an, there is a shop in Lotus Alley, and it collects human skins."

"What's the name of the one who harvests human skin?"

"It's usually called Mr. Hua." The tree demon said tremblingly, "I, I can take you there without being noticed by other demons."

"Do you need it?" Shirataki smiled kindly: "You think I'm here to visit?" His smile gradually became merciless, and he raised his hand expressionlessly: "The time has come, please..."

"—Exit this stage!"

Slashing down with the knife in his hand, Shirataki mobilized [-]% of his strength, this fall cut mountains and seas.

The Mass Burial Mound was slashed open by the light blade transformed from true energy. This move visualized with knife and ax is undoubtedly one of the artistic conceptions of criticism in the Vientiane Realm.

The artistic conception of martial arts is no better than the vision of the king of heaven, but it is more changeable. As long as you master its essence, martial arts skills will no longer be restricted.

Shirataki struck with anger and destroyed the willow forest. The roots were lifted up, the dirt and hills were flattened, and countless white bones and corpses were dug out. Dryads are all killed in the cradle.

The Heavenly Demon waved his hand to dissipate the true energy in his hands, calming down the resentment in his heart a little.

"Originally, I just planned to see how handsome my ancestors left me."

"I didn't expect to bump into the dark side of history. Sure enough, the family records can't be trusted."

For thousands of years, the bronze gate of Zhenyao Tower has been opened only once.

According to the records of the family classics, the Bai family won miserably.

This battle led to the withering of the Bai clan, with almost no survivors, and their inevitable decline.

But in fact...they didn't win at all!

Not a tragic victory, but a tragic defeat!

Perhaps the Bai family had exhausted all the elites, but it really lost, and the result was that the entire Lin'an was reduced to a place occupied by demons.