Whether it is China or Japan, it is a densely populated country. The larger the public base, the number of supernatural abilities will not be less.

However, for those sparsely populated countries, the large-scale invasion of the demons has become a catastrophe.

The victims were in constant fear, like rats living in sewers, desperate for a little food that was not enough to satisfy their stomachs.

The cold wind in the forest drifted at his feet, and several thin men with stubble on their faces ran wildly in a panic. There was a faint hint of white on the stained skin, and the dark blue eyes were full of fear.

It was supposed to be a feast, and they found a few bags of dusty flour in the ruins of the city. However, the heavens were not beautiful, and even when they fled from the city, they still alarmed the wandering iron-blooded demons.

A young boy fell to the ground due to physical exhaustion, and the flour in his arms was suddenly spilled all over the ground.

The boy ignored the abrasions on his face, and hurriedly filled the flour back, and the white flour was mixed with a lot of weeds.

The man at the head raised his hand and raised a shotgun and fired a few shots at the forest behind him. Grabbing the boy's arm, he shouted in a panic.

"Don't! Stand up!"

The boy left two lines of tears on his cheeks, and said aggrievedly: "No! The people of the village are still waiting for us to bring back the grain! If you leave the flour here, someone will starve to death tomorrow!"

The leader of this team is a policeman in his thirties, who looks like an old farmer in his forties because of the stains on his face.

"Even if you die here, you still can't bring food back! Listen to me, your mother is still waiting for you at home, you must not die here!"

Perhaps thinking of his haggard mother, the boy gritted his teeth, grabbed two handfuls of flour, stuffed them into his pocket, and raised his feet to pursue the distant procession.

The middle-aged policeman looked at the flour at his feet, then at his companion who had disappeared into the deep forest, and ran in another direction with a gritted silver tooth. As he ran, he shot at the iron-blooded Winged Demon who was running wildly.

"You cannibalistic devils who don't spit out bones!

The young boy caught up with the search team after a while, and the big man in charge of the guard, who did not see the middle-aged policeman, immediately grabbed the boy's collar with his backhand and asked.

"Where's Jace!"

"I don't know! I don't know anything! I just heard a few gunshots!" the boy clutched his pockets with both hands, shaking his head desperately, fearing that the other might snatch the few pieces of flour.

The big man angrily shoved the boy and turned back to shout at the search party.

"Don't even run away!"

"What are you crazy about! if you don't run, those iron-blooded winged demons will catch up!" several men with guns said angrily.

"Jace hasn't come back, are you going to leave her alone in the forest to die?"

"Don't be stupid! Jace is dead! We can't waste the food Jace bought for his life!"

However, at this moment, the ground began to tremble slightly, and an icicle as thick as a hundred meters slowly appeared in the forest in the distance.

The faces of several men with guns immediately changed, and even the big man who shouted to go back to rescue before also had a bitter face. I don't know if they didn't look at the yellow calendar when they went out this time, it was really a disaster.

"Run! The White Grim Reaper is here!"

"It's too late!" said the big man before, pushing the bloodless boy with a face, "Go and inform the people in the village, just say that the White Death is coming, and let them quickly hide in the mountains." ”

The White Grim Reaper is the nickname they gave Bai Wei, and these foreigners can't say that they hate Bai Wei's arrival, let alone like it. Bai Wei is like the spokesman of death, whether it is a demon creature, a high-level mutant beast, or an ordinary person, he is the target of slaughter.

Bai Wei heard a message from the voice of the girl in white, as long as he reached the height of the girl in white, he could have the ability to live and die and have white bones. In order to resurrect his relatives, Bai Wei has betrayed his soul to the demon, or he is now even more terrible than the demon.

Because the strength of human beings is too weak, Bai Wei will not deliberately embarrass human survivors, but he has never refused the souls sent to the door.

Because of Bai Wei, the demons within a radius of hundreds of kilometers were almost slaughtered by him. Without the intrusion of demons, those survivors were able to settle down and set up camp.

In the beginning, some people thought that Bai Wei was the savior sent by God to them. But when the first batch of people who came into contact with Bai Wei turned into ice sculptures, they suddenly realized that this Asian boy with long hair was actually an out-and-out god of death.

Then there were several massacres of the village, so the survivors gradually gathered together and launched a counterattack against Bai Wei. However, none of those people survived, and they all turned into ice sculptures, which stood in the forest for many years.

Over time, a delicate balance developed between these survivors and Bai Wei. Those survivors didn't take the initiative to provoke Bai Wei, and Bai Wei didn't bother to trouble those survivors.

Later, rumors about Bai Wei gradually spread in the village, some people said that he was the spokesman of the god of death, and others said that he was the top powerhouse in Huaxia. Those survivors were more willing to believe the latter than the two rumors.

But another conjecture rises irrepressibly, why don't characters like Bai Wei stay in Huaxia well, how can they run to a place where birds like them don't.

Some imaginative survivors suddenly built a disaster-free China in their hearts. The demon clan in Huaxia has been slaughtered by Bai Wei, and they really can't find their prey, so they came to their country after several twists and turns.

A strange atmosphere gradually spread in the hearts of the young people of the village. In their minds, Huaxia is the land of bliss on earth, where there are no disasters and powerful people are everywhere. Even if there is an occasional demon invasion, it will soon be wiped out by a large number of supernatural beings.

The survivors there don't fight for their lives for a bite to eat, and the warm huts are full of charcoal, the beds are soft duvets, and the steak with golden gravy is their most common food.

All of a sudden, countless young people embarked on the road of finding paradise. And this trend spread like a plague, and a large number of young survivors flocked to China. They are not afraid of the claws of the demons, and they are not even afraid of death, but they are not willing to be starved to death. They have no ability to reclaim the land from the demons, so they can only find a peaceful place to imagine.

However, when they went through many hardships and set foot on the land of China, they found that although the environment here was much better than that of their hometown, it was not as beautiful as they imagined.

Huaxia's supernatural people are still stubbornly resisting the invasion of the demons, and those young people from outside, in order to realize their dreams in their hearts, have gradually integrated into the big family of Huaxia.

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I just made it heavy, sorry~

The third volume is all over, and the fourth volume "Legend of the Demons" will be uploaded tomorrow.