The uneasiness in the Shadow Scythe's heart grew heavier and heavier. Eventually, it simply stopped and withdrew from its flail. The uneasiness in my heart became stronger, and it began to spin around anxiously in place, in the end, to move forward?

In fact, after its intermittent feelings of fear of the road ahead, the search for the source of the scent is no longer an important goal.

It can tell that there is a deviation between its own perception and that of the surrounding demons by the state of the surrounding demons, so there must be a big problem with the source of the fragrance. And the answer to this question is likely to kill it.

People die for money, birds die for food, that's right. But the real implementation depends on whether the lure is attractive enough. Obviously, an unknown herb is not worth its life

So, what if the temptation is big enough?

What really makes it hesitate is some of the associations that come from previous experiences.

This Shadow Scythe was born less than four years ago, and three years ago it was an ordinary Shadow Scythe cub in the forest, and even after being abandoned by its biological mother because it was discovered that it lacked the ability to perceive danger at birth, it was desperately struggling at the bottom of the food chain.

It must be a miracle that such a weak person who is destined to be eliminated has survived until now. Yes, there was a miracle, and it changed its life......

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Three years ago.

Because it was too weak, it was just abandoned and was targeted by a three-tailed rat shark that was predatoring. This flawed demon cub was unexpectedly very alert. And the movement was very fast, and for a while, the sturdy three-tailed rat shark did not catch up.

In a hurry, it ran into the forbidden area of the forest, the Black Marsh, in order to survive.

It was a seemingly ordinary swamp deep in the forest, and in the eyes of the demon Luo, the black swamp was a hell wandering on earth. I couldn't understand where this fear came from: there had never been a demon in distress here, it was no other swamp in appearance, and even ordinary creatures could freely traverse the jungle mire.

However, this area has never been known to humans (after all, Yelan Town has only been established for more than 400 years, and no humans have settled here before that). It's not for nothing that the black quagmire has been considered off-limits by all the demons for thousands of years.

Because as long as any demon luo came near this place, even the highest rank in the forest, the lord-level demon lord, would be alarmed when they approached this pond and swamp, as if there was something in this peaceful swamp that could threaten their lives.

And the closer you get to this piece of land, the stronger this feeling becomes, and even in the end, the lord-level demon Luo will even be pressed to the ground by this coercion, unable to move. And at this time, the lord-level demon Luo hadn't even penetrated a third of the way.

A higher-level demon has never appeared in this barren area, so for thousands of years, there has never been a demon luo that has been able to truly penetrate into it. The Black Pond, as a forbidden area passed down by word of mouth among the demons, has maintained a desolation and silence for thousands of years, like an ancient song, which has been sung all the time.

And the appearance of this congenital physical defect Shadow Scythe Demon broke the tranquility of thousands of years.

Sensing no danger, it easily crossed the initial barrier and fled all the way to the deepest part of the Black Swamp. Then, the first warning of danger in life began to appear on it. Almost instantly, the young Shadow Scythe felt like it was about to die, and the fear of its throat clenching so tightly that it forgot to breathe.

Then, very suddenly, the fear disappeared. This was due to a physical defect that would have been impossible for him to feel without the corresponding function. But the pressure of the black swamp was so terrifying that it almost ignored the body, stabbing this coercion straight to the depths of the soul.

But the physical effects are also gradually being revealed. For it, Kuromara's coercion was not entirely on its body, and this unique power for the Demon Lord's ability to perceive danger was like a frequency band with poor reception on an old-fashioned radio to the Shadow Scythe Demon at the time, and it didn't work when it failed.

This vague freshness gave this little demon Luo who was not deeply involved in the world a lot of curiosity. It began to cautiously walk deeper into the swamp, striding steadily on all fours towards the source of the signal.

Soon, it approached the source of the induction, a small patch of charred soil. In a swampy area surrounded by moist soil, it's easy to spot the weirdness of a piece of almost dry soil. At this point, the signal became stronger, leaving less and less time for the Shadow Scythe to buffer.

But for some reason, the newborn cub did not give up digging into the secrets of this place. Although it is overwhelmed most of the time, it begins to scratch the soil with its little paws whenever it has the opportunity. It gut tells it that what lies below is very helpful to it.

So, in line with the idea that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, the Shadow Scythe Demon continued to dig into this parched soil.

Under these conditions, I don't know how long it took to dig, but the tail scythe that the Shadow Scythe Demon used to dig finally came across something hard, because the hole was so deep that it didn't have time to see what it was digging, and then a thick black light erupted from the mouth of the cave.

"Whew~~" the Shadow Scythe Demon screamed, because it had dug so deep that not only did it take up two-thirds of its body's tail, but half of its body was still stretched out in the cave. At this moment, a tearing pain swept through its entire nerves, and almost instantly, it fainted.

The black light that erupted from the entrance of the cave spread to the surrounding land within ten zhang, and the rich black light on the charred ground almost liquefied, covering the entire body of the Shadow Scythe Demon. Then, from the depths of the cave, a teardrop-shaped black crystal slowly emerged.

The black light rippled like water waves, and then the crystal began to change, from the original solid state to the liquid state. This transformation does not melt, but gradually begins to acquire the unique properties of a liquid while maintaining its original shape. Eventually, the black, reddish crystal turned into something resembling the blood of some creature.

A vague consciousness emanates from this drop of black blood...... Millennium...... This ...... The power is finally ...... Descendants of the Demon Lord...... Finally found ...... The back hand I left behind...... "As this consciousness continued to clarify, a rich black glow began to ooze from the black blood.

“...... Wish...... It won't be too late...... My Consciousness...... ...... not yet extinguished"

At this time, the black blood suddenly had a different change, and among the black rays that oozed from it, a little dark golden light came out of nothing, and slowly began to expand. Another consciousness also awakened from the black blood.

“...... You...... Demon ...... Deadly...... It shouldn't be that way...... I...... The voice of consciousness is like the result ......of hundreds or thousands of different voices coming together. With the emergence of this consciousness, the dark golden light began to expand its range continuously, and finally fought against the black mang.

“...... Years...... You...... Why are you still ......?" said the will of the Black Mang, angrily.

“...... You...... Indestructible...... I will punish ......" The dark golden light began to strangle the black mang.

“...... Dead ......"

“...... Kill ......"

Two ancient consciousnesses who had been fighting for an unknown number of years began a new war, and the black and dark golden light compressed to the extreme within a radius of ten zhang, attacking each other, and the terrifying power made the void tremble but did not hurt the nearby grass and trees in the slightest. This kind of near-perfect mastery of one's own power cannot even be done by a sage or an emperor among the demons.

“...... Chaos...... At the beginning of the end......" the black mang's consciousness roared. There was no energy emanating, as if all the elements in this space began to gather towards him at just one thought. Earth, water, fire, wind, thunder...... All imaginable elements come together to evolve into a chaotic phantom of the beginning of heaven and earth.

“...... Order...... The Beginning of Destruction......" Dark Gold Consciousness murmured. The invisible power trembled, and one after another huge dark golden sigils appeared in the void, one by one mysterious and unpredictable, fixed in the void, but as if suppressing the past, present, and future, eternal and unchanging.

Boundless darkness was born in the chaotic universe, destroying everything and destroying all tangible qualities. And on the edge of the universe, three hundred and thirty-three incomparably ancient runes outlined into a mysterious and complex circle array, from which countless tiny runes were born and evolved infinite mysteries, fixing the chaotic universe and refining it alive.

“...... You can't stop me this time......" Heimang consciousness roared angrily: "...... My power...... Pick-up ......"

At this time, it was already late at night, and in a place where people could not see, the black sun suspended in the void trembled, as if sensing something, the pitch-black corona erupted, wanting to break through the obstacles and descend on the world again.

The three hundred and thirty-three runes wrapped around the Black Sun vibrated at the same time, bursting out with endless brilliance, suppressing the Black Sun's restlessness to its lowest point.

"Roar" The black sun actually made a sound similar to the roar of a beast, trying to hit the barrier again.

Ancient and ethereal chanting came from the void, and the formation of three hundred and thirty-three runes represented all the laws in the world, representing order, suppressing the struggle of the black sun.

However, there was still a wisp of black light overflowing, and although it was immediately extinguished by the light of the rune, it still had an impact through the endless void.

Sensing the power of the black sun, the moon, which had been quietly suspended in the sky, suddenly burst into a dark purple light, and almost instantly, the purple light was replaced by red. There is no gradual process at all, and a demonic blood moon descends.

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.

In the moment before the Black Sun erupted, it shuddered violently as if sensing something, the light flickered, and then a layer of obscure fluctuations diverged from the ball of light, crossing the void and traveling into the distance at an extremely fast speed.

"Isn't it going to take a few more days for the Blood Moon to fall......? And it's coming too fast this time!"

Countless people were overwhelmed by the sudden arrival of the Blood Moon, and the Demon Lords who felt the power of the Blood Moon were also puzzled, but they soon began to charge at the nearest human settlement. The human race also reacted, and all the alchemy arrays were opened, and the magic machinery was overloaded.

In the black swamp, the black mang's consciousness bathed in the light of the blood moon obviously became more active, and the dark golden light began to retreat.

“...... I...... Bust...... Pick up ......" Dark Gold Consciousness said slightly.

The white ball of light in the Holy Tomb Valhalla sensed something, and huge runes appeared outside the pure white sphere, and across the endless void, a huge circle composed of pure white runes appeared in the black swamp. The dazzling white light lit up, continuously injecting pure runic power into the dark gold consciousness.

The black glow and the dark golden light strangled each other, and the red light of the blood moon and the white light of the circle stood in harmony. And the body of the Shadow Scythe Demon, which was at the intersection of the two forces, had already exploded into a blood mist at this time, but it retained its original form because of the strange balance at the junction of the two forces. Outwardly, it looks like the Shadow Scythe has been magnified into a rough pixel red silhouette.