Collapse of Iron: From the practice of Taixu Sword Qi, the world is unrivaled

My name is Melina, and I am the princess of the Kingdom of Seth.

Our ancestors traveled across the boundless sea of stars to this beautiful planet and named it - Onwak.

But for some reason, a long, long time ago, we could no longer contact our fellow people in the outer sea of stars. I don’t know whether they abandoned us or they lost their way in the sea of stars.

We are missing an important piece of history. I have searched through all the history books but have not found any record of this.

Thousands of years have passed, and everyone has forgotten this history. Our compatriots have gradually been assimilated into this planet. We have gradually become the indigenous people of this planet together with the natives here.

Time will smooth everything out.

When the truth is sealed, everyone will only believe what they see.

Even the real owners of this place, the Wak people, think so.

Of course, we are not very friendly to each other...

Well, I won’t write about this for now… Let me continue to introduce this planet…

The girl held the pen cap in her mouth, thought for a moment and continued writing——

This is a small and crowded planet, covered with rainforests and islands. The overly vigorous vitality makes the rainforests near the equator block out the sky. The bottom of the rainforest never sees sunlight all year round, so it is filled with anaerobic bacteria and low-light plants.

Most of our fellow tribesmen live near the Tropic of Cancer. Plants of all heights can grow unhindered here, as if they were blessed by the God of Life. The plants here will never become extinct, and fresh fruits and vegetables mature every day for us to take as we please.

The humans in this world will never be troubled by famine. Even if no one grows crops, they can survive just by eating wild fruits and vegetables.

but……

Things in the world will not always be good.

All this comes at a price. There is a tree on this planet called Sisten. It is the creator and destroyer of life.

Our compatriots who have now completely integrated into this world, as well as the original indigenous Wak people of this world, always have a reverence for these huge trees called Sisten that is almost like religious worship.

The Sisten tree bears fruit day and night. Over time, the translucent orange-yellow fruits grow larger and heavier, hanging from the tall branches until the fruit stalks can no longer hold on and they fall to the ground.

The thin peel will break apart, taking the brunt of the fall for the child inside.

That's right!

It's the children!

All kinds of creatures will be born from the fruit, including flying birds, fish, brown bears, monkeys, magical beasts, flying dragons in the sky, and even human cubs!

These humans are no different from us. They can reproduce with us and even with the Wak people here!

I suspect that it was the children born from the Xitens tree who assimilated our compatriots and allowed everyone to gradually adapt to life on this planet.

Because I discovered a terrible truth. Although my father ordered me not to tell anyone, since I will soon be sacrificed to the great [Devil], there is no need to keep this secret.

The secret is this - we were once unable to reproduce with the Waks, but after mating with the children produced by the Sisten tree, the next generation of descendants can reproduce with the Waks in this world!

Perhaps, this is also the reason why we, generation after generation, have forgotten our fellow countrymen beyond the stars.

The real reason!

...Well, next, I will start writing the story about the [Demon King]. Its birth is very interesting. It was also born from the fruit of Sisten. The only difference is that unlike other species that are children at birth, the [Demon King] is a complete body from the beginning.

They are incredibly powerful!

From the moment they woke up, these demon kings knew how to wield giant axe-like pincers or sickles, and had bodies similar to those of the Zerg. I don’t know why they were Zerg, but they had always looked like Zerg before any historical records.

These demon kings are extremely powerful, and are naturally full of malice towards all creatures on the planet. Wherever they pass, all life will be destroyed. Even the naturally powerful dragons are no different from ants in front of the demon kings.

Magic has little effect on them!

Martial arts can't even break through the defense!

Only if the most powerful warriors and magicians in the world unite and pay the price of countless blood, as written in the storybooks, can they barely die together with them.

However, the devil will be reborn.

Every sixty years, a new demon king will be born in the Sisten tree. Like all the demon kings in history, it will harbor malice towards all life in the world from the moment it is born and will once again attack the continent!

Every sixty years, even the most hostile countries would send their most powerful warriors to the center of the world, to Wak Island, the island with the densest Sisten trees. The Wak people, who have always been at odds with us, are the same. The warriors they send are even more powerful, and they are never as despicable as my father and his men, who deliberately hide their power.

Honestly, I think the Waks are kindhearted and honest by nature, much better than outsiders like us (although we can’t really be called outsiders in this situation, hehe!)

Oh, by the way, I have a maid who is half Waq blood. She is very beautiful, and she is straightforward, gentle, and sincere. But sometimes she is too straightforward, which is a bit unbearable.

But unfortunately, she had to deal with a master like me. (Hmm, calling yourself a master, isn't that too shameless...)

Never mind, just keep writing.

The reason for the misfortune was that I, a child born from a concubine, was not favored by my father. At the instigation of the church, my father even ignored the thousand-year contract and sent her as a sacrifice.

How ridiculous!

She was a poor magic student who couldn't even cast first-level magic, but her father disguised her as a fifth-level magician through the church's magic.

But what’s even more amazing is that this magic trick actually fooled everyone!

Including the most respected sages from various countries on the continent!

The Pope of that church might not be a pure charlatan, he seems to have some evil purpose!

Oh, yes, I guess the evil purpose is...

What is the purpose of the evil demon king who appears once every sixty years?

Why sixty years?

Why give birth to countless lives, and why give birth to lives only to destroy?

[Demon King] Can we communicate?

According to the records in the book, the warriors who went to Wak Island did not always succeed in defeating the Demon King. So why did the Demon King who set foot on the mainland suddenly disappear after sixty years of bloody massacre?

what--

I am dying, but my book will remain. If people in later generations discover this book and discover part of the truth about this world, I hope you can change everything for us and free us and the Wak family from this tragic cycle of reincarnation!

Haha, although it’s just my delusion…

"Princess Melina? How long are you going to write your dirty diary? It's the last moments of your life. Why don't we just get up and have some fun?"

At the door, a woman with long golden hair as dazzling as the sun slowly poked her head out. Her healthy wheat-colored skin shone with an attractive luster in the sun, as if emitting a faint fragrance.

She wore a simple tube top and extremely short hot pants, with most of her skin exposed to the public.

This outfit made her look like a savage from the depths of the jungle, full of wildness and vitality.

"Jessica! You're here! Hey, I just finished writing today's diary, let's go out and play."

Melina smiled and scratched her head.

The tall and beautiful woman in front of her is her maid and bodyguard. Although her dress does not look like it, the people of the Wak tribe are like this, advocating wild natural beauty. Her dress is considered common among the Wak tribe.