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Chapter 335: Sixth Master Recruits Workers to Move the Mountain of Corpses

The mountains of corpses disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But Lu Yue found that the efficiency of sharpening the blade was not as fast as he had imagined.

The corpses of these demigods who have been dead for countless years are too decayed after all.

Quality is not enough, quantity is needed.

The constantly resurrected demigod consciousness generously offered up its mountain of corpses.

Join this massive pioneering process.

Seeing this, Lu Yue also decided to use this rare opportunity to practice hard.

No one comes here all day long, making it a perfect place for spiritual practice.

All skills must be advanced at once.

Especially the last layer of the jade body.

This is his guarantee for fighting against the Lord of the Underworld.

Time passes slowly, day by day.

The progress of sharpening the bronze axe was steadily advancing, and Lu Yue's practice was also moving forward in sync. He immersed himself in it day and night, constantly breaking through bottlenecks.

.........

At the foot of the Yinsi Palace, in the pyramid area.

Everywhere was a busy and cruel scene.

Those enslaved demigods carried the cornerstones of the world on their backs without stopping to build pyramids, and from time to time they had to face the harsh supervision of the demigods from the underworld.

During this period, the frequency of the bone trains arriving has been increasing.

They brought batch after batch of captured demigods.

Those captured demigods had just finished the war and their blood had not yet dried when they were immediately thrown into this hard labor with no sign of hope.

Because the underworld palace has ordered that progress must be accelerated at all costs.

This order plunged all captured demigods into a disaster abyss.

Almost every moment, demigods die of exhaustion.

Finally... a captured demigod could no longer endure such torture, started a riot, and planned to escape from this cage-like place.

However, their actions were soon noticed by the demigod of the underworld who arrived.

In order to punish others, the demigods of the underworld launched a bloody massacre.

For a moment, screams were heard one after another, and a mountain of demigod corpses quickly piled up.

The underworld doesn't care about the loss of life.

The demigods of the underworld don't care about the lives of their slaves.

According to custom, these dead demigods would have their bones extracted, their divine blood drained, and their worthless bodies abandoned in a mass grave.

However, this time, some demigods who had pretended to be dead and escaped suddenly emerged from the mountain of corpses.

Even with anklets on their feet, they ran as fast as they could.

Seeing this, a flat-headed demigod from the underworld snorted coldly: "Despicable gods are despicable gods. They actually pretended to be dead and got away with it. Do they think they can get away with it?"

The other young demigod in leather clothes beside him raised an evil smile and said, "Don't worry, it's boring to kill them like this. Let them run for a while. Why don't we compete to see who can kill more despicable gods?"

"can."

Even the flat-headed demigod found it boring to supervise these slave demigods all day long.

"By the way, it's boring to just compare. Do you want to place some bets?"

"What bet?"

The leather-clad demigod thought for a moment and said, "Last time, some dead despicable gods invaded the Heavenly Palace and killed many numbered masters with lower rankings. For some reason, the origins of those masters are not found in the Heavenly Pool. The underworld is investigating the matter thoroughly."

"But this matter has nothing to do with us for now. Now that so many numbers have been vacated in the underworld, let us swear in the name of the Lord of the Underworld that whoever loses will fully assist the other party in taking the number."

The flat-headed demigod narrowed his eyes slightly, the temptation of the number was self-evident.

That's a real status symbol.

The two of them do have a chance to compete, but there are many ordinary underworld demigods who are eyeing these numbered ones. If they fight on their own, their hope is very slim.

But if two people work together to get a spot, the success rate will be very high.

"No problem, let the game begin!"

The flat-headed semi-mythical man attacked immediately while making a sound.

Instantly killed a severely injured slave demigod.

Be the first to take the first head.

The leather-clad demigod's face suddenly changed, and he cursed angrily. Then he joined the hunting game and also killed a slave demigod.

The two demigods of the underworld chased each other and started a crazy harvest.

For those slave demigods who have been carrying the cornerstone of the world for a long time and have shackles on their feet, this is undoubtedly a nightmare.

However, they also knew that if they stopped at this time, they would surely die.

The only way they could survive was to keep running away.

During this process, they frantically squeezed the divine fire and tried their best.

Even if I die on the way to escape, I will never go back.

Bang bang bang!
During the escape, the slave demigods fell one after another.

Finally... they escaped from the pyramid area after going through numerous hardships.

There are only three people left in the huge team.

But at this moment, the voices of two demigods from the underworld came from behind.

"These despicable gods really know how to choose a direction. They actually ran to the mass grave."

"It's better this way, so that people don't have to throw their bodies in."

"I have killed fourteen. How many have you killed?"

The flat-headed demigod raised his lips slightly: "Sixteen, two more than you."

The leather-clad demigod's face darkened, and the next second, he quickly took out a whip and swung it hard forward, instantly cutting the two slave demigods in half.

"I'm sixteen too."

"You cheat!"

"There's no rule in the competition that prohibits the use of weapons!"

At this moment, there was only one slave demigod still on the run.

Realizing that the situation was not good, the flat-headed demigod immediately took out his weapon and prepared to kill the last slave, but his attack was blocked by the leather-clad demigod.

This is the deciding game.

Success means that the number is within reach and the future is bright.

The two men began to fight for this last head.

Boom boom boom!
The fierce fight broke through one pile of rotten corpses after another.

"Even if the bodies of these despicable gods are stripped of their bones and their blood is drained, they are still a nuisance. I say, how about a mountain of corpses being counted as one person's head?"

"of course can!"

In order to increase their numbers, the two demigods of the underworld temporarily gave up the pursuit.

The slave demigod in front finally collapsed to the ground under the heavy burden, but he still did not give up. He dug his hands into the ground and dragged his body. He didn't care even if his nails were broken and his divine blood was flowing. He wanted to leave here.

He is the only demigod in his world.

He carries everyone's hopes.

He has to find a way to survive in his world.

"With these corpses, I'm already forty."

"I'm forty too."

"Damn it, if this goes on, how long will it take to decide the winner? I suggest we just use one move to decide the winner. Whoever kills the slave first will win!"

"It should have been so!"

Seeing that they still couldn't decide the winner after clearing the mountain of corpses, the two men set their sights on the last slave, ready to decide the winner with his head.

For a moment, the two of them rushed towards the slave demigod at the same time like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.

Faced with the deadly crisis behind him, the slave demigod was completely powerless to resist.

Just as his vision was blurring, he saw a ray of light. A figure in golden armor appeared in his field of vision.

boom!
There was an explosion.

Lu Yue, wearing golden armor, easily blocked two deadly attacks from behind.

"Who dares to stop me from punishing slaves? Do you want to die?!!"

"The underworld is in charge, anyone who tries to stop me will die!"

The two demigods of the underworld shouted in unison.

However, when they saw clearly the figure in golden armor, their faces turned pale immediately. They were so scared that they both slid to their knees and plowed deeply on the hard ground for dozens of meters, followed by a thud and kowtowed madly.

"Six...Sixth Master, we were wrong..."

They never expected to run into this pervert here.

Lu Yue looked down at the two of them and said calmly, "What did you do wrong?"

The two demigods trembled and replied, "We offended Master Liu, we deserve to die..."

Lu Yue: "Prejudice in people's hearts is as huge as a mountain. The outside world has spread rumors that I am a pervert who does all kinds of evil. In fact, I have always been a very easy person to talk to. It is not a capital crime to offend me..."

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

The rumors are wrong, Master Liu is not a vicious pervert.

However, the next second, Lu Yue said again: "But your mistake is that you crashed into a lot of corpses. These corpses are also alive. Didn't your parents teach you to respect the dead?!!!!"

The two's minds went blank and they were completely unable to react.

While the two were confused, Lu Yue took action and killed them.

[Special source energy +1, +1]

After doing all this, Lu Yue looked at the bronze axe that was being sharpened deep inside.

The later the time goes, the slower the sharpening efficiency.

After all, only a few of the corpses here can be revived to form an ideology.

Therefore, in the past few days, the consciousness of the gods decided to use other mountains of corpses to sharpen the bronze axe, but because they were just ideologies and could not mobilize other mountains of corpses, Lu Yue had to withdraw from his practice and became a 996 worker to pull the mountain of corpses.

This is undoubtedly a huge project.

No one knows how many rotten corpses are needed to open up the front.

Therefore, Lu Yue felt very distressed when he saw the mountain of corpses destroyed by these two people just now.

At this time, the only surviving slave demigod looked at Lu Yue, who was wearing golden armor, walking towards him with terrified heart. He heard the conversation just now and realized that this was the demigod ranked sixth in the underworld.

He was so cruel to his own people, let alone him.

Thinking of this, he would rather commit suicide than fall into Lu Yue's hands.

But just as he was about to commit suicide, he was stopped by Lu Yue.

"I say, you finally escaped, don't you think it's a pity to commit suicide now?"

"I'd rather kill myself than fall into the hands of a pervert like you!"

"If I were a pervert, do you think I wouldn't be able to do anything after you died?"

The slave demigod stiffened.

Sure enough, this person is a pervert among perverts.

Lu Yue continued, "You are seriously injured. There is a corpse of a recently deceased demigod over there. The divine fire has not yet completely dissipated and is quite warm. I suggest you inhale it to heal your wounds. If you keep your body useful, you may have a chance to take revenge in the future."

The slave demigod gritted his teeth and thought about it, and felt that what Lu Yue said made sense.

Only by being alive can there be a future, so he quickly absorbed the divine fire scattered from the two corpses while it was still hot. Soon his injuries were mostly healed.

But when he opened his eyes again, he found that Lu Yue had been staring at him.

That look is just like a pervert!
This made his body tense, and he had a bad feeling deep in his heart.

Seeing that the other party had recovered, Lu Yue retracted his gaze, pointed at the pile of corpses in the distance, and said, "See those corpses? I want you to help me move them to the depths of this mass grave. This is the price I pay for saving your life."

As expected, this Demigod No. 6 wanted to continue enslaving them to work.

Still want to exploit them!!!

"By the way, since you're working for me now, there are some things I need to tell you in advance. There's no salary here, it's an eight-hour workday for five days, with Saturdays and Sundays off, you can do whatever you want, but I suggest you don't leave here, be careful not to get caught..."

The demigod who was secretly cursing Lu Yue was stunned.

He suspected that he had heard it wrongly.

After much hesitation, he still decided to move the pile of corpses.

On the one hand, when you live under someone's roof you have to bow your head, and this job is indeed relatively easy; on the other hand, he planned to recuperate while looking for an opportunity to escape.

Lu Yue looked at the demigod who was carrying the mountain of corpses and nodded.

He can save this time to continue his practice.

But working alone is too slow after all.

We must find a way to sharpen the bronze axe as soon as possible.

He needs a lot of manpower!!!
"........."

"Have you heard that the demigod who ranks sixth in the underworld in the mass grave is recruiting people to move the pile of corpses. They only work five days a week, eight hours a day, and they can rest on Saturdays and Sundays..."

"I have seen the piles of corpses in the mass graves. It is not difficult to move them. Compared with carrying the cornerstone of the world all the time, this is a good job. But how could those guys in the underworld be so kind? Is this a trick?"

"Many captured demigods have already gone there. They will die here too. We might as well give it a try. Moreover, compared to this place, the mass grave is more suitable for our future escape plan..."

During this period, news about the "Sixth Master" recruiting workers at the mass grave spread quickly throughout the entire Pyramid area like wildfire.

Compared with the current hard labor with no end in sight, working in a mass grave was simply heaven. Besides, the Sixth Master had expressly forbidden other demigods from the underworld to approach.

This means that once you get involved you won’t be exhausted to death.

They have plenty of time to recover.

Even the chances of escaping in the future will be greatly increased.

As a result, a large number of slave demigods were asked to transfer their work content.

In the past, faced with this situation, the other demigods of the underworld would not hesitate to whip them and suppress them with bloody means.

But this time, the "Sixth Master" of the underworld spoke personally.

Even though these ordinary demigods of the underworld were filled with reluctance, they could only watch the slaves leave for the mass grave.

This abnormal situation soon reached the ears of other numbered demigods.

"What on earth is that Sixth Master doing?! He summoned so many slave demigods to move those useless corpses, and forbade anyone else to get close. Isn't he afraid of delaying the construction of the pyramids in his area?!!!"

"I don't know either. Recently, the Heavenly Palace has been sending us messages asking us to speed up the construction of the pyramid. If we are late, even we, the demigods who have been given numbers, will be severely punished. Why did he do this?"

"I understand! Last time the bone train hit the Heavenly Palace, it broke a corner, and the debris that fell destroyed many pyramids, especially his area which was hit the hardest. I think he knew that he couldn't complete the task on time, so he came up with this trick, deliberately delaying our construction period so that everyone can be punished together!"

A dozen or so demigods at the bottom of the rankings were all shocked when they heard this.

With just a little thought, they concluded that it was most likely true.

After all, everyone knows that Mr. Six is ​​ruthless and a pervert.

But the current situation makes them worried.

Because they are ranked low, they have no say in front of Master Liu.

But if they can't come up with a solution, they might really be implicated.

In mild cases, the number will be revoked, and in severe cases, the person may die.

"Old Six has gone too far this time. We can't let him do this..."

Suddenly, a steady and powerful voice broke the silence, with an unquestionable majesty in the tone, and he even dared to call Master Liu "Old Six".

When everyone heard the voice and looked, they saw an old man with a long beard walking towards them calmly.

"Eighth Master!!!"

This person is none other than Mr. Ba, who is ranked eighth in the numbering.

The Eighth Master was calm and composed, and he said slowly, "The Heavenly Palace has ordered to shorten the construction period. What Old Six did is a blatant violation of the orders of the underworld. In my opinion, he is afraid that his position will not be stable anymore."

Then, Master Ba looked at everyone and asked, "What do you think?"

The other numbered demigods were shocked.

Is the Eighth Master going to challenge the Sixth Master's number? ! ! !

What else can they say? ! !
Recalling that the project progress was slow due to Sixth Master's actions, everyone exchanged glances and said in unison: "We are willing to follow Eighth Master..."

(End of this chapter)