Chapter 1748: then translation of chapter title

Soon, a group arrived above a city.

This city is called Eastern King City, a level‑10 garrison city, larger than a level‑4 city but not as big as a level‑3 main city.

As the current top guild on Zhu Shen Da Lu, they have top‑notch equipment, all members learn Divine Punishment legion skills, the guild possesses over 300 divine artifacts, and among the top 10,000 players in arena 1v1 rankings, more than 3,000 belong to this guild.

Thus this guild is very arrogant; although they cannot actually achieve the in‑game goal of bullying men and women, extorting silver, and looting, they basically do the same, even bullying many NPCs, let alone players.

Many solo players were messed up by them—opening red‑zone killing sprees, stealing quests, destroying others' quests, etc., all kinds of psychological harassment. Consequently, solo players could not tolerate it; after reaching the required level they left en masse, heading to Shen Jie.

Many small guilds also suffered greatly; their territory battles were constantly interrupted, their garrisons repeatedly declared war and demoted, making life very hard.

As everyone knows, the Tyrant Server guild has always been a thorn in the side of all solo players and small guilds in the region, extremely disgusting, yet there is no way to oppose them.

The usual result is that the region's players dwindle, forced to quit playing—either they ascend to Shen Jie or simply stop going online.

……In this regard, this group of Banguo players actually contributed significantly to the increase of ascension population in Blue Star Sector 8.

But today, their good days are over!

"We've arrived, Lord City Master—these are the people!"

Claude pointed at the city on the ground and said angrily.

This situation is like a kid who got beaten at school calling his parents to back him up.

Xiao Feng glanced at the city below, did not act, but looked toward the Ashen Demon God.

The Ashen Demon God floated forward and tactfully asked, "Lord Xiao Feng, should I intervene?"

Xiao Feng nodded slightly: "Let me see your strength."

He was still quite interested in this strange NPC, wanting to know what power a person who rose from a low‑rank battlefield grunt to become a demon god possesses.

If his ability is reliable and his personality has no major flaws, we can sponsor him so he can develop well in Shen Jie; when we later bring Mirenya back to visit his sister, it would be nice to have someone to host.

The Ashen Demon God did not yet know that Xiao Feng regarded him as a tea‑serving lackey; he thought this was a test from his superior, and if he performed well he might cling to a powerful thigh and become a favored subordinate.

He clasped his fists and said, "Please give me your guidance, Lord!"

Then he looked toward Eastern King City.

Swish‑swish‑swish!

At that moment, several figures flew out from the city.

The arrival of Xiao Feng and his companions drew the attention of the local players.

Xiao Feng glanced; these people were demi‑god players stuck between levels 250‑255, with Eastern features and faces full of arrogance.

Seeing that the arrivals were Claude and other NPCs, plus two demons, they uttered scornful sounds.

"Claude, you're really useless—you can't beat us on your own, yet you teamed up with demons and summoned the Ashen Demon God as reinforcements?"

"Hahaha, I thought War City had some backbone, but it turns out to be a coward!"

"Hahaha, what are you doing here? Do you think you can strike our garrison? Do you believe summoning the Ashen Demon God can counter our million Sacred Realm players?"

"And you brought a level‑240 trash Sacred Realm NPC—how desperate are you to drag along this rookie? Heh, hopeless; you might as well hand War City over to us now—maybe we'll be in a good mood and toss you a bite to eat."

At this moment, to better watch the show, Xiao Feng had already altered his information to that of a level‑240 Sacred Realm mage, identity as War City's garrison army general, and incidentally used the Power of All Things to slightly adjust his appearance, hiding his world‑renowned handsome face so he wouldn't be recognized.

Indeed, this group of Banguo players failed to notice his identity, and they kept mocking him.

The Ashen Demon God frowned and said, "Your words are truly unpleasant—shut up and die!"

Then he pressed a palm from afar.

Boom!

A bloody giant handprint materialized out of thin air, several hundred meters in size, instantly enveloping several Banguo players.

Accompanied by a dull thud, the five players' health bars appeared and then instantly emptied—killed in a single strike.

"Damn, this guy is strong!"

"As expected of the Ashen Demon God, he really has some skill."

"Hmph, let him be arrogant for a while; the guild master has already returned to the garrison, and 5,000 demi‑gods will simultaneously unleash Divine Punishment legion skills—even if he is a mid‑rank god he will surely die!"

"But… the legion skill seems to be a PVP ability, unusable on NPCs…"

Several players lay dead on the ground, making sounds, but as NPCs Claude and the others could not hear them; only Xiao Feng could.

Having personally witnessed five demi‑gods obliterated by the Ashen Demon God's single palm, even the demi‑god‑strength Claude and Isben couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat.

The Ashen Demon God's strength is overwhelming; even if they had divine artifacts, trying to invade War City would be futile.

Moreover, this demon god even possesses a chief divine artifact!

"Continue, just demolish it—no need to wait." Xiao Feng sent a voice transmission to the Ashen Demon God.

The most handsome man of the East has already returned to the garrison; his Divine Sense has already detected this person.

This person possesses a chief divine artifact weapon, source unknown, and his output is likely very strong.

But compared to a mid‑rank god, he is still somewhat lacking.

Upon hearing this, the Ashen Demon God continued his assault, releasing even stronger demonic skills toward the city below.

Hummm~

Space trembled; strands of blood mist materialized out of nowhere and pressed down upon the city below.

After a few seconds, the entire city was shrouded in the blood mist.

Mihel introduced to Xiao Feng: "This is my father god's secret art, the Crimson Mist; it is effective against flesh‑and‑blood life—if one's strength is lower than his by at least one realm, lingering in the mist for more than ten seconds results in instant death."

"Not a bad skill, its range is sufficient, and it's very practical for bullying the weak." Xiao Feng commented.

The Crimson Mist enveloped a city, qualifying as a large‑area skill, but it cannot harm enemies of the same realm, making it unsuitable for top‑tier combat.

Ten seconds passes quickly; many players' silhouettes rushed out of the mist, but even more failed to escape and died inside.

Threads of blood light flew out from the city, converging toward the Ashen Demon God.

Mihel further explained: "Cultivating bloody power grows by killing enemies; slaughtering adventurers yields less effect, but a batch of tens of thousands of kills at once will let him grow considerably."

Xiao Feng glanced.

Sure enough, after the Ashen Demon God finished a round of killings, its level rose by 5 levels, from 350 to 355.

「This leveling method is not bad; perhaps in the future it could catch up to Mienieya and the others. 」

The Ashen Demon God leveled up so quickly; to a large extent, it must be thanks to this bloody law. Judging by the situation, over these years he hasn't killed few players on Zhan Chang.

Otherwise, the Ashen Plain Zhan Chang wouldn't be so desolate.

While speaking, a group of elite players from the Eastern King's Guild had already appeared before them.

The leader was none other than the Eastern First Handsome, whom Xiao Feng had educated before.

As soon as this person appeared, he started cursing, lashed out, and released the skill attached to the main divine artifact.

Xiao Feng saw the Ashen Demon God about to unleash a big move, and hurriedly sent a voice transmission: 「Don't kill these few for now; capture them—I have another plan. 」