"The Great Eternal Night has the most powerful and ornate ornament in the world, the Ring of Eternal Calamity, a terrifying power that allows him to travel silently through time and space, and to banish abominable invaders directly into the Endless Void, and the ring is always worn on the noble left index finger as an ultimatum to every coward who dares to invade the royal city."

- From The Legend of the Emperor of the Eternal Night (Version 2.0)

Now the Demon King was facing a huge problem, half of his very important dream was broken, and under the double blow of sleepiness and heavy worries, he left the throne straight away, looking for a place where he could sleep peacefully in the entire underground fortress.

Under the "gaze" of the two faceless people at the door, the heavy stone door was pushed open, and the unusually tall figure of the Demon King dragged a heavy, slow and majestic step from inside (from Sir Raven who passed by the soy sauce), and slowly walked towards the direction of the teleportation array.

Pushing open the door, the current demon king, who had never seen much of the world before his death, was instantly shocked by the magnificence and width of the corridor outside the door, the ten-meter-high ceiling had a huge chandelier supplied by arcane energy every five meters, and in front of the door of the throne room was a brilliant glittering fountain, and above the fountain was a figure made entirely of gold, and when he got closer, he found that it was the young man he had "possessed" in his dream just now.

There is no fork in the road on both sides, behind the fountain is a teleportation array that flashes with a faint green light, and the entire class seems to exist for the throne, and today, the person in charge of guarding this underground fortress [Eternal Night Royal Court] The fifth level [King's Place] is the six-armed skeleton warrior who was particularly conspicuous among the "people" group yesterday, and even with such a high ceiling, he could almost only bend over and walk.

The confused Demon King and the skeleton who knelt down on one knee the moment he saw him go out looked at each other, looking at the faint flickering blue fire in the skull, some memories in the Demon King's body that could not be hidden even if the soul was exchanged rushed out of the blockade area of memory, and a sense of intimacy that seemed to be buried in his genes made him unable to move a single step as he watched his former general.

After a long time, Xiao Ming, who finally got rid of the weird "mourning" emotion, regained control of his body, and after a second of thinking about it, he determined that there was this bone frame dangling back and forth here, and he definitely couldn't rest well, and the demon king silently crossed out this layer in his brain.

Mustering up courage, he stepped into the glimmering portal.

The fourth layer of the Eternal Night Royal Court [Endless Flower Sea] A sea of flowers like a name, boundless, covering the entire fourth layer, in the middle of a dilapidated and defective ancient altar, a petite figure leaning on a huge, half-scorched staff seems to fall into a deep sleep, a huge ball of light on the roof of the shed that is taller than the fifth layer provides sufficient energy for the flowers, and the psionic structures composed entirely of elements look like funny colored funnels, clumsily but diligently taking care of the flowers, Except for a small part of irrigation, most of it is feeding flowers.

After seeing dozens of flowers revealing the big mouth like a schistosoma in the stamens and instantly turning a reindeer into white bones, the layer of the small book in the demon king's heart was also crossed out, tiptoeing, without waking up the guardian, the demon king stepped on the same faint teleportation array in the middle of the altar.

On the third floor of the Eternal Night Royal Court [Eternal Peak], the hard labor robots all over the metal class come and go, the huge furnace like a mountain is constantly tilting towards the mold and spilling hot molten iron, the sound of dwarves striking iron, the roar of drunkenness, the roar of the labor robots loading and unloading metal... The noisy mix of everything is a real "death heavy metal" that is unique to this class. Before being dragged onto the drinking table by the over-drinking Chaos Dwarves, the Demon King left the hell that tormented his eardrums and vowed never to return to this terrible place until he ran away.

Only two floors above the ground, the Demon King began to believe more and more that he couldn't find a good place to rest as a pure-blooded human here. The good news is that after passing through so many levels, no one has come to ask him, and no one has insisted on following him, which means that our great Demon King is about to successfully carry out his great escape plan the day after he arrives in this demon cave!

At least the good news was true before he stepped onto the apparently wrong sparkling arcing teleportation array.

Before being teleported, the last thing the Demon King saw was a barbed wire fence that was supposed to surround the teleportation array that was cut by someone who didn't know who had cut it, and a piece that read "Goblin Technology, Shocking!" "The graffiti...

The goblins who made this teleportation array should have a celebration to celebrate the successful banishment of a demon king by their unreliable products that have been ridiculed, although it is said that the new official is familiar with the work of his own demon king.

The portal brought up a circle of ripples of time and space, which was completely different from the previous layers of white light flashing class transformation, in the broken time and space, the demon king felt like a sponge, after being kneaded into any shape, he was doing irregular Brownian motion in the entire wormhole, one circle or two circles, God knows how long later, the fragile soul under the demon king's strong body fell into a self-protective coma........

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The western part of the kingdom of Rhodoc has always been a blatant "garbage heap" for everyone. Stowaways with no identity, wanted criminals with nowhere to hide on wanted warrants, aristocrats who plotted to betray the country and were exposed and ran away overnight, homeless people who failed in business and their wives scattered and borrowed tens of millions of debts, and vagrants who had no stable income and could only take risks because of various reasons that were not accepted by the big cities, here are the names given to this ancient city by these marginal people of "ruins".

There are no rules in the ruins, strength is everything, here guns, knives, scarce medicines and even slaves of various races, forbidden spell scrolls that allow ordinary people to use the five rings of spells, etc., can be bought directly, in short, as long as there is money here, everything is easy to say. Of course, you also have to be strong enough to keep everything, "winner takes all", this is the only law in the ruins.

The kingdom of Rhodok has long been engaged in a tug-of-war with the free city-state of Tarrak, and has no control over the remote western deserts. As a result, this is a true kingdom of freedom, the ruins are huge, and every oasis in the desert is firmly controlled by a war boss, each of whom is a real strongman, with gunpowder and sharp blades to stand out from all the bastards.

The eastern ruins, the immortal city is still lifeless today, as the territory of the war leader [Immortal Old Joe], the eastern ruins monopolize the sale of guns and explosives in the entire ruins, and there are 250,000 marginal vagrants gathered here, most of whom work for Old Joe's bullet farm to produce bullets for a bite to eat, and a small number of people who are unwilling to make these murder weapons or are unwilling to surrender have become scavengers and thieves.

Today, the scavenger group [Jack's Family] has made a big gain, and the elderly head of the house and leader of the scavenging group, Jack Baker, has picked up a large pile of "scrap steel" and a dead man caught in the middle of the steel in the desert.

When the Demon King awoke, he found himself lying on a dilapidated wooden bed, covered with some cotton wool that was barely a quilt, and when he got up, the whole wooden bed let out an overwhelmed wail.

The room was so dark and so low and shabby, the only light came from the roof with a large hole in it, and all that was left in the whole room was a European-style bedside table that looked very different from the whole room, and on it were ten rings and a small picture frame necklace that the Demon King had been wearing on his hand.

At this time, the demon king found that he had no armor at this time, looked down, the skin on his body showed a strange black gray, and there was still a shallow mark on the place where he was pierced by the long sword in his memory, reaching out to touch his body, whether it was a finger or the place where it was touched, there was no way to feel a little bit of temperature, although there was still a pulse of the heart beating in his chest, but it was also extremely weak, and from the fragments of the broken mirror on the top of the bedside table, he saw the face of this body for the first time.

What kind of face was that, long dry blonde hair scattered casually over his shoulders like withered hay, blue eyes shining with strange brilliance, a high nose, and a face so white that there was no blood. Everything is completely consistent with Liu Xinming's conjecture, this so-called demon king is the person who is called the prince in his memory, combined with the words of the original demon king before his soul was pulled into this body. A general story is becoming clearer.

Slowly stand up, these old things and your own body problems are actually not the most important thing now. On top of that, before he passed out, he remembered that he had stepped on an inferior teleporter made by a goblin, and then the world spun around and woke up again to this place. And the question is where "this place" is, and whether you have gotten rid of that horrible group of demons and monsters.

I don't know if it's out of the psychology of picking the door or what.,Carefully put the rings and necklaces on the bedside table into the shabby and obviously too small clothes on the body.,It's still a sturdy close-fitting pocket.。 Pushing open the door of the house, which was about to fall, he bent down and barely managed to get out of the small, dilapidated dwelling.

Outside, it was already night, a moon hung in the sky, and countless stars dotted the sky like a bright jewel box.

Whether it is in the underground fortress or the big city where he grew up in his life, such starlight has never been seen, looking at the stars in the sky, the Demon King shouted from the bottom of his heart

"Lao Tzu still escaped, hahaha!"