Netherworld Immortal

The battlefield, one end of the central city.

At this time, a night thief ran all the way and hurried to the front of the dark lord Jushan.

Compared with the night thief, Jushan's body is like a mountain peak.

"Report to Lord Dark Lord, something is wrong." The night thief said in a panic.

"What's the matter? Tell me!" Ju Shan said impatiently.

"A small number of allied forces of light sneaked in from the south, west and east of the central city and set fire to warehouses and other important places. The soldiers we were preparing to support were busy putting out the fire and couldn't come to the battlefield." The night thief explained.

"There is no need for support now. Didn't you see that we have taken the initiative in the battlefield situation? How majestic are those mammoth war elephants."

Huffing and wheezing, Jushan was out of breath and his mouth was dry.

"Quick, get me some water to drink." Ju Shan ordered.

The Night Thieves immediately stepped forward and raised a large water bag with both hands.

Ju Shan leaned over to take the water bag, gurgled, and drank all the water in it.

He shook the empty water bottle and threw it aside.

"Is there any more water?"

The night thief quickly took out another water bag and held it over.

"My lord, please drink slowly."

Ju Shan ignored him, and this time he simply sat on the ground and drank water.

"What a solution..."

The word thirsty was not uttered, and Jushan's voice stopped abruptly.

He put down the water bladder and looked down at his chest.

In the place of his heart, an ivory dagger was inserted, and the dagger was held in the hand of the night thief.

"You! Who are you?" Jushan was furious and threw the water bag.

Water gurgled from the mouth of the water sac, and blood gurgled from Jushan's heart.

In anger, Ju Shan clamped the night thief's neck with a big hand, and lifted him up.

The thief in the night was not afraid, and said firmly: "I am Rita, the king of thieves. I will not submit to anyone, and I will not become a slave to the king of darkness. A few days ago, you killed my best man in the central city." Several brothers, today I will avenge them."

Jushan suddenly remembered.

A few days ago, a few night thieves sneaked into his bedroom and robbed him. Except for one guy who escaped, the others were killed on the spot.

"Yeah! Damn guy!" Jushan yelled, twisting his hands vigorously, kaka, the neck of the king of thieves was twisted.

Jushan's eyes were red, and he threw the Thieves King off the high city wall.

"Go to hell with you! You bullshit king of thieves! I, Jushan, am the only king in this world, and everyone else can only be my slave."

The neck of the Thief King was broken, his body could not move, and his body fell straight from the city wall.

He murmured: "I'm going to die, my name is Rita, the king of thieves Rita."

His body flew up and his veil fell off.

A black piece hovered around him, like a black butterfly chasing freedom.

Memories of the past flashed back in his mind.

40 years ago.

In a dense forest, a night thief and a ragged little beggar stood face to face.

The little beggar hid his hands behind his back, tightly clutching a piece of naan.

"Little guy, are you hungry?" the night thief asked.

The little beggar nodded.

"Eat, I'll settle the score with you when you're full." The night thief said coldly.

The little beggar took out the naan hidden behind him and bit into it.

After a while, he ate up a large piece of naan, and then wiped the corners of his mouth with his hands.

"I have no money, but only one life." The little beggar said bluntly.

"You dare to steal my things? Do you know who I am?" asked the night thief.

"I know you are a night thief, because only night thieves cover their faces." The little beggar thought for a while and said.

The Night Bandit reached out and tore off the dark scarf on his face, revealing an ordinary face, except that there was an obvious scar on the left side of his face.

He asked back: "Now? Do you still think I am a night thief?"

The little beggar scratched his head, and then replied: "Is this? You are not considered a night thief now."

"Little guy, you are very smart," the night thief covered his face again, "what's your name?"

"My name is Rita."

"Rita, let me tell you, I am a night thief."

"Are you really a night thief? According to legend, the night thief is a great hero who robs the rich and gives to the poor."

"Shh, keep your voice down. If people hear that I was stolen by a little beggar as a thief in the night, wouldn't I be laughed out of my teeth. In addition, the stories of robbing the rich and giving to the poor are all lies. Because Poor people have nothing worth stealing, so night thieves can only steal from rich people."

Hearing the night thief's answer, little Rita was very disappointed.

"What? The night thief is not a great hero, let you down?"

Little Rita was depressed and bowed: "Sir, I'm really sorry, I just stole your naan."

The night thief waved his hand: "No need."

"My parents died in the war, and I wandered alone. Before I ate this naan, I hadn't eaten for three days. I was so hungry. I took you while you were asleep. I didn't take any of the naan in the package, nor the gold coins in your package. I planned to explain to you when you woke up." Little Rita explained.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?" The night thief's tone was gloomy.

With a snap, he pulled out the dagger from his waist, the dazzling silver flashed, and the tip of the knife was on Little Rita's throat.

There was an extra blood spot on Little Rita's throat.

"I, I'm not afraid." Little Rita stammered, unable to hide the fear in her heart.

"What wish do you have before you die?" The night thief's tone became colder and colder.

"I, I want to be the greatest night thief and the legendary king of thieves." Little Rita boldly stated her dream.

Hearing this, the Night Thief nailed his body on the spot like a stake.

Little Rita closed her eyes, waiting for the dagger to sink into her throat.

He believes that if there is an afterlife, he will become a king of thieves, a great hero who robs the rich and helps the poor.

The Night Thieves calmed down and did not kill Little Rita, but moved the dagger away from Little Rita's neck.

"Hahaha." The night thief suddenly laughed.

Little Rita opened her eyes, touched her neck with her hands, and thought: "I'm still alive."

"Do you know what is the most precious thing among the thieves in the night? Only by answering this question correctly can you be qualified to become the king of thieves."

"Is it a gold coin?"

"No."

"It's treasure."

"Not at all."

"It's bread."

"Not at all."

"what is that?"

The night thief shook his head, put away his dagger, turned around, walked away, and said coldly from his back: "Rita, little guy, don't follow me, or I will kill you."

"Sir, you haven't given me the answer to my question yet," cried little Rita.

"If one day you can become the king of thieves, you will know the answer. However, I still suggest you to be a little beggar, so as not to lose your life." The figure of the night thief disappeared in a dark whirlwind.

"This look is so handsome, I want to become the king of thieves." Little Rita vowed secretly when he saw the night thieves displaying their wind talent.

Twenty years later, the grown-up Rita has become a very good night thief.

According to the rules of the world of thieves, the successor of the king of thieves must personally kill the previous king of thieves before he will be recognized by the world of thieves.

That day, in the dense forest where Rita got the naan, he had a life-and-death duel with the then king of thieves.

In the end, Rita plunged the dagger into the heart of the Thieves King.

The veil fell off the King of Thieves' face, and he had a knife scar on his left cheek.

"It's you?"

Rita recognized that the king of thieves in front of him was the night thief from 20 years ago, from whom he took a naan.

In that moment, Rita found the answer to his question.

He said word by word: "For the night thieves, the most precious thing is freedom."

"Are you that little beggar from back then, Rita?" the King of Thieves uttered the last words, dying from blood loss.

The night thief lives for freedom, the night thief dies for freedom, is the motto of Rita, the king of thieves.

In reality, Rita's body fell from a high city wall.

All his memories turned dark.

There is no more king of thieves in this world.

......

Ju Shan, who was stabbed in the heart by a dagger, panicked.

He knew that if he pulled out the dagger, he would lose too much blood and die.

"Ghost Wu, help me quickly, I'm going to die." Ju Shan said in a begging tone for the first time.

The head of the zombie floating in mid-air fell back to the front of the giant mountain, and his eyes flashed strangely.

"Master Jushan, don't panic. Trust me,

I can give you eternal life.However, you'll have to be patient. "

Suddenly, the zombie head bit the handle of the dagger with its teeth and pulled it out abruptly.

One of Jushan's heart vessels lost blood like a volcanic eruption, he suddenly felt dizzy, and his whole body lost strength.

puff!

The zombie bit the dagger with its mouth and cut it on Jushan's neck.

One of Jushan's heads rolled to the ground with a grunt, and he swallowed his breath immediately.

Without stopping for a moment, the zombie's head landed on Jushan's neck, twisted back and forth, and unexpectedly grew together.

"The body corrupted by ghosts is very suitable for me." The head turned flexibly and blinked.

Strangely, his whole body quickly turned into a zombified body, and the wound on his heart stopped bleeding in time.

"After sleeping for 10 years, I finally came back to life," the ghost witch admired his new body, "This is all I want."

After finishing speaking, he looked down at the giant mountain's head that had rolled to the ground, and kicked it away.

"I am the true Lord of Darkness, the Lord of Eternity."

Next, the ghost witch took over the banner of Jushan and personally commanded the mammoth war elephants on the battlefield to kill wildly.

Under the control of the ghost witch, the mammoth war elephant became even crazier.

Due to the indiscriminate attacks of the mammoths, the battlefield fell into extreme chaos.

"My bastard! Why do these damn big guys kill their own people." A night thief cursed.

"Oh, it hurts! My leg was crushed together with the crocodile, and the monster's paws seemed to have collapsed." The crocodile cavalry fell to the ground and cried.

"My three heads are not enough for this big guy to step on." The three heads of a three-headed giant snake were trampled by the mammoth war elephant one after another.

"Ahh—" Before the third scream came out, it turned into meat sauce.

"I'll sting, I'll sting." The giant manticore stabbed fiercely with its hooked tail, but it couldn't pierce the thick skin of the mammoth at all.

"My crochet needle is broken, woohoo—" the giant manticore lost its hook tail and was no longer a fourth-tier beast, weeping sadly.

"Salvo! Target mammoth!"

The archers of the human race lined up and fired in salvo, but the arrows fell on the mammoth like drizzle.

"The defense of this monster is too strong, almost as strong as a city wall, and our long-range attacks are useless." The archer said anxiously.

"Warcraft blood, never say never!" Five one-horned demon lions besieged a mammoth, but were swept into the air by the mammoth's nose.

"It's flying!" The one-horned demon lion screamed in midair.

"Momoo——, Buffalo brothers, charge!"

More than a dozen bulls with giant horns lined up and rushed forward with their giant horns, aiming at a war mammoth.

Bang bang bang bang bang.

The huge horns of the savage bull are as small and unbearable as chopsticks in front of the huge ivory of the mammoth.

A dozen bulls with giant horns were overturned to the ground in an instant.

The well-disciplined costumed white lions and sacred white stags were also broken up by the mammoths.

......

For a time, both the Dark Legion and the Light Alliance suffered heavy casualties.

Lan Youyou shouted: "All the Allied Forces of Light obey orders!"

The tip of the saber she held high danced like a bow-knot.

"Tactical—retreat!"

The Allied Forces of Light immediately withdrew and stopped losses in time.

Xu Yang displayed his thunder and fire talent in time.

"Bloodline Talent——Thunderstorm Tyrant Fire!"

High above the battlefield, Fist of Thunder and Fist of Fire descended from the sky.

Boom!

The two mammoths were blown up and down, with white smoke and flames emitting from their bodies.

They just rolled on the ground, then roared and stood up again.

A group of heavily armored warriors took the opportunity to retreat.

"These fifth-tier units are too terrifying. My thunder and fire curse can only injure them, but can't kill them directly." Xu Yang said anxiously.

The third golden eye between the brows of the golden and jade monk shot out waves of light, desperately reading information on the battlefield.

"Someone assassinated Jushan! Jushan is dead! Jushan's body is occupied by a strange head. The person who assassinated Jushan fell down the city wall."

"The one who controls the mammoth now is the ghost witch who occupies the body of the giant mountain."

"These mammoths are regenerated bodies that have devoured the strength of the corpse, or they are not real life forms at all."

"Each war elephant has a witchcraft rune in its body. The only way to destroy them is to kill the caster."

"If you want to end this war, you must kill that ghost witch."