Zhao Zhichao swore that he would never fall into that dream again.

He hated weird dreams like that.

So he threw his own punch at the earth again.

This punch contained all his anger.

He was angry that why human desires could be so twisted that they could destroy the world on which they depended.

He was angry that it was only human beings who had such terrible desires.

But there must be some helplessness in his anger.

What makes him feel helpless is that this world must be driven by human desires in order to move towards a better future.

It can be said that the present in which he lives is the environment created by the desires of the ancients in the past.

In fact, the closer he got to the earth, the more he realized that it was not the desire that made up the demon king.

So he threw his next fist and stopped again.

He couldn't fight.

He began to hear some sounds that puzzled him.

"Mom, you go first, I'm here to break off for you. ”

"Child, there is still some food here, you can eat it first, Dad's stomach is still full. ”

"What are you going to do, this is my child, you must not touch him! ”

Voices began to appear in his head.

That's the hidden love of human beings.

By the way, Zhao Zhichao suddenly remembered the human beings who originally made up this world.

It's not just desire.

It's more about the latent affection.

It is precisely because of this love that mankind has a future and a hope for continuation.

From the previous generation to the next generation, this love has been passed on, passed down from generation to generation, and it is immortal.

This is how the world and civilization of mankind are composed.

But why?

Why can a human with love become such a monster?

In fact, in the final analysis, this is all caused by human distortions, misinterpretations and misunderstandings.

Zhao Zhichao thought about it.

In fact, he doesn't know how to solve the trouble in front of him now.

Because it is not good to say, this trouble is solved, and the next trouble will be derived.

The ground is the body of this thing called the Demon King, its body is fertile, like a swamp, Zhao Zhichao just punched down, destroying the form that it had finally condensed.

However, Zhao Zhichao is now beginning to understand that this is not a standard monster after all, it has no mind of its own, and it is completely composed of human distorted desires, which is why it looks so desperate and boring, and no one knows how it became so huge.

"Is it possible, do you really want me to go down?"

In fact, Zhao Zhichao suddenly remembered one thing, that is, he didn't seem to know if the monster he was dealing with was really the origin of the demon mist, the king of all demons.

Just it looks, as it should be.

However, Zhao Zhichao was still afraid that he would get lost, so he spent more than a second searching for all the places just now, but only the monster in front of him was huge, covering an area of thousands of acres, which also showed its status, it was different from the outside.

For some reason, Zhao Zhichao suddenly felt its antiquity.

It should have lived in this world for a long time, no, it should be said to exist, it has existed in this world for a long time.

It is a part of human civilization.

A history made up of twisted desires.

Far-reaching, vast.

Zhao Zhichao still fell.

Immediately, thousands of tentacles formed a monstrous tsunami and swept over directly.

Zhao Zhichao was brewing all over his body.

Some mysterious and powerful power was accumulating in his body and began to transform into powerful kinetic energy.

The next moment, Zhao Zhichao, who was entangled in the distortion, blasted out, and under one punch, everything seemed to be wiped out.

At this time, most of this demon king-like body was also destroyed.

Everyone didn't know how suddenly this battle came and ended so quickly in the depths of the Demon Domain.

However, the victory of this battle is undoubtedly very important for all human beings, but for Zhao Zhichao, it is a little boring.

Zhao Zhichao didn't know for a while whether to continue to bombard with the next punch.

Because most of the monsters in the distorted state in front of them have dissipated, and the thick demonic fog around them has also disappeared a lot, but at this time, it is rare to hear those crooked sounds.

To tell the truth, Zhao Zhichao hated those voices, those distorted thoughts of love and desire, which made him a little strange.

Still, in the end.

He still can't be sure if what he killed is the real source, if thousands of years later, another demon king has been formed.

The world began to be destroyed by distortion again, and he couldn't do that much when the time came.

"Forget it, let's destroy you. ”

Zhao Zhichao stood in front of him, looked at the distortion that had finally condensed, and raised his fist.

At this time, all of a sudden, the powerful demon king, with the only remaining remnant of his body, seemed to feel something.

Quickly when Zhao Zhichao swung his next fist, he conjured up the appearance of a girl.

Moreover, this girl's eyes are very clear, and her pitiful appearance makes anyone unbearable.

She was only eight years old, and she immediately made Zhao Zhichao stop his fist - for the little girl, he couldn't do it.

Sure enough, this demon king is deeply aware of all the weaknesses of human beings, in other words, it is composed of those distorted weaknesses of human nature, whether it is desire or love, it is the characteristic of human beings, and it is also the weakness of human beings.

Now I can only let Zhao Zhichao choose by himself.

"Brother, don't kill me, I want to live. ”

She said, her tone was also very immature, at this time, after this monster became a girl, it lost its original terrifying tentacles, and cleverly chose to collect all the anomalies and distortions to maintain a perfect girl appearance for herself.

It's like a real human child.

"But you've already killed a lot of people. ”

Zhao Zhichao's fist loosened.

He didn't know what to do, and it was really hard for him to make a decision in this situation.

After all, Zhao Zhichao is not a ruthless person.

However, if he were to kill the little girl directly, he couldn't do it.

You can't do it without destroying her.

"Can you control yourself?"

Zhao Zhichao asked.

If the little girl could control this powerful force, then he wouldn't have to worry.

"No, it's made of all people's desires and twisted emotions, and I... I can't influence it. ”

The little girl shook her head.

Zhao Zhichao looked up at the cloudy sky, and suddenly had an idea.