Amid a mountain of tsunami cheers, a tall man slowly sat down on a magnificent throne behind him, made of steel and mythril, and set by hundreds of gigantic gems by countless of the world's finest craftsmen, all from the world's conquered worlds. With each conquest of a world, this cruel man would take the crown of the original ruler, and the jewels on it would become the belongings of the Demon King, set on the massive throne.

"The man is so tall and tall, even between such magnificent thrones he seems narrow when he stands up, his voice is so loud and infectious, it will make people fall for it even without the use of enchanting magic, his every move is full of the air of a king, and there are countless vassal states throughout the empire who bow down to the great king just by seeing him."

——— excerpt from The Legend of the Emperor of the Eternal Night (Version 2.0)

"What the hell is this——!"

At this time, the man sitting on the throne pretended to be indifferent and listened to the clerk read the book he had just reviewed, while complaining frantically in his heart

"I can't charm magic, and I can't let others surrender after having dinner with me, Demon King, your uncle, you cheat me!"

Of course, it can't be shown on the surface, and the "Demon King" at this time is really grateful to his full-cover helmet, which at least makes the subordinates who are watching him listen to the recitation not see his embarrassed expression and sweaty face. Try to calm yourself down and ignore the clerk's chattering recitation. Slowly close your eyes and try to sort out the mess from five hours ago to the present in a rational way.

First of all, it is not the Demon King on the throne now, but the brave man who fought the Demon King in a decisive battle between the thrones five hours ago. And this brave man is even an impostor, he is just an ordinary programmer who works 996 overtime to the point of sudden death, or a programmer who died violently because he worked late at night and stayed up late to make up for it. Well... It seems to be a bit messy.

So let's start from the beginning.,First of all, programmer Liu Xinming,Hereinafter referred to as Xiao Ming,It's a poor social animal.,The only hobby is to go home from work every day to play games.,See what's new.。 Just five days before his death, he had been staying up late at the company and working overtime, missing his favorite Yuriban, and the new game he had just bought and not played. So, at half past three in the middle of the night on the sixth day, someone in the city where he worked had just fallen asleep and someone had already gotten up, and he couldn't wake up because of a myocardial infarction just a minute after he decided to sleep.

At the same time, a certain battle of ghosts and gods was taking place in a certain part of the multiverse, including the earth universe where he was located.

"Facing the brave man who has gone through countless tragic battles and stepped on the mountain of demon corpses to finally kill into the demon king's palace, the demon king sneered and picked up the long sword stained with the blood of the former brave next to the throne, and started a decisive battle with the young but powerful warrior with firm eyes..."

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

Frowning, Xiao Ming, a classmate on the throne, had finally sorted out his thoughts that were messed up by this unreliable text, and he subconsciously waved his hand to dispel these strange pictures in his brain according to the content made up by the clerk.

The Demon King's seemingly unpleasant actions caused fear among the entire throne, and an invisible coercion came, and everyone who was already close to the strongest in the world instantly fell completely silent, waiting for the Demon King's [Eternal Night Emperor] next instruction.

The next instruction does not exist, and now Xiao Ming is trying to recall the second life of the second-class brave man in his body.

Brave is his title and his name. As an orphan raised by the church, he lived up to expectations—there was nothing remarkable about him. There's no such thing as a ghostly innate god or eagle-like vision, but it can sleep like a koala. From a snack that is not enough to do anything, he has no ability in his twenties, and after being caught stealing the priest's wine, he was kicked out of the house by the priest who couldn't bear it, and just like that, he took the priest's wallet. After wandering for a while, he finally relied on serving as an attendant for the knights, helping to make a living with some groceries.

This time was the same, he had the honor of being an entourage for a powerful adventuring team, responsible for keeping vigil and guarding the armor, but when he accompanied the adventurers into the underground palace that looked very magnificent but was only considered an ancient relic by the captain of the team, he and the whole team were easily killed by the guards guarding the palace, and the corpses were thrown into the endless void outside the palace one by one.

When the guards were about to throw him down, poor Xiao Ming's unwilling soul successfully burrowed into this body with the same physical qualities as his sedentary body.

Seeing the corpse in his hand suddenly jump up, the magic energy guards who were simple in thinking and acting in a single thread were a little flustered, but when several guards hurriedly reported to the chief manager, a strange magic circle that only belonged to the demon king appeared on the ground, and then the "corpse" disappeared.

On the throne five hours ago, sat the true Demon King—the long-lived, powerful, merciful, cruel king, the Emperor of the Eternal Night. He's lived so long, so old that he doesn't even have a name.

The Demon King is tired, old, and angry, he has killed tens of thousands of adventurers, each of them wants to kill him, and return a peace of mind to the human world, but no one knows that this so-called peace of mind is what they have hated since childhood, the abusive "Demon King" brought to them, the Demon King conquered countless planes, defeated the cruel tyrant, the terrible monster, the giant predator like the planet, the battle was too cruel. In a brutal battle against the Savage Demons that I don't know how long ago, the Demon King Army, which was still known as the Salvation Army at the time, fought with countless demons, everyone was stained with the blood of the demons, and the Demon King himself killed the incomparably powerful Demon Prince with a long sword, and his resolute face was dyed red with demon blood.

The demonic blood brought a deep curse, everything changed, and the entire Salvation Army began a long but unstoppable mutation, and they began to become ugly and evil. The good ones begin to carry toxins or flames on their bodies, and the land they walk through is barren and the creatures wither, and the ordinary humans they come into contact with will soon die. I don't know how many years have passed, the Salvation Army has disappeared, and a demon army that everyone shouts and beats was born. The Demon King and his former soldiers built this underground fortress, and in order not to hurt the people who had protected him for most of his life, the Demon King regarded this place as his last grave.

The Demon King, who was quietly waiting for death, was angered about ten years before the arrival of this group of brave men, an earthquake shook the soil layer on the ground of the Demon King City, and when the Demon King didn't react, a large group of adventurers began to explore this unexpected "ancient ruins".

The demonized guards outside the Demon King City were only driving them away at first, but on the contrary, the news spread more and more widely, and it became more and more outrageous. There are more and more adventurers here, and then the demon king is angry, he keeps killing adventurers, but it seems that there are more and more adventurers, getting stronger and stronger, and finally after 3000 days and nights of continuous fighting, the demon king who has been fighting for half his life is tired, and he decides to find a brave man to kill himself.

Lying on the floor, after listening to the rich baritone of the demon king and telling his story half-incomprehensibly, Xiao Ming, who had just died and came back to life, probably thought about it for a while

Reflections————

Reflections————

"Ding ——!"

As if a light bulb was actually lit, he reacted to a huge problem.

Some of the fat bodies almost jumped to their feet, and their small eyes stared at the tall man on the throne in a daze.

"You.. Well, I'll call you the Demon King, I have a question. ”

The brave man he had chosen to kill himself seemed to have come as a surprise to the Demon King, and he had seen countless brave men, and there were their screams, curses, pleadings, and questions between the thrones, but it was indeed the first one to ask questions so seriously.

There was a dull sound from the tight helmet, as if a hint of laughter emanated.

Then the voice that had just told the story responded

"Interesting, let's talk about it."

"Lord Demon King, do you think that all these sacrifices will not occur when you die?"

Silence lingered on the throne for a few seconds, and then the large barbed helmet nodded slightly.

As in every argument with a client, Xiao Ming showed a victorious smile and pursued the victory.

"Have you ever thought that your own sacrifice is not necessary, my 'evil' Demon King? After all these years, do you really need such a stupid solution to the problem? And, according to what you said, it's a hassle to maintain this world. What if you suddenly died on your own? Lord Demon King, should I say that you are worthy of being the Demon King, with the world you have worked so hard to maintain and billions of people to be buried together!"

Bowed exaggeratedly, with a playful smile on his face, the brave man took advantage of the victory to pursue, "Congratulations, in the last part of your life, you finally got your wish and lived up to expectations to become the demon king who destroyed the world!" At that time, this confident speech made Xiao Ming, who is now on the throne, eager to give himself ninety-nine eighty-one big ear scrapers.

The silence continued, for a minute, for two minutes, and I don't know how long later, when the brave man's legs began to tremble.

"Hah. Ha. Hahahahahahahaha ”

Hearty laughter shook the entire hall, so frightened that Xiao Ming almost sat on the floor at once.

The demon king stood up slowly, and the figure that was taller than the two ordinary people walked over like a helpless brave man on the ground, grabbed him in his hand, and got closer to find that the blue and clear eyes in the full-hood helmet were burning with anger at this time - if it weren't for the helmet blocking it, it would probably have burned Xiao Ming's eyebrows, what, burning anger is just an exaggeration? Just kidding, except for the mentally handicapped "The Legend of the Emperor of the Eternal Night" written by those mentally handicapped historians below, everything about the demon king is a realistic description!

At this time, Xiao Ming probably knew that he was unable to escape death, and he tried his best to quibble so as not to be killed by the demon king who was bent on death, but he still couldn't avoid the ending of dying twice, and the next time he decided to write a cross talk script called "I want to cross".

As he closed his eyes and waited for death, the Demon King was the first to speak

"Since you think everything I've done is so stupid, then come on. Demon King, you can do it! ”