Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 398 The War of the Predators
There have indeed been many large-scale wars between the ghoul clan and the demon clan, as can be seen from the fighting marks on the mountains and cliffs.

As for why they would fight to the death for territory in this dark underground world, only the few indigenous races of the underground world can understand that.

Milo had expected to be intercepted by demons after crossing the border built by the ghouls, but in fact, he and Marshall walked for a full 10 hours in the mountains of the Tomb of Sin without seeing any demons.

As they moved further north, the light in their field of vision gradually diminished.

As Pickman said, only the very end of the Xin Tomb complex has the light shining from the sky; once you enter the territory of the demons, the light disappears.

……

The landscape of the Xin Tomb Complex consists of layers of low mountains, with countless tombstones nestled among them. According to Pickman, these are the deceased who have been completely forgotten by people on the ground.

There was no vegetation in sight, only gray rock formations and gravel everywhere. There seemed to be no wild animals either. This area could no longer be simply described as desolate; it was utterly devoid of life.

Milo and Marshall were much quieter than before along the way.

Marshall may still be in a daze, unable to accept the fact that he has been away from Ussa for nearly two hundred years.

Meanwhile, Milo remained vigilant throughout, keeping an eye on the demons and monsters that might appear from the shadows around them.

However, his heart rate remained within a normal range.

The next day, Milo began to smell a faint odor of blood in the murky air.

……

There's some noise ahead.

He stopped.

Marshall pricked up his ears, clearly having also noticed the faint sounds coming from the shadows in the distance.

Milo crouched down among the rocks, took out Pickman's map, and roughly calculated the time and distance:

“We are not far from Sheffield’s graveyard.”

"A fight has broken out up ahead." Marshall's sense of smell was more sensitive than Milo's. It tilted its head back and sniffed the air a few times before saying with certainty, "It smells of blood from two different species."

"Demon ghost, ancient leather giant?"

Milo nodded.

According to Pickman, the demons' territory has expanded northward into the city of the Kug giants, so if the battle taking place ahead is between two different species, it can only be between the Kug giants and the demons.

“Let’s go around to the other side of this mountain range and take a look.”

Milo glanced at the map and pointed to a mountain path that formed an arc ahead.

……

...

Half a day passed.

Milo and Marshall were covered in dust after a long trek through the dry, gravelly mountain streams.

However, following the back of the mountain range, they successfully approached the edge of the battlefield and, after climbing out of the ravine, saw firelight for the first time in this world.

The firelight was coming from several kilometers behind the battlefield, where it appeared to be a corner of a city, emitting lights of a normal flame color.

That must be the city of the Kug giants.

Meanwhile, fierce fighting raged on the battlefield.

At a glance, you can clearly distinguish the two different races.

On the side closest to the Xin Tomb complex, there was a group of humanoid creatures much taller than adult humans. Most of them had indistinct facial features, no noses, and skin that was rougher and more wrinkled than that of ghouls. The most significant difference between them and ghouls was their lower limbs. Although they were also bipedal creatures, their lower bodies were more like kangaroo legs with hooves. Therefore, they did not move forward by crossing their legs like humans, but by hopping...

They also have a short, thick animal tail.

So on the vast plain, these creatures flew and darted about like fleas, their hissing echoing all around.

These are clearly the "demons" that Pickman the ghoul was talking about.

Because their opponents were a group of behemoths over six meters tall, this race was clearly more deserving of the title "Gug Giants".

The Gorgons were covered in soft black fur, with terrifying claws on their huge feet. Their upper limbs were even more bizarre, with their arms splitting into two at the front, each hand having claws similar to those on their feet.

But what truly sends chills down your spine is their heads. These creatures' heads look as if they have been vertically cleaved in two, or more accurately, they have a huge, vertical mouth full of fangs, with two eyes that emit a dark red light on the left and right jaws of the mouth.

To Milo's surprise, these seemingly clumsy Gorgons were all carrying burning torches on their backs.

It seems they were aware of the demon race's aversion to, and even fear of, light, so they erected a wall of fire along the battle line, hoping to increase their chances of victory. However, they clearly miscalculated.

For an undeveloped, ordinary organism, when faced with a substance it fears, it will indeed instinctively move away in the opposite direction to survive.

However, the demon race of today is no longer just a low-level group of creatures that eat raw meat and drink blood. Individuals with high intelligence have emerged among them, and they have achieved control and command over their people.

When something called "command" appears in the consciousness of demons and ghosts, the light that is not fatal becomes the fuse that ignites their bloodlust.

Swarms of demons howled hysterically as they surged toward the Kug giants' defensive lines like a tidal wave. Although they were much smaller than the Kug giants, their long claws and fangs were still able to tear flesh from their bodies.

The scenes on the battlefield were extremely bloody.

In the flickering firelight, Milo could clearly see the mangled corpses of the goblins crushed by the Gryphons, as well as the Gryphons that had been toppled by dozens of goblins, still breathing but with their internal organs ripped out.

These two species appear to be in a conjugate food chain, with each being the prey of the other. On the so-called battlefield, in addition to the bloody battles, one can also see the greedy and brutal feeding scenes, such as the Kug giants eating the demons or the demons devouring the Kug giants.

This led to a situation where...

The demon, its mouth stuffed with the intestines and bits of flesh of the Gul'g, was crushed in half by another Gul'g that pounced on it, and then thrown into the Gul'g's vertical maw.

Then, more demons pounced on it and quickly killed the giant. They pulled out the remains of their kind that had just been swallowed from the giant's abdomen and stuffed them all into their own mouths without a second thought.

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Primitive, brutal, bloody...

Milo had never seen such a shocking yet disgusting "war" before.

"did you find it?"

Milo and Marshall lay on the other side of the mountain, whispering their secret plot.

Marshall squinted at the demon formation for a long time: "You mean the leader of the demon race? We haven't found him yet."

“Who’s looking for that? I’m talking about the graves in Sheffield,” Milo said irritably. “The red and white marble tombstones, you know.”

"The battlefield is full of red and white things flying everywhere, how are we supposed to find them!" Marshall was also helpless.

It asked Milo, "Didn't you promise that old ghost that you'd help him kill the demon leader?"

"Why have you suddenly become so kind?" Milo looked at Marshall with a surprised expression.

Marshall shook his head and muttered under his breath, "Shameless humans."

Milo pretended not to hear Marshall's complaints at all. He pointed to the hillside on the other side of the battlefield where the graves were more concentrated: "There are many graves there. Let's go around and look for them."

……

Half an hour later.

Milo and Marshall finally found James Sheffield's tombstone in the cemetery.

To avoid wasting his time, after Marshall confirmed that the Ussari inscription on the tombstone was indeed Sheffield's name, Milo immediately pulled out a crowbar, dug up the soil behind the tombstone, and confirmed that Sheffield's coffin and remains were in the ground.

"That's good, it buys me some time."

Milo put away the crowbar, glanced at the blood-soaked battlefield not far away, and instructed Marshall:

"It will probably take me about ten minutes."

Marshall leaped onto a nearby tombstone, revealing sharp cat claws:

"Leave it to me."

……

With his back to James Sheffield's tombstone, Milo skillfully and quickly immersed himself in the perspective of the deceased's spirit.

Soon, he touched upon the deepest part of the translator of this evil tome's memory—

...

"And so, in the Year of the Black Goat, a shadow descended upon Nath, a shadow that should not have existed in this world..."

"It feeds on the souls of mortals; the dead are lured by dreams, blinded and misled, until terror and endless night descend upon them..."

"The only freedom that can be obtained seems to lie in waiting in that place where the three suns rise..."

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(End of this chapter)