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The Demon Lord said, "Then he persuaded many elders and my elder to agree that he would sacrifice to the stars with the souls of the demon warriors who died on the battlefield. ”

Hearing the words of offering sacrifices to the starry sky, Chen Changsheng had a very bad omen and asked, "To whom and what do you ask?"

The Demon Lord said with mockery: "Naturally, it is a sacrifice to the Holy Light Continent on the other side of the starry sky, those elders hope that the Holy Light Continent can come to our aid, and some timid nobles even hope that they can be sent back to the Holy Light Continent, so naturally they don't have to face the danger and pain of extermination." ”

Chen Changsheng said, "Hasn't the origin of the demon clan been erased, why can they know?"

"In the past six months, the war has been raging, the situation has been chaotic, many rules have lost their effectiveness, and many secrets have naturally been circulated. ”

The Demon Lord looked at a certain university scholar.

A university scholar's face suddenly turned pale, and then he began to vomit blood.

The blood was not red, nor gold, nor green, but black.

The scholar was obviously poisoned, and said bitterly: "Even if I don't say it, the military advisor knows everything." ”

The Demon Lord said calmly, "But you still said it. ”

The scholar fell to the ground, twitched twice, and then stopped breathing.

The Demon Lord looked at the crowd, mainly Xu Yourong, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry." ”

Chen Changsheng didn't notice, but was thinking about what he had just said.

The upper echelons of the demon race all pinned their hopes on that altar, and it was naturally difficult to do their best on the battlefield, whether it was subjective or how. In this way, the situation of the demons will be even worse, and the more this happens, the more they will pin their hopes on the altar. That altar was like the swamp outside the old snowy city, as long as it fell on it, no matter how hard you struggled, it was difficult to get up again. The Demon Lord should have seen this very clearly, why didn't he stop the black robe, why didn't he destroy the altar?

The Demon Lord looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "I think you should have guessed it, yes, I also want to keep the last hope." ”

Chen Changsheng said, "Even if it goes against the will of the demon lords of the past dynasties?"

The Demon Lord sighed: "I don't want to either, it's not that I'm being forced too hard by you." ”

Chen Changsheng said: "You have already done it ten years ago. ”

This is talking about the two angels who once appeared in the White Emperor City.

"There will be a very big difference. ”

The Demon Lord looked at him and said seriously, "Because the number is different. ”

With that, he opened his arms.

The black skull rises without wind.

Like the demonic flame that condensed the night, it also swayed, and something loomed.

Those were stone statues, tall or short, no more than a foot, neither gold nor jade, and I don't know what material they were made of.

Some stone statues are half-crouching, and some statues are about to fly, delicate and agile, which has exceeded the scope of carving.

Chen Changsheng's expression became very solemn.

The stone statue did not exude any breath, but it had an extremely strange feeling, as if it might come to life at any time.

Wang Po and the others all had a strong sense of vigilance in their hearts.

Like Chen Changsheng, they all thought of the two angels in the White Emperor City, and they thought of a different kind of red.

If a stone statue is an angel, how many stone statues are densely packed as far as the eye can see?

The flames danced.

The night was restless, and there was a dead silence.

Many questions have been answered.

The black robe's hatred for the human race, really as deep as the West Sea, in order to eliminate the human race, it is actually done to the extreme, in the past hundreds of years, he counted on relying on the demon race to eliminate the human race, when he found that the general trend has changed, this has become an impossible task, he did not hesitate to choose another path.

On the road to the defeat of the demons, he ruthlessly pushed the demons, forced the demons into a desperate situation in the shortest possible time, forced the demons to step into his own pace, and mobilized countless resources to build an altar, ready to welcome the angel army from the Holy Light Continent.

"What do you mean by telling this story tonight? ”

Chen Changsheng said to the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord smiled, looked into his eyes, and said calmly and firmly: "Exit the Snow Old City, otherwise I will agree to the black robe's request." ”

"It's a good story. Wang Po said.

Old lady Tang said: "It is indeed a good story. ”

This story, to be precise, the way the story is told, makes them feel that the Demon Lord is amazing.

If it weren't for the fact that there was too little time for this demon lord, and the general trend had already been decided, it might have been possible for the demon clan to usher in a revival.

At the beginning, if the Demon Lord hadn't invited those historians and scholars to say things like extermination and civilization to create a solemn and tragic atmosphere, and he would have started telling this story directly, absolutely no one would have believed it, and would only think that he was delaying time with a ridiculous reason. But the Demon Lord didn't do this, from the Holy Light Continent to the gods to the black robe, he said it slowly, and it was touching, and he told this story extremely perfectly, with history and weight, which made people have to believe it.

"But there's a question, what does the black robe need you to do?"

Wang Po said: "If you don't have meaning for this story, then no matter how well the story is told, it is meaningless." ”

"It's not me that he needs, it's this. ”

The Demon Lord's right hand stretched out his sleeve.

He did not have a stone statue in his hand, but a stone pestle.

The stone pestle seemed ordinary, but it wasn't.

Even the stone beads on Chen Changsheng's wrist were induced and hit gently.

The stone pestle and the Tianshu tablet came from the same place, had the same material, but had completely different effects.

Starry Sky Kill.

The secret of the demons.

A supreme artifact that has not appeared in the world for tens of thousands of years.

Back in the Snow Ridge, the old demon lord died under the starlight it summoned.

Chen Changsheng had seen the starry sky kill with his own eyes.

Afterwards, according to his description, the priest of the palace painted the starry sky killing into the picture scroll and sent it to various states and counties for circulation.

Characters like Old Lady Tang and Wang Po were naturally the first to see the paintings, and after just one glance, they were sure that this was a real starry sky kill.

Then the story told by the Demon Lord has more authenticity.

If the Demon Lord cooperates with the black robe and uses the altar to open the spatial passage with the Starry Sky Kill, the angels of the Holy Light Continent will descend one after another......

The flames danced, and the stone statues loomed.

Looking at this scene, everyone's expressions were extremely solemn.

Even those angels were not as powerful as the two battle angels who had appeared in White Emperor City. But according to the analysis after the fact, those Holy Light Angels were able to comprehend the natural laws of heaven and earth on their own, in other words, they were the powerhouses of the Divine Realm from the moment of their existence!

Of course, the human race is not completely unprepared for this most sinister situation, for ten years, the Great Zhou court, the palace and the sectarian families have often deduced the original battle of the White Emperor City, looking for a way to kill the Holy Light Angel, and have made some progress, but that is still based on the premise that the number of angels is very small.

Now that the Terran Sanctuary powerhouse is either seriously injured or is rebelling, if there are so many angels, how can they win the battle?

What's even more terrifying is that if ...... The gods of the Holy Light Continent came down in person, so what should I do?

Will the Terrans perish?

The atmosphere was very oppressive.

But there are still people who don't believe the story told by the Demon Lord.

"This is not a mallet made of stone? You really think we are a mallet? The mallet has been dead for more than ten years!"

Xiao Zhang said: "We have been preparing for so many years, fighting for so long, and so many people have died, and you want us to go back with a story?"

These words made the gods of Heming and some people a little moved.

What if it's true? The Demon Lord is scary.

The wrinkles in the corners of Old Lady Tang's eyes are getting deeper and deeper, and there is a hidden melancholy.

He felt that the Demon Lord's words were true.

Wang Po and Xu Yourong also have the same opinion.

Chen Changsheng had seen the pillar of light that came through the sea of stars with his own eyes in Xueling, and he should have believed this story the most.

But he vaguely remembered that Starry Sky Kill was useless, and remembered a conversation he had heard that night.

He looked at the Demon Lord and asked, "The altar is used to break the wall, and the starry sky is used to indicate the location?"

The Demon Lord said, "I didn't expect you to forget my conversation with my father. ”

Chen Changsheng said: "Ten years ago, two angels came, you can treat them as slaves, the black robe's current thoughts, obviously more than that, if there are too many angels descending, what should you do? So you have been hesitating and struggling, until now you still haven't made up your mind what to do." ”

The Demon Lord smiled and said, "Yes, so I'll leave this choice to you." ”

Chen Changsheng was silent.

Now that I think about it, a lot of the content in the correspondence of the past ten years was the means of the Demon Lord.

This was a subtle process, and it was already difficult for him to convince himself that the threat of the Holy Light Continent did not exist.

The so-called choice is more like a gamble, and the chips on it are the entire human race.

When it comes to gambling, Xu Yourong and Old Lady Tang are much better than him, but they haven't read those letters.

The contents of those letters were cards that the Demon Lord had already played.

It is only through those cards that you can try to determine what the Demon King's hole cards are.

Suddenly, a voice rang out from the back of the crowd.

The voice was sickly, extremely weak, and there was a feeling of extreme frustration, and no matter who listened to it, it was easy to get bored.

"Everything he wrote in his letter was true, and most of the story was true, but what he said was false. ”

The Demon Lord looked at the back of the crowd, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Why?"

"Because there is a will to die between your eyebrows and eyes, and a touch of emotional wounds, but you are not high-spirited. At the beginning, it took me an hour to turn the situation in Wenshui, and after coming out of the ancestral hall, I took a bath on the street, even if you are not as graceful as me, you can't do this kind of elegant thing, but you should always be arrogant to complete this kind of reversal, so calm can only show that you are lying!"

Ye Xiaolian pushed a wheelchair out of the back of the crowd.

Tang Thirty-six sat on it.