Twilight was aware of the mutation a minute ago.

The first thing that made him feel that something was wrong was the flock of birds. A large number of birds and finches chirped and flew high from the cliffs, hovering and refusing to drop their branches.

The Demon King slowly narrowed his eyes, and he looked down the cliff. It seemed to be business as usual, but the instincts that had been impregnated in the fight and assassination almost immediately tensed the nerves.

He knew that there were guards arranged by the royal court below. The flock of birds flew in shock, and eighty percent of them had a battle.

And now the Barrier Cliff has nothing but a crippled demon king, and if there is an intruder, it is designated as coming for him.

…… In the end, I still can't hide from it.

Dusk was silent for a moment, then returned to the cabin, removed the bronze scimitar from the wall, and weighed it in his palm.

This love knife, which has not been separated from his body for more than ten years, is a bit heavy for him now.

Faint Flare simply left the scabbard behind, and walked out of his cabin with a scimitar alone.

Before descending the mountain, he turned his head and took a deep look at the top of the Barrier Cliff.

The sun falls on the cliffs, and the jagged rocks cast dappled shadows. Some of the small flowers had already bloomed early, and they were the seeds left behind by Lanmuir.

This is only the first spring after the barrier is broken, and the vegetation will become denser and the soil will become more and more fertile in the future.

So, he thought.

At least there should be no more fighting and no more corpses here.

After walking out for a quarter of an hour, Dusk met the demons who surrounded him.

The leader was no stranger, Gu Lellon sat on the back of the lizard, looked at the slowly approaching figure with a gloomy face, and raised his hand to stop the soldier with a spear behind him.

"Hmph, now it's a veritable Broken Horn Demon King."

Gu Leilong said: "At the beginning, you indulged the human race to take away my son's demonic breath, and now you yourself have ended up in the silence of the demonic breath, what a good retribution!" ”

When she heard this, she couldn't help but laugh.

At the beginning, in order to open the enchantment, Lan Muir had asked Yin Sha to "borrow" the magic breath. As a result, he pushed the Holy Monarch back to the world with a slap, and the unlucky newborn demon king didn't want to get his power back in this life.

"Let's get straight ahead," he asked, "what are you doing here?" ”

Gu Leilong: "Dignified Demon King, what does it mean to stay in such a wilderness?" I can't stand it, and I want to invite my king to my tribe as a guest! ”

With a wave of his hand, two demons walked out behind him, each holding a chain in his hand, and approached the faint light.

"Understood," said Faint Yao, "you want to arrest me and threaten the royal court." ”

As he spoke, he snorted lazily, and took the initiative to walk towards the two demons, "Then come on." ”

Gu Leilong showed a look of satisfaction. He was worried that Dusk Yao would choose to flee after discovering their traces, and it would be over if he dragged them to the royal court and sent troops. But now it seems that capturing the Broken Horn Demon King is just the work of catching a turtle in an urn.

"Don't worry, I, Gu Leilong, am not a demon who doesn't know what to do."

He snorted arrogantly, "The barrier of the abyss is opened because of you, as long as you follow us obediently, my tribe will never harm your life......"

Before the words fell, the knife flashed.

The first thing I heard was the crisp sound of metal clashing, and the demon soldier on the left screamed, and the chains took off his hands.

The scimitar made a sound of wind, and the tip of the knife stirred up the chains and spun in a large circle, and the iron shackles straightened

Straight to the temple of another soldier. The demon stared and fell down,

I died before I fell to the ground!

A cold fierce light bloomed from the dim eyes,

With a flick of the scimitar, he stepped on the back of the lizard in three steps. That heavy knife slashed down at Gu Leilong's head!

"You!!"

Gu Leilong was covered in a cold sweat, and he only had time to draw his saber, full of demonic breath and go up.

But at this moment, he was straddled on the back of the lizard, and there was no support on the lower plate, and when the two knives collided, he couldn't help but scream in pain, and his upper body fell backwards, almost not rolling off the mount!

Di Yao laughed loudly: "If you say that you are here to take my life, I still look up to you!" ”

He flipped back, narrowly avoiding the spears stabbed by several soldiers, and landed on the ground with a backhand slash that slashed the lizard's eye!

The blood rushed into the air, and the monster suddenly went berserk, roaring miserably and running on all fours. Gullellon was thrown out, throwing himself on all fours and eating a mouthful of dirt.

"Chief!"

"Chief, beware——!"

Gu Leilong got up with a disgraced face, and couldn't believe what had just happened: it was said that the Broken Horn Demon King was depressed after losing his magic breath, where is this depressed appearance!?

What did he want to do, knowing that he had no magic breath, and was ready to fight a group of soldiers head-on with only physical strength? Is this a search for survival or death?

Looking at the faint again, under the blow just now, his right hand holding the knife was connected to his forearm, and he had been burned by Gu Leilong's demonic breath to the scales and cracked.

But as if he didn't feel the pain at all, he slashed at the surrounding demons with a knife. The soldiers in front were so frightened by this deadly posture that they hesitated for a second. The Demon King took advantage of the situation and swirled the scimitar in a big whirlwind, and the soldier's head flew into the air with blood!

Gu Leilong was annoyed and angry, "Do it!" Just take a breath! ”

The soldiers cautiously approached from all sides and outflanked the Broken Horned Demon King.

After all, the faint light has no magic breath, and it won't last long before it gradually loses. There were more wounds on his body, but he still refused to retreat.

The Demon King's idea is very simple: if the Enchantment Cliff fights, the royal court will definitely get the news, as long as it drags on for a while...... It's hard to say whether he can survive or not, the tribe of Gurelong is bound to be slaughtered.

After all, in the concept of faint light, he went to beat the other demons, okay; He doesn't go to beat the other demons, okay; But if there is another devil who wants to beat him, he will not think about going back in a dignified manner.

Dusk swung another sword.

The price was the Devil's Breath bombarding his right shoulder.

…… He remembered that Ranmuir had said that he did not want him to die in battle.

But the Holy Monarch is gone, so no one can take care of him.

He deliberately stayed away from the top of the Barrier Cliff, and even if he died, Ranmuel would not know—just as he did not know whether the Holy Monarch was alive or dead now. That's fine, they deserve it because they have taken different paths.

It's just when I thought of this sentence in a dim and self-defeating way.

Suddenly it was dark.

It was as if a hole had been burned through the sky, and the demon's breath spread wantonly from that hole, as if a god had inadvertently knocked over the thick ink.

The cloud curtain was burned and turned into a sea of black fire; The golden sunlight was swallowed up, and after a winter, the abyss briefly returned to eternal darkness.

"Chief! Look at the heavens, there is a ......! ”

Space is artificially distorted

。 It was the power of the law that was enough to break through the confinement, and it used to take the combined efforts of five temple elders to open the Great Law Circle-

Reappeared in the world by the wrath of the Holy King.

High in the sky, a silver-haired demon figure appeared.

A pair of lilac eyes like glass, overlooking the earth silently.

Lanmuir's expression was grim, his arms stretched out in the void, and the demon's breath gathered in his palm in the form of a long bow and arrows.

Dark light surrounded him, dotting the fluttering sleeves, and a terrifying coercion enveloped the entire Barrier Cliff.

Time seemed to freeze, and no demon dared to move again, and no one dared to shout again. All eyes converged in horror on the arrow that condensed the deep demonic breath.

Only Dim opened his eyes wide and looked at the one who drew the bow.

"Lan ......!?"

Everything is the same as it was fourteen years ago.

It's just that it was the golden light that illuminated the eternal dark abyss back then.

At this moment, it was the dark light that drove out the sun of the abyss.

The Holy Monarch let go of the invisible bowstring, and a fierce wind descended from the sky, drowning out the name of the Demon King.

…… Ranmuir.

When the Demon Breath Arrow swept towards him, for a tenth of a second, the Demon King felt in a trance that the Holy Monarch had finally decided to kill him.

He was very dazed and shocked: Wait, what are you doing, just because I am not willing to follow the death method you arranged, you do not hesitate to open a spatial magic circle to kill me with your own hands?

Can you not be so unreasonable, are you the Demon King or am I the Demon King!?

— until the arrow grazed his ear.

Dusk looked back and saw a bloody hole in Gu Leilon's throat, and he fell straight to the ground, stirring up a cloud of sand.

The darkness of the sky dissipated, and daylight returned to the earth.

The figure of the silver-haired and white-robed demon in the clouds also faded with the failure of the laws of space, and it was about to disappear like a bubble.

"Ranmuir, don't go, Ranmuir!!"

His brain was buzzing, and the blood was burning all over his body. Without even thinking about it, he rushed towards the top of the Barrier Cliff.

Gu Leilong's subordinates scattered as if they had seen a ghost, and they didn't dare to touch the demon king again.

And in the eyes of the dim, there was no such group of miscellaneous soldiers, and he even lost his knife and plunged into the most remote path.

Ranmuel came to his rescue, and the Holy Lord saw him on the other side of the Barrier Cliff......

The Demon King even had the urge to cry. How good it was that his Lanmuir survived, was well up, and came to see him and the flowers he planted in the spring, as promised.

That arrow is certainly not the end, and the faint light thinks so for no reason. He's sure he'll see Ranmuir again...... Even if it's just one side, even if it's the last one.

Let him see him one last time.

As he ran, tree branches and rock walls flew past both sides, and suddenly opened up in front of him.

It was still a quiet cliff top, with a gentle breeze, early flowers and grass illuminated by the warm sun, and a harp under the steps of the cabin.

Faint gasped, shook a little, and stood firm. He took one step forward, and another step.

“…… Ranmuir. His eyes were fixed on the spatial confinement above his head, and he muttered, "Lanmuir." ”

Lanmuir, are you on it?

Are you looking down at me?

What is your expression at the moment,

Laughing,

Or is it that sad look again?

Will there be someone with you, someone who will hold you tightly and hold your hand so that you will not cry, as I once did?

How much has your illness been cured, and why are you completely demonized?

Will the Terrans treat you badly because of this?

If you are bullied, who can protect you?

Will opening the space circle aggravate your illness, and why doesn't anyone stop you?

Are you better off, are you free as I want it to be?

Does anyone love you as much as I do, or love you more than I do?

And what about you, will you also fall in love with someone in the future, and spend the rest of your life hand in hand, with whom you will spend a longer time than our fourteen years......

These questions almost broke the demon king's chest.

Dizzy's heart was like a knife, and before he could speak, tears fell first.

He wanted to step forward and pour out these questions one by one, but he was afraid that his current appearance of new wounds and old wounds would scare the humans on the other end.

"My king."

But suddenly, a familiar voice sounded from behind him.

Footsteps rustled parting blades of grass, and the breath that had been accompanied for seven years approached from behind.

Suddenly, Diaoyao's brain went blank, and he stiffened and didn't dare to look back.

But then, his wrist was gently pulled up, and the gentle force made the demon king have to turn around-

Lanmuir looked at him peacefully, touched his broken horn in distress, and whispered, "My king, here I am." ”！