This was the second time Grazt had entered the Emerald Grove, and the Demon Lord had hidden the filthy nature under a gorgeous appearance, holding his wife in his arms, and staring ahead—the planks of the cabin certainly could not block the view of the Demon King, and the emerald jewel-like island had rapidly expanded from a small dot on the far side of the sky to a thick line of dark green. Once within the reach of the maze, the hurricane and cháo water around the three-masted ship they were on were sometimes low and sometimes furious, as if they themselves could not figure out whether the ship should be allowed to enter the Emerald Forest Island, and finally, it was as if the evil fetus in Lucie's womb had become the last weight to be put on the scales, and the great waves that almost obscured the dark purple sky rose high, although its essence was still soft water, but even if the steel hit it, it might break— but under Grazt's gaze, the ordinary, just richly decorated ships underwent a terrible change in the blink of an eye, like demon-possessed humans—and every yīn shadow climbed out of the half-rotting wreckage, moaning, wailing, clinging to the deck at the behest of the sovereign. On the mast or on the side of the ship, the razor vine cultivated by Grazt's adopted son, all things, crawled out of these poor bodies, and firmly embedded them in the planks, the bow of the three-masted ship was originally a female xìng mermaid with outstretched arms, but under the catalysis of Grazt, three hands stretched out from each of her eyes, holding sharp broken leg bones in her hands, and her tail lost its brilliant color, but gained life— It stretched out like a long, never-ending serpent around the bow of the ship, and at last nine heads grew from the tail end, and they spat venom into the waves brought by the Lock, and as soon as they touched the water, the venom turned into mist, which merged into the water, and all life in the water, big and small, died.

At last, the monstrous waves seemed to be weighed heavy and sluggish by the boundless death, and Grazt stood up, spread his arms, and screamed.

The sea shook, first the water became dirty, then chaos and hot steam, and from above, the tumbling white line was like a noose set on the island of the Emerald Grove— Thousands of feet deep in the water, crimson fissures stretch in all directions like countless colorful sea serpents, lava from the bottomless abyss, ghosts wail on the congealed stones, or cry on the rushing lava rivers, they frolic among the fish cooked in the hot sea water until only the bones remain, and taste the joy of death to the fullest.

The bow of the ship wailed as if it were alive, and the Locks roared angrily, and the three-masted ship crashed into the waves and shattered in an instant, throwing wood, nails, and human bones into the air, and then being slapped higher by the furious waves.

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Unlike Lucie, who was in grief and freed from the invisible shackles, the jīng spirits, especially the elderly, smelled something unusual from Amman's death, not only did they not leave the island, but they even re-strengthened and stabilized the island's mystery, but unlike what they expected, the whole island was like a human being plagued by a disease, and no matter how much clothing they wrapped, they could not hide the rancid smell emanating from the inside of their bodies。

Patches of turquoise trees died, broken, collapsed, shriveled, decayed, and mutated, and deep jungles grew unnoticeable dead swamps, birds and flying squirrels opened their red eyes in the dark night, and the gray miasma often came in the early hours of the morning and left before dawn, leaving behind a lifeless body—the jīng spirits became irritable, irritable, and aggressive, and they often felt hungry—from the moment the first young jīng spirit bit off the neck of the bird that attacked him and suck blood, Nearly two-thirds of the jīng spirits on the island of Lynn have become beast-like, and it seems that fresh flesh and blood are only a matter of overnight.

Except for Amman and Eloch, the eldest of the Eya Jīng Spirits walked on the gray-green shallows outside the dense forest, leaving his deep footprints in the sand, patrolling was originally the task of the young Jīng Spirits, but when they were no longer able to control themselves, the children were half-imprisoned in their rooms by the Awake Jīng Spirits, and Rì Chang's work was taken over by the latter.

His stomach was like a fire, and no amount of fruit and young leaves could satisfy his hunger, and he looked at the sea, hoping that the vast sea would calm his mind, but when he saw a soft arch of the water, he thought of the big fish that he had touched when he used to swim in the water, and under their smooth skin was the red blood of a human, and the white and flexible flesh, and he did not notice that he was heading there.

The elder Eya jīng Ling also suddenly realized his mistake when his boots were soaked in the seawater, and when he retreated, he saw black hair floating in the sea like seaweed, and then a long, slowly rising figure from the seawater, Eya Jīng Ling drew his double knife when he saw the pair of eyes that were the same as the long hair, and the other party was obviously a human, or a half-jīng spirit, whichever it was, and how did it pass through the maze...... and Lucieu, who returned here with Lucieu, who was heading to the continent to the south, would not be allowed to set foot on Lynn Island again.

Grazt just glanced at the other and muttered a piercing dark word, and the spirit of Eya fell down, and his flesh and blood were immediately corrupted into mud and carried away by the sea, and his bones were scattered in the gravel of Bisè, and as Grazt passed by, the scorching wind swept over them, turning them into ashes.

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When Lucia woke up from her slumber, she saw two crisscrossed stars, the one that mortals could see and the magic galaxy that only those with the talent for spellcasting could see, and for some reason, perhaps because of exhaustion and panic, every star she saw shimmered with an ominous blood-red sè. She hastily turned her gaze to her side, finally reassuring when she saw the black-haired Dragonborn, and then she realized that she had returned to the familiar courtyard...... It wasn't all that familiar, everything seemed to be covered in a gray-black mist, interspersed with bloody vines and skull-like fruits.

She gasped, and when her lover picked her up empathetically, she saw the body.

Every face was familiar to her, her elders, peers, and the cubs that the jīng spirits valued the most, what a ridiculous nightmare, Lucieu thought in her heart, but her chest was like a suffocating pain crushed by a peak of arrows, she wanted to scream, but the sudden sharp pain in her abdomen strangled this miserable cry in her throat, Grazter lowered her head and gently pressed her lips to her earlobe: "Our child is about to be born," he said happily My love, do you like the surprise gift I have prepared for you?"

Lucieu wanted to cry out, but Grazter raised his arms and kissed her, tearing and swallowing her tongue at the end, blood pouring out, and the demon lord drank his favorite wine from this warm cup—a mixture of tears of remorse, blood of rage, and hateful gazes, and sweet and spicy.

The corpses of the Eya jīng spirits were neatly arranged on the side of the road, their bodies were almost all mutilated, the vicious little demons playfully installed their arms on their legs, their heads hung from their waists, and their hearts piled up in their necks, and Grazt deliberately let the ghosts hover around them, and the fire of negative energy strangely lit up every painful face instead of starlight and moonlight, and he walked very slowly, so that Lucieu could see the fear, resentment and confusion remaining in every pair of turquoise eyes.

The last thing Lucieu saw was Eloch, the elder who had been loved and relied on by Lucière, who had no obvious scars and mutilations on his body, but the thick aura of death that lingered on his body filled his body with an inorganic texture similar to that of a statue, and his bones looked more like a piece of clothing that had been taken off than the remains of other jīng spirits.

The Fountain of Life had drawn the blood of Amman, and now, more of the blood of the spirit of Eya Jīng seeped into it, and although it was still so clear and flawless to mortals, it was like a microcosm of the endless abyss in Grazt's eyes - there are many people who misunderstand the bottomless abyss as a stinking swamp, but in fact this assumption is completely wrong, precisely because it is a bastard And the extreme of darkness, in the eyes of those who do not have great power, it is purer than the brightest mirror, unless you fall to the bottom, into those soul maggots, you will never understand where it really is.

Lucieu was ** into the fountain of life, the amniotic fluid representing the newborn and the dirty blood representing death flowed into the shallow pool at the same time, Grazter stayed by his side, staring with fascination at the sharpness that protruded from the thin layer of skin, maybe the claws, maybe the beak, it was not that there were no demons encroaching on the jīng spirit before, but the life they could conceive was too fragile, so fragile that they either died in the mother's belly, or they were so weak that they could only become food. But Grazter was confident that his child would be a rather sè half-demon, at least no worse than Ferrekhill.

"Come out, my child. He said softly.

To Grazt's disappointment, his child did not tear his mother's belly as he had hoped, and he slipped out of Lucieu's body with the distinctive characteristics of a jīng spirit.

Grazter didn't pay attention to the overly quiet baby, from this point of view, he is very much like a demon child, after all, every demon baby knows not to cry, and the crying and screaming of a human child will bring the comfort of the mother and **, the demon...... Their mother will devour them before their cries attract greedy eyes. The Demon Lord lowered his head and looked at the jīng spirit who was dying from childbirth, blood loss and panic, he opened his mouth, his slender and curled tongue turned like a living snake, and the corrosive saliva slid across Lucie's face, leaving deep scorch marks on her cheeks, just as the tip of his tongue was about to touch Jīng's cold skin, Grazt suddenly struck, his teeth closed, and his broken tongue fell on Lucie's throat, turning into a black poisonous snake, and biting Lucie's throat at once。

The mottled black sè streaks suddenly stretched out from Lucieu's throat in all directions, Grazt muttered, leaving his original position before the fountain of life swirled again, of course, he had not forgotten his son, well, he had seen it, it was a boy, he was clutching the baby like a weak prey, winking excitedly while cautiously watching the change of yīn's shadow, the tainted divine blood, that is, the fountain of life, turned wildly The center point of the whirlpool gradually changed from a dark sè to a translucent red sè, and a dark red dot slowly emerged from the deepest depths。

Ariman, the beginning of the bastard, the origin of the demon.

Grazter had almost forgotten the loss of his rightful Jǐng Ti as a demon-like demon, and he trembled and shook his body uncontrollably, he would be the only witness to Ahriman when he returned to this plane—he thought, but in the next moment, the invisible Jǐng Zhao forced him to look up, and he saw the magic galaxy, and a little emerald light flickering in the boundless darkness.

"Oh no. Grazter said.

Then he threw himself into the air above the sea without looking back, and before he could touch the surface, he turned into an ugly and huge sawtooth shark, and he quickly swallowed the baby that had sunk into the water, and then fled, swinging his tail, as fast as the fish could achieve.

The light of the emerald sè first flickered slightly, and then the people who inadvertently gazed in the direction of the forest island saw a thunderbolt that ran through the heaven and earth, like a shining arrow hitting the dark and heavy sea, and when the trees were burning, they knew that it was the thunder and lightning that hit the emerald forest island, and for some reason, the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and the smoke that reached the clouds could be seen even in the middle of the night because of the sparks, and the people gathered together, sighing and shouting in amazement, but no one knew that this was the beginning of another battle of the gods。

Grazter could barely remember if he had fled in such a frenzy, he could feel the terrifying gaze sweeping across the sea, but he was surrounded by fish fleeing in panic, covering almost the entire bottom of the sea, it was a gamble - the god of life, Angelis, had just lifted the fog that clouded his perception, and he didn't know the details of it, he didn't know that a demon lord had been hired by the snake of the bastard Ahriman to be the presiding officer of this yīn conspiracy and sacrifice.

He won.