Demon Domain, Hall of Ten Thousand Demons.

Today is the day of the regular meeting of the Demon Lords.

Since Lucivier, the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons, awakened from the seal and returned to the Demon Realm more than two hundred years ago, such a regular meeting has been held every ten years.

Unlike the vast majority of short-lived races on the Divine Continent, in the Demon Domain, as long as your own strength is strong enough, it is enough to have an endless lifespan, of course, the premise of longevity is that you have to ensure that you can always live safely.

The Demon Domain is never reasonable, and here, the law of the jungle has always been taken to the extreme by the demons.

Of course, the Demon King Luciver, who has been sitting on the throne since the beginning of the world, does not need to worry about this at all.

Because he is the Ten Thousand Demons, and all the Demons are his incarnation.

The Demon Realm was born because of Luciwell, and Lucivier himself was connected to the lifeblood of the Demon Domain.

He lived a nourishing life, and the Demon Domain was smooth and peaceful;

His life is in danger, and the Demon Domain will also be cracked with the landslide, and the lava will flow backwards.

There was once an unbelieving demon who dared to challenge the throne under Luciwell, Lucivier was already idle at that time, and it was rare for such a demon who was not afraid of death to send him to tease him, and immediately got rid of the demon general who always surrounded him and hated to protect him, and took the initiative to send it to the door to let the demon choke enough.

As a result, before the demon could be proud and mock Lucivir a few words, the dark earth of the demon domain suddenly collapsed from under his feet in Lucivir's vicious and wanton smile, and the unlucky demon did not even leave a last word, and was swallowed up by the demonic energy from the bottomless abyss in an instant.

But that's just the beginning.

There has always been such a saying in the Demon Domain - as long as the demon king is bored, the devil will cry for his father.

Once the evil taste of the Demon King kicks in, the entire Demon Domain has to jump with chickens and dogs, and there is no day of peace.

Therefore, after that, the Demon King, who refused to heal his wounds for a long time, watched as a hurricane flood erupted from time to time in the Demon Domain, and the volcano erupted into a demonic beast riot...... Every day, he listened to the demons crying and howling wolves, and he listened to them with great pleasure.

In this regard, the demon generals and demon lords who are hugged by their subordinates and cry to let the demon lord be honest every few hundred years, the simple word "heart stopper" is no longer enough to describe their mood when facing the demon lord.

As a result, the demons who were destroyed by the demon king from time to time always intentionally or unintentionally dragged Lucivier to go to the Divine Continent for a walk twice-

Anyway, with the strength of the Demon King, even if the power will be suppressed on the mainland, it can still go sideways.

Of course, the premise is that the Demon King is not too idle to tease the idle ...... of those domain masters of the same level as him

There will be this kind of thought, which can only show that the demons of the Demon Domain are still too young, too simple!

Because in Lucivier's heart, in the entire Divine Continent, there are definitely no more than five fingers that are qualified for him to look at a few fingers.

In addition to the three domain masters of the elves, the heavenly clan, and the dragon clan, the others who could barely enter his eyes were only the one or two little guys in the elven dragon clan whose strength was acceptable.

As the four major races born at the beginning of the creation of the world, the Celestial Race and the Dragon Race have already fallen on their own even without the intervention of the demons, and the decline is a matter of time, only the elves, under the seemingly careless protection of the Anse El, have been able to retain the pride of the last vein of the Genesis Clan under the protection of the seemingly careless, but actually tight on the outside and loose on the inside.

Therefore, even if it has been many years since the original creation of the gods, on the Divine Continent, only the elves can live so long-

You know, the length of life is a symbol of strength most of the time.

As the embodiment of the Demon Domain, Lucivier has never worried about the length of his life.

Time has long been meaningless to him, and many times, when he is extremely bored, he will choose to sleep.

And whenever he sleeps, it is the most peaceful and waveless in the Demon Domain, and it is a good day for all demons to have a good time.

But he doesn't sleep like that all the time.

When you wake up, you have to face the same world.

There is no sun in the Demon Domain, and the sun never shines here, all there is here is endless night.

Although Lucivier is the embodiment of this land, he will still feel bored after getting tired of seeing such a rich black.

Therefore, even if the demons of the Demon Domain don't pick it up, he will still go to the mainland when he wants to see the sun and relax.

Lucivier didn't really want to provoke the elves, because among the several domain masters born with him, he was the most frightened of Ansel, who always looked impassive-

That Nima is a fierce and powerful existence that even the creation god Kaos dares to cut directly!

So every time a demon asked him about the legendary fairy king, Lucivier couldn't help but look at those demons with a dead eye.

It's just that even if he is scared of Ansel, Lucivel still can't help but be cheap, and he can't help but provoke the elves when he has something to do.

Speaking of which, Lucivier was actually forced to be helpless - who let every time he woke up and ran to the mainland, in addition to finding a familiar face among the long-lived elves, the creatures of other races had already been updated many times, and the little goblins who had been teased might not even be able to find a single bone slag, he didn't tease the elves, could he tease the snake spirit disease of Noras who was happy to play with painted skin and a rancid smell!

Therefore, even though it is very likely that the elves will be beaten by Anse El, Lucivier still can't help but always jump around the royal elves who are out and about.

Raphael is an elven clan elder who Lucivir has been more enthusiastic about tossing in recent years, although he is an elder, but in fact, in Luciwell's eyes, Raphael's age is no different from a cub at all.

However, it is rare to see such a red-haired and red-eyed passionate beauty in the elf who almost engraved the words "sex and coldness" on his face, so although Raphael will be beaten up every time he molests him, when Lucivier is bored, he still can't help but run over and fight with the hot-tempered elf general.

So later, when he watched Raphael being killed by "himself" in seconds, Lucivier couldn't help but feel a little pity.

Later, he was sealed in Azeroth by Anse El.

Anse Air wasn't going to kill him, Lucivel knew that from the beginning.

So even when he led the demon army into Azeroth, Lucivel never worried about his life or death.

To him, the seal was just a matter of sleep.

However, for the Demon Domain, the fact that he was sealed seems to have a big impact.

Thinking of the appearance of everything in the Demon Realm when Andrew brought him back from Azeroth more than two hundred years ago, Lucivier on the throne couldn't help but yawn lightly.

The meeting of lords held in the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons every ten years is an activity spontaneously organized by the guys under his command who are afraid that he will be idle again and go to tease the elf king after he returns from lifting the seal.

In this regard, it doesn't matter if Lucivier, who can't go to the mainland for the time being, anyway, every time those guys are open, they will fight for various reasons, and this group of demons who have been entrenched in the high-level of the demon world for many years will be caught off guard by the dark horse that rushed out of the meeting, and it will happen from time to time, and Lucivel is happy to watch the excitement.

Eyes retracted from the group of demons who were chatting about the gossip of the elf clan, and Lucivier naturally would not be unaware of the incident when the elf clan was almost wiped out a while ago.

Even, a passage to the mainland in the Demon Domain is still in a semi-closed state of suppression, it can't be opened, and it can't be closed, so it can only stand in a corner of the Demon Domain every year.

The matter of Ansel's sealing, Lucivier, who is inextricably linked to it, has been aware of it as early as the first time.

In this regard, although he has always been very upset about Ansel, Lucivier is still unable to avoid gloating.

But.

The corner of his eyes swept over the quiet sitting in the lord's seat, completely different from other demons, but the new demon general Kane, who was quiet and elegant, Lucivier was also a little suspicious for a while, whether the accident with Anse Air had anything to do with Kane.

The elven clan's protector is the first in the continent, and if something happened to Azeroth, Kane was really involved, and Lucivier really didn't know whether to feel sorry for Anse El or not-

After all, when those demons used the most obscene words to discuss the elves of the day, he didn't see the slightest fluctuation in Kane's face because of the elves.

However, in such a short period of time, he was able to gain a firm foothold in the Demon Domain, and successfully killed a demon general and grabbed the status of the demon general.

"Hum—"

The loud humming sound that spread through every corner of the Demon Domain made the noisy arguments in the Ten Thousand Demon Hall come to an abrupt end.

Several of the top demon generals had already sensed something, and they all looked at the demon king who was lazily leaning on the throne.

The other demon lords also looked at each other, and finally followed the demon generals' line of sight, and also looked at Lucivir.

The corners of his lips hooked a hint of playful arc, and the demon king's inky crystal-like eyes passed through the dark walls of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, leaped over the ten thousand mountains and rivers of the Demon Domain, and finally saw the culprit who caused the abnormal sound through the passage of the two realms that seemed to be flowing with starlight-

A simple white robe embroidered with gold thread, long silver hair, fiery red eyes, and translucent pointed ears that are as thin as silkworm wings unique to the elves, and that beautiful face that seems familiar.

That's—

With his eyes narrowing slightly, Lucivier withdrew his gaze, lazily propped up his chin on the throne, and showed a wicked and expectant smile to the demons who were waiting for him to speak, "There is a beautiful guest who is entering the Demon Realm from the other side of the continent. ”

The words "beautiful", "guest", and "the other side of the continent" with special meanings suddenly made the eyes of all the demon generals and demon lords light up.

Unlike the ignorance of many creatures on the Divine Continent who are almost equal to zero in the Demon Domain, almost all the demons in the Demon Domain know that the Demon Domain is independent of the Divine Continent, and the continent is full of life and has many races, as if there are two worlds back to back, and it is difficult to pass between the two worlds, and if it is not for the strength of the domain master, it is almost impossible to penetrate the boundary wall smoothly.

It is precisely because of this that Kane, who is now in the position of a demon general and has an obvious elven appearance, is so feared by the demons - before Kane, the Demon Domain has never had a fallen creature with the appearance of an elf.

The word "guest" shows that the person who came is not a demon who has returned from the Divine Continent, but a natives of the Divine Continent who are truly different from the creatures of the Demon Domain, coupled with the word "beautiful" that is particularly coveted and coveted, as well as the powerful power that the person himself has that can penetrate the boundary wall, for a while, the demons in the Ten Thousand Demon Hall couldn't help but be ready to move.

Seeing all the undisguised desires in the eyes of the demons, and finally looking at Kane, the only indifferent dark elf in the field, Lucivel was not surprised at all, but had a feeling that it was indeed the case-

An elf is an elf, and even if he falls into darkness, his innate abstinence cannot be changed lightly.

It seemed that at the end of the misty forest, Ansel's face sank like water and released the "Praise of Light", Lucivier couldn't help but smack his lips, if I remember correctly, at that time, Ansel was rarely angry because of the little elf named Jade......

And what flows from the elf's body, from the blood of Ansel......

Thinking of the current situation of Anse El falling into a deep sleep due to the seal, the boredom that filled Lucivel's eyes disappeared in an instant, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stood on his lips with a white and transparent index finger, and in an unusually bewitching and lazy voice, he lightly revealed the identity of the person-

"It's an elf~"

The high-level demons in the Ten Thousand Demon Hall suddenly boiled.

In the war that came to the continent more than a thousand years ago, most of the demons present had participated, and when they finally fought the elven kingdom of Azeroth, they had seen the elves who were both beautiful and powerful.

Especially the dozen or so elven elders with their own merits, it is simply that the high-level demons who have been subjected to all kinds of strange shapes and crooked melons and cracked dates and alien shapes in the demon domain all the year round to destroy the optic nerves, I can't wait to snatch them all back to be generals and lords' wives, it's really not good, let them hug their thighs and stay in Azeroth as a son-in-law!

It's a pity that the elf king who came belatedly later, one big move cut the demons' wishful thinking to pieces, not only beat the demons back to grandma's house, but also detained their demon king Xià in Azeroth as a hostage, which is so cruel that no one else!

It was precisely because of that time that the Demon King was sealed by the Elf King that the entire Demon Domain was in a state of collapse for a thousand years, almost making the demons cry and beg the Elf King to put their king back quickly, otherwise the Demon Domain would simply become a wasteland without grass.

Only that time, the stunning and fierce elf king left a strict psychological shadow on the demons, and for a long time after that, every time the demons saw the silver-haired and green-eyed creatures, their first reaction was to shudder from the bottom of their hearts.

But now, in the Demon Domain, where the Elf King couldn't tear up, there were elves who took the initiative to send them to the door to ravage them! The demons, who had long wanted to taste the "taste" of elves, their eyes were almost green, and they rushed forward to beg the king to send themselves to clean up the misguided elven beauty.

Then, after a while, the high-level demons who had a disagreement had a good time in the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons.

Letting those unreliable demons toss, his eyes swept over the only few demons in the hall who were not involved, and when his gaze finally fell on Kane, the malice in Luciwell's eyes was almost about to condense into substance-

"Kane."

A soft call full of magnetism made the demons who had risen up suddenly froze, and their ears stood up.

"His Majesty the Demon King." Standing in the center of the main hall, Kane bowed his back slightly, his voice was not hurried, and his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant.

Seeing this, Lucivier's eyes flashed a trace of tiredness, but the corners of his lips and voice still showed an obvious smile, "Since the person who came is the same elf as you, why don't you be in charge of the 'reception', what do you think?" ”

"Kane commands." He bowed to the Demon King again, and Kane, who had completed the task, did not hesitate at all, turned around and walked out of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace.

Such a neat and neat, courteous and absolutely obedient character to the superior is also unique in the entire high-level of the Demon Domain.

Rubbing his chin, although Lucivel had been looking at Anse El unpleasantly, he had to admit that he was quite convinced by the other party's ability to teach elves.

If a few more obedient, sensible and beautiful dark elves like Kane join the Demon Domain, it is estimated that it will save a lot of worry.

Thinking of the stunning young man he saw in the Demon Domain passage a moment ago, Lucivier thought very seriously, if he kidnapped that little guy to the Demon Domain as a dark elf, would Anse El wake up and kill him here to tear apart the Demon Domain and his domain master.

After only a little brain supplement, Lucivier felt that the picture was too beautiful for him to think about it, and then thought that Kane had gone anyway, and if something really happened to the elf, it would be a big deal for him to put the blame on Kane at that time.

Well, that's it.

Countless praises for his wisdom in his heart, facing the complaining eyes of the demons in the hall with blue noses and swollen faces, Lucivier turned his head calmly, when he didn't see the desire and dissatisfaction in their eyes.

Closing his eyes and recuperating, a fluffy silver-white tail flashed in his mind, and Lucivier pursed his lips secretly, looking forward to meeting the elf's best kuài—

Back then, that little thing made a flat-haired beast humiliate his black history.,Demon King with a good memory.,But there's not a day of forgetting it.。

As for the fact that he was remembered by a series of demons as soon as he entered the Demon Domain, Fei Yaran still knew nothing.

To be exact, he was a little dazed now, not knowing if he was in a dream at the moment, or if he was still in the black passage to the Demon Realm.

Ever since Azeroth entered the black streamer that connected the two worlds, darkness had become the only color in Phiaran's eyes.

At first, he could still feel himself falling downward, but this dark passage seemed to have no end.

Gradually, he began to feel the flow of air and wind, and there was darkness in front of him.

He tried to call out to the system, but didn't get any response from the other party.

The familiar scene made him frown slightly and look around.

I don't know how long it took, after making sure that there was no ticking of blood, no bleeding Teacher Anse, and no traces of water on his cheeks, Fei Yaran sat down quietly, and his slightly uneasy state of mind quickly recovered as quiet as the thick darkness.

Later, he couldn't even see himself.

But even so, he didn't feel a trace of uneasiness, but in such boundless darkness, he vaguely gave birth to a nostalgic sense of security as if he had returned to his mother's body.

Consciousness gradually sank into the deepest depths of silence, and he curled up quietly here, almost forgetting time and his own existence.

Gradually, small air currents began to surge around the body.

I could faintly hear the slow murmuring of the stream.

Slowly, the streams converge into rivers, which rush into the sea, and the sea gathers in one place, revealing the black earth that bulges within.

He hugged his knees, lowered his eyes, and stared quietly at the qiē in front of him, born step by step from the darkness of nothingness.

At the bottom of Gujing Wubo's heart, he inexplicably felt the subtle joy coming from this dark world.

His ears seemed to hear the call from the earth, and his mind moved, and he stood up and slowly walked from the air to the earth.

Walking barefoot on the fertile land that had receded from the moisture and had become dry, the joy of clearer was immediately transmitted to my mind from the skin of the earth.

Standing on the vast land, he looked around with satisfaction at this world that was no longer only nothing, and a kind of pride that spontaneously arose that made him indulge in this new world.

He has trodden every inch of the world with his feet, his fingers across every river of the earth's blood, the wind on the surface of the sea, and the darkest depths of the sea with ease.

The world in the darkness was so beautiful, and he lowered his head to listen to the dreamy whispers of the earth, and indulged in the murmur of the waves in the wind.

When he raised his eyes to look overhead, he was suddenly pulled back into the original half-asleep sleep by the empty and boundless darkness.

The joy in his chest slowly subsided, and he looked thoughtfully at the world wrapped in darkness, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes—

Inexplicably, he felt that the world didn't seem to be like this.

There shouldn't be just one color.

It shouldn't be so quiet.

Don't—

There is only darkness.

In his mind, such a vague and hazy thought flashed.

In the next second, a grand light that gently tore apart the darkness of the whole world, with a sense of absolute existence that he could not ignore at all, suddenly bloomed in front of his eyes.

His eyes fell into darkness for a short time because of the sudden dazzling light, and when he gradually adjusted to the light and couldn't help but look into the huge ball of light, his mind went blank for a moment—

The long hair that flowed like water was a bright color similar to the light cluster, but it had faded to the harsh gold, but it was the purest silver that he loved even more, and the silver-white owner was now curling up in the light of the shining veins with his hands in a posture very similar to his before, holding his bare knees with both hands.

There was a rare trace of curiosity in his heart, and he couldn't help but reach out his hand, wanting to touch the light he had never seen before.

Completely different from the dark and icy melting warmth, it quickly spread from the place where the fingertips touched.

Eventually, his whole body was immersed in the radiance that warmed his soul, and he almost wanted to moan with pleasure and contentment.

But the palm of his hand was in a trance, and he sensed a trace of softness.

When he barely came back to his senses and looked into the light cluster again, he was suddenly robbed of all his mind by a pair of emerald eyes that were full of infinite vitality, as if he had shuttled between the past and the future, and made the whole world come alive.

The darkness grew like a tide, drowning the qiē in front of him.

He struggled to keep his eyes open and tightened his palms sharply, trying to hold something.

His body suddenly became heavy, as if he had fallen to the bottom of a deep lake, but his body seemed to be wrapped in something warm, making him feel safe like never before.

At the bottom of the Demon Realm Passage, a ball of glowing light fell lightly from the endless darkness.

In the center of the light, two looming silver figures hugged intimately.

I don't know how long it took, but Fei Yaran vaguely felt an unbearable itch on his face.

When he opened his eyes with a slight frown, the moonlight with eight fluffy pure white tails was swaying, stepping on his chest, looking around curiously.