In the year 21314 of the Taiyi calendar, under the leadership of the general Zhong Ziyou, the human expeditionary army swore in the Jiesheng Mountain and went on an expedition to the original demon world. Since then, this strong force that can fight has disappeared in the history of the Human Dragon Continent.

No one knows that the expeditionary army once went down the White River, causing the demons to flee when they heard the wind, and destroyed countless demon kingdoms; no one knows that the expeditionary army once captured the disgraced capital of the demon clan's lair and used the holy grail as a night pot; no one knows that the expeditionary army has fought bloodily in the original demon realm for more than 30,000 years, and countless warriors are attached to their homeland, but they are buried in a foreign land; no one knows that now the demon clan has become stronger and stronger, but the descendants of the expeditionary army 600,000 boatmen are still stationed in the Qianyun Mountain on the bank of the White River.

- "The Book of Worlds: A Strange Invasion"

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On a barren hill in the Pearl Mountain of the Tenth Demon Domain, an old man and a young man stood opposite each other. The old man was a demon who held the edict of the Demon Emperor in his hand, and the young man standing opposite him was a boat man, and he sneered at the golden edict of the Demon Emperor.

"Are you the missionary who came to issue the Athenian Decree again?" the boat man sneered, "You are the nineteenth fool who dares to preach to me! What you Demon Emperors and Demon Kings say has nothing to do with me, it is your own demon clan's business." Look at the strings of ears that are attached to the hilt of my iron sword, which once grew on the head of a missionary's wooden fish. If you don't want to keep your ears as well, get out of here!"

The old man of the demon clan ignored the string of bloody ears and said quietly: "Young man, you are too reckless, this is not good. You have so cruelly hurt the followers of the Holy Spirit, what a sin you have done!"

The boatman boy sneered: "Evil? Hmph, that's their own humiliation! Your Demon Court is also too self-righteous, and you want to persuade me to convert with a piece of broken paper, do you think I'm a fool? When did we Zhouren also become the target of the Demon Court? I said it all, I was born as a boat person, and I am also a boat person when I die, and even if I leave my hometown, I will never take refuge in the demon clan. I said it very clearly, but those guys always like to be long-winded and entangled, and if they don't give them some power, they probably think that my iron sword is vegetarian!"

"I'm not like them. The Demon Elder shook his head and smiled, "My name is Rabbi, and I am a Night Clan. Although we Night Clans believe in the Holy Spirit, we and their Holy See do our own thing. I'm not here to issue a pardon, I've just heard of a young boatman wandering here, so I've come to persuade you that you will join us in the Night. ”

"Oh, joining the NightClan, sounds good. The boatman boy asked in a mocking tone, "You want me to join the Night Clan, what benefits do you intend to give me?"

The Night Clan Elder Rabbi smiled and said, "The benefits are naturally there. But to join our Night Clan, you must complete three trials. First, you have to pay 500,000 gold to the nearby NightClan tribe to prove your wealth, second, you have to do something good for the NightClan to gain the approval of the Presbyterian Church to prove your sincerity, and finally, you must marry a NightClan girl as a wife and protect her for eternity. You have completed these three trials before we of the Night Clan can accept you. ”

The boatman boy was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then laughed heartily: "Haha, the entire demon world knows that you Night Clan are the thickest-skinned, and you really live up to your reputation! You persuaded me to join the Night Clan, and you actually want me to give you 500,000 yuan for nothing? Just rely on my own ability, if I take refuge in any demon country, they will give me at least 500,000, and I have to give a few more beauties for me to send." Even so, I can't see it. You night clan are like rats crossing the street, destroying the country for more than 10,000 years, and now you don't even have a piece of land to stand on, so you still dare to ask for a price?"

Rabbi the Night Clan Elder did not feel the slightest annoyance when he heard the sarcasm of the boatman boy, but said calmly, "My child, it is very wise that you did not take refuge in those who have won over your kingdom. They give you benefits just so that you can work for them and defend them against the menacing spirits. They will never really accept you, no matter how prominent you are at a moment, and once you lose your usefulness, they will abandon you, find a sin to add to your desires, hang you, or burn you to death. ”

The rabbi's words are not false, at this time, the protracted war between the demons and the demons has been going on for nearly a thousand years, although the demons are fierce and aggressive, their opponents are also known for their bravery.

Every war between the demons and the demons is heroic, and the outcome of the war is quite consistent. The demons are either defeated, or defeated, or defeated, or defeated, or lost, in short, they will be defeated in every battle.

After a series of defeats, the demons lost many territories one after another, and the power of the demons became stronger and stronger. The pattern of confrontation between the demons and the demons in the original demon realm is gradually collapsing, and the scale of victory and defeat has accelerated to the side of the demon spirit.

In order to reverse the defeat, the Demon Emperor Tucker Aberon and the thirteen Demon Kings gathered in the Demon Capital Elegant City and jointly issued the "Elegant Amnesty Decree" aimed at attracting other races in the Demon Realm to resist the invasion of demons. But at this time, the demon race has been defeated, and which race is willing to jump out and tie it to their chariot?

The boat man boy listened to the words of the Night Clan elder Rabi, and said coldly: "You are quite truthful, we boat people are all warriors who are good at fighting. They want to use me, and you night clans recruit me, aren't they trying to use me?"

Rabbi Zhengse, the elder of the Night Clan, said, "We Night Clan are different from them. A drop of sewage can stain a pond black, but a drop of clean water cannot clear a polluted pond. Therefore, the Night Clan never accepts foreigners easily, and the women of our clan never intermarry with foreigners easily. Only if you are good enough, we will accept you. Once we accept you, we will truly treat you as our own. ”

The boatman boy raised his head and said: "I don't need you to treat me as your own, I have a very nourishing life in this pearl mountain, there is a mountain spring to drink when I am thirsty, I have game to eat when I am hungry, I might as well rob the house when I am idle, and when I am bored, I can go down the mountain and grab a few little beauties to wander in love." I'm going to live a good life at ease, but I'm going to work for you Night Clan, don't I lack the heart? Tell me, why should I join your Night Clan?"

The elder rabbi said, "My child, you know in your heart. Sleeping in the open air, drinking blood, is not comfortable. Accompanied by the breeze, don't you feel lonely when you drink alone with the shadow? Where can the joy of twisting into a twist compare to the gentle lingering of two hearts? Are you willing to die in obscurity in the mountains and forests? You long for honor and praise, for flowers and applause, for the warm embrace and adoring gaze of the Iraqi people. These desires are not imposed on you by anyone, they are the voice of your heart. Come to our Night Clan, and you will surely become a hero of our clan. ”

The boatman boy listened to the words of the Night Clan elder Rabi, and was speechless for a while, so he had to shrug his shoulders stupidly.

Seeing this, the Night Clan elder knew that his words had impressed the young man opposite, so he smiled calmly, bent down and placed the Demon Emperor's edict, a letter of introduction, and a map on the stone face at the top of the cliff, and then turned into a pitch-black crow and flew away.

Looking at the crows in the distance, the boatman exhaled with relief, and he sat down in front of the Demon Emperor's edict, grabbing his unkempt hair and contemplating it.

His name is Wu Enqi, and he was originally a young talent from the Kaiyang family of Qiyun Mountain. But for some unspeakable reason, he was exiled by his family and left alone to wander outside.

If there is no "Elegant Amnesty Decree", as a heretic wanted by the demons, he will not be tied to the stake and burned to death, and he can die in the mountains and forests, which is the best ending for Wuenqi. However, the invasion of demons is coming, and the wheels of war have pushed the opportunity to change his fate in front of him, and the golden "Elegant Pardon" is his passport to freedom in the demon world.

Unqi thought that the situation was already like this, and it seemed too cowardly to continue to hide in the desolate Pearl Mountain. In fact, he doesn't have to take refuge in the Night Clan, just go out and have a good time, and with his Wen Taowu strategy, he will definitely make a difference.

With his mind set up, Unqi's heart could not help but rise with a kind of excitement that the world was vast and vast, and he could not help but feel the excitement of walking alone with his sword, and he impatiently collected the "Elegant Amnesty Decree", the letter of introduction and the map left to him by the rabbi, tied his ancestral spirit mirror, put his eight-sided iron sword on his back, and sounded his siren.

Qingyue's flute resounded through the sky, and a flying boat with a white body, no more than two feet wide, but a foot long, descended from the misty sky, fluttered and hovered in front of Wu Enqi. The flying boat of the boat people is carved and chiseled by the whole Jingyuan shark bone, because the speed is extremely fast, there is no trace, so it is also called the uncertain flying boat.

For more than 10,000 years, the Amorphous Flying Boat has always been the fastest ship in the original Demon Realm, and it is precisely because of the fast and incoherent Amorphous Flying Boat that the descendants of the human expeditionary army who are deeply trapped in the Demon Realm have a foothold, and they are called Boat People in awe by the demons and demons.

Wu Enqi jumped on the amorphous flying boat, the transverse flute solo, accompanied by the melodious flute, the narrow indefinite flying boat stretched out a pair of strong bone wings, like an arrow from the string, carrying the ambitious boatman boy straight up, leaving only the empty Cangshan still standing silently under the gray sky.

But there is one thing that has not changed throughout the ages. No matter how high a man's dream flies, it will one day be turned to dust, but the wordless Cangshan has always stood proudly.