Lovien Bradymuen didn't tell anyone about the departure of the Southern Black Wing's headquarters in the southeast of the Grivar Empire to the Demon Reserve in the south of Grivar, including Snow Foam and Ayan, of course. Although he believed that there was an element of truth to Evan's prediction, it was possible until the truth came.

Although, to the certainty of rumors, Fried's eyes saw the truth. As his successor, Evan should also see the reality of the future. Attempts to change the status quo in order to change the future are futile and dangerous, and when the fate of the future is already determined, changes to the present will only move the fate line towards a more terrible tendency.

Instead of intervening in the future, it is better to try to cater to the future and make it clearer sooner.

At the foot of the Zhongnan Mountain Range, in a mountain that was still sheltered from the wind, he found the city inhabited by the 200,000 demons very easily. 200,000 people is already a huge number, compared to the remnants of the demon tribe scattered to the Minnar Forest, this demon force is more than enough to support the billion people who will restore the demon population to its glory days in the future.

But this cycle has long since extended far beyond his life cycle, at least his generation will not have to take on that responsibility.

In a state of full breath holding, no demon could feel the breath of the highest level demon in his bloodline. But with the majority of the population being Mang, the presence of a Blood Moon on the streets is a notable thing in itself. Whether it was the wings behind him or the comparatively more slender figure, Lovian, who was hurrying down the street, already felt a series of astonishment and reverent glances.

Also, in the days of the demons in the past. Wouldn't it be more fascinating for him to walk through the streets of the common people?

The aura of the Blood Moon Clan was clearly gathered in a corner of the city. He didn't even push the door open, and stood in front of the hexagonal-style building with its tightly stacked brown stone. A silent red moon soared above his head.

The space around them suddenly darkened, and the converging dark elements obscured the icy reflection from the white snow-capped mountains. The noisy street market, the children playing on the street corners, the soldiers in full gear - the ongoing life activities of a qiē came to an instant halt here.

The silence spread slowly, and in less than half a minute, the old demon city, which still had more than 100,000 ordinary people, was completely silent.

Lovion retracts the Blood Moon Totem in the air. The heavy stone door in front of him slowly opened, and a group of Mang Clan guards surrounded three middle-aged men of the Blood Moon Clan, their faces looking stunned. Standing in front of Lovian in a daze.

"Go in and speak, I have something to command you. ”

The demon race is a nation that admires strength and strength, and in ancient times, there would be a pair of swords on any negotiation table. If verbal consensus cannot be reached, use weapons to silence the other party. Strong and absolute strength suppression is Luo Wei'an's confidence, coupled with his only identity as the Blood Moon Venerable, he believes that this demon clan that has become a system will not be able to return his fate like this on the same day, but he is sure to let the demon clan operate with his own beliefs.

Long burgundy hair. The facial features are softer and more handsome because of half of the human blood, but the sharp citrine eyes have the killing intent and determination that no demon will have.

How long has it been since I spoke to anyone with such an identity?

"You're- you're the day—"

"Don't make any false statements to me, I know even if it's the Blood Moon. It is unrealistic to want you to give up the power in your hands. I'm here today just to tell you how to keep you from dying. ”

The demons in front of them retreated and made way for Luo Wei'an.

A few magic lanterns are placed on the table. This hall is exceptionally bright. The familiar smell of dark elements in the air relieved him from the depression of Evan's prophecy, and he shook his wings to keep the attention of the elders from the Blood Moon or the Mang.

The high-level members of the demon clan who had just been shocked by his bloodline resonance didn't need such a superfluous action from Luo Wei'an at all. Everyone is just rigid in their own posture a moment ago. After all, this kind of fear and surrender to the high-ranking people in the bloodline has never appeared in the past five hundred years.

"I don't want to introduce who I am. Luo Wei looked at everyone coldly, "Find a random history book, and the person with the annotation of 'Commander of the Third Legion' is me." I sue you now, and if you don't listen to me, you'll all die. If you listen, I'm probably the only one who dies. ”

Of course, no one answered.

"You don't need to move around, and you don't have to worry about the chaotic people of Grivar. Your only task now is to clear the middle line of the Grivar border and make way for a clean road. ”

There was still no reply.

"Any comments?"

"We—"

Finally, an old man of the Blood Moon Clan trembled and whispered on crutches, "We...... For whom is the way opened, Your Highness......"

"I don't need to explain this to you. He replied coldly, slowly drawing out his Doomsday Scepter, "You have been enslaved and tortured by humans for hundreds of years - you have also thought about resisting. But now, when the time finally comes to get out of this predicament, you hesitate, don't you?"

Lovien looked around, the council hall was already crowded with people due to the release of the Blood Moon Totem a few minutes ago.

"Judging from the way you look at you, you're probably already intoxicated with the status quo and don't want to change it, right? ”

The sky darkened, and the vortex of elements swirled over the small city and the surrounding villages. Under the oppression of the government of the Holy Land of Osiria and other races, it is almost impossible for the cutting-edge power of the contemporary demon race to form again. With Luo Wei'an's current fourth-level beginner level, he can firmly sit in the position of the strongest person in the demon race at present.

The dark element in the air resonated with his voice, and a qiē molecule in the air spread his words in great detail at the same wavelength frequency, and the air was constantly vibrating and dusty. The reflection of the snow-capped mountains reflects the beauty of the dark vortex.

"Since the time of Manju Sawa. The demons have been rebelling against Edelstan in the Northland for six thousand years. Sue me, do you know this? ”

Although the horror hidden in Lovian's words has reached the extreme. But no one dared to face the eyes and sharp voice of the demon who looked only half their age.

"Speak!!-"

Boom!――

The roof of the entire council hall shattered under the tremendous wind pressure caused by the dark elemental vortex above and the air pressure difference in the room, and the fragments of masonry that were about to fall on top of their heads turned into fine powder in the corrosion of the fine dark essence. It dissipated in the outward winds of the dark elements.

The floor tiles cracked open with bottomless cracks, and every demon was forced to retreat under the overwhelming pressure. And that's just the aftermath of Lovian's release of pressure on the sky.

He wasn't angry, and he didn't want to use his power to wake up the crowd like a true Blood Moon Venerable. The flow and movement of this qiē came to his mind like a boat, and he just knew that he should do it - and as for the result, he didn't want to think about it. Evan's prophecy had taken up most of his mind, and for himself, who was already absolutely important in this world,

What Lovian had acquired, the little home by the Minar Forest, was far more important than that. What he was doing here was just an extra task, and while it would be disappointing for him not to do so, it would never allow him to taste even the slightest hint of the hatred that he had stained five hundred years ago.

"Temple. His Highness ...... "Several young men hurriedly helped the frail old man to his feet, although it was their beloved elder who was knocked down, and they also tried to show their protest with angry eyes, but the young man of his age had just swept his gaze, and the fire of rebellion in his heart disappeared as if it had fallen into a sea of ice.

"Your Highness!"

"Why do you call me Your Highness? Lovian's tone softened slightly.

"You are a person who bears the blood of the supreme of our time, and the word Your Highness is well deserved. He said slowly, and took a few steps forward tremblingly, his face pale, and he fought back the fear in his heart. "We have no doubt that you are the concubine of the former Emperor Sakarien, and we have been waiting for your arrival in the past few days!"

Lovian's eyes froze. A stone wall around it collapsed. The sound of the ordinary people of the demon race screaming in amazement came from outside the wall, and he heard many human shouts in it. Indeed, the demons are not xenophobic like the elves. He was not surprised that there were humans and even mixed races in his city. But that doesn't seem to quite fit the current vibe.

"That's not the question I'm asking. I tolerate the forbearance and resistance of the six thousand years of demons in Edelstan. Do you remember?"

"When, of course I remember—"

"That's sue us. After today. Where are you going? ”

The old man's words that he had been preparing were suddenly stuck here, and Luo Wei'an did not give him more time to be silent, and he continued:

Oh, why are you so sure that the Terrans will not enslave this place again, the sovereignty and national dignity that you crave—I wonder if you remember the meaning of these two words. ”

He turned, and the eyes of all the demons lowered in horror as they looked at him.

It is a surrender to power and the strong in nature. Perhaps it is also because of the same reason that in the face of absolutely powerful humans, the demons can survive. Otherwise, although the demon clan is strong and good at fighting, if it blindly resists and does not know how to restrain itself, sooner or later it will be slaughtered by the humans with absolute superiority.

This is much simpler than the Discorded Terrans, and it is easier to figure out their minds with the human mind. Lovian, who is half Terran, is lucky to have both of these advantages.

And he stood in the position of the human race that once carried the overwhelming threat, and the demons who knew that they were hopeless to resist gave in, in exchange for a humiliating but hidden hope for survival. The strength of the demons does not lie in blindly resisting, but in the fire of battle that will not be extinguished.

The demons are a people who can be conquered, but can never be enslaved.

"I tell you, in a few days, the Terran powerhouses of the Frozen Snow Region will lead their army north, and you are one of the targets they have cut off. I'm not here to let you fight. Because to fight him is to seek death. I'm not alone now, and the number of demons who love and respect me as Your Highness is no less than you. I'm here just to see how sincere you are. Will you believe the word of your king? Choose not to go extinct, choose to seize the opportunity to regain glory.

"That's all I have to say, if you want to try, clear the midline of the Griva Empire - it's okay if you don't, the lives of the Terrans don't matter to us. But with only these hundreds of thousands of people, is it possible for you to survive in the future? I am strong, strong enough that I can lead my own people to live easily. And you are all stupid, in this world, it is guaranteed by strength to respond to all changes. Where do you have any strength—if you want to follow me and live, show me. I'll tell you about this, at most three days, I will be able to see the warriors of our demon clan in the northern realm of Grebei. ”

Black flames erupted around Luo Wei'an, and the surrounding demons let out a terrifying scream. The black flames turned into a blazing purple in an instant, and the purple light reached an extremely bright light in the burning and then suddenly dispersed.

The air was filled with the smell of burning, and right in front of them, a round of tens of meters huge red moon proudly released its innate supreme aura. Then he sneered and dispersed in the stunned gaze of each demon clan.

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It's really a fake self.

He was flying in the air in a daze, and now his mission was complete. But Evan's prophecy still hasn't become clear. Whether it is the Ariante in the northwest across the vast Neha Desert and the ancient city of Aswan in the underground, or the Terran royal city in the south of the In-South Mountains, which is hidden by endless storms and snowstorms. It is still buried under the surface of the ordinary, as it has been for the past five hundred years, until the day when the darkness of the past returns. It will be a thunderbolt.

Seon was a northern pass of the former Grihua Empire, as the Burial Mountains blocked the moist water vapor from the Minar Forest and the mild sea breeze from Victoria Bay. The 2,100 kilometers from Seon to the southwest are hot and dry desert climates.

But it's not as dry as the 700,000-square-kilometre Dominion of Ariante in the southwest, bypassing the complex mountainous terrain. There is still a small amount of water vapor that has made it to the thousands of square kilometers of land where Seon is located, leaving behind a vast savanna. Huge baobab trees dotted the desolate land in front of him, and the hares or antelopes that dotted the grasslands from time to time added a bit of vitality to the monotonous atmosphere of life.

Since the collapse of the Grega Empire, this border army has been ordered by the Provisional Government of the Empire to return to the interior to maintain order. But it was not so much that this mighty army obeyed the government's orders, but that the soldiers hurried back to the interior fearing for the safety of their relatives in the chaotic inland cities. The army that had lost its allegiance did not support any members of the royal family to form a new imperial government, first because of the crisis situation and the maintenance of order by the suddenly powerful demon legion, and secondly, and most importantly, almost overnight, the two remaining imperial princes' mansions with royal blood were washed away and then burned.

This Luo Wei believed that the demons had done it, which made him somewhat relieved. After all, five hundred years have not completely softened the spirit of the demons, although this is a bit bloody and cruel and direct, but at least it ensures that the main order of Grivar is controlled by the demons. The demons in the past wars were much more iron-blooded and cold-blooded than this.

He went straight through the Saiong Pass, where only a few dozen soldiers were left to take care of them in the interior, and flew dozens of kilometers away.

The turquoise grasslands around him nearly swallowed him up, and he stood on the canopy of a tall baobab tree, opening a three-dimensional circle engraved in two dimensions.

In the upper right corner of the cardboard, one of the five points of light lit up. She only hesitated for half a second, and then her fingers quickly drew a simple flat figure in the blank space above the translucent circle with the water element. As he watched the flat figure synchronize with the flickering light patterns of the three-dimensional circle beneath it, he suddenly hesitated again, reaching out as if trying to erase the flat figure he had drawn.

Just as a chaotic flow of water was about to disrupt it, the cardboard let out a vibrate.

"Hey, yes...... I'm sorry, it took me a long time to figure out how to wiring the wiring -- finally getting in touch with home?"

The rapid vibration of the piece of paper caused Mastma's timbre to change slightly, but he could not mishear the tone. He nodded subconsciously, only to remember that she could only hear her own voice.

"Well, things are almost busy, and it's like trying to see if this can talk over long distances. It turns out that this is okay, Xiaoxue is really powerful. Now you'...... What for?"

"Make a boxed lunch for Francis. Her relaxed voice came, "Those children have gone to school in Mingcheng, Francis can't see each other, Xuemo will not come back in a few days, it's a little lonely to be at home alone...... I heard that there was chaos over there again, but luckily I had expected it, so I asked Knoll to go over and bring Xue Mo back - needless to say, you just want to mix in the chaos there...... When will you be home?"

When...... Go home?

Unwittingly, he, too, was rebelling against fate - that is, he had booked a flight ticket to Minnar as soon as he returned to South Black Wing. But at this critical juncture, there were almost no more flying boats left, but coincidentally, the staff of South Black Wings had spread the news to the Minar Forest in advance, and just when Lovian was worried about how to send Snow Foam up, Francis had already sent a team of staff to it...... He didn't watch the flying ship leave, and he didn't even inform Xue Mo that he had gone to the demon city and here. It wasn't until a few hours that he realized that the fate line might have changed as a result of his actions - if Snow Foam could indeed be transported back to Black Wings smoothly, then it was possible that the girl crying on top of the dead in Evan's prophecy was not referring to Snow Foam. But it was still uncertain that the deceased was not himself, and while the prophecy was not as clear as Fried's words were desperate, the possibility still made it difficult for him to maintain his everyday tone in Mastma's ears.

"In a few days...... It won't be too late. Ian is doing well, and Evan is also a nice guy and feels much more approachable than Fried. Are you busy now? If you're busy, hang up. ”

"I'm looking at the pot. There's no going to be a war or anything like that. ”

"Nope. His calm tone when he lied made him panic himself, "It's just going to be a little chaotic, and I want to take this opportunity to draw the demons over there to us." After delaying a few days in order to seize the opportunity, Ai An ...... She stayed here too, and although she sometimes couldn't help, she knew right from wrong when it came to the emergency point. ”

"It's not a low rating. Seeing you say this, she is away from her memory...... It's getting farther and farther away. Well, it's been good here, do you have anything else to say?"

"Don't be angry, I feel like Evan is becoming more and more like Fried. He said as he brushed through his emotions.

There was no delay in replying, "Didn't you say I hated the hatred of those things in the past?" Evan you see, he is said to be exactly like Fried...... Hear you mean it, true?"

"It looks really the same. Lovian said, finding that his chaotic mind had gradually calmed down over the past few days, and that Mastema didn't even know what was going on here, "and he seemed to be ...... Like Fried, he can see the future. ”

"That's a good thing. Mastma reacted quickly and in surprise, "When the Black Wings are unified, Evan will be our friend." Those eyes are pretty useful...... Don't be so depressed, come back secretly when the pressure is too much, no one will blame you. Well, I'll see you first...... Love you. ”

"Me too. Lovian whispered, as if he was still worried about who would hear this last sentence. (To be continued......)