One Million Slaughter
Editor: _Lunaelle
Crunch… Wang Lin didn't fly but walked step by step toward the Fire Demon Country's capital. His figure was like a white-robed wandering soul; it was extremely strange inside this grey fog.
His hair flowed in the air as he walked through the fog. The crunching sound continued with every step Wang Lin took.
The city inside the fog was extremely empty. It was difficult to imagine that 100 years ago the population of this city was no less than the capital of the Sky Demon Country.
However, now it was completely dead!
In the eyes of the nine ancient demons, the people of their countries were simply people they enlightened. They were only tools to help them recover. Even if all of the people died, their hearts wouldn't be affected at all.
Everyone inside the Fire Demon Country's capital, from the Demon Emperor to the civilians, had been sent to the battlefield, and they were turned into corpses that scattered across the earth. They were turned to blood that dyed the ground red.