Chapter 840: The Past of the Demon Race

Xu Zimo looked up at the scene inside the portal.

At this moment, hundreds of thousands of people bowed and kowtowed to him, and the black crowd carried a majestic demonic energy.

His own prison-suppressing demon body also became more and more riotous, and the demonic energy roared towards him.

"You all get up," Xu Zimo said, raising his hand.

The sound of "rumbling" sounded, and countless people all stood up, looking at Xu Zimo with burning eyes.

That is their king.

"I came here to understand something," Xu Zimo said.

"Master, if you have any doubts, feel free to ask," General Zen Nightmare said hastily.

"What was the previous demon clan, or the previous era, like?" Xu Zimo said.

"I'm curious about my past.

There are always people, and fragments of memories that pop up in my head. "

"The events of that era are very far away. If the Lord is not in a hurry, you can listen to us slowly," General Zen Nightmare said.

"I have plenty of time, this time I came to this sealed place, one is to meet you.

The second is to figure out your past," Xu Zimo nodded.

"Look, my lord," Zen Nightmare waved his right hand.

A majestic demonic energy emanated from his hands.

The devilish energy enveloped the entire ancient devil's cave, and pictures were formed in it.

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At the beginning of the Zeus Era, the world lived in peace.

There is no war, nor any conflicts.

Everything is live and work.

Later, the way of practice became popular in the world, and everyone in the world embarked on a road to aspire to longevity.

There are hundreds of millions of creatures in the world, and three thousand races are just a theory.

In fact, there are more than three thousand real races.

And the Demon Race is one of them.

The world is greedy, what is a human being?

Joy, anger, worry, thought, sadness, fear, and fright are human beings.

Pride, jealousy, greed, lust are also human beings.

People are divided into two sides, both good and evil.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

As we all know, there are ten immortal sects in the world.

They vainly try to rule the whole world, but everyone in the world yearns for freedom, who would be willing to be ruled?

Who is nobler than whom?

Ever since, the ten great immortal sects created the theory of evil.

They vainly try to incarnate as good, and rule the whole world on the grounds of protecting the common people in the world.

So that the world can only depend on them.

Put the status of the Ten Great Immortal Sects above everyone else.

And the mission of evil fell on the demons.

No one knows why the top ten immortal sects chose the Demon Race.

It may be a random choice, a matter of luck.

It may also be that they are weak, so they are easy to bully.

In short, from that day on, the Demon Race and Evil have made a check mark.

This is a mark and label that can never be erased.

In the propaganda of the Ten Great Immortal Sects, the Demon Race seems to be an evil race that wants to destroy the world.

Everyone gets it and kills it.

And their top ten immortal sects turned into heroes, they slay demons and demons, and protect the world.

Naturally speaking, he has the right to speak in this world.

In order to consolidate their position, they tried their best to completely drive the demons into hell.

Since then, some people in this world have written books, some have painted, and whenever people talk about it, the demons play an evil role.

From generation to generation, children and grandchildren.

It has been passed down like this.

Good and evil in this world are originally very clear, good is good, and evil is evil.

But I don't know when, there is no distinction between good and evil, only immortals and demons.

A demon is evil, no matter what he has done, as long as he is a member of the demon clan, he is evil.

Immortals are good. When people in the world encounter difficulties, they will pray to God, and immortals will come to help.

When they were stamped into the mark of evil and cast aside by the whole world, the Demon Race launched a redemption that lasted for several ages, even several epochs.

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In the Demon Valley, the people of the Demon Race are hiding here with their last breath.

Although they are also a huge race.

But after all, it is impossible to fight against the whole world.

In order to preserve the race and preserve the incense, they could only bear the humiliation and hide.

Or hide in the deep mountains and old forests, or pretend to be people of other races, and live cautiously in this world.

Zen Nightmare General's real name is Duanmu Po.

He was sitting in the magic valley, in front of the slowly flowing stream, alone, looking at his phantom reflected in the water, silently in a daze.

Where is the way out for the demons?

It's okay for them to bear the humiliation, but in the future.

Is it true that their children, descendants, descendants and grandchildren really want to live like this forever.

In time, it may be that the truth will indeed be lost in the ancient river of fate.

No one cares what the truth is anymore.

People will only learn from the books of the writers, the paintings of the painters, and the stories passed down from generation to generation.

It is believed that the demons are the evil ones.

Slaying demons and eliminating demons is something that everyone knows and punishes.

Just when Duanmu Po was at a loss for the future.

The river in front of him experienced layers of undulations.

He looked up and saw a flat boat slowly flowing down from one end of the river.

A man was sitting on the boat.

The man's eyes were flat, his long hair was windless and automatic, and he was wearing a black robe.

The red cloak fluttered slightly behind his back.

The face that looks like a knife is very firm.

The eyebrows are very thick, and the eyes are deep and boundless, like a vast ocean, with no end in sight.

At this moment, the boat slowly stopped in front of him.

Only then did Duanmu Po react, and his complexion changed instantly.

The demons had endured the humiliation and hid here, but they were found by someone.

He stood up, opened the distance, and looked at the person vigilantly.

"Are you from the demon clan?" the man asked with a faint smile.

Duanmu Po didn't answer, but there was faint sweat streaming down his forehead.

This man made him feel unfathomable, not at the same level at all.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to help you," the man continued with a smile.

"Help us for what?" Duanmu Po asked subconsciously.

"Let you all be upright and live in this world as equals," the man said with a smile.

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Duanmu Po stared blankly at the man.

He can't forget that day, to be equal, how long has he not heard these words again.

From that day on, the man proved himself with his strength and leadership.

Thus becoming the Demon Lord recognized by all demons.

He led the demon clan and started a battle that lasted for countless years.

The prejudice against demons in the hearts of the world is deeply rooted.

So the Demon Lord did not try hard or in vain to change these.

He used his fists as the truth, and in this era where martial arts are the most important thing, he vowed to make the Demon Society the best.

It doesn't matter if you make an enemy of the whole world for this.

No one knew who the man was, where he came from, or why he was helping the demons.

Only since then, the demons have seen hope.

It's no longer a pointless struggle like before.