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Chapter 357 Tower Localization Project

"Old He! Take 20 or so people to the Liu Family Inn in the west of the city to deal with a demon sect's den! They are hiding in the basement of the inn!"

"Yes, Master!"

"Wu Xun! Take people to find a place called Black Bamboo Mountain in the south of the city. There is a demon disciple who refines corpses there! Make sure to eliminate him completely!"

"Yes! Master!"

"Yang Qingqing! There is a group of evil women practicing evil skills hiding in the Baihua Building in the town. They are Mo Ji's external support. Take people to capture them all!"

"Yes! Master!"

As Wang Zhifan issued orders one by one, several elite figures in Fengxue Building quickly led groups of people to run out. Each of them had a very clear purpose, and each of them was eager to make achievements.

The originally very lively hall suddenly became deserted. Except for a few subordinates and servants who were responsible for taking care of it, only Wang Zhifan and Xiong Tianli were left.

"Brother Wang, where did you get all this information? Can you tell me a thing or two?"

Xiong Tianli asked Wang Zhifan with a smile. He was really curious about where this young man got so much detailed and real information about the Demon Sect, which was more than what the Demon Sect knew.

"Master Xiong, I have a special channel to obtain this information, but please forgive me for keeping it secret."

Wang Zhifan immediately fooled him. It was impossible for him to say that all the information was calculated by him using epic props. I am afraid that others would not believe it.

"Ah... I didn't expect that there is such a well-informed place in this world. Compared with it, I, Xiong Tianli, am like an ignorant countryman... Brother Wang, we will leave the Fengxue Tower to you. We will meet again another day!"

Xiong Tianli knew that Wang Zhifan didn't want to say more, so he didn't bother too much and left the Fengxue Tower quickly.

Wang Zhifan also knew that as the leader of a sect, he must have a lot of things to do. Now he left so quickly because he was relieved and planned to do other things. He didn't try to stay and see him off to the door of the tower.

In this way, there were only him and some ordinary disciples left in the entire Fengxue Tower, and there was no one to talk to anymore.

"It's time to move on to the next step."

Wang Zhifan did not have any time to spare at this stage. He turned around and walked towards the several spies of the Demon Sect who were still tied up and guarded, preparing to deal with them in the final way.

"Take them to the dungeon, I want to torture them myself."

He immediately ordered the disciples who were guarding these spies, and all the ten or so unlucky guys who were under absolute control were taken to the underground entrance of the back mountain, which was the terrifying place where the Fengxue Tower imprisoned the villains.

But did Wang Zhifan really want to torture these people when he said this? The actual situation was not the case.

He had another purpose for keeping these people alive until now, that is, to make full use of waste.

So, a few minutes later, in the underground prison of Fengxue Tower, Wang Zhifan began his operation.

He asked the secret guards to guard the entrance and exit of the prison, and he entered a relatively closed interrogation room to "interrogate" the spies of the Demon Sect one by one.

People outside the interrogation room could hear screams coming from inside from time to time, which made these hard-hearted people tremble in their hearts. They intuitively thought that Wang Zhifan was torturing the people in the Demon Sect.

But if someone happened to go in to check, they would find that Wang Zhifan did not use torture on these people who had no reason to live. He was just fighting them one-on-one, or unilaterally crushing them with force, letting them die in despair.

"It's your turn! Show all your strength! You shouldn't let me down!"

At this time, Wang Zhifan brought into the interrogation room the Demon Sect Mo Ji who was described as having good strength by the Tianming Guashu.

When he interrogated others, she tried her best to break free from her own restraints and escape from here, but unfortunately she did not succeed. The power that froze her whole body was always with her, until Wang Zhifan opened the door of the interrogation room again and walked towards her, the demon sect witch couldn't help but show despair in her eyes.

She was pulled in by Wang Zhifan like a stiff wood, and saw some frozen residues piled up inside. In the residues, traces of clothes left by people who had entered before could be found. There was no doubt that they were the residue left after those people were dealt with by the terrifying young man in front of him.

In this terrible environment, Mo Ji, who was highly expected by Wang Zhifan, did not perform well. She knelt on the ground and cried like an ordinary woman, begging Wang Zhifan to spare her life.

"Master Wang! Spare my life! I am also a miserable person! I did not fall into the Demon Sect voluntarily!"

Wang Zhifan was unmoved. He stretched out his hand to close the thick iron door, raised the long knife in his hand and pointed it at the Demon Sect witch on the ground, and said in a flat tone:

"If you want to live, the opportunity is right in front of you. Just kill me or escape. What's the use of crying? Don't you find that you can move freely!"

As Wang Zhifan said this, his figure flashed, and he chopped at the top of Mo Ji's head at a fairly fast speed. It seemed that he really intended to kill her.

In the face of life-and-death crisis, Mo Ji exploded without warning. Her body suddenly became soft and boneless, and she dodged Wang Zhifan's blade like a bent willow branch, which ordinary people could not do. While dodging, one of her arms instantly became more than twice as long, and her sharp nails pierced Wang Zhifan's throat from a tricky angle. It seemed as if she had suddenly turned into some kind of agile and weird monster with incredible attack methods.

"Yes! That's it! You can do it!"

However, Wang Zhifan, who had endured such an attack, was not surprised but happy. He narrowly avoided Mo Ji's surprise attack. He did not take the opportunity to kill the opponent with a quick knife, but paused his attack rhythm and let Mo Ji deal with him.

Although Mo Ji could not fully understand such behavior, she soon thought that he was some kind of masochist or a person who liked to seek excitement, so she used all her magic to create an opportunity to escape.

In her opinion, continuing to attack Wang Zhifan was just a bad idea, because she knew very well that this person had a strange way to freeze her, and she actually had no chance of winning if she dragged it on.

"Ghostly air!"

She suddenly spit out a dark air from her mouth, which quickly enveloped the room like a spit of smoke, completely obscuring the light leaking from the narrow skylight.

"Ghostly shadows!"

Then she pushed her body skills to the extreme, and in an instant the whole person was divided into three in the dark, one rushed to the iron gate, the other flew to the skylight, and the last one went straight to Wang Zhifan's position.

If Wang Zhifan only attacked the one who rushed towards him, the other two could take the opportunity to escape. Even stopping all three would not be useful, because this was her unique body movement, which had helped her escape the encirclement of the righteous many times.

But Wang Zhifan's reaction made this demon gate witch despair. That is, he did not pay attention to all three figures at all, and rushed directly to an inconspicuous position near the wall of the house, forcing Mo Ji, who was about to escape through the wall, out. In other words, he saw through Mo Ji's trick in an instant!

"Very good! That's it! You almost escaped! Try harder!"

After breaking this trick, Wang Zhifan also encouraged Mo Ji and stopped attacking her again, which made Mo Ji feel humiliated like a mouse being teased by a cat, which made her, who was not low in strength and status, really angry.

"Big Phantom Demon Claw!"

The demon woman immediately gave up all thoughts of escaping and used her best move, transforming into multiple fierce ghost-like figures and stretching out terrifying claws from all directions to directly attack Wang Zhifan's vital points.

This move seems not very strange, as if it is a high-intensity attack method with both speed and strength, but it is actually very difficult to defend, because in this move, Mo Ji entered an extraordinary state. Ordinary weapons are difficult to hit her, and her attacks are difficult to dodge and have the characteristics of penetrating physics. In short, she almost became a ghost!

But Wang Zhifan's feedback was still the same as before. He avoided all attacks by a hair's breadth in a way that Mo Ji could not understand at all, and did not forget to continue to mock her from behind, or it could be regarded as some kind of special encouragement.

"Keep going! That's it! You really didn't let me down!"

For a moment, Mo Ji looked at this perverted and powerful man, and her spirit was about to collapse. She couldn't understand how strong the other party was, nor could she understand why his bad taste was so strong, but she knew that she had no hope of escaping today, and continuing to struggle would only be amusement for others.

"Rather than being humiliated like this! I would rather commit suicide!"

Mo Ji raised her hand and pointed her sharp nails at her chest, as if she wanted to dig out her heart and announce the end of everything in the most tragic way. This is the dignity of being a master of the magic sect.

But she was very keenly aware that someone seemed unwilling to let her die like this, so when a young man approached her at an alarming speed and wanted to interfere, the corners of her mouth suddenly curled up, and she laughed excitedly and crazily:

"Hahaha...die with me!"

In an instant, Mo Ji's whole body swelled up, first her face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and then a large amount of gloomy air overflowed from her body, and the whole person was about to explode and produce a terrifying self-destruction!

Wang Zhifan saw with his own eyes that this demon girl wanted to die with her, but he did not stop her in advance. Instead, he chose to use the ice source power to seal her body at the moment when the woman was about to explode, leaving only half of her chest to expand, resulting in a very strange partial self-explosion scene.

Bang!

Mo Ji, who wanted to die together, did not succeed immediately. The power of her self-explosion was reduced too much. Not only could she not blow up this special solid interrogation room, but she was not even killed. Only half of her chest was blown up, which looked very indecent.

Wang Zhifan, who caused this result, did not feel how bad his behavior was, and asked her again:

"Do you have any other tricks? I feel that you are not far from escaping."

As soon as he said this, Mo Ji, who was already angry to death, was completely furious and fainted. She collapsed on the ground miserably, and no longer had the power before.

"You can't stand it? There is still potential to be tapped..." Wang Zhifan looked at the demon girl who had been completely defeated and was at the mercy of others, feeling a little disappointed and frowning. Now he faced a choice, whether to continue to force the demon girl to stand up and fight, or to end this session like this. It is necessary to explain what he was doing just now. In fact, he is not a masochist or has a special hobby. He played with this demon girl like this and let her use various skills and combat techniques. In fact, there is only one purpose, that is, to collect her combat information and prepare for her to reappear in the pitch-black tower! Wang Zhifan named this project the localization project of the pitch-black tower, in order to insert more types of enemies in the tower to meet the combat training needs of different groups of people.

Imagine if a local person from the Wuji Sect world enters the pitch-black tower, what kind of enemies will he encounter by default? The answer is definitely goblins, green-skinned orcs, monsters, and even dragons. So how much training value can this local person get from fighting such enemies? In fact, it is very small!

Because the local person will never encounter such enemies from other worldviews in the Wuji Sect world, the combat experience he has gained can almost be said to be in vain, and there will never be a chance to use it in reality. Instead, it may mislead this local person, making him uncomfortable when facing the enemies of this world, causing negative effects.

Therefore, if Wang Zhifan wants to use the pitch-black tower to efficiently train the trusted personnel in this world, he must strive to make their combat targets have actual value, that is, choose enemies they may encounter in the future.

It just so happens that the pitch-black tower has an improvement in this regard, that is, the target that Wang Zhifan, the master, has fought, can be set into the tower as the opponent of the challenger, so he started the somewhat complicated and strange operation just now.

It is worth mentioning that although any target that has fought with Wang Zhifan can be set into the tower as a monster, the degree of simulation of the monster is highly affected by the richness of the information obtained.

To put it simply, if Wang Zhifan kills a monster as soon as he meets it, and has never seen it attack, then after he puts this monster into the tower, it is basically a wooden stake, and the fighting style may be very different from its prototype.

On the other hand, if Wang Zhifan has had a fierce and long battle with it and is very familiar with its fighting ability and style, then when he puts it into the tower, he will get an individual that is very close to the original prototype, allowing the challenger to have a very high-quality experience.

It is for this reason that Wang Zhifan just kept provoking Mo Ji, trying to force out all her abilities, so that he can accurately replicate this enemy entering the tower and do the best job of localizing the tower enemies.

"You can't just keep pulling the wool from one person. The information of this individual has been collected almost. I have to find more local types..."

Thinking in his heart, Wang Zhifan chopped off Mo Ji's head with a knife, so that she could get a real rest.