Prologue

It is said that when he was born, there happened to be a drought for several months, and the old intellectual grandfather brushed his beard and named it "Wo", praying for rain from heaven and fertile rice fields.

If it weren't for the fact that Grandpa had a habit of stuttering, the speech would have started with "Oo......oo

When he grew up, Ivo became an ordinary courier, and the biggest feature is that he has no characteristics, and no one will pay special attention to the characteristics of a small courier.

Ivo pedaled his small bicycle and rode to the corner of the road.

"Be careful!"

Ivo snapped as he screamed anxiously, followed by the screeching of brakes, and he could smell the burnt smell of tires rubbing against the ground.

Boom.

Flying in mid-air, Ivo's mind opened: "Is this the vulgar crossing pre-mission [Sudden Car Accident], I feel like I have to wear ......?"

I heard that there was a kind of crossing that would be sucked into the toilet, and I was suddenly glad that I had been in a car accident......

Then there was a darkness of consciousness.

......

It was a pitch-black, scorched earth, with a blood-red crescent hanging in the sky, and the moonlight like bright red paint pierced through the thick dark clouds and splashed on the charred earth.

A huge circle with intricate patterns was engraved on the scorched earth, pale golden lines were intricately knotted, like countless tangled branches and petals, and the holy platinum mist rose above the circle, incompatible with the surrounding treacherous environment.

The huge creature crawled in the center of the circle, and it seemed that it was weighed down by infinite weight, unable to stand up.

The creature was abstract, with a pair of large, curly horns, a skull burning with blue fire, and a burly human body on the upper body and a horse's body on the bottom. The four hooves are very thick, the knotted muscles are like the roots of an old tree, and what is even more strange is that there are a pair of black bat wings like dark iron growing on the back.

The creature's pitch-black skin had countless cracks, and the crevices shimmered with an icy blue glow, and its skin was like rough mountain rock, filled with an icy aura, and the frost aura froze the scorched earth around it.

What is terrifying is that this creature actually has a human face, with a hideous expression, and its eyes are as bright red and translucent as red crystals.

One of the Four Lords of Purgatory, the Frost Demon Lord.

In the chaotic and evil "Purgatory", the four demon lords lead millions of demons under their command, have the power to destroy the world, and are the royal family of demons, and their existence is synonymous with terror and evil.

At this time, this Frost Demon Lord was actually imprisoned.

"The Demon Lord, Deloabal Maktus Czeillosohai Yaogu, choose to purify or annihilate. ”

A huge platinum ball of light was suspended in the air, there seemed to be a vague human shape in the middle of the ball of light, and the sound came from the ball of light, without emotional fluctuations, with a trace of divinity, as if it was a bell to wash away sin, cleansing and spreading in the air, and hundreds of little demons in the distance who were about to reorganize their bodies were directly annihilated into ashes under this sound.

"The Odin gods are fraudsters, tearing up the truce made by the ancient gods!, just to get a head start before the so-called 'twilight'!" the demon lord roared.

The figure in the ball of light said: "Under the dusk prophecy, there is no peace in the world, the divine light no longer contains darkness and shadows, and all sins only have the end of annihilation. ”

"It's just a cowardly coward, using justice and evil as an excuse, hypocrisy! This king would rather be annihilated than be purified into a Valhalla battle puppet by you selfish and hypocritical gods!"

The Demon Lord burst out with all his might, and streams of frost mist erupted from the texture of the rock-like skin, condensing into an extremely cold and dense ghostly fire, and an ice-blue phantom with the same appearance appeared behind him, as huge as the sky and the earth.

The power of frost like a dancing serpent condensed and entangled in midair, turning into countless chains engraved with ice blue lines, wrapped around the thick arms of the Demon Lord Phantom.

The chains danced wildly in the surging energy, looking from afar, as if they held thousands of unwilling blue thunderbolts in their hands, but this thunder was cold and piercing.

The circle could no longer contain it, and the demon lord stood up suddenly, and the circle exploded into a cloud of light.

The "Frost Flame" of extreme cold and heat coexisted all over his body, and the four hooves of the demon lord sank deep into the earth, and the surging power roared and roared, and the earth shook.

"Even if it is annihilated, it will defile your divinity!" the demon lord roared.

The ball of light shone brightly, and a long line of divine inscriptions surrounded the ball of light, like an inscription of praise, and the holy hymn of the believer appeared out of thin air, clear and ethereal, washing away the sins of purgatory, and even the sky gradually cleared.

However, behind the blood-colored clouds, what was revealed was not the imaginary blue sky, but the shattered mirror-like galaxy, the stars were distorted resentful human faces, silently accusing, densely filling the sky, declaring that this was purgatory, not a happy world.

Suddenly, a bright meteor flashed across the blood-red sky, splitting the entire sky in half and quickly moving away.

"That race has a newborn born!" "The demon lord shouted in his heart: "After hundreds of years of investment, today we can finally reap the rewards!"

The Demon Lord's blood-red gaze suddenly lit up, and it exploded violently, its body exploded, and the frost flames turned into a monstrous momentum, freezing the entire scorched earth into a huge block of ice, and an inconspicuous dark red seed flew out in the explosion, chasing the trail of the bright starlight.

The figure in the ball of light stretched out his hand, and a surging divine power followed the demon seed to destroy it.

Chapter 1: Remember to buy life insurance before getting a golden finger

The northernmost of the five continents, Fliga means "atmosphere" and "cold wind" in Old Odin.

The northernmost part of Fliga is known as a forbidden area for survival, where there are only white mountains that stretch for tens of thousands of miles, and the wind and snow that have lasted for hundreds of thousands of years have turned mud and rocks into frozen soil, towering, majestic, and extremely cold.

Standing in the last populated area north of Fliga, you can see the scene of countless snow-white ridges and sharp blades plunging into the blue sky, and this forbidden area of survival is known as the "Cold Night Mountains". Legend has it that the Night Mountains are the dormitory of the goddess of ice and snow, Meserys, inhabited by countless powerful frost creatures, and hundreds of adventure teams have explored the Night Mountains throughout history, and all lives have been lost in the mournful north wind.

But even if you look through the 700 million books in the school city, there is a secret that has never appeared in the literature: there is a small tribe in the depths of the Cold Night Mountains, lonely and mysterious, isolated from the world.

It is a colony of the last descendants of a mysterious race.

......

Mock Harriken, a blacksmith from the Colddale Tribe, had a child six years ago and named him Ivo Harriken.

The newborn Ivo has a pair of sky-blue eyes, as clear as the blue sky, like two blue crystals, very agile.

Ivo was inexplicably reborn into this world six years ago, and his initial ecstasy faded over time, temporarily suppressing his curiosity after a passing dragon shattered his worldview.

Outside the Hangu tribe are endless mountains and countless beasts. The only way Ivo learned about the New World was through the ancient books on the three-story shelves of the village chief's house, and the yellowed books recorded the basic knowledge and history of the world.

The Hangu tribe is small, sparsely populated, with only one hundred and eighty-one people, and the weather is cold, with snow falling all year round, and a thick layer of pure white snow is piled up on the houses made of wood and stone.

After living in the tribe for six years, Ivo gradually adapted to the cold climate, as well as the differences in language and culture.

The faint light of the morning sun shone on his face, Ivo opened his eyes on time, put on his animal skin coat to protect him from the cold, and after a simple wash, he took out a few pieces of dried meat from the pottery vat, grabbed a handful of light blue ice rice, stepped on the stool in front of the stove and began to make breakfast, and the aroma of lean porridge gradually diffused.

Ivo sniffed it, turned his head to the back room and shouted, "Daddy, get up, come out for breakfast." ”

The curtain opened, and a middle-aged man with a tall and thin figure and a haggard face walked out, touched Ivo's head, scooped a bowl of light porridge, and ate it in small bites.

Mock is the father of this body, and there is a cheap dad, and Ivo is very awkward at first, but after six years of getting along, there is always some affection.

Ivo also scooped a bowl and sat down, picked out two strips of meat and put them in the Mok bowl, "You eat more." ”

Although Mork was a blacksmith, he was not in good health, his lungs were sick, and Ivo would hear Mock's painful cough while he was striking the iron.

"When you're growing your body, eat more meat. ”

"It's hard to strike iron, eat more by yourself, and leave me alone. ”

Food in the tribe is very tight, wild animals outside the tribe are scarce, the hunting cycle of several hunter teams is uncertain, and after each hunting return, each family is not allocated much food, and most of the food is stored in exchange for labor.

Mork was a blacksmith who traded his crafted logging axes, arrowheads, and spears for food.

There is only a father and no mother in the family, Ivo asked where his mother is, but Mock kept silent, although Ivo was curious, he got used to it over time.

Mo Ke remembered something, looked up and said, "Today is your sixth birthday, and the village chief is going to take you to sacrifice to the totem and let you choose the enlightenment teacher." ”

There is a tradition in the Handale tribe that young members are trained at the age of six, and three initiation teachers are selected among the tribal members, and each of them will teach a skill, and Ivo knows that Mock's initiation teacher is a retired old blacksmith, so Mock succeeds him as a blacksmith.

The Hangu tribe advocates labor and does not raise idlers, almost all members have a division of labor, and choosing an enlightenment teacher is equivalent to choosing a job in the tribe in the future.

However, Ivo's ambition is not here, he is very interested in the world outside the tribe, and he can't help but ask, "When can I leave the tribe?"

Mock was stunned for a moment, looked Ivo up and down, and recalled: "I saw a curious soul, exactly like when I was younger, if it weren't for the arrow in my knee back then......"

Ivo interrupted, "I don't want to die of old age in the tribe. ”

"At the age of sixteen, you have to have a coming-of-age ceremony before you can leave the tribe," Mo Ke said, "Before sacrificing the totem, the village chief will tell you the history and truth of the tribe. ”

The common sense books on the village chief's bookshelf had been read by Ivo several times, and he knew that there were many races in this world besides humans. Aren't you a Terran? No wonder I always feel that the tail vertebrae are a little developed.

The totem is in a small valley hundreds of meters outside the village, where there is a huge gray stone sculpture, which is a totem built by the tribe, and every member goes to worship the totem on his birthday, which is a tribal tradition.

The thought of that totem made Ivo look strange.

Although Ivo does not understand the mythological system of this world, that totem has appeared countless times in film and television works in his previous life, and it is carved of a demon.

What kind of mentality is it to regard demons as totems? Could it be that you were born into the evil camp?

Ivo wiped a cold sweat and felt a little stressed.

......

Bidding farewell to his father, Ivo made his way to the Tribal Totem.

This is a four-meter-high gray stone statue, with sheep's horns and horseshoe, six-legged wings, half-human and half-deer body, and a skull burning with a ghostly fire, and a mysterious aura of cold and evil lingers on the statue.

"It's too ugly...... Ivo has always thought that the symbolism of the totem is greater than the actual meaning, and he really can't understand what is wrong with believing, he has to believe in an ugly one.

The "Buzz ......" statue suddenly shook slightly, and the snow kept shaking off, as if sensing Ivo's words.

Ivo muttered, "Say you're ugly, this totem is so bright?"

The totem vibrates more and more, much like the lid of a pot when boiling water in a previous life.

"Good boy, this is the rhythm of the explosion!"

Taking a few steps back, Ivo felt furious, "Doesn't it mean that you are ugly, why are you so excited, you have to face the reality, there are still many beautiful things in the world......"

Airplanes!

The totem's head suddenly exploded, and a dark red light flew out, extremely fast, and shot into Ivo's forehead, and Ivo vaguely saw that the streamer seemed to be a seed. After being stunned for a long time, I touched my body, and I didn't feel any change, "Is it an illusion?"

At this time, a weak voice sounded in his head, "It's finally ......"

Ivo was stunned for a moment, holding his head and shouting in panic: "Sure enough, something bad has gone in!"

The voice was dissatisfied: "Oops? This king is ......."

Ivo slapped his head vigorously, snapping, and screaming as he patted: "Come out for me!"

"This King is ......"

Bang bang bang.

"This King ......"

Bang bang bang.

"This ......"

A snap.

The voice couldn't bear it, and there was a roar of rage: "Stop shooting!

What the hell is this? Ivo calmed down, looked at the head of the totem that had been blown into a pile of rubble, froze for a while, and said cautiously: "This 'Mr. Benwang', which immortal are you?"

The voice proudly said, "This king is your god and your faith." ”

Ivo was stunned: "Sanqing Patriarch, you are also wearing it?"

"Who is the Sanqing Patriarch?" the voice was confused: "This king is the great Frost Demon Lord!"

Oh...... It's going to be wrong.

Ivo coughed awkwardly, "Can you get out of my head and speak again?"

"This king has burned his body, and only this demon seed remains, which is very weak, and can only be recovered by nourishing it in the child's brain with pure soul power...... Hmm, why can't I read your memory," the Demon Lord said strangely, "The soul is so huge, it is not at all like a young child, it is simply the perfect brain domain for nurturing the Demon Seed of this King. ”

Ivo is in a very bad mood, it's like a thief who entered your house and left a note when he was done, praising your family for being rich, Ivo took a deep breath to calm down and asked, "So you want to stay in my head for a long time?"

"That's right. ”

Ivo looked left and right, "Where is there a sharp stone, I need to make a scoop for myself." ”

“......”

Ivo took a deep breath and was optimistic, even if he had an extra gadget in his head, he still had to be confident in life, "It's better to meet than to chat, and come out for a walk." ”

Suddenly, a creature appeared in Ivo's consciousness, exactly the same as the totem in front of him, the difference is that the demon lord in his consciousness is alive, the demon lord spoke, and his tone was arrogant: "This is the projection of this king, I have followed your soul here, hundreds of years of worship, when it is time for your race to return, surrender to the great frost demon lord, I will give you supreme potential." ”

"Hehe, naughty," Ivo muttered with a smile on his face, looking left and right for something, "This thing looks like a brain tumor, and it still needs to be opened......"

"......" The Demon Lord's ugly face twitched for a while, and suddenly became even uglier.

This script is not right, why is this child not panicked at all, no matter how you say that this king is also your god, or has your race evolved again, even children are so calm......

Seeing Ivo weighing the stone in his hand, with an expression of determination, the demon lord was frightened, and had to explain: "Don't be afraid, the brain domain is equivalent to your thinking space, I live in your brain domain is beneficial to you, coexist with you, if you die, I will die, in order to protect you, this king will provide power to fuse into your body, you will have extremely powerful potential, and you will have the pass to the path of the strong." ”

"Oh......" Ivo suddenly realized, the golden finger of the old grandfather brand, sure enough, there are benefits for crossing the crowd!

Tell me, dear, how long you were late, leaving me behind a miserable modern three-good young man who waited alone in this vast north wind for six years, always worried about where the beast that had never seen it would ferment me into organic matter.

But -- yes -- now -- not -- the same -- anymore!

Goldfinger has been delivered to the door, will a happy life be far away!

Ahem, a large part of the above is just Ivo's YY, whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway.

We have to be reserved, we have to be pinched, we have to be urine, we can't kneel and lick, so Ivo said impatiently: "You say coexistence is coexistence, what do you think of my head, hotel?"

The demon lord almost laughed angrily, how many believers are willing to give everything, just in exchange for a little bit of power from this king, this king wronged himself to live in the mind of this kid, and it turned out to be a bad thing in the eyes of this kid.

Ivo asked, "How long are you going to stay?"

The Demon Lord thought for a moment, "A hundred years. ”

Ivo was discolored, and 24k gold thighs were not as important as privacy, otherwise wouldn't his wife be looked down on when he snapped? Ivo suddenly felt that the future life of the couple was green.

"Bastard, this king has no interest in human women!"

Ivoci said, "Can you know what I think?"

The Demon Lord snorted, "Dwelling in your mind, your thoughts are conversations with me. ”

It's worth it! Open the scoop! Hurry up and open the scoop!

"You calm down this king!"

......

After a while, Ivo sighed for a long time, and had to accept this reality, and he lived in a nail household in his head, and he couldn't get rid of it, so he could only communicate well, and said helplessly: "What do you call Brother Tai?"

The Demon Lord said proudly, "Remember the name of this king, His Highness Deloabal Maktus Czeelo Sohai Yaogu. ”

Ivo nodded, "Then His Highness Demacia......"

"It's Deloyaba......"

Ivo interrupted it, "Whoever remembers such a long name, will call you Demacia in the future." ”

The Demon Lord was furious, "How dare you!"

"You're a resident, I'm a landlord, why don't you dare?"

The demon lord is inexplicably sad and angry, the dignified demon lord of this king, what a noble big demon, it is a shame that the name should be summed up by a child in a short way! Even the bastard of the Odin god system has not humiliated this king so much!

Wait, speaking of Odin's gods...... The Demon Lord suddenly felt as if he had forgotten something.

Bang! The totem shattered, and a holy white-gold light pierced through the space and shot at Ivo's head, the terrifying fluctuations almost freezing the air.

The demon lord roared angrily: "I can actually follow this king through the turbulent current of space to chase and kill, this king can only mobilize one-thousandth of his strength now, and he can't stop the impact of divine power at all! This is the power of the gods!"

Ivo is stupid, what is the situation, his head is in the nail household, and it also brings unwarranted disasters, is it taboo to get up today?!

Other people's protagonists' golden fingers are more powerful, if you want exercises to give exercises, if you want pills to give pills, my family's golden fingers will give me a shot?!

The white-gold divine power impact teleported in front of Ivo, and a trembling of death swept through his body, even if he died once, Ivo still had an irrepressible surge of fear in his heart, and his whole body couldn't move, so he could only stared blankly at the platinum light quickly approaching his eyebrows.

Don't mind, what a waste of taxpayers' money!

The demon lord was extremely anxious, the remaining demonic power was not enough to let him leave Ivo's body, Ivo was dead, he was also dead, he frantically mobilized the remaining strength, ready to fight desperately.

Just as Ivo and the Demon Lord were facing despair, a large hand suddenly reached out from the side, grabbing the platinum light with ease, like catching a piece of ripe fallen fruit.

Ivo stared blankly at the village chief who appeared beside him at some point, the village chief was holding a platinum light in his hand, it looked like he was holding a glowing egg, and he didn't have the terrifying power just now, the village chief looked confused, and wondered: "What kind of beast's egg is this, how can it glow, is it that I have diarrhea and hallucinations......

The village chief pinched it lightly, and the platinum light shattered, turning into light dust and slowly dissipating.

The village chief looked sorry: "Ah, it's broken, it's a pity, I really want to hatch it out to see the variety." ”

Ivo's jaw almost fell to the ground: ", village chief, you have a bunker!"

The Demon Lord looked at the village chief with a confused expression, "That's the power of the gods......"

Well...... It was also possible that the Divine Power Impact followed him through the countless spatial turbulences, and the power had been dissipated, and the Demon Lord preferred to believe this explanation.

The village chief frowned and looked at the shattered totem, and said angrily: "Ivo, did you break the totem, you ...... Why did you lie down?"

Ivo's expression was lying flat and weak: "There are a lot of things that happened today, let me ...... slowly"

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