Chapter 199: Demon Tribe's Great Army

Demon Tribe, the mortal enemy of the Human Tribe.

The Demon Tribe resides on the Moyu Continent.

They eat blood, practice demonic arts, are ferocious and brutal, and observe no rites.

No one knows when it started, but the Human Tribe and the Demon Tribe began a racial war.

The Demon Tribe wants to enslave the Human Tribe entirely, while the Human Tribe wants to slaughter the Demon Tribe cleanly.

However, the demons down the mountain have nothing in common with the legendary monsters.

They have human faces, wear exquisite armor, and stand in neat ranks.

Were it not for the black demonic aura emanating from them, Zhang Xingyu would have mistaken them for a human army.

At this very moment, a demon commander, mounted on a warhorse, was giving a pep talk to his troops.

He is young, with a handsome and angular face; his gray eyes reveal resolve and depth.

He is practically the Sharp Bro of the Xianxia World!

He wears a suit of jet-black armor, with ferocious pauldrons etched with iris patterns.

In his hand he holds a black spear; its azure blade exudes intense killing intent.

He waves his arm, loudly saying something to the demon soldiers before him.

His voice is low and magnetic, exactly the most beautiful baritone.

His tone is high and stirring; from afar one can feel his intense fighting spirit.

Hey!

After he uttered a few words, the soldiers before him loudly responded.

Interesting!

Zhang Xingyu stretched his stiff legs, preparing to descend the mountain and leave.

Just then, the demon commander said something to his aide beside him.

The aide heard it and flew up to the mountaintop with several demon mages.

They stepped on black clouds; their demonic aura drifted in midair, forming a ferocious skull.

Damn, I've been spotted.

The wind's urgent—make a quick escape.

Zhang Xingyu stepped onto his flying sword; the fire dragon turned into a stream of light, shooting toward the horizon.

The few demon mages giving chase, seeing this, hurriedly increased their magical output.

Although they rode on clouds, this black cloud's flight speed was not slow.

The flying sword led, the cloud followed.

The flying sword broke free from the cloud; the cloud latched onto the flying sword.

Soon, Zhang Xingyu had flown eastward for over a hundred li.

The cloud pursued relentlessly, determined not to rest until it captured Zhang Xingyu.

Damn!

If the tiger doesn't show its might, you treat me like a sick cat!

Zhang Xingyu silently chanted, and a gleaming long bow appeared out of thin air.

He nocked the divine arrow, half-drawing the bowstring.

Wherever the light arrows went, the leading demon mages fell at the sound.

At the same time, a system notification sounded deep in the Divine Sea.

"Ding-dong, the host activated Divine Ability: Shooting the Sun, consuming 500 points of God Yuan Value."

The divine arrow returned, and Zhang Xingyu drew the bowstring again.

Above the demonic clouds, the demon marshal's aide turned pale with shock.

He shouted at the demon mages before him, then produced a black magic scroll.

Facing the magic scroll, several demon mages frantically poured magical energy into it.

The magic scroll gradually glowed.

At the same time, the divine arrow once again pierced a mage's chest.

Jet-black blood spurted from his chest.

The blood sprayed onto the scroll, causing it to emit a blinding red light.

The demon marshal's aide shouted loudly: "Please, descend, O Demon God!"

Demonic clouds roiled across the sky, all around pitch black.

A huge demonic shadow with a bull's head and human body stepped out of the demonic clouds.

The demon marshal's aide was overjoyed to see the demonic shadow.

The summoned demon god is named the Mighty Ox Demon King, a well-known existence in Moyu.

Although only an avatar of the demon god appeared, even possessing just one-ten-thousandth of the deity's power, it was beyond what that guy could withstand.

"Please, O Demon God, unleash your power!"

The demon marshal's aide respectfully said to the demon god's avatar:

The demon god's avatar, face ferocious, said: "If you want me to act, you must offer a sacrifice. Have you prepared the sacrifice?"

"Ready. Please, O Demon God, enjoy it!"

The demon marshal's aide said, swinging his demonic blade.

The blade flashed, and several mages nearby were severed head from body.

Black demonic blood sprayed into the sky, gulped down by the demon god's avatar.

The Demon God's avatar licked its blood-red tongue.

He turned his head, his lantern-sized eyes gazing at Zhang Xingyu.

"Human, suffer......"

Before his words faded, a golden ray of light shot into its mouth.

The Demon God's avatar let out a mournful long howl, and moments later turned into specks of black demonic qi that dissipated.

Zhang Xingyu held a golden great bow, threw his head back and let out a long whistle, his black long hair fluttering in the wind.

Moments later, he put away his golden long bow, flew on his sword to the side of the Deputy Demon Commander.

"Demon race, are you ready?"

The pitch-black night sky, a streak of flowing light streaked across.

After a quarter hour, Zhang Xingyu returned to Shaha Military City.

At the gate of the recruit camp, Zhang Xingyu took out his own waist plate.

The waist plate is the identity proof of a recruit.

Seeing Zhang Xingyu clad in junk equipment, the gate guard did not bother with further questioning.

For recruits like Zhang Xingyu who only return in the middle of the night, they have already seen many, many.

Dragging his weary body, Zhang Xingyu returned to his dormitory.

The several recruits in the same dormitory were already sound asleep, their snoring rising and falling.

Zhang Xingyu climbed onto his bed, took off his junk gear, and fell into a deep sleep.

One night of peace.

The next morning, a sharp whistle shattered his sweet dream.

Zhang Xingyu got out of bed, scrambling to put on his equipment while running out the door with his fellow dormitory recruits.

Fall in, roll call.

"One, two, three, four...... one thousand three hundred thirty-seven."

The Muscle Instructor furrowed his brows.

What's wrong with these recruits, they even misreport numbers.

"Recount!" the Muscle Instructor shouted loudly.

"One, two, three, four...... one thousand three hundred thirty-seven."

"Damn it, how did we misreport again."

The Muscle Instructor was extremely angry.

"Recount again" the Muscle Instructor bellowed loudly.

"One, two, three, four...... one thousand three hundred thirty-seven."

"Fuck, still wrong."

"You're all pigs, huh?"

"Report your names!"

"Li Jinsheng, Wang Tianlong...... Zhang Xingyu."

"Zhang Xingyu?"

"Isn't that the guy who became a deserter?"

The Muscle Instructor walked to the end of the line.

Sure enough, it's that recruit who ran away.

"Zhang Xingyu, didn't you already escape? How did you come back again?" the Muscle Instructor bellowed.

"Escaped? Who said that. Reporting Instructor, it's definitely someone framing me!" Zhang Xingyu answered solemnly.

The Muscle Instructor was somewhat speechless.

This person hasn't returned for three days; I already reported him as a deserter to the garrison's general.

As a result, he inexplicably ran back.

"Damn it, you're not harming me, are you?"

The Muscle Instructor kicked Zhang Xingyu in the leg.

"If you didn't escape, where have you been these three days?"

"Reporting Instructor, the dust and sand blinded my eyes, I got lost. The desert is vast, with no landmarks; I spent great effort to find my way back."

"Got lost. If you got lost, why didn't you fly back on your sword?"

"Reporting Instructor, you said during drills, sword-flying is prohibited."

"I!"

The Muscle Instructor, furious, raised the whip in his hand.

However, he ultimately did not bring down that whip.

He roared with a voice like a trumpet: "Zhang Xingyu, for violating military discipline, confine him to the punishment room for ten days."

As his words fell, the surrounding recruits all looked toward Zhang Xingyu.

Their eyes showed envy, jealousy, and hatred.

"Damn it, if we had known earlier, we would have gotten lost too!"