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Chapter 205

The territory of Lion Camel Ridge is a concrete manifestation of hell on earth.

Everywhere you looked was a chilling horror. Skulls were piled up like mountains, bones were scattered like a forest, dried human skin curled up in the mud, and broken human tendons were wrapped around dead tree trunks.

In this dead zone, a figure was walking along, swaying his head. He was a patrolman, carrying a faded "command" flag on his shoulder and a rusty bell at his waist. He hummed an off-key tune, showing no fear of being in hell, but rather a leisurely air as he patrolled the rugged mountain path.

Suddenly, a stern voice came from ahead.

"Hey you walking, stop! Come here!"

Startled by the sound, Little Drill jumped and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw a guy dressed as a more spirited monster leader standing there, wearing a hat askew, a waist tag slung across his shoulder, and a broken gong in his hand, staring at him with a stern face.

Little Drill quickly jogged forward, a fawning smile plastered on his face. "Sir, sir! I didn't know you were here, sir. I apologize for not being more respectful. I am Little Drill, the patrolman from the front camp. May I ask which camp you belong to?"

The "leader," none other than the Chief Drill Master of Tang Shengbian, deliberately patted his waist badge, displaying a bit of official authority. "I am the Chief Drill Master, newly appointed by the three Great Kings to inspect the mountain area and prevent the spies sent by the Heavenly Court, such as Chen Guangrui, from infiltrating. What is your name?"

"Chief Drill?!" Upon hearing that this official title was higher than his own, Little Drill bowed even lower, his face full of respect. "My name is Little Drill."

Sugar, disguised as Drill Wind, nodded, casually strolled a couple of steps, his gaze sweeping over the terrifying scene around him, and asked, "Oh, Little Drill Wind. Have you heard any unusual noises on this mountain you've been patrolling? What are the kings' orders?"

When Xiao Zuanfeng saw his superior asking him a question, eager to prove himself, he immediately blurted out everything.
"Reporting to Lord Zuanfeng, the commotion is quite significant. The three kings have already received word that Chen Guangrui, the deputy commander of the Heavenly Court, has gathered a group of people to attack our Lion Camel Ridge!"

His voice carried a hint of mystery and smugness, "Look, the kings have been on high alert for a long time. They've increased the number of patrol officers at every pass and are being extra careful. They've also laid a tight net around the mountains, just waiting for that group to slip in. We've doubled our patrols and haven't dared to blink an eye."

Tang Sheng felt a slight chill in his heart, but his face remained calm, and his tone was still stern, "Hmm, you're quite clever, kid. I'll promote you more in the future. Now let me test you again. How are the kings making arrangements? When will Chen Guangrui and the others arrive?"

The little drill looked around, then mysteriously moved closer and lowered its voice.
"The First Prince has already issued an order to strictly investigate unfamiliar faces. The princes have said that if anyone dares to set foot in Lion Camel Ridge, they will never return!"

He got more and more excited as he spoke, spittle flying everywhere.
"I'm not bragging, but the abilities of our three kings of Lion Camel Ridge are truly extraordinary. The First King's mouth can swallow 100,000 heavenly soldiers in one gulp, and the Second King's nose can cause mountains to crumble and the earth to split! The Third King... hehe, the Third King is even more remarkable. He can fly 90,000 miles in a single flight and crush those rats with just two fingers. What is Chen Guangrui? He dares to come here to die with a few shrimp soldiers and crab generals? Our kings have already made preparations. We'll make sure they don't even leave behind any bone fragments, which will be perfect for us to have as a snack, piled up on that Skull Mountain!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Sheng understood perfectly. Lion Camel Ridge was not only a den of demons, but it had also opened its bloodthirsty maw, just waiting for them to crash into it.

His face remained calm, even showing a hint of approval. He patted Little Drill Wind's shoulder perfunctorily, "Hmm, well done! Keep patrolling the mountain, keep your eyes open. I, Little Drill Wind, still have other places to check, so you can go ahead."

"Yes, yes, yes, Master Drill Wind, please take care!" Little Drill Wind nodded and bowed, carrying the command flag, and continued his patrol while humming a little tune.

Watching him walk away, Tang Sheng immediately dispelled his transformation magic and reverted to his appearance as a little monk. The previous cleverness in his large, dark eyes was replaced by solemnity. He moved with lightning speed, darting towards the outer edge of Lion Camel Ridge, not daring to linger for a moment. Outside the suffocatingly hellish scene of Lion Camel Ridge, Chen Guangrui and his group stood solemnly. The soaring demonic aura, the mountains of bones, and the pervasive stench of decay were clearly visible before their eyes.

Red Boy's usually fearless face was now tense, his lips pressed into a thin line, his arrogance crushed by the reality before him. He instinctively shrank closer to Chen Guangrui, and for the first time, his large eyes reflected a look of fear.

Tang Sheng's small figure shot out from the ridge like an arrow and landed in front of everyone. His usual playful smile was gone, replaced by an unprecedented seriousness.
"Father, Uncle Huang Feng, Brother Nezha, those three demons inside already knew we were coming. They've laid a trap and are on high alert. The number of patrolling demons has more than doubled. Judging by their posture, if we go in, we'll be jumping into the demons' pot and adding bricks and tiles to Skull Mountain!"

When Red Boy heard the words "heavenly net" and "jumping into the monster's pot," his face turned even paler. He pursed his lips tightly and remained silent. He was no longer the Red Boy who wanted to wipe out Lion Camel Ridge all by himself.

Upon hearing this, Nezha could no longer suppress the burning rage within him. His Wind-Fire Wheels roared to life, unleashing even more intense Samadhi True Fire, tongues of flame licking the air and reflecting in his eyes, which gleamed with fury.

"What's there to fear? This demonic abode treats living beings like dirt and heavenly laws as nothing. Even if these demons are related to Buddhism, even if Buddha gave me a lotus root body, I will not tolerate such evil spirits running rampant! I, Nezha, am willing to be the vanguard, to lead the charge, and kill them all without leaving a single one alive. What do I care about any net of heaven and earth? I'll just break through!"

He was of a fierce nature, and seeing such a horrific scene, his heart was filled with murderous intent.

Huang Fengguai, his burly frame standing like an iron tower, gazed at the scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, his face contorted with rage. A man of integrity and a cautious, methodical approach, his thick brows furrowed, he looked at the ever-silent Chen Guangrui, his voice steady, tinged with a barely perceptible worry.

“Brother Chen, Nezha’s courage is commendable, but Lion Camel Ridge is no safe place. The three demons are highly powerful, commanding 100,000 demon soldiers, and they have already prepared a trap for us. If we force our way in, I'm afraid…”

He paused, his gaze sharp as he stared at Chen Guangrui. "We haven't even set foot in Lion Camel Ridge yet, do you... already have other plans in mind? What's the safest approach for us?"

Chen Guangrui's gaze slowly swept over the shocking Skull Mountain in the distance, then landed on Nezha's determined little face burning with fire, the Yellow Wind Monster's worried yet upright eyes, Red Boy's little face filled with fear yet trying to hold on, and finally settled on Tang Sheng's clever yet equally solemn expression.

The usual calm on his face was finally broken, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, as if this hell on earth had completely ignited his dormant fighting spirit.

He took a deep breath,

"We've come this far, what's the point of thinking of another way?"

Chen Guangrui's voice wasn't loud, but every word carried an undeniable chill.
"One word,"

His gaze was like a razor blade piercing the Lion Camel Ridge shrouded in the shadow of death.

"Dry!"

(End of this chapter)