Just as the war around the world of Mycrove began, the sixth abyss, the Molten Sea Hell.

In the deepest hall of the Valley of Tears Fortress, only the shadow demon king sat on his throne, quietly watching the flames in his hands.

It was a blazing white flame, it burned silently, not relying on air, and there was no fuel, this flame seemed to come out of nothing, and the pure black demon king put this fire in the palm of his hand, and could see that the black energy of the demon king's palm touched the white firelight, as if boiling hot oil met water, and countless black smoke and white mist gushed out from the place where the two touched, filling the entire hall.

If the Church of the Seven Gods' Extreme Priest was here, they would definitely be shocked, because this was the completed form of the Church of the Seven's supreme secret divine art, the 'Immortal Flame' - this white flame seemed fragile, but in fact it was connected to the void, and could burn forever, and the chaos and evil beings that were hit by it would be burned forever and forever, until they repented or were completely purified.

But now, the Demon Lord of the Sixth Abyss, Abyssal Lord Goliath, is holding such a sacred flame and falling into deep thought, although it seems to be staring at the flame in its hand, in fact, its mind has drifted back to the distant past.

That was a long, long time ago, so long ago that it was not yet a demon, it had not yet become the lord of the Sixth Abyss, it had not yet become the king of demons that ruled over all demons.

At that time, the Gluttonous Demon King was nothing more than an abyssal worm awakened around the ruins of an ancient Zerg civilization.

The icy acid rain knocked on the roof of the ancient laboratory shed that had emerged from the depths of the mountains due to rain erosion, and as the internal circulation of energy that had been maintained for thousands of years ended due to the collapse of the line, the ancient laboratory was finally forced to end its silence and once again open the door that had closed itself for an era, and in the deepest part of the laboratory, a long-sealed hibernation chamber opened, but in it, a test insect man was slowly straightening up, it opened its eyes, and looked around, Staring at a world that has been thousands of years away from its original time.

Just then, an abyssal worm entered through the broken doorway, burrowed into the lab, and pounced on what was perhaps the last normal worm-man in the world, biting off its throat as it hibernated.

Green blood splattered, and the sound of swallowing raw meat and munching on internal organs could be heard.

That was the first time that Goliath devoured a whole intelligent soul, and it was also the first time that it gave rise to the concept of the 'self'.

It was also the first time it had devoured 'its kind'

The vast majority of demons are just survivors of the destroyed civilizations of the past, mutated in extreme environments, just like the Zerg civilization destroyed in the civil war, their super weapons destroyed the ecological cycle of the entire world, and a very small number of survivors struggled to survive in the winter that lasted for hundreds of years, they forgot all knowledge and fell into beasts. Thousands of years have passed, and the harsh environment has caused the beast to mutate and alienate again and again, and finally become a hideous and bloodthirsty monster...... Gradually, the Zermen lost their glorious and proud name, and became what other civilizations called 'demons'.

The so-called abyssal worm is nothing more than the original means of reproduction of the Zerg civilization...... Before they had civilization, they were originally a race that scattered their eggs between the heavens and the earth to see luck to give birth to offspring, but after having civilization, they learned to cultivate offspring collectively, and they no longer threw their eggs at will, letting worms as larvae wriggle around. But now in the Sixth Abyss, no demon clan has this concept.

At that time, Goliath did not know what would happen to him, nor what he had to carry, and as a greedy demon, he was only glad that he had found a large piece of delicious and extremely weak raw meat, which kept it full for several days and completed its first metamorphosis. It wasn't until he became the Lord of the Abyss and became the King of Demons that he learned everything that had happened in this world in the past, that Goliath realized that he might have killed the last normal worm in the world.

But so what? The time of the Zermen is long gone, they destroyed themselves, and no one can condemn anyone, let alone demons.

Now, hundreds of years after that full stomach, the Demon King is meditating—not thinking about the 'destruction' or 'conquest' that the demons crave, but about the 'future' and 'hope'.

Isn't it funny? Not. Even the greedy Demon King...... No, it is precisely because he is a greedy demon king that Goliath longs for a future and hope that can never be obtained in the abyss.

After all, in the abyss, compared to absolute strength and victory in the war, the hope of the future is something more rare and incredible, and the most naïve demons dare not ask for it, and it is precisely because of this that the demon king fell into a long silence.

Under the centuries-old rule of the Abyss Lord Goliath, the unified demons have regained their basic concept of clans and learned how to build cities...... The demon army followed its footsteps to conquer other worlds, but as the power of the Sixth Abyss expanded again and again, the targets of plunder became fewer and stronger, and the former cruel and bloodthirsty demon king finally calmed down, and it began to think about how to continue to develop the demon civilization - not the worm people, but the civilization that belonged to the demons.

If we continue to wage war like this, one day, the Sixth Abyss will crash into an iron plate that they cannot defeat, and civilizations more powerful than them will completely destroy the Molten Sea Hell, leaving all demons dead without a place to bury, this is no joke, Goliath knows that there is no shortage of strong people in the multiverse, and even the world of Mycrof, which was originally the target, has recently shown great potential and strength, which is proof of this.

So give up the war and develop with peace of mind?

It can't be either.

The shadow of the demon king raised its head, and the map of the sixth abyss appeared in its mind - the resources of the world it possessed were extremely poor, and the poisonous gases and howling winds everywhere were strangling the lives of its people, in this desperate apocalypse, even the demons would be difficult to survive, if it weren't for the recent wars that plundered a large amount of supplies, a large number of monsters and demons would have killed each other because of hunger, starting a civil war that affected the entire abyss, and this is also the norm for most of the abyss, the remaining lives devoured each other, Until the whole world dies completely, just like the seventh abyss.

Thinking of this, even the cruel and ruthless Goliath can only be silent, unable to speak.

Should we use the few resources left to build an academy so that the next generation of demons have a glimmer of hope and order, or should we concentrate all our resources on a strong person like the Demon Lord and let these beings continue to be the main body of civilization? For the demons who are too old to complete their labor, should they be brutally expelled into the wilderness to fend for themselves, or should a concentration camp be set up to properly house these old but experienced demons?

A more extreme question...... In order to survive, can the corpses of the same kind be eaten? For the sake of the continuation of the offspring, can the corpses of the parents be reused? Should the dead be respected, graves should be built for them to provide boring psychological care, or should the corpses be ruthlessly sent to the canteen as a resource that can be reused?

Can demons who have long been accustomed to devouring each other and killing each other really have the morality and conscience to pick up the rules of civilization that no longer exist from the garbage heap of thousands of years ago?

The answer is no.

It's the end of the world, and this is the abyss—the hell that all legends hate it, the place of eternal destruction, so there is no mercy here, and there is no salvation here.

This is the problem that civilization that needs to re-emerge after the destruction of the original world order needs to face.

Demons are demons not because they want to, but because they can only be demons, and the worms are doomed to fall, and in such an apocalypse, as long as life wants to survive, it must give up all reason and morality, because they cannot expect anything more than to live.

Only the shadow demon king gazed at the dancing flames in front of him, this flame was blazing white, hot enough to melt steel and make the rock boil, it contained the power of holiness to make the ignited Extreme Evil scream in pain for seven days and seven nights before dying, but it could also purify the sewage and revive the polluted land, but Goliath silently extinguished the flame in his hand - it did not want to see this, the holy fire had no effect on the revival of the abyss. It wants something else.

The other can rekindle the world, satisfy its greed, and allow the Demon King to have the most precious flame of 'future and hope' in the abyss.

Of course, if one day, the demons can go to the step they want, then under their feet must be the bones of other civilizations full of resentment and wailing, the rebirth of a race will open the way for the death of thousands of other races, the rise of a civilization will inevitably cut off the hope of thousands of other civilizations, who can criticize whose cruelty and ruthlessness? Who sacrificed, who lost everything, who wept in destruction? Goliath didn't care about any of that. It's a demon, it's a demon king, it's the master of the sixth abyss.

"I want to get it."

Goliath whispered to himself, and then his voice changed from the voice of one man to an accent that seemed to be uttered by millions of people in unison: "We must get it." ”

With this sound, circles of ripple-like distorted space echoed behind the Demon King, as if it was replying.

The will of the abyss is with its lords. Its wish is 'it' desire.

This is their desire.

And at this moment, the two demon lords who carried the hope of the Demon King were facing their fears in the Blood Moon Abyss.