The puppets' stage play

"In the beginning, the years changed and the mountains and rivers turned upside down."

The five shining 'dao awns' came together, and the surrounding air also evaporated. The breath of the river and the sea rippled out, dyeing the entire 'day' blue.

"The mainland is like a woven fabric, being smeared wantonly. Countless complex buildings have risen. In the eyes of countless astonished eyes, the world has changed."

Keng!

The invisible edge spread out, and the half-evil palm blade suddenly slashed down, carrying a strong killing intent, tearing the blue sky in front of him to pieces.

Boom, boom.

The sound of friction sounded, and along with the smoke and dust, the man with a calm expression lowered his arm.

He looked around, and many familiar faces were also interacting with each other. There was something strange about everyone's face. When their eyes collided, the complex emotions projected from them made him feel silent.

"——That's it."

A condensed voice spread, and everyone stopped attacking rationally and looked at the place where the voice came from.

Like lava, the scorching fireworks flowing on the body vaguely formed the appearance of a set of armor. The slender and sharp finger claws were raised, and a pair of pupils with only the whites of the eyes were looking here.

The head, which is wide at the bottom and straight at the top, is pointed at the sky, hanging down like a normal person's 'braid'. The dark horns shining with strange luster are only a slight distance from the neck.

The devil, Kantel, now serves as their basic instructor.

The man was thinking silently in his heart. The smoke dissipated, and another figure walked over, with a half-smile expression on his face, and stood together with the man.

"Next, it's time to deal with us." He listened to the man beside him murmuring in a low voice, but there was a hint of mockery in his words.

"...Be quiet." He warned in a low voice, then pretended to be calm and looked over there.

They had been forcibly taught something before. Although they were still a little uneasy, everyone could only obey in the face of those surveillance eyes.

However, not long after that, he discovered that he had actually become stronger. During the test, he looked at the heavy objects that were the size of countless people that he could easily pick up, and felt the sense of ease. He immediately stayed there. In place.

I couldn't help but think about characters such as immortal cultivators and mages that I had only heard of in stories before. While my heart was weird, I couldn't help but feel heavy.

Since the other party can easily teach this level of power, what does that mean...

"As we expected, you are very weak. Even the slightest disturbance can kill most of you." The hot breath rose, and he could faintly smell the smell of sulfur.

"It's really shameful. For this reason, you must be molded in all aspects."

The demon stood there, but seemed to be looking down here, with an extremely indifferent attitude.

It suddenly stopped and looked up at the horizon, as if it was receiving some message.

"...The same applies to other places, we must do it as soon as possible." It murmured to itself, and then the pair of white pupils looked here, "According to the rules of the Forest Empire, you are considered weak, be happy. , it’s your honor.”

"after all--"

A slight smile appeared on its stern face, but it seemed that the cold breath coming from the frozen dry well formed a mask on that face.

"The weak need to be taken care of, and you, who are just 'children', do the same."

"Next, let me wake you up a little and let you feel your own 'happiness'."

His eyes flickered, and the vision in front of him was suddenly distorted by Kantel's pointed words.

In the next moment, he came back to his senses, only to find that several people with tense faces were already standing next to him. Their faces were not very good, and their bodies were even trembling slightly, but despite this, they still blocked his path. before.

"............" Suppressing the turbulent thoughts in his heart, he tried to observe his surroundings, but found hundreds of groups formed by the younger generation, and their eyes also There is no lack of worry, but I just suppress it and barely maintain my composure.

He thought to himself that it was somewhere between 10 and 25 years old.

"...She's here too." Someone's warm voice sounded next to his ear. He turned his head and the man with blond hair stared into the distance, the look in his eyes Seems extremely warm.

Following the other person's gaze, he was not surprised to see a woman with a cold expression. Her holy appearance was like ice and snow, and she looked extremely dazzling even among the crowd.

He moved his gaze away and looked at the other woman, who had just ordinary black hair and black eyes. When she saw his gaze, a subtle smile appeared on her face, and then she pursed her lips slightly and made a mouth shape.

('haven't seen you for a long time.')

He read the meaning and nodded to it.

Then, he took a deep breath and felt a little depressed. Yes, even now, he has not seen those figures older than 25 years old. Where have they gone?

He had never seen each other again until that day, and he couldn't help but feel suspicious and full of ominous premonitions.

"quiet!"

Several cold words sounded, which were the voices of several demon-shaped creatures recorded in the story. After people stopped talking, they all looked somewhere.

A ripple spread out in the sky, and a white flame appeared above the head first, giving people the feeling of an empty shell.

His eyes flashed slightly, he recognized that guy.

Classify them as subjects without authorization and assume the position of supreme commander in the "Forest Empire".

Privately they called him 'Tyrant' Cook.

Behind that figure, clear waves emerged, and dozens of figures walked out. The figures that appeared later stood behind Cook in tacit understanding, quietly waiting for the other party to speak.

"Fifteen days have passed since we first met. During this time, we have simply cleaned up the remaining areas nearby and roughly planned the necessary courses for you."

Cook stood in the sky as always, countless people's eyes focused on that face, and the calm voice did not change at all.

"At the same time, although I am nominally your supreme leader, I can tell you straightforwardly that I will basically not stay here for too long. The order of this 'empire' will be the responsibility of the commanders behind me."

The woman with blue hair who was closest to Cook nodded gently, and the other commanders slightly behind also agreed with this decision at the same moment.

"I don't want to say more. For Cordyceps, even if you talk about it, it will only feel noisy. You haven't reached a certain angle, and the words between us are meaningless."

"But just here, I will just say one thing."

Cook no longer looked at the people below, but looked into the distance, as if he was looking at some scenery. The white flames around him suddenly rose, and even his vision was distorted.

"We share a common position and that conclusion cannot be changed."

"If you don't want to die for no reason, don't say any willful words and just burn it as a 'torch' honestly."