This corner of the dark Minar Forest is full of ghosts of the past that remain of the demons. The tenacity and glory of surviving in the bitter cold land of Edelstein 6,500 years ago were only a sigh flowing with blood in the deep light.

Luo Wei'an's thoughts have indeed become a reality, maybe the reason why the current human race has not exterminated the demon race is only because they are simply unwilling to spend this meaningless power to clean up the last, historical enemy. Those demons who once left a glorious name have now become objects that have begun to fade into oblivion in their history. Even the name of the race, which once represented the glory and power of the demon race, is now covered with a thick layer of historical dust in a short period of five hundred years. Blood Moon, Winged Demon, Night Death - the terms that once left infinite fear on humanity have long since become painful historical memories of their lives, and they have gradually chosen to forget because of their impatience to endure pain.

Here, however, he does not see absolute despair.

The surrounding giant trees parted in a narrow stretch of sunlight, forming a small area of precious sunlight deep in the dark forest. About 1,000 demon families chose to settle here after retreating to the Minar Forest five hundred years ago. The demon inhabitants here are mainly the Mang clan, which was once the largest number of demons, and there are also a small number of remnants of the Blood Moon Clan, which is a little surprising to Luo Wei'an, and the number of Demon Emperors born from the Blood Moon Clan is the largest in history, and the three major battle races are often in the bloodline. Has an innate dominance over other non-combat races. So even in this medium-sized village, which has a total of less than six thousand, this small environment is mainly led by more than a hundred Blood Moon Clansmen.

This medium-sized village is built in a basin in the Minar Forest, and is roughly shaped around a circular village. There is a magic circle that guards this land within a radius of more than ten miles. This is just the simplest defense circle, and the hub and energy supply of the circle are each of the demon individuals in it. In addition to the simple defensive function, the most important thing is to block the demon-style dark element fluctuations emanating from this village within the magic circle. Although humans can overlook every demon village in the Minar Forest from above through the ubiquitous flying boats, this is the territory of the dragons, and it is rarely used by flying boats to get here. However, it is difficult for explorers from the ground to find the existence of this village with the perception of the elements, so from all aspects, the existence of this village can be preserved to a minimum.

The demons living in the Minar Forest can no longer find the history and culture that were once engraved in the stone. The only living material here can only come from the ubiquitous trees. However, the artistic pursuits that have not yet faded from the demon bloodline allow them to survive in a simple wooden house in front of Lovian.

The wooden house is made of rare yellow rosewood wood, and the momentum and grace of the magnificent Purple Moon Palace of the Blood Moon Demon Clan can be vaguely seen from above. Under the simple magic of light and shadow, a dim purple moon hovered on the roof. Look at this moon, which symbolizes your own life. Lovian felt a sour look in his eyes.

As the last supreme bloodline in the world, although the human aura on Luo Wei'an's body was quite obvious, when his gaze was on the remnants of the demons who were standing around the rugged streets, the invisible noble aura still made those civilians bow their heads in panic. He didn't dare to look directly into Lovian's gaze. In the past. Luo Weian had long been accustomed to this, but when he saw with his own eyes that the glory of the once demon race had now shattered and disintegrated into the remnants of the existence of humans and demons and other intelligent races, this majesty that had made him feel accustomed could only make him feel guilty and painful.

The invisible airflow gently pushed away the chaotic air in front of them, making the council hall a little clearer.

There, there was no longer the fanatical worship of the prophecy of history when the two Mang demons they had met before, and it was filled with the deepest sorrow that had become numb. A dozen or so remnants of the Blood Moon Clan stood silently on either side of Lovian, the gray purple or blood red had completely lost its glare, and had become decadent and ordinary. It's like the petals of a flower that are scattered to the ground and stepped into the dirt.

Luo Wei'an didn't first look at the few hundred remaining descendants of the Blood Moon Clan standing on either side, in front of him was a dilapidated golden Blood Moon Banner that symbolized the glory of the Demon Clan. Five hundred years have left the traces of the merciless years on it. Before the imperial banner was a still delicately crafted Mang totem symbol, and he saw that on the blue-gray bricks, Mastma had left her prophecy five hundred years ago with familiar notes. A few strokes sketched the gesture she was most familiar with with the Legionnaire Commander wielding a cross-slash - a very short moment before the Qiē that Lovien had done in the Minar Forest.

He could no longer feel the absurdity and comical feeling of knowing the fulfillment of this prophecy directed and performed by Mastma, and from a long time ago, he had subconsciously believed that only he was qualified to put the glory of the demon race on such a high level, and he did not notice how narrow his worldview had become by this almost selfish idea. The glory of the demon race is equal to that of each demon race, and it is far from being just a qiē made by the demon supreme who represents the pinnacle of power on the battlefield that makes every race admire. Even the humblest demon can use its will to prove every strand of color on the Demon Emperor's banner, not to mention Mastma, who has never betrayed him from beginning to end.

"How many people still live here in the Minar Forest?" he said, turning.

The descendants of the Blood Moon Clan standing in front of him were silent for a moment, and an old man finally spoke:

"We are the only people who still live in relative freedom. There are many more people living on the outskirts of the Minar Forest, and they are afraid of being disturbed by the powerful beasts in the depths of the Minar Forest, and they are under the protection of the Terrans-"

"The price of protection is to surrender one's wings and the ownership of one's own life, right?" said Lovien, sighing.

There was silence in the air, and the foul dust made the environment even more opaque.

Mastma took a staggered step back with ease. Hide your form in the shadow of the Blood Moon.

"You...... Where are you from?" for the remnants of the demon race, whose truth had long been lost in the turbulent history, Luo Wei'an, the mysterious demon supreme who suddenly came true in history, seemed too abrupt and mysterious to them. Hiding in the Minar Forest for too long has cultivated their sensitive and suspicious character. Despite releasing a true supreme aura, they still couldn't believe that this demon who seemed too young could really lead them out of this humiliating history.

The dark essence surged, reflecting circles of elegant and mysterious magic patterns on Luo Wei'an's cheeks and arms, and the powerful supreme bloodline released an unparalleled spiritual coercion on the demon race. Several of the leaders of the Blood Moon Clan hurriedly stepped back, trying to dodge the pressure from Lovian, and even Mastema took a few steps back.

"I don't want to repeat my name. I'm Lovien Brady Myunn, if we still remember this surname in our history. As you will know, this means the identity of the Blood Moon Clan's Supreme Line. Lovian didn't give them time to choose to think, and said in a low and emotionless voice. "Perhaps the material destruction of the human race has made us lose the right to stand and live, but I have seen more that persecution and time have corroded our souls. The glory and brilliance of the demon race are gone, and only the most basic and simple beast-like survival pursuit remains. I'm not surprised by that. Because of the fall of the Blood Moon Clan and even the Demon Clan. It's because of my personal mistakes. Maybe I shouldn't have to take on such a huge responsibility, but since there is no demon in all of Osiria who can take on this responsibility other than me, and are willing to continue to live in the world, I can only make this choice. ”

Lovian looked up, the setting sun had darkened in the lush forest, and the sunlight on the horizon had been completely obscured by the forest.

"You may not know that the tide of Osiria's history is about to be rewritten again by the Guardian War of 500 years ago, which has not really ended, and this is a thing that will determine whether the demon race will be completely wiped out. It is still a glorious era of 6,500 years ago. I see the blankness and gloom in your eyes, but this qiē will not be repeated in the eyes of your children. As the prophecy indicates. If you really want to see with your eyes the repetition of that glorious history, please allow me to take some of the gifted children with me. Although I am not mature, I think that under today's conditions, no demon can be more perfect than my plan and will.

"When I came here today, I only need to take no more than twenty-five demons with me. It is not up to you to decide whether it is allowed or not. If you still have the courage to resist my decision, then you are determined to get out of here. Instead of using such beliefs against the Terrans to persecute your Supreme, I can only say that the last hope of the demons has been extinguished in your narrow state of mind that you are willing to survive in this small land. ”

With that, Luo Wei'an glanced at the descendants of the Blood Moon Clan who were looking at each other, and walked straight out of this small but remnant of the Demon Clan's last confidence in survival.

At night, the waning moon suspended in mid-air stretched long in the shadow of Lovian resting under the big tree, and Mastrema stood on the other side of the tree, looking at the vague outline of the demon village in the faint moonlight.

"That's a good point. ”

"It's a compulsory course for us, are you so anxious to forget about the days we lived in Edelstan?" said Lovian lightly.

"I don't have that kind of courage. Mastma sketched the fine pattern on the hilt of the Frost Falling Sword, "So it's you, not me, who are the Legion Commanders." ”

Lovian didn't answer, staring at the darkness at the end of his gaze. Mastma, who felt the fluctuations of the elements, also turned around, and under the lilac blood moon, a figure with vibrating wings gradually appeared.

It was a Blood Moon girl who wasn't much older than Snow Foam, but she had wings that Snow Foam had been stripped of at birth, and purple fingernails. His long, crimson hair was scattered behind him, and there was a decisive determination in his yellow crystal eyes that surprised Lovian.

She stood in front of Lovian, a dagger in her hand, her wings slowly accumulating thin dark elements. The little guy, who hadn't even reached the first level, looked at him with distrustful eyes, and then twisted his body. Without saying a word, he rushed towards Lovian, and the dagger in his hand was pointed at Lovian's heart.

"What a traditional way...... Lovian sighed, testing the teacher's abilities in this way. It is a tradition that the demons have continued for thousands of years, but I didn't expect the remaining demons to still maintain such customs.

Luo Wei'an didn't use the dark essence at all, raised his left hand, and let the sharp dagger pierce his palm, purple blood splattered. The dagger that pierced through Lovian's palm was stuck in his bones, and the demon girl saw this, even though her previous actions proved her strength. But in a child's state of mind, she still fell to the ground with a scream when she saw what she had done.

With his right hand, Lovian slowly pulled out the dagger embedded in the bones of his hand, the sound of metal rubbing against bone was particularly harsh in the silence of the night. Drops of purple-red blood spilled on the ground. It exudes a faint strange smell.

Immediately, a cloud of dark essence darker than the night sky poured out from the wound that Lovian had penetrated, and the healing technique quickly took effect under the rapid impetus of the dark element. In just a few breaths, the penetrating wound on Lovian's left hand had completely healed. He picked up the dagger. Handed it to the girl in front of him.

"I thought you were a liar. She said in a hoarse voice that was not appropriate for her age. Didn't pick up the rusted dagger in Lovian's hand, "But it would be too wasteful to be a liar and have this hand!"

With a strong elemental sensitivity, Luo Weian discovered that the facial features of the girl in front of him were very angular, and her cheeks seemed to be as resolute as being sharpened by a knife. This reminded him of Mastma, who also had such facial features and temperament behind him.

"What's your name?" he asked.

The girl stared at Lovian again before she said, "Dominita Feller." ”

"That's good, Dominita," Lovian said. "What made you decide to follow me down this path?"

"I'm not following you!" Dominita said through gritted teeth, "I'll go my own way." I'm just- just...... Just please help me get started!"

She didn't seem to like the word "ask" to come out.

"That's not different, is it?" said Lovian, "and you haven't answered my question yet. ”

"First tell me what your name is!"

Lovian looked at her with interest, "Lovian Brady Mun." It's a pleasure to meet you, this is Mastma Lindsay, and later you will find that you have a lot of common language. ”

Dominita didn't look at Mastma, who had been silent, "My dad went out to collect vegetables half a year ago and never came back. Listening to those Haflin bastards say that they were taken by humans, I want to go to my dad. ...... And for good reason!"

At this moment, Mastema suddenly walked over and crouched down and spoke, not making eye contact with Dominita's hostile gaze.

"I don't want to hit you, I just want to say that as far as I know, there is very little chance that the demons who fell into the hands of the human race will come back alive. You need to be mentally prepared. ”

"Peng!—"

Dominita's fist full of rage was blocked by Mastma's gentle finger. She tried to continue attacking Mastma, but the sudden surge of water around her kept her from moving.

"It's a fact, you don't have the courage to face the facts, you better go back. Lovian said, standing up.

Dominita stared fiercely at the two of her kind, who had made her completely defenseless, and then staggered around—

"You're back. ”

Dominita seems unheard.

A dull dark spirit suddenly enveloped Dominita's injured ankle, and as she screamed in pain for a lifetime, the bones that had not been properly healed by the broken ones snapped and shattered. The proliferated bone was quickly assimilated by the dark essence, and the surging dark element rushed into the fracture of Dominita's ankle, quickly connecting the broken meridians and muscles. In just a few seconds, the pain disappeared as abruptly as it had appeared.

Dominita stood there dumbfounded.

"Don't overexert yourself in recent days...... It doesn't feel the same anymore, does it?"

“...... Can you help the rest of our people?"

"I?—I can't do it alone, of course, but I can teach you so that you can help more of your kind. ”

Dominita didn't speak again, adjusting to the normal sensation at her ankles, vibrating her wings and flying back into the dim outline of the village.

A few days later.

In the nameless basin, the morning sun has just broken through the dense foliage, bringing the warmest light of the day.

Twenty-seven demon boys and girls, led by their elders, gathered at the only exit. Their families weren't allowed to participate in the farewell, so he and Mastema could only see the gloomy children encouraging each other.

Only two of the Blood Moon Clan appeared here, and the others were all Mang children. The number of the Blood Moon Clan is already small, and there are very few demons who are willing to leave this land without freedom but in safety. Standing at the front is Dominita. Next to her was a boy who looked like she had imagined, and it was supposed to be her brother or brother or something. The two demons were exactly the same, resolute and even a little paranoid, making them even more similar.

"You know how envious I am of this qiē. Lovian looked at the children in front of him with a somewhat vacant gaze, especially Dominita who was standing at the front.

Mastma didn't answer, and the fingers holding the hilt of the sword turned pale.

"You won't regret it. Luo Wei'an used the dark element to transmit his voice to the ears of one of the highest-ranking Blood Moon Clan elders here, obviously he didn't know that Luo Weian also possessed such a commonplace ability, "Now, you can tell me about the location of the demon village that is attached to the human protection demon. ”

The old man's eyes widened in surprise and he remained motionless. Luo Weian frowned, and with a gesture of his finger, a worn-out map flew out of the old man's pocket.

"Lying to yourself is the most painful thing to do. Lovian raised his voice, turned around, and walked into the not-so-dark side of the dark Minar Forest. (To be continued......)