A long time ago, it was impossible to know exactly how long it was. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In short, at that time, the Nether Realm was still in a relatively peaceful era.

The creatures born in the Nether are neither good nor evil, to be precise, it should be Chaos.

The scorching energy of the Nether brings infinite energy to the creatures that are born, allowing them to live peacefully without killing each other.

At that time, there was a small black skeleton that had a very common name: the withered skeleton.

For many years, the young withered skeleton walked through the boundless next session as always, enjoying the warmth of hell as usual.

Warm ground, flowing lava, hot air.

Although Little Wither is just a skeleton that does not feel the temperature and is completely immune to magma and flames, this feeling is emerging from the deepest part of consciousness, the feeling of home.

Don't think about anything, don't worry about anything, and be at peace as usual.

However, it seems that God is not willing to let the next session be so peaceful, until one day・・・・・・

A dark whirlwind gradually formed from the largest magma lake of the next generation.

What an ominous breath that is!

The black tornado roared, rolling up a huge amount of lava.

The little skeleton looked at the pitch-black tornado in the center of the magma lake uneasily, unaware of what was happening, but the breath coming from the tornado made it frighten.

Why fear?

Why are you reluctant to leave?

The little skeleton himself didn't understand.

In the long, unmarked passage of time in the Nether, the little skeleton did not lose consciousness like its companions.

On the contrary, the little skeleton loves to walk and love everything around him. Gradually, unconsciously, in the black skull head of the little skeleton, a thing ―――――――― feelings were gradually born.

Fear prevented it from running away, and just stood quietly beside the magma lake, watching the scenery it had never seen before in the next session.

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It was a bright red crystal that had been suspended in mid-air in the center of the magma lake since the pitch-black tornado had dissipated.

Gradually, countless creatures of the next generation were attracted and gathered around the shore of the magma lake.

From that blood-red spar, a strong aura of fire elemental came out.

One, two ・・・・・・ blazes, and the little skeleton's favorite playmates, rushed forward one by one.

For them, this is a fatal attraction.

The scuffle began.

The reason is simple, there is only one hedron.

No matter where they are, no matter what world they are in, the individual living beings are always selfish, even if their consciousness is almost extinguished in the long river of time.

Consciousness is gone, but instinct remains.

Fireballs shot up from the sky, and the flames attacked their original companions.

Gradually, the chaos began to expand, and fireballs flew into the sky, hitting countless creatures (onlookers were risky)

The little skeleton hid and watched the farce.

The hedron full of fire elements is not very attractive to small skeletons, but the entire Nether has gone crazy for something that has never been seen before.

For a while, the little skeleton's daily world collapsed.

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"Grab it! Grab it! Hahaha!! The final victor will become my subordinate and get the whole world for me! The culprit of all was in the void, and let out an insolent laugh.

Chaos and destruction have taken the void by storm.

At this moment, a small white light tore the violent storm in half.

"Huh?" The huge black figure protected itself with the wings behind it, and in the next second, the light turned into a pillar of light, hitting it straight into its body.

When the white light dissipated, the wings were undamaged.

"Qi, you guys are really ghostly." The ender dragon said disdainfully.

The person who came, dressed in white, with an old face and a gray beard, was the creation of the world.

"This world is not for you to touch, ender dragon!" With a white glow in his eyes and a terrifying expression, he struck the ender dragon's wings with a punch.

Knocked out by a powerful punch for a long distance, the ender dragon stared at the enemy in front of him with an angry gaze.

"Hmph, two old immortals, do you want to die so much! Then let the king send you to death! With that, the ender dragon attacked, and with an invincible momentum, rushed straight through.

In the void, a great battle is raging.

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"Creation, when the ender dragon was involved in hell, I remember you kept a hand." HIM seemed to sense something on the expression of creation.

"That's right, old friend, just as the ender dragon tore through the barrier of space and sent its own power into crystallization and sent it to hell, I also sent something along that gap."

"Oh? The ender dragon's purpose is to raise a subordinate with its own powers, and I found in its elemental crystals the Seeds of Darkness that it uses to control its subordinates. So old and unrepaired, what did you send in? He looked puzzled.

"Hehe, there is a way to be a soldier against a soldier, a general against a general! Since the ender dragon wants to train his subordinates to rule Hell, we can do the same. "Creation holds his beard.

"I see, that strange little skeleton, I see." HIM remembered the unusual little skeleton he found in the next session that day.

"Well, that's right, I have inspired the power of death, after all, it is its original attribute, it is really a huge power."

The power of death and life.

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"Flame Demon, give up, why do you want to be that guy's lackey? Come back here and let the next session regain its tranquility. ”

It's still the same lava lake, but now it's two monsters erected.

The huge body was wrapped in flames, and one of the former blazes regained consciousness after obtaining the hedron but was at the mercy of others.

Three heads, with a faint black smoke trailing under their long pitch-black tails.

After being channeled out of its own power by an unknown being, the little skeleton's consciousness became more and more complete, and its obsession with peace became more and more firm. Then it was a long time of cultivation.

Countless times have passed, and in the Nether, it is so logical that two [kings] were born.

Peace and order! Withered has built a fortress in the Nether, where it is stationed.

Chaos and destruction! The Firefiend rules all fire creatures and controls all magma.

Of course, between the two [kings], the flames of war were extinguished in one fell swoop.

At that station, Wither was defeated, and he was defeated under the siege of all the creatures in the next class. But the fire demon can't kill and wither, it can only be sealed.

Nether fortresses are occupied. Blazes, zombie pigmen, and ghasts fill the entire fortress, and the fire demons make their way to the Overworld.

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"Firedemons! I am back! Three pairs of white eyes stared at the flaming demon.

[You're still alive... The long seal didn't wipe out your consciousness!] The fire demon said incredulously, but as far as Akai and I were concerned, it was a language that I couldn't even understand, so I guess it was the language of the monsters.

"You underestimate me too much, if you hadn't used a huge army to consume my strength severely, do you think you can defeat me just by yourself?" I saw the enemy again, but my withered heart was calm.

"Wake up, Flame Demon, you're just a pawn in its eyes."

[・・・・・・ I can defeat you the first time, I can defeat you the second time! For a long time, my strength has long surpassed you! Without responding to the withering words, the fire demon opened his arms, and the huge flames reached into the sky.

"Don't be too complacent, matchstick!" Repeated dissuasion to no avail, withering gave up, angry. "I thought that you and I were the only beings in the Nether who had consciousness and could communicate peacefully, but it seems that I was wrong, you have no self-consciousness from beginning to ender, and all your actions are moving towards the purpose of the ender dragon's needs."

Back then, when the creation gave the power to the ender dragon, it also entered the matter of the ender dragon into it, so the wither knew and knew the purpose of the ender dragon. And with that comes anger! Anger that was ruined by the peaceful life.

The breath of death spread, and the flames gradually subsided.

"You who have lost the protection of the power of the Nether Realm, how can you be the enemy of me who has been cultivating in the Void Seal for countless years, today, let me destroy you here!" With that, a series of pitch-black heads shot towards the fire demon.

The breath of death wrapped around the pitch-black heads, dragging a long tail of smoke.

【Go Die!】 Countless fireballs formed in front of the Fire Demon.

For a time, with the two sides as the center, countless barrages collided with each other.

One side is fire, the other side is darkness.

The explosion was earth-shattering!

Akai and I hid behind a volcanic rock wall, watching the battle unfold in front of us.

"Oh my God..." I opened my mouth wide as I watched the barrage fly in front of me.

"It's just crazy・・・・・・ Akai held back for a long time and held back a sigh of emotion.

There is absolutely no room for meddler, this is a private vendetta that belongs to them.

However, Akai and I also heard some useful information from the withered mouth, such as the ender dragon, the ender dragon, and the ender dragon~~~

Well, we know these things from God in the early days.

But if you know it, you know it, and it feels different when you hear it live, not to mention that there is such a big battle.

Hollywood movies are nothing more than that!

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ps: I thought about it for two days, it's really painful to make up black history by myself, and there are three more chapters, and this volume is over.