[God Seal] Rebellion

Walking in hesitantly, I frowned slightly. I strongly disapproved of my second brother's rashness.Although it is true that I want to see my eldest brother again, but—the current demons have the ability to intimidate others, and only my second brother and I are left.If we have any accidents, the demons may really collapse.

Faced with such a situation, I had to keep a few more thoughts.Just as he was thinking, he heard Wushang's soft sneer. "If you can use your current thoughts on your elder brother one or two more points, your elder brother will not end up in such a miserable end." These words were like a knife stabbing into my heart.I gritted my teeth hard, the soft sleeve was deformed in my hand, my heart was churning with distress and pain, the breath was stuck in my throat and I couldn't swallow it or spit it out, so I could only bear it silently until it dissipated on its own.

Facing Wushang's sneer, I, who was always eloquent, couldn't even utter a single rebuttal.The evidence was in front of my eyes dripping with blood. Facts speak louder than words. I can't refute it, let alone have the courage to argue for myself.At that moment, I felt that Wushang was so hateful that he tore the deepest scar in my heart and exposed it to the broad daylight.But after thinking about it, he had to admit that he was right.

"Don't worry, I won't plot against you." Wushang seemed to have seen through my thoughts, a smile appeared on his delicate and delicate face, and he spoke to me slowly.And the moment he opened his mouth to speak, a thick and vast aura hit me hard, causing me to spray out a mouthful of blood, and I almost fell to my knees on the ground.

I couldn't hide the shock in my heart, I looked at Wushang in front of me, and tried my best to restrain the trembling of my body.Even in the face of Big Brother and Heaven's Scourge, I wouldn't be suppressed like this by an aura.Looking at Wushang with a calm and breezy appearance, it is hard for me to say without conscience that he just released his aura on purpose to crush me, so even if I can't accurately judge Wushang's ability, I can still feel it. It is easy for Wushang to kill me.

Putting away my doubts in silence, I stepped into the magic circle drawn by Wushang.But what is Wushang's intention, and the fact that he has great power, all tell me that I have no ability to fight against him.So, I can only trust him.Although, everything after that told me that believing in Wushang was the right decision.

Familiar corridors, familiar carvings, I kept silent, and walked step by step in the Demon God Emperor's bedroom that has been closed since the fall of my eldest brother.When I passed a carved floor-to-ceiling mirror polished by crystal, my steps paused, and I looked sideways.As I thought, there was no reflection of me in the mirror.Stretching out my hand and brushing against the wall beside me, I watched my fingers easily pass through the wall, and confirmed the fact that everything around me was just an illusion.

The sound of fighting came to my ears, I pursed my lips slightly, looked sideways at the source of the sound, and silently added a sentence in my heart - real, phantom.

"Go to the palace, take the medicine, and don't come out!" A slightly childish and clear voice came to my ears, my heart skipped a beat, and my pace involuntarily accelerated by two minutes.Turning around the palace wall, as expected, I saw the scene that was engraved in my heart.

The slender and handsome boy pushed the pink baby in his arms into the room, and at the same time, he did not forget to stuff a small bottle into the baby's chubby hands.After closing the door heavily, the young man held the long sword in his hand, and a cold light flashed in his magnificent blue eyes, which was extremely sharp. "The warm-up exercise is over." He suppressed the smile on his lips and broke into the battle circle again, reaping the lives of the attackers little by little.

However, although it was very inconspicuous, I still didn't ignore the hideous wound that almost hurt the spine on the young man's slender back.My eye sockets were slightly hot, and I looked at the boy's figure, my mind moved slightly.I don't know, when we were all so young, my elder brother paid such a price for me.

He is only 19 years older than me. In the long-lived demon clan, this amount of time is simply negligible.However, these 19 years have completely different meanings between me and my elder brother.With 19 years of time, I can openly treat myself as a child in front of my elder brother, and I can enjoy the care of my elder brother unscrupulously.At that time, it never occurred to me that the age gap between me and this person is actually not that big.

I silently walked to the boy's side, I looked at the imperial robe on his body, and felt aching in my heart.Such a robe represents supreme glory and authority, but also a heavy burden and responsibility.These, like this, were blessed on his thin shoulders who were also young.I have also experienced the handover of power and position, so it's not that I can't understand the mood of the eldest brother.Come to think of it, even the elder brother will feel hesitant and helpless sometimes, but how many people will love him as much as the elder brother cared about us back then?

I silently watched the dense fog that quickly gathered, covering the figures of the teenagers and children, and thought of it almost immediately.Here, it is impossible for me to read all the details of my eldest brother's life. As Wushang said, all I can see is the pain and trouble I brought to my eldest brother.

There was a slight arc on the lips, and there was a bit of bitterness in the smile.I silently watched the gradually dissipating mist, and said lightly in my heart.That's fine, that's fine too.It was already an extra gift to be able to look at Big Brother twice more.I'm still here, what am I greedy for?

The passage of time is always fast, and I always feel that in an instant, time has stopped on the day when I first got my eldest brother.The pool where my elder brother was hiding was calm and calm. I covered my eyes with trembling fingers, trying to hold back the tears that had reached the edge of my eye sockets.To be honest, I really regret it.

Even though my eldest brother never really resented me, I regret what I did back then from the bottom of my heart.What I care about is myself, and what I see is my own torment in this relationship.When my elder brother fell into my arms, I embraced him desperately, kissed him, and showed the passion in my heart to him one by one.At that time, I thought, even if my eldest brother is a piece of ice, I will melt him with my own body temperature.

However, I didn't think about it, didn't care about whether my elder brother really needed my affection.In the first love affair, I hurt my elder brother, but now I think, the hurt on my elder brother's body is far less than the wound in my heart.Even if the elder brother doesn't say it, I understand it.What a proud person he is. Forcibly possessing me like this, what I did to him while he was in a state of confusion is completely insulting to him.

If I could turn back time and let me do it all over again, no matter how painful I was, I wouldn't just get him.But……

The elder brother in the illusion raised his head, there was a faint blushing on that clear and beautiful face, he pressed his light cherry red lips to my lips, and closed his eyes slightly, looking very moving.I looked coldly at me in the phantom, and stretched out my arms and hugged my elder brother's waist with joy, rubbing my elder brother's lips, indulging in the rare initiative of my elder brother. ,

However, the development of things is always unexpected. It was at that time that my elder brother sealed my memory.Seeing my elder brother holding me who was unconscious in his arms, coughing in a low voice, and the faint blood slipping down the corner of his lips, I felt a little pain in my heart.I know that the importance I attach to my elder brother is actually far less than the importance my elder brother attaches to me.Otherwise, at the beginning, I would never have directly applied the life-saving tricks of the Star Demons to my eldest brother without thinking.

As a great prophet, I clearly know that the tricks that act on the soul are the most ruthless, and the punishment that acts on the soul is the most painful.However, I did it anyway.I had no choice but to use such tricks to have the hope of stopping my elder brother, or I did not have the slightest concern about whether my elder brother would be injured, so I did it directly. I think, what I was facing at the time was the latter situation.

I couldn't help stretching out my hand to touch the illusory outline of my elder brother in the illusion, to touch the light purple marks left along my elder brother's skin.At this moment, I really want to say to my elder brother - I'm sorry.But I also understand that even if I say a thousand and ten thousand sentences of sorry, my eldest brother will never hear it.

I closed my eyes slightly, knowing what I would do next to hurt my elder brother, my emotions told me that I couldn't look at it.Because, I don't know if I can bear such a situation.But in the end, I still gritted my teeth and lifted my heavy eyelids little by little.Because this is my sin, the punishment I deserve, the bitter fruit I should taste.

I just stood beside my elder brother, looking at how I used to treat this person who I should have loved and protected with all my heart from the perspective of my elder brother.I saw who I used to be. When I faced Big Brother, I called out "Big Brother" calmly, but I couldn't hide the coldness and suspicion in my eyes.I saw that I used to look out for my elder brother on the surface, and acted like my elder brother's confidant, but in fact it was a prudent way to protect myself.

It's ridiculous that I thought I had taken care of everything, and I even had the time to remind my second brother to remind all the cronies around me—don't get too close or trust the Demon God Emperor.However, I only neglected that one, the person I should care about the most.

As the Demon God Emperor who is being guarded by everyone, what kind of feeling will he feel in his heart?

I smiled wryly, it's not hard to imagine, with my elder brother's ability, he must be able to see my small thoughts.He must have tasted the pain that this unbelief could bring him.

Perhaps, this is retribution.In the past, the pain I brought to my elder brother has now turned into a sharp knife that cuts fiercely in my heart.

And - I'm not even qualified to cry out for pain...

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☆, Star maple chapter of the long river of time: ([-])

The thick fog dissipated, and I only saw my elder brother leaning on the couch, taking a nap with his eyes closed.I looked at my elder brother's slightly frowning brows, and felt pain in my heart.I am the patriarch of the Star Demon Clan and the inheritor of the great prophecy. I have first-class insight, but I am also arrogant because of my sharp insight into the world.I can see the obscurity and darkness in the world, but I never see the hardship and dedication of my elder brother.

After all, is it that I can't see it, or am I unwilling to see and think about it?I remained silent, having already made up my mind.

The eldest brother's lips were stained with a tinge of purple light, and there was a faint blood stain on the desk case.I knelt beside my elder brother, quietly watching his sleeping face, biting my lips lightly.

Suddenly, I saw a silver glow suddenly appear on the elder brother's wrist, the familiar contract slowly turned, the sleeping elder brother frowned even more tightly, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was about to wake up.However, I don't know if the elder brother was too tired or the contract was too domineering, but the elder brother didn't wake up.

I frowned, thinking about the timing of this scene.The final result made me feel cold all over.Before the elder brother fell, I didn't have much time to cast the big prophecy. Looking at the blood on the lips of the elder brother, it is not difficult for me to imagine when it is now.That was when my elder brother was assassinated by Lian Qing, I went there to intercede for that woman.

Because I didn't know what my elder brother's reaction and the outcome of the incident would be after I left, so I used the big prophecy.After that, the little vitality lost was nothing to me who had my elder brother share half of it for me.However, for the big brother at that time...

I watched my eldest brother's long hair gradually dim, as if a pair of hands were tearing my heart into pieces.No wonder, no wonder after that, the elder brother was so weak, even though the magic pressure remained the same, his pale complexion and half-dream and half-awake state had never been seen before.

There have always been taboos against the Heaven-Defying Demonic Dragon Clan.Within a hundred years, it is absolutely forbidden to give birth to an heir again.If you violate this taboo, your final fate will be death.It is more likely to die together with the child.I don't know what method my elder brother used and what kind of pain he endured to give birth to Chenchen and Xiaoxiao, but it is conceivable that after conceiving three children within a hundred years, what kind of hardships did my elder brother endure? burden.

"By the way, take a detour to the Star Demon Palace and tell the Star Demon God that you don't have to come." I watched my elder brother finally wake up from his weakness, and after feeling the loss of his vitality, he gave Huang Shuo an order with a wry smile .I clenched my fists so tightly that I didn't let go until my nails pierced my palms.

I can clearly see the disappointment in the elder brother's eyes.I understand that I let my elder brother down. I am conceited and smart, but I never thought about getting close to and understanding my elder brother.

Obviously, the elder brother was just holding on to give the order. I knew that the elder brother didn't want to see me, and he didn't have the strength to support him to see me.After he finished that sentence, not a moment later, he passed out again.I silently knelt beside him, with tears rolling quietly in my eyes.I watched his long hair slowly become frosted, biting my lower lip, holding back tears, not letting them flow.I really want to cry, but I also know that I have no right to cry.

"Get out!" Hugging the young Xiaoxiao in his arms, the elder brother slapped me on the cheek with anger.I looked at the me at that time and retreated without daring to say a word. Looking at the me at that time, there was a faint unwillingness in my eyes.I just felt my legs go limp, and I just wanted to fall limp on the ground and bow my head to stop looking at this tragedy I created with my own hands.

That was our child, but at that time, it was the eldest brother who was suffering the grief alone.I watched with my own eyes the process of my eldest brother giving birth to Chenchen Xiaoxiao, what kind of pain and torture it was, although I don't know how my eldest brother barely recovered from the dying state.But this does not prevent me from interpreting what my brother felt at the time.

I can better understand why my elder brother would be so angry when he saw that Xiaoxiao's condition had deteriorated because of me after losing Chenchen.I think, if I were in that situation at that time, I might, no, I would have gone too far.In comparison, I just got a slap in the face, and I can be regarded as taking advantage of it.

There was a bitter smile on his lips, and as the fog cleared, what I saw again was still the comatose elder brother.At this moment, I am so grateful to Wushang.No matter what his intentions are, at least let me see another side of my brother, let me see how I am sorry for my brother.At least it didn't let the truth of the matter completely disappear in the passage of time with the fall of the elder brother.It also allows me, at least not to take my misunderstanding of my elder brother to the grave.

In fact, my eldest brother's life as the Demon God Emperor is not as smooth as I originally thought.Especially after my second brother and I both left him, facing our calculations, misunderstandings and even hatred, during that time, he almost suffered a lot.

During the time about the eldest brother, I saw that at the beginning, it was not that the eldest brother was unwilling to save my son and daughter, but that he had been in a coma all the time.But I, when he dragged his still weak body to see me, and almost put down his worth and almost apologized for asking, I responded with sarcasm.

The eldest brother must be heartbroken, but unfortunately, I, who should pity him and understand him, actually hated him at that time.At this time, I feel that I used to be ridiculous and sad.When my eldest brother and I's daughter, Chenchen, died, I ignored my elder brother's grief as an outsider.After I almost delayed Xiaoxiao's illness, facing the elder brother's anger, I actually felt a bit of resentment in my heart.At this moment, I really want to question my former self-'What qualifications do you have to complain and hate? '

But... things, under my leadership, gradually slipped into that irreversible abyss.I saw with my own eyes that after my elder brother let me perform the life prophecy, my feelings for my elder brother were completely overwhelmed by hatred.I went to watch it with my own eyes, and in front of my eldest brother who was seriously injured and dying at that time, I agreed to Long Haochen's excessive request like no one else.

At that time, I didn't even want to look at my elder brother more, I didn't want to look more at the sadness and pain in his eyes, I didn't want to look more at the resolute sorrow in his eyes.

My body trembled slightly, and what I couldn't see before was now presented in front of me one by one.After the life prophecy, the eldest brother leaned feebly on the armrest of the throne, so weak.A strand of his long hair instantly withered, yellow and pale, turned into fly ash and disappeared in the air.I watched him pinch his palm to blood dripping, just not to show his flaws in front of us—he shared with me the life force overdrawn by the prophecy of life, moreover, he couldn’t bear to watch me suffer, just didn’t want to watch I hate him.

However, I couldn't see these at the time.

So, later, I joined forces with my second brother and took his life away.

Blood flowed wantonly, splashing on the face and body of the second brother.Such a poignant and gorgeous death, how touching it is.I watched, pursed my lips slightly, and looked at my second brother and me in the phantom, feeling regret or hatred, even despair.I admit that after Wuyi regained his memory, I hated my second brother who took his life with my own hands.But when I saw my second brother was drunk, daydreaming and helpless every day, I couldn't show any more resentment.

That's not entirely the second brother's fault, if I make a mistake, I definitely can't escape the responsibility.Without my help, with my elder brother's ability, even if he is not wary of us, it is absolutely impossible for him to rest assured to hand over his back to us at the last moment.

At this moment, I silently thought, maybe, my second brother and I deserve to die.Even if we don’t mention that we killed our loved ones, we still have to say—we killed our own king and our own emperor.

I suddenly thought of one point, one point is very important, but we always ignore it in our daily life.We didn't really treat Big Brother as our emperor - he was not just our eldest brother, not just a big brother who treated us so well.It is also our monarch, our emperor, to whom we should be loyal and respected forever.

We were wrong, very wrong.

But now, we are even deprived of the right to regret.

After the eldest brother fell, he didn't go to reincarnation.He followed Abao and Xiaoxiao in the state of a soul, and I saw his love for the child, and saw his cold and numb eyes when facing us.He also saw his tearful, gradually lax figure in the sunlight when he watched Xiaoxiao die tragically.

I stared at my elder brother's tears, the tears I had barely suppressed, finally slipped down my cheeks.I knelt on the ground all of a sudden, the sound of crying was stuck in my throat, and I couldn't get it out.I know, I know, the soul does not cry, the soul cannot shed tears.Big brother's tears can only be the source of his soul, and the tears he shed consume his life!

What kind of grief caused him to shed tears regardless of his own state?What kind of grief will make a soul shed tears?

I don't know what kind of mood my elder brother was at that time, but at this moment, I feel like I am in purgatory, and my heart is suffering.If it is possible, I really want to replace it with my body. If it is possible, I would rather never have the love of my elder brother.

but……

My heart was full of disgust and ridicule towards myself, I looked at the warning in front of me, chuckled lightly, got up slowly, turned around and walked in the direction of departure.

What face do I have to take charge of the Demon Race?What courage do I have to face the world without a big brother?

Death is sometimes a relief.Let me, in this world of illusions, guard my elder brother, guard the past, and be wiped out...

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☆、The story of Baal: Hopes and Dreams

My name is Barr, and I am one of the 72 pillars of the main formation of the Ten Lands and Nine Heavens Destroying Gods, and the leader of the 72 artifact spirits.

My "father", the one who sacrificed himself to give me wisdom and strength, had noble blood and great strength.His sacrifice was in exchange for the success of Dazheng and everything for me.My strength, my intelligence, and even my body are all given by him.

In fact, from the very beginning, my existence has been closer to that of a living being.Compared with my second and third younger brothers and my subordinates, I have flesh and blood, and I own everything that is a living being.Even, compared to them, the shackles of the Demon God Pillar are not much to me.

I know, I'm lucky.Because I have a good "father" and a strong "father".My father's legacy has allowed me to firmly sit on the seat of the demon emperor.His father's legacy made the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Clan the strongest race of the Demon Clan.

The dragon has reverse scales, which cannot be touched.The dragon has the majesty of the dragon, and wherever it goes, all spirits submit and must not disobey.

That is the spirit left by the "father", and the philosophy left by the father.It is the style of dealing with things that I have always regarded as the truth over the years.

However, I am not "father" after all, and even, I am afraid "father" will not admit that I am his child.After breaking away from the childlike ignorance and innocence, as I gradually matured, I also gradually felt the pressure and responsibility brought by the title "Devil Emperor".

Demons are not a real race.When faced with a different time and space and a different situation, the still weak demons are no match for human beings at all.At this time, it is not easy for me to preserve and strengthen the demons in the cracks of the human empire.

Gradually, I learned how to be submissive with human beings, and gradually, I learned how to be an emperor.Gradually, I understood even more what unwillingness and ambition are.I want the Demon Race to become the overlord on this continent.I want to make all the people submit to the prestige of the demon clan.

I succeeded, so I would like to thank the powerhouses of the Demon Spirit Continent.Their sacrifices, their blood on the Demon God Pillar nourished the power of our 72 Demon God Pillars.But those stupid and chaotic human beings only know how to fight civil wars.In the beginning, I borrowed the power of one of the human empires, lowered my figure, lowered my posture, and even lowered my dignity, became an ally with this empire and gradually eroded it, and finally got rid of human beings, and completely turned against human beings.

Kill, kill, kill again.When we had the power to turn against mankind, I took my subjects and bloodbathed the empire that was once our ally.

ally?I sneered slightly in my heart.What kind of allies are they?It’s fine if they don’t treat us as equal beings, they talk sarcasticly at us, and they treat us with contempt behind the surface.They play me like an idiot, and I can live with it.But—I cannot bear their insults to my brothers and my subjects.

I can't forget that after the third brother was peeped at by the imperial prince, the second brother angrily taught him a lesson, but was forced to bow his head and apologize to that despicable human being together.

I can't forget Sidi's painful face and distorted hatred after being insulted by the imperial master.

What's more, I can't forget, when my subjects were sacrificed because of those human selfish desires, I felt my hatred and powerlessness.It's all about race, I thought, gritting my teeth time and time again to force myself through the near-collapse state.Fortunately, I succeeded, Demon Race, I succeeded.

However, just when I thought that the Mozu had really turned around, a blow made me dizzy.If it wasn't for my second brother to help me in time, I'm afraid I'd fall to the ground—the demon race isn't a real race at all.The demons cannot survive without humans.We are stained with the destructive power of God's punishment, our strength and aura will cause the yield of crops to drop sharply, that is to say, if we grow a piece of land similarly to humans, the harvest we get is only one percent of the other's. Even a thousandth.

I gritted my teeth, it was the first time that I hated the scourge so much, and hated our background as weapon spirits.Why, what is the difference between us demons!What is the difference between humans, that race, and us.Could it be that just one background negates all our efforts? !

In the end, I can only order to suspend the massacre of human beings.

During those days, how many days and nights, I was fascinated by looking at the empty hall of the Demon Palace.Dazed, I recalled all the details carefully, and then went to search for various books.I hope that one day, the Demon Race will be able to get rid of the identity of a weapon spirit, and be able to get rid of the lingering shadow of the scourge, and become a real race, and will no longer be abandoned by the law just because of their origin!

After thinking about it, I almost turned my hair gray, and then I suddenly thought of the scale book left by "father"-it is said that it contains the method that can make us a real race.

I was like a drowning person, when I was about to drown, I grabbed the only life-saving straw and held on tightly, refusing to let go.In the second half of my life, I tried my best to decipher the secrets on the scale book, to understand this only hope, and to understand how this can make my demons become a real race.

However, I was disappointed.

When Jinger was born, I stroked my long, half-grey hair. Under the worried eyes of my second and third brothers, I finally gave up my desire to find a solution by myself.

As I held my newborn baby, another belief slowly emerged.I want my children and grandchildren to take the revitalization of the demons as their belief and responsibility until the demons become a real race!I changed my name to Fengxiu——according to Monster Continent, it means "hope".

In fact, the meaning of this name is not difficult to understand. Any first-generation demon god knows and can understand why I chose such a name for myself, and issued a "devil decree", ordering any next demon god emperor, as long as he ascends the throne The name must be changed to Fengxiu.

But human beings obviously can't understand it. At first, they thought that there must be a conspiracy against human beings in this name. After all kinds of inquiries, they learned the truth, but none of them could understand the meaning of this name, and even felt that there was something different in it. deep meaning.

It's ridiculous.

They don't understand, as the darlings of the law, they will never understand the pain and longing of us as demons, as our future is limited from birth.They have everything we dream of, but never know how to cherish.When they are a powerful race, they will always only bully those creatures who are weaker than them.

I do not deny that there are good people among those human beings.I don't even deny that among those human beings, there are also heroes and chivalrous men capable of singing and weeping.But the trend of the times, under the glamor of human society, hides unspeakable ugliness and coldness.

Every time I see such a human being, I can't help but have a killing intent in my heart.I can't help but think, what is the need for such a race to survive?

It's ruined, it's ruined.

I screamed like this from the bottom of my heart.

But, can't.For the demons...

Jinger grew up gradually, he was a gentle child.He is different from me. His gentleness once made me wonder, whose personality is this child?

Unlike me, who is cold and domineering, this child is incredibly gentle.What's more, he didn't want to kill people, and he didn't want to be stained with blood.

How can this be?If he is not the crown prince of the demon clan, as a father, I am willing to protect him for the rest of my life, and I am happy to let him continue to be so kind.However, he is the heir apparent of the demon clan, responsible for the hope and future of the demon clan, how can he be gentle, how can he be kind?

I made up my mind, caught human beings to practice with him, threw him on the battlefield to fight, seeing him covered in wounds and dripping blood, I didn't give up until he was willing to kill.

"Father, killing, killing, endless killing, when will you be big on a day like this?"

I still remember that child asking me with dark eyes after the first murder.

I was silent for a while, and only replied to him with one sentence.

"When the demon race becomes a real race, when we truly become the masters of this continent."

After that, I can't remember how this topic ended.Afterwards, Jinger asked me what and how I answered, I can't remember.The only thing I can remember is that after that, Jing Er seemed to be a different person, becoming cold and ruthless in the face of human beings, just like me.And - he was indulging in the sea of ​​books all day long.

In addition, I have also forgotten how I ignored the age difference between me and Jing Er, ignored the ethical principles between us and always walked together.The only thing I remember, and the only thing I have read till now, is what Jing Er said to me while standing on the top of the mountain with a smile.

"Father, since you named me Fengjing, then Jing'er will definitely use the meaning of this name to spur herself. Jing'er's dream is to make the demon race the most beautiful scenery in the Holy Demon Continent."

The beautiful scenery... I was slightly distracted, Jing Er's dream, so why not mine?

This dream has become the obsession of our lineage.I, and every Demon God Emperor since Jing Er, have obsessed with me and Jing Er's dream.

I even opened up the Dragon Tomb to give us Demon God Emperors a place to live after death, giving us the opportunity to witness the realization of our dreams with our own eyes and ears.

Fortunately, I finally waited until this day.

When the emperor with the same black hair and blue eyes that we inherited opened up the space and gave us another chance to survive in the world, what I witnessed was really a completely different demon race.One, the Mozu in our dreams.

In the last meeting, I looked at his back and knelt down on one knee.

"Dragon Lord, thank you for giving the demons hope."

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☆、The Maple Scenery Chapter of the Dragon Emperor of the Past Dynasties: The Devil

My name is Fengjing, Jing, the scenery of Jing.

My father Baal was the first Demon God Emperor of the Demon Race.Everything from being too young has been blurred, and the only thing I can clearly remember is the bloody smell that lingers on my father's body forever, a battlefield intertwined with blood and fire, and——the wailing wailing of the dying creatures in my ears.

At that time, although I was young, I instinctively rejected such a tragic situation.I have to say that such a scene planted a seed of gloom in my heart when I was still young, making my character almost cowardly for a period of time.Yes, that is cowardice.

I dare not kill people, because I am afraid to see the despair and hatred in the eyes of those dead humans.I dare not go to the battlefield, because I am afraid to see the scene of hell on the battlefield.

My father has worried about my personality countless times, because my personality is so gentle that it is almost cowardly, which is not the temperament that a king or emperor should have at all.

In fact, I also know the fatal flaw in my character.However, at the beginning, I still stubbornly chose to escape.Yes, I don't want to be the Demon God Emperor, even, I envy those children who are too weak to step onto the battlefield as fighters.Even if my cultivation is really not weak, even if I have the ability to kill powerful enemies with ease.

At that time, the third uncle once came to see me.He said to me - "Jing'er, if you were born in a peaceful age, we wouldn't mind protecting you and letting you live an unrestrained life all your life. But now, it's a chaotic world. The so-called chaotic world means either you die or I die. Death, if you don't go to conquer, the demon race will eventually perish. Jing'er, you belong to the heaven-defying demon dragon royal family, and you have the obligation to protect this race."

Responsibility, obligation.This is the word that I struggled with both wanting to bear and wanting to escape back then.I wanted to do something for my race without getting blood on my hands.

But in that era, these two wishes were completely opposite and conflicting, like water and oil, two wishes that could never be mixed.In that time, my wish was completely an illusory dream.

Now think about it, if it weren't for the series of events that happened after