In the realm of the Demon Rakshasa, the smoke of gunpowder and the flames of war are pervasive, blood and death are the eternal themes, and collapse and destruction sing the elegy of the world.

In the first year of the new era, the sun exudes a strange aura, and a faint black glow glows from the corona. Then, the black swallowed the sky, and the earth sank. The wave of destruction encompassed the entire Vinaya Realm - a world dominated by the Terrans, but from here everything was different.

The spatial barrier shattered, and from the depths of the black sun came the groans of another world, the Demon Luo Realm, and the world ruled by demon beasts was revealed to the world, and its people began a protracted expedition.

The demon spirits invaded in a big way, and with their bodies far superior to those of the human race and their unpredictable demonic powers, they challenged the humans who had long lived at the top of the food chain. However, humanity is not powerless to resist. Alchemy, an ancient skill that has been resurrected after a fault, has been re-enshrined in the form of spell weapons and various mysterious devices, and humanity has begun a protracted war against the demons.

During this long battle, people gradually discovered that by fusing the flesh and blood of the demon spirit with themselves, they could awaken the more ancient power in the bloodline, and accordingly fight the demon beasts. And these people who fused the flesh and blood of the demon spirits are called - Demon Walkers. The Terrans finally broke free from the disadvantage of defeat and fought against the demon Luo on an equal footing.

After a thousand years, the Demon Luo Realm and the Law Brake Realm finally merged, and they were no longer separated from each other. But their respective beings are still shedding blood in the newborn world. The demon beasts and the human race have accumulated a bitter hatred with fire and blood for thousands of years, and they will never die. The millennium holy war continues, and the future in the fire is still sprinkled with blood.

Three thousand years later, the human race sacrificed dozens of sages and three hundred sages to seal the black sun, the demon beasts declined, and so did the human race. However, the hatred will not disappear, the two races are in a stalemate but the war is still there, but it has become a fragmented conflict, and even this cannot hide the magnificence of the epic, and the blood will never obliterate its beauty because of its insignificance, let alone ......

The blood moon rises. The seal of the Three Hundred Sages and the Thirty-Three Sages could not completely neutralize the power of the Black Sun, it was too powerful. The seal locks it but can't hide its light, the sun in the Demon Rakshasa realm is always black but shines on the world with normal light, and it is extremely evil. What's more, one night every three years, the blood-colored moon rises as beautiful as real blood. This is a projection of the power of the Black Sun that has been accumulated for three years to borrow the blood moon.

All the demon beasts will gain the power of their gods on this night and become more violent, bathed in the blood-colored moonlight, their claws sharper, their demonic power boiling, and the ancient power in their veins awakened. Roar, this is the signal of the coming war, and it triggers the punishment of antiquity.

It is night, and there will be blood and drifting, and millions of corpses will be ambushed.

What has been rippling for 10,000 years is the roar of war...... Demons and people, blood and fire.

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On the night of October 13857, the setting sun had already sunset, and the white moonlight rippled like water, gently caressing this dense forest and flowing through the backbone of the breeze. The insects chirped, and the moonlit night became more and more quiet and serene. In the distance, there was a low beast roar, which added a bit of oppression, as if waiting for something.

Sea Lantern City, a platform for astronomical observers

This is a sacred place for practicing alchemy, where masters from all over the world can conduct the most cutting-edge and dangerous experiments, and at the same time, visitors from all over the world can admire the footsteps of the former saints. This magnificent building is located in the northern suburbs of the Sea Lantern City, built on the highest mountain - the Sea Lantern Peak, the whole city is named after the mountain, you can imagine the height of this black mountain peak, even because it is too high to hide in the clouds, and the astronomical observer platform is at the top of the mountain abruptly rises, each layer of the building is full of runes emitting a variety of colors of light to illuminate the night sky, looking across the vast sea in the south of the city, it is really like a giant lighthouse guiding ships through the fog to return to their hometown.

What few people know is that such a towering building into the clouds also has an underground part, and it is not much shorter than the length above ground, buried deep in the dark mountain. It's a forbidden area on weekdays, with the most dangerous alchemy equipment stored to destroy the megacity and everything around it, including all living beings in the endless sea.

In the deepest part of the underground building, in the door entwined with countless rune chains, there was a thin figure standing with his hands in his hands and looking up at the ceiling of the room. I was thinking about something. Countless blue points of light in the room rise and fall, moving and converging regularly, as if they are projections of the endless starry sky. If you look closely, each point of light is wrapped in a strange-looking object, which is different from each other.

In the center of the room, a red point of light stood out and was releasing a strange glow of blood. The thin figure below looked up. This is an old man, with a white beard and wrinkles, stacked on top of each other like weathered bark, so old that no one can tell his age, only time to understand his vicissitudes. The old man stood in the room, but it seemed to stop in the void of the universe for eternity, a pair of large and deep eyes were moon-white, and under the blinking, the scene in the room was put into the bottom of the eyes, but it seemed that there was another starry sky disillusioned, and they were born together.

The old man muttered, "Three years, it's here again." Time flies, and in a blink of an eye it's time for them to be restless again. After speaking, a tragic momentum like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood suddenly erupted on his body, like the blood of millions of living beings pouring down, annihilating the primeval world.

He stretched out his hand to draw a trajectory, and the stars in the room moved with it, and with a bang, a point of light took the initiative to touch the old man's fingertips, and the light suddenly brightened up a black portal the size of a grain of rice contained in it, and for a while, the black runes surged and wrapped the old man into a dark ball of light, and the blue points of light flew quickly and inlaid on the black ball.

"Sometimes they don't learn to be good without paying a little price. The old man left these words, and a black light disappeared from the room in a flash. The basement was dark.

Holy Mound, Valhalla

In the middle of the main hall, a huge white ball of light was suspended in the air, emitting a soft light, which looked extremely holy.

As if sensing something, the light fluctuated for a moment, and then an obscure wave radiated from the ball of light, traveling into the distance at an extremely fast speed.

On a barren mountain in the distance, a man about twenty or thirty years old was walking on the moon, and an obscure fluctuation came, and the ring on his right index finger suddenly glowed, and two lines of dark golden handwriting appeared: "The blood moon is coming out, return quickly." The man looked up at the sky, the tips of his silver hair blocked his eyelashes, he stroked the black suitcase covered with dark purple patterns in his hand, and with a step on it, he instantly appeared on another mountain, and began to move rapidly towards a huge city not far away. A pair of delicate and indifferent eyes were filled with a little smile at this time.

Many more people received the news at the same time.

In the depths of the desert, a middle-aged man with a black knife looked at the two lines of words and thought deeply, but in the next moment, he galloped into the distance.

On the snowy mountain, an old woman pushed open the half-hidden broken door with a cane, and disappeared in a silver light in a blink of an eye.

There are also old men who walk through the Daze, graceful women in gorgeous palaces, and young people swimming by the sea......

Some of humanity's apex forces are urgently recalled to prepare for the coming war.

All the megacities were brightly lit, the piercing sirens echoed, figures on the city walls ran back and forth, one rune array after another was activated, silver smelting missiles were pushed into the smoothbore, and the magic machinery creaked into readiness.

Civilians were hiding in their homes, and all soldiers were armed with swords or loaded alchemical firearms.

This is, the real war.