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 even more than what the Demon Sect knew.

"Sect 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 the world. Compared with it, I, Xiong Tianli, am like an ignorant countryman... Brother Wang, we will leave the Fengxue Tower to you. Let's 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.

While he was interrogating 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 accumulated frozen residue inside. In the residue, traces of clothes left by people who had entered before could be found. There was no doubt that these people were the residue left after being 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 survive, 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 now!"

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

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

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

But Wang Zhifan, who had endured this attack, was not surprised but happy. He narrowly avoided Mo Ji's surprise attack. He did not take the opportunity to kill the opponent by cutting the Gordian knot. Instead, he 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 someone who liked to seek excitement, so she used all her magic to create an opportunity to run away.

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

"Ghostly air!"

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

"Ghostly air!"

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

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

But Wang Zhifan's reaction made this demon gate witch despair, that is, she didn't pay any attention to all the three figures, 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, that is, he saw through Mo Ji's trick in an instant!

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

After breaking this move, Wang Zhifan encouraged Mo Ji and stopped attacking her again, which made Mo Ji feel humiliated like a mouse being teased by a cat. This 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. She transformed into several fierce ghost-like figures and stretched out terrifying claws from all directions to attack Wang Zhifan's vital points.

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

But Wang Zhifan's response was still the same as before. He avoided all the attacks by a hair's breadth in a way that Mo Ji couldn't understand at all, and he didn't forget to continue to mock her from behind, or it could be considered 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 why his bad taste was so strong, but she knew that she had no hope of escaping today, and continuing to struggle was just for fun.

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

Mo Ji raised her hand and inserted the sharp nails into her chest, as if to dig out her heart, announcing 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 didn't want her to 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 dark as the bottom of a pot, 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 gate witch wanted to die with her, but he did not stop it in advance. Instead, he chose to activate the ice source power to block her body at the moment when this woman was about to explode, leaving only half of her chest to swell, resulting in a very strange partial self-destruction picture.

Bang!

Mo Ji, who wanted to die together, did not succeed immediately. The power of her self-destruction was reduced too much. Not only could she not blow up this specially made solid interrogation room, but she didn't even die. She only blew up half of her chest, which looked very indecent.

Wang Zhifan, who caused this result, still didn't realize how bad his behavior was, and asked her again:

"Do you have any other tricks? I feel like you're not far from escaping."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Ji, who was already furious, fainted from anger, and collapsed to the ground miserably, no longer having the power she had before.

"You can't stand it anymore? You clearly still have potential to tap..."

Wang Zhifan was a little disappointed when he saw the demon girl who had been completely defeated and was at the mercy of others. His brows furrowed. Now he faced a choice: continue to force the demon girl to stand up and fight, or just end this session.

Here 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, which 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 that if a local person in the Wuji Sect world enters the pitch-black tower, what type of enemies will he encounter by default? The answer must be 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 will never encounter such enemies from other worldviews in the Wuji Sect world, the combat experience he 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 the local, making him uncomfortable when facing the enemies of this world, causing negative effects.

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

It just so happens that the 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.

Simply put, if Wang Zhifan kills a monster in seconds when he meets it, and has never seen it take action, then after he puts the monster into the tower, it is basically a wooden stake, and the fighting method of its prototype may be greatly different.

On the other hand, if Wang Zhifan had a fierce and long battle with it and was very familiar with its combat capabilities and style, then when he placed it in the tower, he would get an individual very close to the original prototype, giving the challenger a very high-quality experience.

It was for this reason that Wang Zhifan just kept provoking Mo Ji, trying to force out all her abilities, so that he could accurately replicate this enemy entering the tower and localize the tower enemy to the best of his ability.

"You can't just keep taking advantage of one person. I've already collected enough information about this individual. I have to find more local types..."

Thinking in his heart, Wang Zhifan chopped off Mo Ji's head with a knife, allowing her to get a real rest.