Pirates: I was born to be a king

Outside of chaos, darkness is eternal, but the countless starlight mixed in it gives this space some color. In addition to the starlight, there is also a sphere that looks like the sun.

In fact, starlight is not starlight, but a plane world, and the so-called "starlight" is nothing more than the little bit of boundary light that shines through the chaotic air lingering around the world.

The world contains all the planets and universes, and those "suns" are the collapsed worlds.

These worlds have either reached the end of their lifespans, or have lost balance and are heading towards destruction, just like normal practitioners who have gone astray. Of course, there are also worlds that have been plundered and destroyed by humans.

This kind of scene is rare, and every time it happens it is a chance encounter - when the world is heading towards destruction, it is filled with the most primitive law of destruction, in addition to which there is the law of life that is like the fall of a whale bringing all things to life.

Many people seek to experience this wonder, and of course many people choose to create this wonder manually.

There are several races in the chaos that are keen on destroying the world. They enjoy destroying the world and of course also do it for the purpose of practicing. The most notorious of them is the Sky Demon Clan.

They are keen on plundering the origin of the world, and even their reproduction is based on a world as an embryo. Every birth means the end of a world.

The potential of each demon, in addition to acquired efforts and opportunities, is most importantly determined by the world chosen by their parents as their embryos. The higher the potential and the higher the level of the world, the farther ahead they will be than other demons of the same race.

Even the worst members of the tribe are born at the ceiling of some low-level world, not to mention the existence of geniuses among them.

For a long time, their notoriety covered other races that were equally keen on destroying the world. Many worlds collectively called these races - "Outland Demons"!

One can imagine how notorious the demon clan is.

Once a world is targeted by these hyenas, it means the end from the moment they target it.

However, in the chaos outside the pirate world, there lies a huge war fortress, which houses a large group of demons.

This is a major branch of the Heavenly Demon Clan. The entire Heavenly Demon Clan only has seven branches, and each branch must have three to five Heavenly Demons at the level of Demon King to be established.

A dark purple monster was at the front of the group of demons. After taking a few steps forward, it knelt respectfully in front of a throne. On the throne sat a demon with ox horns. However, this demon did not look like an evil beast like the other demons. Instead, it had the form of a mighty and ferocious human.

"Wang, we still haven't found it. Could it have been moved by that man?"

The dark purple monster told the Bull-Horned Demon his guess. The thought of the man's figure still made this domineering demon feel a chill in his heart.

As soon as he finished speaking, the chaotic energy around him began to surge as if following the heavy breathing of the Demon King on the throne.

The people below heard the irritability in the demon king's breathing and couldn't help but lower their heads even more.

Because this demon king is not a patient master. It is rumored that what this king hates most is sitting in seclusion and practicing. Instead, he enjoys plundering, fighting, and destroying the world.

The Bull-Horned Demon opened his scarlet eyes, which revealed infinite mysteries and the wails of wronged souls.

He glanced at his subordinates and snorted, "Useless things! Do you mean that man can still drag the world away?!"

He admitted that the man was powerful, but how could he run away silently in front of him while dragging the whole world with him?

This is an insult to him!

Even the most supreme one in the clan cannot do it!

What's more, that man is still one step behind Wushang.

The dark purple demon was so frightened by the cold snort and question that his heart suddenly shrank and his body shook like a sieve. He cursed in his heart: I am not even your subordinate!

You are so powerful but all your subordinates are dead!

It’s a pity that his king died, but this reckless bull didn’t die!

The Ox-Horned Demon had no idea what the Dark Purple Demon was thinking, and he didn't say much, because he also understood that these people were not his subordinates, and they were able to gather together purely because of his strength. If he let people lose their minds because of a momentary anger, then he would have no soldiers available.

They may be too afraid to disobey him, but it is okay to give him some perfunctory treatment when they are looking for him on a daily basis.

After all, the little devil is still difficult to deal with!

He sighed secretly and glanced at the side. Eight hundred years was still too short. For an immortal like him, it was just a nap. Even the scene in his dream just now was the scene of the great war that year. Those people didn't dare to look up and take a closer look, otherwise they would find that his forehead was covered with sweat.

What a low-level biological reaction!

After wiping his sweat inadvertently, the Bull-Horned Demon couldn't help feeling ashamed of his own cowardice.

Beside the Bull-Horned Demon were four majestic thrones, but the thrones were broken and bloody, and empty, indicating that the masters of the thrones had fallen.

Apart from this throne, there is no other high throne. This phenomenon proves that all the kings of their lineage have died out.

Four of the five demon kings died!

The five demon kings are among the top ones in the branch!

"Keep looking for me! Even if it's just a grain of sand, I'll crush it into pieces!"

The Bull-Horned Demon roared at his subordinates below. Purple blood began to seep out of the cracks in the armor on his chest. The severe pain made him extremely irritable.

He covered his chest with one hand and stared at the demons.

He is unwilling to give up!

All his men died, and most importantly, four of his own clansmen were also killed.

That's really...

Very good!

All the tribesmen of the same level who were traveling with him were dead, so the opportunity to obtain the World Tree would belong to him alone!

What an opportunity this is!

Now we just have to find that world!

Even if I search here for tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of years, what's the harm?

If it was just that it might take a long time, he wouldn't be so impatient.

After all, he has lived for millions of years.

However, he recently received information from his subordinates that a weak member of his tribe had drifted to that world, and according to the military's fate cards, he was not dead yet.

It belongs to me!

To think that he, a mighty demon king, would fall to the point where his opportunity was snatched away by a junior!

That man is doomed after being infected with the blood of his fellow demon lords.

Apart from that man, only a few ants can tolerate it.

In other words, there is a high possibility that the younger generation will devour the World Tree before him.

It only takes a thousand years to digest this opportunity and become a demon king, but the supreme one?

snort!

It’s not that he looks down on that junior. The supreme realm requires not only natural resources and treasures, but also comprehension and accumulation.

And that young fellow isn't even a demon general, what accumulation does he have?

What a waste!

If it were given to him, after swallowing it he would immediately do what he hated the most before - seclusion.

It will only take him a million years to achieve the supreme accomplishment. At that time, he will transcend time and space and have an infinite lifespan. How wonderful it will be!

The demons below were startled and they crouched down and slowly retreated, secretly groaning in their hearts, but there was nothing they could do because they had been restricted by the Bull-Horned Demon more than 800 years ago. If they escaped, they would die!

The demons retreated, and the hall inside the fortress was empty. The strange blue fire that served as lighting around made the hall look particularly deserted.

"Little thing! I hope you can be more sensible and not have any evil thoughts!"

The Bull-Horned Demon had a gloomy look in his eyes and murmured in his heart that even though he knew it was impossible, he still hoped that the lucky world's heaven could hold back his fellow tribesman and protect the world tree.

The surrounding void was dead silent, with only the Bull-Horned Demon sitting high on the throne in deep thought.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, the Bull-Horned Demon's eyes became fierce, and he stared at the empty space in the corner and shouted, "Get out!"

At this time, a dark purple beast shadow appeared from the void. He knelt in front of the Bull-Horned Sky Demon with his paws folded respectfully, and said with a flattering smile: "My lord, you have a keen eye. I have avoided the eyes of several human kings with my insignificant ability, but I didn't expect it to be useless in front of you."

Although the Bull-Horned Demon was a little happy after hearing this, he was also a vain person, otherwise why would he think about leading the army in battle all day long?

It's because you like to hear your subordinates flatter you!

But while he was happy, he couldn't help but secretly sigh that the demon in front of him was not simple. If he didn't have some tricks, he would not have noticed that someone was hiding there.

The Bull-Horned Demon snorted coldly, pretending to be reserved. "Humph, Xilatel, you have made a difference!"

"It is just the fluorescence of rotten grass. It dare not compete with the bright moon."

Xilatel also humbly imitated humans and bowed a few times to show his humility, and also helped the Bull-Horned Demon.

The Bull-Horned Demon was moody and waved his hand, shouting, "Okay! You didn't come here to show off your skills to me, did you?"

As he spoke, the Bull-Horned Demon narrowed his eyes, his gaze as fierce as a knife, "If you can't explain it, I will let you see if this battle axe is sharp or not!"

The Bull-Horned Demon opened his hand, and a silver-gray axe appeared in his hand.

The battle axe is covered with magical and mysterious runes, and the patterns on the handle are also quite mysterious.

In addition, there are blood stains on the battle axe. The power emanating from the blood shows that this is the royal blood. Only the royal blood can leave traces on the devil's weapon. After all, ordinary divine weapons and sharp blades can avoid being stained with blood, so how can the devil's artifact be an exception?

The Bull-Horned Demon smashed the axe into the void. It was clearly void but it seemed as if it had hit solid ground. A powerful and vast energy wave attacked the surroundings, as if it would destroy everything wherever it passed.

However, Hiratel turned a blind eye to the attack.

Sure enough, when the attack wave spread to Xilatel, it disappeared as if ice and snow melted.

"Say it!"

The voice of the Bull-Horned Demon entered Xilatel's mind, which made Xilatel's breathing ease and his heart beat violently, as if he had survived a disaster.

Xilatel swallowed his saliva and smiled, "Although my strength is low, I still made some achievements in my early years. Although they are all useless secret techniques, I kept them for the sake of accumulation. Among them..."

After Xilatel took a tentative look at the Bull-Horned Demon, he whispered as if he was afraid that the wall had ears: "It includes a secret technique to trace the origin, which can track the host's location through the soul."

The Bull-Horned Demon's eyes lit up. Even though he was the Demon King, he couldn't help himself at this moment. "Can you locate that kid?!"

Xilatel nodded with a smile, "Of course, King, just give me Kabam's life card. When refining the life card, a wisp of the original body's soul is used as a guide, but..."

At this time, Xilatel showed an expression of wanting to say something but hesitating, which made the Bull-Horned Demon very unhappy. He frowned and asked, "But what?"

Xilatel lowered his head and continued, "I believe the king also understands that the so-called life card can only provide information about the life and death of the marked person. Therefore, when the soul is introduced into the life card, most of the other information of the soul is erased. In this way, the life card does not have the ability to curse or demand people with souls."

After hearing this, the Ox-Horned Demon nodded slightly. He had known this information for a long time. Even he could not get more from the soul in the fate card.