The ancient giant bear hiding in the world of immortal cultivation

Chapter 152 The King of Beishan
The human attack ended long ago, but pessimism was still prevalent in the forest camp.

Many demon soldiers were whispering to each other. Even the elite demon soldiers coming from the Snow Mountain had lost their previous spirit and courage and dared not rush forward recklessly anymore.

Because there were more than twenty areas in the forest camp that were still filled with poisonous fog that could not be dispersed.

In these poisonous fog areas, there is often a huge underground crack, and all the big trees around this area wither and die.

Everywhere was a lifeless scene.

Even the officials in charge of counting merits did not come to count the population, and the new recruits who were supposed to arrive at the Death-Seeking Camp soon did not show up.

"Is the Great Snow Mountain going to give up this place? Could it be that the branch seedlings of Grandpa Tree were really injured in this round of sneak attacks?"

Wang Wu was thinking in his mind, feeling very stressed and uneasy.

Seeing that the condition of the King of Beishan was stable but still unconscious, Wang Wu hesitated for a moment, then carried it on his back and walked back to the original camp.

Occasionally, when demon soldiers asked him questions on the road, he would say that this was the King of Beishan, who was poisoned and unconscious, and he was trying to find a way to heal him, "Brother, do you have any solution?"

This trick was very useful, or perhaps the title of King of Beishan was still very effective, as there were almost no demon soldiers trying to stop him.

Walking all the way back, you will see the bodies of some demon soldiers who died in the battle still in the same place. Nearby is a poisonous fog formed by the five poisonous auras. Although the demon soldiers have the habit of sharing the corpses of their friends, they are quite afraid of this poisonous fog, so they dare not go over at all.

This is a good deal for Wang Wu.

Because he knew very well that if the corpse was really contaminated by the five poisonous auras, it would have long since rotted into poisonous water.

However, the demon soldiers were right to be cautious. Perhaps the poisonous fog was originally stable, but some demon soldiers passed by nearby and disturbed the poisonous fog. That would be disastrous.

Wang Wu was almost hit when he was dragging the corpse of a demon soldier, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Along the way, we collected the corpses of five demon soldiers in succession. They were all quite large in size, either bull demons, bear demons, wolf demons, or pig demons. They had a lot of meat and tasted delicious.

But Wang Wu didn't eat it for himself, but to show his filial piety to King Beishan. What if the seriously injured King Beishan urgently needed to replenish energy and ate him in a hurry?
He put the corpses of the five demon soldiers together, and then patiently ran to wait ten meters away. There were the corpses of the demon soldiers in between, so he had to be careful.

About two hours later, without any warning, the King of Beishan woke up. His eyes could not be seen, but four articulated swords suddenly grew out of his corroded body without legs or claws. In an instant, they pinned Wang Wu to the ground like a ghost, and were about to chop him into pieces with both swords.

Wang Wu hurriedly shouted, "There is food! I prepared it for you! King, I carried you out on my back! Spare my life, King!"

At the critical moment, the King of Beishan's double swords stopped at Wang Wu's throat.

He was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. Although he had thought about this possibility beforehand and even deliberately moved twenty meters away, who knew that this damn thing could be so terrifying even when it was seriously injured?
As expected, he is a fourth-grade demon!
But the King of Beishan seemed not to have heard what Wang Wu said, and the old skin on its ugly and disgusting body began to fall off.

In a moment, a purple-gold mantis swordsman about the size of a calf reappeared, looking energetic and extremely powerful.

And its eyes finally focused on Wang Wu.

"who are you?"

"My Lord, I am Xiong Wu, the captain of the Ninth Battalion of the Death-Seeking Battalion. I was the one who carried you here on my back. Have you forgotten?"

Wang Wu answered cautiously that he was indeed taking a gamble this time, he wanted to find a strong supporter.

And it didn't matter if he lost the bet. As long as King Beishan was not insane, at most he would send him to the death camp again, especially since he had already prepared food.

No matter how cruel they are, they can't eat their savior alive, right? Isn't this the world that has been reformed for tens of thousands of years by the great sages of all races of goblins and monsters?

Isn't this the Western Wilds where the Monster Academy is thriving?
The fact that it is a fourth-grade demon means that it has enough rationality to see and solve problems.

"Death-seeking camp? Where are my trusted followers?"

King Beishan slowly put away his two swords, and dark golden mist suddenly surged from his body. In the blink of an eye, he had turned into a teenage, somewhat ugly boy with a pointed mouth.

"Reporting to the king, there were a total of fifty-four of your trusted subordinates. They all died in order to rescue you from the poisonous fog. But it was because of their sacrifice that they took over and dragged you out of the poisonous fog, giving me the opportunity to carry you out."

Wang Wu didn't dare to get up, and still answered cautiously, well, he had seen clearly before that the trusted guards under the King of Beishan were indeed loyal, and they were all dead, otherwise he would not take the risk.

The King of Beishan's expression remained unchanged, and it was hard to tell whether he was sad or indifferent.

Then, it glanced at the five corpses of the demon soldiers and sneered, "Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

It really couldn't be hidden. This monster was so smart. Wang Wu was so terrified that he dared not say anything and even felt a little regretful.

Was I too reckless this time?
But who would have thought that the King of Beishan would sit cross-legged on the ground, and took out a magic gourd from somewhere. He opened the lid, and immediately a refreshing fragrance filled the air. He poured out three magic pills and ate them like beans. Suddenly, his whole body was filled with spiritual light.

At this point, it glanced at Wang Wu sideways and said, "You country devil, you are quite courageous. Don't tell so many lies. You saved me for the sake of gaining benefits. This is normal. As the human race says, the world is bustling with people, all for profit. The world is bustling with people, all for profit. You and I are not human, so it is the same."

"So I still thank you and won't eat you. Now, you have two choices. First, I will help you leave the Death Wish Camp and become my confidant. Second, I will still help you leave the Death Wish Camp, but I will give you a magic pill and we will have nothing to do with each other from now on."

Hearing this, Wang Wu finally felt relieved. He immediately stood up, knelt on his knees, and clasped his fists, "My king, I am willing to follow you, no matter what the dangers are, and I will never back down!" "Haha! In that case, don't regret it. Get up. I don't want these demon corpses. I'll give them all to you." King Beishan still looked calm, and there was no sign of any disturbance.

Wang Wu hurriedly thanked him again and changed the way he addressed him.

"Thank you sir for the reward!"

Then he got up, ran to the side, and began to eat voraciously. King Beishan despised such low-quality food, but to him it was a rare, first-class delicacy.

He kept eating, but the King of Beishan sat there, making a hand gesture, looking shadowy and as if in a trance. He was so mysterious that he dared not stare at him.

After eating a pig demon, a cow demon, and a wolf demon in one breath, Wang Wu was finally too full to eat anymore.

The satiety level soared to 20000+, and the spiritual energy exceeded 13000+. I have never been so generous before.

When he opened the attribute column, as expected, he saw a + sign behind the secret skill of Bronze Head and Iron Bones. The upgrade conditions were too difficult.

No choice.

10000 points of spiritual energy were consumed instantly, upgrading the Bronze Head and Iron Bones secret technique to level 3.

The effect becomes that within three seconds, a cumulative damage of 2700 points can be sustained.

It's still worth it.

Afterwards, Wang Wu consumed another 2500 points of spiritual energy to increase the basic defense from 68 points to 69 points. Taking into account the passive benefits, it has reached 70 points, which is equivalent to being immune to 210 points of damage.

It looks good, but it’s still not good enough in front of the big monster.

Wang Wu thought anxiously. He was thinking about many things, calculating and pondering, but in the end, he still felt that his investment in Beishan King this time would bring more benefits than disadvantages.

Apart from anything else, without the support of King Beishan, he might be thrown into the Death-Seeking Camp as the camp commander again.

He could survive on the battlefield once, twice, so how could he survive a third time?

If you survive the third time, will any monsters be suspicious?
These are all very troublesome things and difficult to sort out.

What's more, the next battle might be unfavorable. Following King Beishan, perhaps there would be more ways to survive.

As Wang Wu was thinking, he fell asleep and slept until dawn. When he woke up, his whole body was crackling. He felt refreshed and full of energy. The effect of eating and drinking enough was amazing!
Overnight, he consumed more than 5000 points of satiety.

Looking around, fortunately, the King of Beishan is still there regulating his breathing and practicing his skills. I can't tell what his condition is, but it shouldn't be too bad.

At this moment, as if sensing Wang Wu's gaze, the King of Beishan suddenly opened his eyes, which frightened him.

The next moment, King Beishan slowly stood up, without saying a word, and strode forward. Wang Wu hurriedly followed behind him.

It was really magical. The old guy seemed to be walking slowly, taking a step left and a step right, but in the blink of an eye he had run thousands of meters away. Wang Wu had to use all his strength to catch up with him.

Then, the King of Beishan suddenly stopped, and Wang Wu also slammed on the brakes, but saw a large number of new recruits from the Death-Seeking Camp coming from the Great Snow Mountain in front of him.

The Tiger Captain and the Blue Wolf Captain were actually still alive. They looked at Wang Wu in surprise, and then quickly saluted the King of Beishan.

I felt embarrassed and wanted to ask something but didn't dare to.

The King of Beishan seemed to have nothing to do. He stopped just to wait for Wang Wu. Now seeing Wang Wu caught up, he took another step forward, whooshing, and his thin legs were quite capable of moving around.

Wang Wu quickly ran after them again, leaving behind the one-eyed tiger and the one-eyed wolf in confusion.

After looking at each other, they began to call the roll -

"Niu Dali, Ape Datou, Wolf Xiaobai, Elephant Invincible, Tiger Three Jumps, Fox Tail, Leopard Flying Flowers..."

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"Xiong Wu, please wait here. I'll be back soon."

When he arrived at the outskirts of the tree's branches and seedlings, King Beishan walked straight in. This time, the vicious demon soldiers did not dare to stop him.

Wang Wu looked around and made various guesses. It seemed that there would be another battle today?
That's right. From the perspective of the Great Ape King of the Snow Mountain, how could he give up so easily? If he retreats once, there will be a second time. By that time, he will retreat to the foot of the Snow Mountain. Is he going to repeat the incident of the Demon Emperor being besieged three thousand years ago?
So it seems that this place is destined to become a purgatory of flesh and blood!

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard that huge and majestic voice sounded again.

"All troops, listen up. We must defeat the human race today. We will not return until we break it!"

"The Death Camp, listen up! Get in position immediately and prepare to charge!"

(End of this chapter)