I learned from children's books that 6,000 years ago we lived with the Terrans in a beautiful and rich land called Osilia under the Edelstein Plateau. From the pictures in the book, I learned that the world is so big, and not just the Edelstein Plateau. Moreover, the outside world has something called "season" in spring, summer, autumn and winter, with warm rivers and vast plains full of birds and flowers. I didn't feel this, I just knew that it was beautiful, and when I asked the other children why we didn't live there, the teacher would say in a sad tone, six thousand years ago, in order to compete for the ownership of the Osirian continent, the human race and the demon race and many other races fought a big battle, and in the end the demon race lost. As the price of defeat, we demons were forced to be driven up the Edelstan Plateau to atone for the sins we once committed to the Terrans.

Six thousand years have passed, but we are still atoning for our sins here, even if it is a heinous sin, it has long been atoned! But the human beings still do not want us to open the Edelstan Plateau, and they have set up a series of demon gates on our way down the mountain. It is full of ancestors who hope to lead us to live in a warm world, and we let them run into the wilderness, and we dare not approach those human barriers. The Terrans do not have the compassion of a grain of millet for us.

Along the corridor, I saw many children of the Blood Moon Clan's Supreme Lineage, wearing short clothes and wielding heavy weapons in the ice and snow, practicing their martial arts movements over and over again, their sweat freezing into ice beads in the cold wind. It glittered in the harsh midday sun, mingling with the purple glow of the magic pattern.

I suddenly felt scared because I found out. Such a life is prepared for war. And how many of them will eventually become one of those who lie beneath the human demon barrier? If I had chosen this path, would I have been the same?

I felt safe inside my mother's purple wings, and I couldn't help but wonder if one day my mother might lie under the human demon gate? My mom knew what I was thinking, put her arms around me and said she would never leave me.

I dry my eyes. Walked into the center of the Purple Moon Palace.

The moment I opened the door, I was almost swept away by the ferocious wave of air. I looked in horror at the dark air currents flying wantonly in the huge hall, that dark cloud that pulsated like life could give people such a powerful feeling, it should be the dark essence that only the Supreme One could cultivate, right? See such a powerful dark spirit. I immediately thought it was our Demon Emperor, Koduran Bradymuon.

But when the Dark Spirit returned to his master's body, I was stunned to find that it was just a child about my age. Long red hair, but without the Bloodmoon's signature furry ears...... I tentatively touched my mother.

"That's right, he is the Demon Emperor's second-in-line heir, Luo Wei'an. ”

He's Lovien Brady Mun.

I've known this name for a long time, but this is the first time I've met him. A few years ago, I knew that there was a very very talented demon in the supreme lineage, and his father was the younger brother of the current demon emperor. And the mother is human. His talent far surpassed all of his peers in the Blood Moon Clan, and he was even comparable to the geniuses Orka and Siu of the Winged Demon Clan, who had not met for a thousand years.

Lowe and I met for the first time. There was no half-sentence between me and him. He just greeted my mother politely, and then put on his cloak and left the main hall. My first impression of him was that he was a very powerful demon and very dull. Then I kept wondering if it was his dull personality that made him have great power, or was it the great power that made him dull? Thinking about it, I didn't even pay much attention to the arrival of His Majesty the Demon Emperor.

The test was not complicated, the results came out quickly, my talent in strength was very good, but the talent in mental space was much worse in comparison. This means that I can't cultivate the Dark Essence at all, because the spiritual talent and strength talent required by the Dark Essence must be quite consistent, even if both are weaker, it is possible to cultivate. I saw my mother's disappointed expression very clearly, and in the end, I had to settle for the next best thing and choose a very advanced Snow Frost Fighting Qi. Because my second attribute is water, of course, which person in the Blue Lagoon family who is intensive in agricultural technology can not be water?

If you choose the direction of cultivation, other things will be much easier. I cried a lot to know that I was going to stay here in the future, and it took me a lot of time to free myself from the sadness of my mother's departure. Mom just told me that only by becoming strong can I be with my mother forever. I was still young at the time, and I really didn't know what a terrible fate this sentence meant, and I naively thought that the tears in my mother's eyes when she left were just reluctant to me.

Mom spread her wings and disappeared into Edelstein's year-round freeze mist.

Later, my family often wrote to me, my father's scribbled handwriting nagged about the situation of the family's terraced fields, and my mother's neat handwriting was full of instructions to me. There are also innocent and curious questions from my younger siblings, and I always patiently reply to every letter. Soon, my drawers were filled with letterheads.

The first time I spoke to Lowe was a month after we first met, and due to the different directions of study, I barely had a chance to meet him, but I always wanted to know about the most talented boy in the Blood Moon Clan. That day, the Winged Demon Supreme came to the Purple Moon Palace and had a brief meeting with the Demon Emperor, so we got a chance to take a vacation. My good friend at that time, Christian, who later became the commander of the Third Army Banner, dragged me around the Purple Moon Palace. Although I had been living in the Purple Moon Palace for a month, I still didn't know where the complicated corridors led there. Christian and I were separated, and I couldn't find anyone to ask for directions, and in my panic I heard a pleasant sound of the piano, so I could only follow the sound to find a room with a half-hidden door.

When I opened the door, I was stunned, I never imagined that I would meet Lowe here, nor did I expect such a dull-looking half-blood demon to understand the art of music. When I saw him, he was sitting upright at the piano. Seriously gave his sister Damian piano lessons. Their human mother sat behind her two children, her face full of happiness, exactly the same expression on my mother's face as she looked at me and my younger siblings.

He calmly added a temporary ending to his half-played track. Then he stood up and said to me:

"Hello, I know you, you're the girl next to my teacher. You should be my teacher's daughter, right?"

I didn't expect him to have an impression of me, and I didn't expect my mother to be Lowe's teacher.

"Uh-huh...... Yes, my name is Mastma Brynret. I stammered.

His sister Damien and her brother were diametrically opposed personalities, and she came to me with her wings fluttering up and down. Pulling my ear, he said, "My sister is from the Blue Lagoon family, didn't she come here because she couldn't find her way?"

I was amazed at Damian's keen observation, and then explained my situation with a slight embarrassment.

"Lovey, send her back. It's so late that I can't find the way, but the girl is very scared. Their mother said with a smile.

After my mom left, I chose to be strong as my character. I should have retorted at this point that I wouldn't be afraid, but looking at their mother's clear gaze. I don't think I can put it into words.

After closing the door. Immediately, the room resounded with the sound of Damien's unskilled piano. The hallway was empty and silent again, and despite the lights, the feeling of no end in sight made me suddenly realize that my choice was not so easy to achieve.

Lowe's dull personality came into play, and he walked out the door without saying a word, just walking with his head down. His steps were so fast that at first I could keep up, and soon I had to trot to catch up with him. As a last resort, I took the initiative to say the first sentence to him:

"Slow down, please?"

I'm pondering whether this tone is appropriate for a Demon Supreme Heir. Lowe paused, and said with an extremely imperceptible apology on his face, "I'm sorry. ”

"Is this a way to cultivate the Dark Essence?"

"It's not. I'm just used to walking faster because it saves time. He slowed down and said.

"Save time? Why?"

"For the sake of cultivation. ”

Don't give up every second, no wonder you have such a level at a young age.

Then the conversation broke off again, and five minutes later, a hurried Christian came out of a corner, and the first thing she saw was me—

"Mafy, you're finally back, and you don't know—oh, no, my God—His Highness Lovian!!"

My reaction to her was speechless, although I knew very well that he was the second in line to the Demon Supreme, just because he was still young, but judging from his words and deeds, he didn't have that kind of majestic and arrogant temperament at all - to say something that Lowe couldn't hear, he was a facial paralysis at that time, hehe-

"Hello," his smile seemed to be forced, "Please don't call me 'Your Highness', I still have something to do, go back first, and I won't be with you." ”

With that, Lowe turned and disappeared into the corridor at a faster pace, leaving behind a thoughtful me and a star-eyed Christian. A few years later, shortly after I condensed the third crystal nucleus, my life at the Military Academy began. The suffering here is not the same as the suffering in the Purple Moon Palace, in the Purple Moon Palace, we hone our knowledge of our body, and here, we exercise our will. The harsh environment, testing physical fitness, testing reaction speed, and extreme training with the smell of color change, every few days, we have classmates who vomit blood and fall into a coma because of physical overdraft. The instructor's whipping and scolding made it difficult for us to accept at first, especially Lowe and them. In the past ten years in the Purple Moon Palace, my biggest gain is that I have a lot of friends, in addition to having sworn friends like Christian and Fislo, I also have demon elites like Lovian, Orka, and Siu as partners. Many of them are members of their own clan, and the attitude of those instructors is indeed unbearable for them, especially a guy named Magnas, whose training mission is particularly perverted. He was our most hated instructor at the time, and he had to scold him every night to sleep. Although we would not have thought at the time that he would be our most reliable comrade-in-arms and brother in the future.

It was a long time before Lowe and Swu, who had received quite a few whips, adapted to life at the military academy. As a result, a life that seems to be full of "hardship and helplessness" in the outside world has become commonplace for us.

Time is like water. Ten years - in retrospect, fleeting.

When Lovian, Siu, and Orka broke through the fifth-level barrier, the whole of Edelstan was shocked. Coupled with the current several great clan supremes, the number of fifth-level powerhouses of our demon clan has reached the largest number in six thousand years. And after the accumulation of high-yield wheat cultivated by my Blue Lake family Bakarn more than a hundred years ago, the strength of our clan is unprecedentedly strong, and for the first time in hundreds of years, the whole clan has confidence in returning to Osiria.

And I had also reached the level of the fourth-level limit at that time, and according to my age, it was only a matter of time before I broke through to the fifth-level limit. There is hope for Christian and Feaslow, although it's still a little bit away from me, hehe.

The Terrans, of course, sensed the rise in our strength. We trust that they will use their actions, and we are just waiting for a suitable opportunity.

But we didn't expect them to use such a vicious method.

Edelstein, the only four months of warm season, is the foundation of our existence. In the powerful demons. It is impossible to fill the stomachs of nearly 10 million demon people with his own strength. The most we can do is to raise the temperature of that area as much as possible when the rice is filled. Let the grain output increase by 10 catties per mu and feed a few more families.

And the root of the warm season is the warm wind from Osiria.

The only way for the warm wind to enter Edelstein is to the largest pass at the foot of the mountain, which we call "Hope Valley", because behind the Hope Valley Demon Pass is the world we have been looking forward to for 6,000 years, which is our hope. Humanity has silently summoned dozens of archmages who are proficient in earth magic in an attempt to block the Valley of Hope. At the same time, it blocks the warm air that is so important for us every year.

The Terrans grabbed us by the neck, and the more we pinched us, the tighter and tighter they were.

Uncle Lovian. The Demon Emperor Ke Duran hurriedly went to negotiate with the Terrans, but the Terrans had no intention of negotiating. We know that we are still a very weak side compared to the human race with a total population of billions, and if they do their best, our race will be wiped out.

Not only did they keep the Demon Emperor back, but they also brought terrible germs to our rice and wheat, and almost in a day and night, the tender yellow rice seedlings were covered with light gray spots and died in patches in the fields. Watching my family's and my family's efforts in the four months after graduation go to waste, my understanding of the evil of the human race has reached another level.

The Terrans are trying to force us to death. Until a cure for this strange disease is found, we will only have enough food to feed our entire family for five years, and this is without taking into account how the average temperature of Edelstein would drop without warm air.

We began to prepare for war in full swing, which began to consume more of our food and mineral resources. We know very well that if we do not win this battle, we will be in a situation from which we will never recover. At that time, I had already decided that even if I failed in the end, I must die in the war of mankind, and at that moment, I seemed to vaguely feel what my mother meant by that sentence. Every time I asked my mother again, my mother, who had already surpassed me in strength, always hugged me with her always warm wings and didn't say a word.

The next day I'm going to report to the newly formed Blood Moon Legion, and I think I won't be able to sleep at home for a long time. All night, I sat on the cushion and chatted with my parents, younger brothers and sisters, about my experiences in the past ten years, and the lives of the supreme people of all races in their eyes. Dad still talks about the knowledge in the rice fields, but due to the plant disease brought by humans, my father's hair is half gray when he is not yet 90 years old. I don't like purple with white, really. My mother talked about those old days, and told me over and over again not to be reckless on the battlefield. My younger siblings asked questions and divided the souvenirs I brought to them, and in the first half of that night, I felt that I was the happiest demon in the world.

The cruelty of history lies in the fact that it has no ifs.

At 12:40, my mother didn't let my younger siblings go to bed, but still chatted with me. In the fortieth minute, my mother and I felt a powerful aura in the sky at the same time, not a demon race, not a human, but a dragon race that we had never even considered.

Dragons and humans are united, I can't imagine what it means, I just frantically spread my wings and rushed into the air with my mother, watching hundreds of dragons breathe hot dragon breath at our granaries and unarmed people. I was at a loss. It feels like this is an unreal oil painting, when did the cold Edelstein have such brilliant colors, when did he have a heat wave on his face?

That was the first time I had seen a dragon. The huge body dozens of meters long, surrounded by purple-gold or yellow-green scales, was used by the heavy dragon power from all directions, and it made me unable to breathe. Even though my strength is not weak in the Demon Clan, the fear of the unknown still makes it difficult for me to raise the six-hundred-year-old artifact "Falling Frost" of the Blue Lake Family in my hand.

But my mother was not afraid of this, and I saw her pierce the necks of many dragons with her long sword. Hover freely in the angry breath of the dragons. I also saw the Supreme Pulse swaying his dark essence heartily. The dark elementals and other elements brought by the dragons fill the icy snowfields of Edelstan, giving it an unprecedented brilliance. Thanks to the combined efforts of my clansmen, I gradually realized that the situation was not as desperate as I had imagined. Dragons are not as invincible as they first think. I found who I was supposed to be, and for a while, with our efforts, more and more dragons fell. Although our granaries and many villages and towns have been destroyed, miè under the dastardly and shameless attacks of the dragons. But we have come to understand that after this battle, it will be time for us to attack humanity with all our might, and at that time, the weapons in our hands will finally be able to stain the blood of the human race.

I didn't think of it, why didn't the Dragon Clan send their fifth-level powerhouses here, knowing that my clan already had so many fifth-level powerhouses?

Until I felt something break in my heart, and an inexplicable feeling of emptiness suddenly welled up from the deepest part of my mind.

I don't know why I think that. I noticed that the other clansmen were looking equally shocked and dazed.

The Demon Emperor has fallen.

The dragons also learned of this, and roared loudly with their filthy mouths at the news of the fall of the Demon Emperor. The compatriots who learned of this were shocked, in our impression since childhood, the strength of the Blood Moon Demon Emperor Ke Dulan, who was already a fifth-level powerhouse, was unfathomable, he was our faith, how could he be defeated by the enemy?!

Faith collapsed, and our defense line collapsed in an instant, but under the leadership of my mother's resoluteness, we still resisted the terrifying attack of the dragon clan step by step, hoping to let more people escape from the clutches of the dragon clan.

Such a fading faith until his coming.

How good should a human being be able to make the dragon king, the most arrogant and intelligent race in the world, think of as the master? I don't even remember the details of the image of the massive Onyx Dragon Emperor Afriel when he appeared in front of us, only the tall and thin human man who gently stepped on the dragon emperor's proud head. Dressed in a delicate and simple robe, he held a staff decorated with dragon wings in his hand. In his left eye is a gray storm of ruin, and in his right eye is a sunny meadow where everything is revived. Destroying miè and creating zào, two completely different temperaments appear in such a person in an extreme contradiction, and even one of his eyes will make us feel hopeless.

"The battle of the races, perhaps, needs no explanation......" Fried, who humans call the dragon god, said with a sad smile at the time.

The Dragonwing Staff swung down lightly, and the golden Raymans swept away the freezing mist above Edelstein, and then I just felt the strange sensation of my hair rising, and then my mother swooped down and held me in her wings one last time.

Mommy's wings are warm, really.

When I opened my eyes again, I really wished I wasn't one of the survivors. Because I thought for a long time that if I survived, I would have to bear the burden of revenge for my family, and I would recall the heart-rending pain of the moment when I lost all my loved ones over and over again, and I would savor the sting of revenge and anger in my heart again and again until the day my life ended.

When I opened my eyes and saw a familiar light, I knew that my future destiny was decided. His future will be spent in endless revenge, and he can't let go of the frost in his hand every second. To live will become a shackle and an inescapable responsibility, and death will become a luscious but unattainable luxury. (To be continued......)