That man, does he really have such power? He is a powerful warrior Lovian does not deny it, but why can he construct such a majestic ice and snow barrier and the spiritual illusion of the heavens here? He walked towards the throne where the answer was, and finally, he saw the human again. It was only in the first moment that he established that the human being seated in the throne was the only outlier in this mental illusion - that he was real.

The hair is like fire, and the facial features are as cold and sharp as ice knives. His eyes were like flames rising, burning with endless flames and fighting spirit. Tall and burly, extremely strong, with five fingers like a steel dragon bent slightly to the side of the throne. He was dressed in dark silver fishscale plate armor, and the cloak behind his back shimmered golden red like flames. The throne behind it was tall and cold, cut from a single piece of large corundum. The texture of corundum is extremely hard and heavy, and it can be guessed from the sword marks that there are still traces of swords on it, and this sunken rock throne was carved by the king himself himself.

On the throne of Shenyan, a huge lion's head roared angrily, and the rough carving showed its proud domineering. Ben Leon leaned over the cold throne, his left hand resting on the throne, and his right hand holding a cup of spirits. There is no scepter on the side of the throne, but the seven-foot purple-gold sword standing beside the throne of the Southland is where the kingship of Wushang lies.

Lovian raised his hand to brush off his hood, and his long blood-like hair fell gracefully. The Descendants of the Demon Blood Moon are a people who control the power of water, not as cold and hard as the king of the south, but with the essence of ice and arrogance and the tenacity and softness of water.

At no time would he ever bow down to a Terran. Despite the throne's position above him, he stomped his foot lightly. The earth elemental rose up at his call, lifting him up to the level of Ben Leon.

Leon looked silently at the yellow crystal eyes of the Demon Supreme. Immediately, he drank the liquor from his glass. He threw the luxurious crystal silk cup to the crowd in front of him.

The illusion of a mirror, flowers, water and moon disappeared with the shattering of the wine glass. The rest were either frightened stone carvings that had been reduced to pieces, or courtiers and soldiers who were still intact and knelt down to the throne in prayer. On the occasion of the palace, the gilt ornaments have been dusted for a long time, but time still can't hide its brilliance. Luo Weian suddenly noticed that the water of the luxurious fountain in the temple in the front hall had turned into hot lava at this moment. The gray-green cracks in the floor tiles shone with a gloomy red glow, a hot melt flowing beneath the earth.

The King of the South, the Commander of the Sixth Legion of the Dark Legion, Ben Leon, rises from his throne. A deep voice shook the space around it.

"It's been a long time, and since you've crossed the barrier with great perseverance, I'll see you again. ”

"Slaughter my people, what do you say? Luo Weian did not let go of the Doomsday Scepter in his hand, and from the void-like power perception of the person in front of him, he knew that the strength of this Southern Lion King was still far above his current strength.

"Why should you care if it's already in the past? I can be satisfied or regretful. How much history can be changed. Ben Leon said slowly, "It's you, but you've been struggling with the undercurrent of fate. Do your best to restore your own strength and reorganize your own army. Isn't it just for the sake of the word 'revenge'? What kind of righteousness in the world and the floating world, how have you ever cared about it? Just for the future to fight for blood and fight for yourself. Then you went with the flow and debauchered all your life - such a you. How can you compare with you in the past? Once upon a time, you were still looking down on the world and overlooking the common people for the great plans of the demon race. On the Ukiyo-e Misty in the Passing Clouds...... At that time, you also had two words in your heart - 'great responsibility'. What is the matter now? Giving up great responsibilities to take hatred, abandoning self and choosing desires. You should judge yourself, instead of asking me about the benefits and losses of this God's creation and your vengeance. ”

Luo Wei'an was like thunder, and stood on the spot.

Do you live for hatred?

Could it be that since he woke up from the 500-year freeze, he no longer has any hope of reviving the demon race? Could it be that the efforts he and Mastema have made for the demon race are essentially for their own revenge?

Expanding one's own demon power and reviving the demon may indeed be in one's goal plan, but that may just be an additional indicator. That may make you happy, but it will never satisfy you. His hatred of the Dark Mage was entirely due to the destruction of his own little home.

used to be against the chaos of the world, but it turns out that the foundation of Qiē lies in the family......

This is not the first time that he has realized this, but in Ben Léon's questioning, this sentence becomes especially realistic and cold. He used to be the hero of the world, but now he has become a crazy demon who can only take revenge. My own thoughts, my efforts, the meaning of a qiē battle, and my own gray hair in extreme emotions - these are all efforts made for the ultimate goal of revenge!

It's like...... It's like just a normal person......

But-

Luo Wei'an's dilated pupils suddenly froze, and the blade-like momentum converged and condensed in his body again. Facing the mountain-like momentum of Ben Leon in front of him, the sharp blade of ice pierced into the mountain, then broke through the rubble, and paved a long dusty road in front of him.

"You're just laughing at me—" he sneered, "have you degenerated from a tyrant to a mere man? ”

Ben Leon, who was about to sit back on the Throne of the Sinking Rock, froze for a moment before straightening his waist again.

"What did you say?"

"You can't even protect your own home, I probably won't underestimate you. Because, I didn't do that myself. But what can a person who doesn't even want to protect his home have no strength in his body? You are just a weak person who is not even as good as a mortal, no matter how strong your body is, but your heart is dead, what is the use of being alive? If I hadn't come here, you'd have been indulging in your glass of wine forever, right? ”

With that, Lovian sneered, turned and left.

People who are addicted to their fantasies and memories, and who don't even have the fighting spirit, can't even afford the word human. I'm not the same person I used to be, but that's what I really want to live.

I never wanted to be a hero. His past is just his own bloodline and fate. The life I've always wanted. Isn't it just the ordinary few months with Muffy in the Dark City, and the life of Black Wings with Francis and Snow Foam that adds up to less than a year? It's even diluted a lot...... The days that had passed were really like Muffy had persuaded me countless times to let them just leave it alone, and let go of the tragic memories of the past like Mastma, who had experienced the same experience as herself, and even had even more so. With the same smile as the earlier past, I look at every little thing in life.

Hatred is a shadow and a scar in the heart, and when touched, it will have a sharp pain that makes you lose your mind. But more time is to use your own reason to think about what is the reason why you are reborn in this world. This should not be to make yourself endure more pain, but to take on your responsibility as the only supreme bloodline of the demon race today, and unite the demon race scattered all over the world and let them start the same new life. Far away from Edelstan, the land of atonement, the future of the demons must be full of hope.

It's not a complicated thing, judging by the rest of your life. It is not difficult to accomplish this task. The rest of the time is just thinking about how to lead the demon Mingzhe to protect himself in Osiria, which is likely to fall into the whirlpool of chaos again.

The clanging of armor sounded, and the Lion King stepped down from his throne and grasped the heavy sword scepter in his hand.

"Why do you say I'm weak? Ben Leon's voice echoed through the hall like thunder.

Lovian put on the hood of his winter suit and turned sideways to him, "Why did you join the Dark Army in the first place? As a member of the human race, why would you ally with an alien race to slaughter your own people?"

“...... You!—"

"Of course I know why. "The earliest rebel alliances asked you to join them, but you are not willing to sacrifice your strength to live in this land of temporary peace, just like the elves of the past. So they excuse that you have joined the dark army. While you are not in the Imperial City, he killed your wife and children, trying to use such extreme means to make you lose your fighting spirit. Instead, you join the Dark Legion and use the magic of Akayl to brainwash some of your mightiest warriors. Wantonly slaughter their own Terran fellow and desperate demon civilians.

"By the time your wife and children die, your heart is dead. Your desire to fight is all for revenge, but your determination to take revenge is also extinguished by the sealing of the dark mage and the victory of the allies. Right now. It's just an empty city of endless souls and death. Having obtained the Scroll of Eternal Life, you will forever revel in the past in this dead city, living in your own fantasies. Even if you are strong. And what can you change? That's why I say you're weak. ”

There was a rumbling metal crash, the sound of Ben Leon's raised sword falling to the ground.

"What do you want to know. There was a hint of dejection in his voice.

"The news that the Dark Mage is about to break the seal. You won't be unaware. ”

There was no answer behind the scenes.

"So, I ask you. If the Dark Legion were to regroup, which side would you choose? or would you continue to live here?...... Oh, I guess I'm not the first person to ask this question. Whether it's the ice and spirit circles that have been constructed for you - even the time magic that can cycle time so that the candle flame never goes out, or the necromancer Sheila who has recently become active, or even the Phantom can ask this question before I do. Now, you just have to repeat it one more time. ”

"I am so sorry for what I did. Ben Leon unsheathed his sword, his head bowed, his voice low and hoarse with numbness, "I am a weak man who does not even want to pick up hatred, as you say. All I want now is to use memories or battles to numb myself. I will still obey the people I once obeyed, because I am tired, I am tired. ”

Lovian's heart constricted slightly, and although his threat of challenging to kill him was gone, such news was not good news.

"You, still have to obey the Dark Mage...... Lovian said in a deep voice, "Do you know exactly when the Dark Mage will be resurrected?"

"No, I got a qiē message that Akayl sued me. Ben Leon turned and walked towards his throne, stooping to pick up a broken glass on the way, "He is hidden in the gap of time. And not somewhere in the space. Therefore, I can't tell you the exact situation of him. ”

Lovian pushed open the old palace door. Behind him, the false and bright singing and dancing sounded again, and Ben Leon sat down on his throne. Next to her is the beautiful princess, and below is her own lively children. The wine in the glass is as sweet and mellow as ever, and a qiē is no different from a memory.

"Brady Mun. ”

"Oh. ”

"You were the first person to say positively that I was weak and get my acknowledgement. I take back my words, I am not in the same world as you. In a few days, I will personally lead the army imprisoned in the stone statue and draw my sword and go north. ”

Lovian closed his eyes in deep thought, and after a few seconds, he didn't say a word. Quickly leaving the palace, he spread his wings and flew out of the imperial city.

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On the dance floor, a flawless young aristocratic man gracefully let go of his partner's hand and fell back to his place.

Even the odd-shaped hat with the shape of a raven's beak that obscured his appearance could not hide the aristocratic temperament that was imprinted on his soul. The gorgeous blue-gold cloak and spotless white gloves on the back did not contradict the brightly dressed nobles around him.

But in Ben Leon's eyes, that's the difference.

"You said that you personally led the guards, and in this world, there are not so many times when the fifth level was born...... "The southern king city behind it disappeared in an endless storm of ice and snow, and the white tornadoes and the glaciers of the mountains were obscured, meeting the gray-white sky. It turned into a cold scene.

He didn't deliberately exert himself, his wings wrapped around his body, and he rode down the wind in the force of the storm's rage, almost a cup of tea. He was taken out of the Ice and Snow Barrier. The air mixed with ice and snowflakes suddenly became clear and cold, and it was only then that he saw the southern plateau stretching for thousands of miles below him. It is a cold land in the extreme south with countless mountain ranges, with an average altitude of more than 3,000 meters. At an altitude of nearly four thousand meters, this scene became particularly shocking.

The wind in the air didn't have to shake Lovian's wings. After a few moments of gliding downwind, he had already leaped thousands of meters north. In the vast canopy behind him. There is a thin gray line that stands out in particular. It is perpendicular to the mountains of the ground fault and goes straight upwards. Disappear into the fast clouds of the stratosphere.

It was an ancient passage to the sacred land of the Faeries, the City in the Sky. Of course, the thousand-meter-tall tower, known as the Tower of Babel, could not withstand a blizzard and its own weight with its masonry alone. Naturally, it was an elven immortal who was born with an extremely keen sense of magic, and a magic reinforced by the Tower of Babel that had been accumulated in the Sky City for thousands of years.

It seems that going to the city in the sky once in your lifetime to appreciate the aesthetic philosophy and artistic crystallization of the alien race is also a necessary thing to live this life.

"Before the war threatens to burn her down......," Lovien muttered to himself, his wings folded back into a sharp shuttle. Suddenly, his speed increased suddenly, and even when the acceleration in mid-air reached its extreme, his figure could pass faster than the arrow from the string.

He first found the small southernmost railway station of the Osirian Transport Company in the north of the Indo-South Mountains. Although he could certainly spend another two hours traveling west along the mountain range to return to the position he and Ai'an agreed upon, he had not closed his eyes for almost two days, although his physical strength was still intact, but his spirit had already reached the limit. Day and night, he climbed a steep rock wall of two thousand meters against the wind and snow, and went toe-to-toe with the squad Leon, who was strong enough to kill his current self lightly, and he needed to tense his nerves and not allow for a moment to relax.

So far, it's not just four days. With three days to go before the agreed one-week limit, four hours before the train departs from here to Grihan South Station, plus four hours on the train, he finally has eight hours to relax.

The three-car train had almost no passengers, and most of the people who came here were explorers, mountaineers and expeditions except himself. In short, he is a loner who is particularly special, because he can hardly survive on his own without a team in such a harsh environment.

However, Luo Wei'an, who was sleeping next to the stove, did not think about this, and he did not know that the train was moving, until the tired conductor who checked the carriage after arriving at the station made great efforts to wake him up.

Before the Earth Temple came to kill the remnants of the Grivar Empire, the Southern Black Wings had already deployed their combat facilities and personnel through the already chaotic ruins of the Greva Empire as much as possible, and deployed them in several dilapidated cities in the north. Although the Grihua Empire is falling apart, there are still tens of millions of people, and it is impossible to exterminate the remnants of the Grihua Empire without an absolutely powerful army.

And under the oracle of the Lord of the Earth, the Earth Temple will not have any room for transformation at all. The believer's insane attachment to the gods is one of the most terrible forces in the world. Wars under the slogan of religion have never been merciful.

What is Ben Leon's purpose for making a move at this time?

"I'm not an enemy, and if Semirea or Ayan were here, they'd prove it for me. Mr. Pam...... It should work as well. ”

Lovian stretched out his hands to indicate that he had no weapons, but the guards standing in front of the concealed camouflage-colored tent did not put down their magically glittering spears in their hands. As soon as they inject a trace of activation mana into the magic circle, the activation magic stored in the core of the spear will release a strong shear force field. If you don't have the slightest vigilance, even a fourth-level strengthened body will be cut out of a huge wound.

The fact that the camp, which was supposed to be hidden in disguise magic, was seen by Lovian meant that he was a threatening target. Any suspicious actions by him are necessary to defend himself before his identity is verified.

"Ah, Mr. Lovien is back!"

Just as his arm was numb, Ian's voice rang out in the tent just in time. The guards holding spears in front of him lowered their weapons, and Lovian lowered his hands with relief.

"Isn't this only the fifth day? I thought you wouldn't be back until the seventh day!"

Lovian looked left and right, "Evan...... I've got something important to talk to him about. ”

"Then you're going to the other tent on the west side, the one with a little flag on it...... Forget it, I'll take you with me. Otherwise, we have to come back to this set. The golden machine spirit crouching on Ian's shoulder said, then pointed in that direction.

"Where's Xuemo?"

"She's there too. ”

"Then why are you here?"

"I'm just here for a walk...... "There's no hint of fraud in Ion's big pure eyes, "Everyone else is busy these days—I'm bored!"

Lovian followed behind the fluttering Maha and trotted towards the tent to the west: "Now you have to accompany me to be bored?" (to be continued......)