Official Edition Part Two Chapter 1 I am the Demon King!
"wa...hahaha...oe...hehehe..."
I kept laughing wildly deep in my heart, ten years, exactly ten years. (More than half a year in real time) I finally stood upright in the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons again. And last time I only stayed at the gate for a short while.
My son, I just killed one of the six demon kings, but today, I not only went to the imperial kitchen, walked through the imperial garden, but also entered the Demon Realm King's palace.
The Demon King's back was turned to me, and a man in black stood beside him.
"Lord Dragon King, pass over the chili sauce." The Demon Realm King's voice was still as proud as it was ten years ago, with a compelling aura. However, it seemed that he was a little weak, maybe it was my imagination.
"Your Majesty, the three demon kings are waiting for your summons outside."
"Let them wait, these guys must be waiting to become the King of the Demon Realm." After taking the pepper bottle handed over respectfully by the Demon King known as the Dragon King, the Demon King weakly waved his hand, indicating that he was not interested in meeting the person at this time.
Interested. After a moment of silence, the Demon King suddenly lamented: "I never thought that this world created by me would eventually become my tomb. It turns out that people have souls, but I don't know where they will go after leaving Taiyi.
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Then the big devil turned to look at the man in black who lowered his head and said nothing: "Go out and tell everyone that the four of you will come in to see me in half an hour."
The man in black didn't answer, but bowed respectfully to the Demon King, who had his back turned to me, and then left without saying a word.
Now everyone has been sent away by the Demon King, and there are only two living creatures left in the huge dormitory: me and him. The Demon King stretched out his left hand to pick up a goblet filled with high-quality wine, and hid his hand from me with his right hand.
The place has stretched out... He has stretched out... It won't work anymore, it won't work if we don't take action!
Without further ado, start now!
I burst out of the bowl with a whoosh, picked up the table knife and stabbed the Demon King in the throat. If it had been in the past, I would have made the Demon King's blood splatter ten steps from such a close distance...
Unfortunately, my body is not as good as before...
The Demon King easily dodged my first blow by tilting his body slightly. Then I stumbled and landed on a plate opposite him.
No, at least I couldn’t lose to him in terms of momentum. So I raised my head, raised one tentacle and pointed at the big devil and made a cool pose.
"Big Demon King, I'm here to take your life today! Wahahahaha..."
The big devil was really shocked when he heard what I said. Even the hand he raised to point at me started to tremble involuntarily.
"Ah! Jelly pudding..."
I'm dizzy
"Idiot, I am an assassin, a terrible assassin, do you know that?"
"Jelly pudding is an assassin?"
"Boss, I'm not jelly pudding. Let's see what happens." Before I finished speaking, I jumped up high again.
Bo!
The devil just raised his right hand and flicked my chubby face, and I fell to the ground with a plop. Damn it, I didn't believe this evil, so I turned around and planned to give the devil a black eye.
The tiger takes out the heart.
Snap!
Time froze, a crisp slap hit my face, and soon half of my face became swollen.
Woo~~~~~I finally cried out.
"A man never sheds tears easily..." This big devil actually comforted me kindly.
"It's just that I haven't reached the sad point yet... ugh~~~~"
"Little fat man, what's wrong with you?" This big devil has no moral integrity at all. He might as well call me jelly pudding. He was obviously asked to make me fat.
"My body doesn't obey its orders. I hate myself..."
Suddenly I felt like I was being lifted up by something. When I looked up, I saw that it was the big devil with a white beard and white hair and a powerful head. He slowly put me on the empty plate in front of him.
inside, and then gave me a weird smile. I glanced at both sides with the corner of my eye, and saw a pair of knives and forks, napkins, condiments...
I'm so jealous of talents, I didn't expect that my lifetime reputation would end here. Those damn beggars, I just talked about assassinating the devil, but they worshiped me so much that they even sent me to the palace... As a result, this happened
As soon as he sent me, he sent me directly into the kitchen. But that’s okay, at least I was the first assassin to turn into the Demon King’s stool and die.
"Haha, I didn't expect to meet such a lively little monster before I died. And I seem to remember where I saw you... Where?... Well, I'm getting older, so I can't remember..."
"Whitebeard, dying is not a big deal. All you have to do is log in again and start all over again."
After hearing my words, the white-bearded devil suddenly lost his energy and said to himself: "What if I can't log in again? What if the time is forever..." The strange guy, the one who changed his bowels was
Oh my god, he is so sad.
"When I created this world, I thought I had become a god, but now I know that I am still so insignificant in front of the power of nature." As he said this, White Beard's eyes turned red. He was already a lot older, and it looked like
It's so pitiful.
"Whitebeard, oh! I'm sorry, can I call you Whitebeard?"
"Of course, I like it very much."
"Have you fallen out of love?" Seeing how sad he was, it must be true.
"Lovelorn...hehe..." The big devil let out a strange laugh, then raised his head as if he was remembering something.
"A long time ago, three other good friends and I fell in love with a girl. At that time, the five of us were working together on a great cause that would affect the future of mankind. Later, when we were about to succeed, one of the five of us participated in a riot.
One died. The other met God while debugging the final program."
"Great, then you only have one opponent left."
"I originally thought so too."
"Then who did she choose? I think she must have chosen another person, otherwise you wouldn't be so sad."
"No, she fell in love with a man we didn't know before. We have been encouraging each other and working hard together for seven years..."
"Oh, this is so tragic."
"To this day, I think that man pursued her for a purpose. He wanted to seize the fruits of our research, and it turns out that the man succeeded. After a decisive failure, my friends and I were completely exiled... The future direction of the world
It completely deviates from our original intention...".
"What happened next, what happened next?" This story was so interesting that I rolled over on the Demon King's plate and lay down on it, holding my chin up with my tentacles, and asked curious questions again and again.
"After a hundred years of silence (about four years in real time), I figured out a new path. So I established the Demon Realm Group and gathered people with lofty ideals to resist the Taiyi Empire. At the same time, my friend was also a five-year-old.
One of my friends also established a mercenary guild. Compared with me, my friend is a person who advocates freedom more. Since then, I have become the King of the Demon Realm, and he has become the heinous Demon King, but we both want to correct the world.
On to the right path.”
"I guess your plan didn't go as smoothly as you imagined, but the result isn't too bad either. Because you have now become a famous demon king. Even if Emperor Tai takes action personally, he may not be able to touch you."
"Yes, my opponent is stronger than I thought. But I am not the one who can block the old man. Haha..."
"Whitebeard, I can see that you still want to fight. Fight to the death with your enemy."
Hearing this, a gleaming look flashed in the Demon King's eyes. He stood up from the chair excitedly, but after taking only two steps, he fell to the ground. This kind of fall is very difficult for me.
It was a common occurrence, but the big devil's burly body seemed to be unable to stand up after such a fall.
I quickly jumped off the table, climbed up to the Whitebeard Demon King, and asked with concern: "Whitebeard, Whitebeard, are you okay?"
"Hehehe... That's ridiculous. This is the all-powerful terror king. Hehehe..."
"It's nothing funny. Normally I just lie on the ground and crawl around."
When…when…when…when…when…when!
The dull bell in the room struck six times in succession. It turned out that we had been chatting all night, and dawn was about to come.
"It's the God of Death who's calling me. By the way, there's an ending to the story that I haven't told you yet. My friend disappeared inexplicably five years ago, the mercenary guild suffered a big split, and darkness and light attacked each other; I can't support it today either
Now, all the demon kings who have their own evil intentions will also break up. No one can stand up to resist that man. We have completely failed."
"Don't worry, Whitebeard. Just log in again after you die. Come on, let me help you up." As I said that, I wanted to help him, but I was too short and couldn't do anything if I had the strength.
"Little fat man, you've wasted your efforts." At this point, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and excitedly slapped his forehead: "Ah! I remember where I saw you. I remember Brother Luo mentioned it to me.
You didn’t expect that there are actually people in this world who choose to play the role of amoeba.”
"I don't want to have such an ugly body either."
"Idiot, when we designed the world's races, we considered that the amoeba race was too dirty, and those who chose it must have great courage. So we gave this race superpowers that even gods cannot possess——
Transformation. And after transformation, it can also absorb the ability of the transformed form. Of course, it is not easy to use it skillfully. Everything from the outside comes in."
"Whitebeard, what are you talking about?" I asked loudly.
Before Whitebeard could answer, I heard the huge door of the Demon King's palace being slammed open. At the head were three big men with gorgeous clothes and extraordinary bearing. The guy called the Dragon King just now followed closely.
Behind them. Behind them were a large group of senior cadres of the demon group, as well as countless maids and guards...
At the front is a man with a body as strong as a wild beast. Although his hair is slicked and slicked, and he is wearing expensive brand names, his watermelon-sized head is covered with flesh, and there is a streak on his right cheek.
The clear scars and the long brown hair hanging randomly on his shoulders made this guy look like a cruel and ruthless nouveau riche.
Next to him was a woman with a very charming figure. What struck me most when we first met was her beautiful white hair, which was like a white crown; that hair looked like she was only in her thirties.
A special effect was produced on the woman's forehead. Her eyebrows, which were always dark and thick, maintained a youthfulness and a strange charm on her face surrounded by a mink collar. There were hanging hangings on his ears.
With a pair of huge golden earrings, her face looked a little harsh, but her neat white hair and the white light shining from her silky hair cleverly concealed her harsh temperament, making her have a beautiful lover.
of magic and vitality.
Could it be that they are Wushang, the angry-haired beast king, and Joanna, the golden-ringed ghost mother, among the four demon kings of the Demon World Group. Then the tall and mighty gray-haired middle-aged man leaning against the Dragon King is the nine-tailed mink Wang Quanxian.
"Boss, don't worry, we will complete your unfinished business. But after you go, who will lead everyone." The Beast King was not so much comforting the old devil as threatening him. This was too explicit.
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The Golden Ring Demon Mother on the side carefully looked at the Marten King and Dragon Queen behind her, then turned to the old Demon King and said: "We all know that without Your Majesty, we would not be where we are today. No, it should be said that our Demon World would not exist.
group today. But if His Majesty takes a thousand years from now, who will be able to lead us?"
Hearing what the ghost mother said, the Demon King suddenly laughed, and then replied in a very difficult tone: "You will know the answer soon, because a new Demon King is about to be born." After that, he looked meaningfully.
He glanced at me, his gaze that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts made me shudder. Only then did the others notice me, the pitiful little monster lying next to the Demon King.
"Ah! It's an assassin." The Furious Beast King reacted immediately.
"Hey, Lao Mao, you are really making a fuss. This is our boss's new pet." The ghost mother smiled sinisterly.
I looked at the group of ferocious demons in front of me and couldn't help but shudder, so I quickly turned to Whitebeard and said, "Don't have any bad thoughts! I'm just a weak little reptile."
"Don't worry, I can quickly improve your various abilities by modifying your data structure." Before he finished speaking, he put his hand on my head. Suddenly, an overwhelming pain penetrated into my head.
My bone marrow, it seems like my body is being torn into pieces by something, and then glued back together... and then being torn into pieces again...
On the way, I vaguely heard the big devil making a sound, as if something surprised him. Then I fainted.
When I woke up, I was already in a strange place. This was a magical wilderness. Broken, blue and purple, red clouds in the east flew past in front of my eyes. The whole world seemed to have just been drizzled.
It looks like it has been baptized, surrounded by curly grass and green trees containing rain and dew. Everywhere is full of youthful vitality.
My body is no longer a soft-bodied monster, but has restored the body of the ordinary young man when I was making a big fuss in the Sky Arena. A middle-aged scholar wearing a white coat of a scientific researcher stood not far from me.
, staring at me quietly. His face was full of hopeful smile, and he looked so young and happy.
"The heir to the Great Demon King—Copper Plate...the warrior closest to God—will never leave the country."
How did this uncle know my past identity? Before I could answer, the uncle looked up at the sky and said to himself: "If I leave it to you, I would be more relieved. Now you are the King of the Demon Realm."
Already."
"What is this place?" I asked.
"A deceased old man used his last spiritual power to forge the world that belongs to him, the last world." Looking from this direction, the strange uncle's body has become increasingly blurry.
"Wait a minute, uncle, what do you mean by Demon King?"
The uncle did not answer my question, but said to himself: "I think I am famous in the world, and no one knows about it. If given time, I will achieve greater achievements. Dying before leaving the army often makes heroes burst into tears.
."
Hearing what he said, I remembered that I hadn't asked him his name yet. It was so rude, so I asked, "Uncle, I don't know your name yet."
"Ah! Hahaha...ah! Hahaha..." The uncle let out a string of free and easy laughter after hearing my words: "When you come, you leave without a trace. When you go, you will be with the same time. Because dreams are floating things,
Resurrection is a dream."
After singing, he seemed to turn into a breeze in a trance and disappeared from the world in an instant. Almost at the same time, all the strange scenery in front of me faded away and returned to the dining table in the Demon Realm King's palace. Everyone around me expressed surprise.
They looked at me with wide eyes. Some of them were so surprised that they could not close their mouths.
I don't know when the man in black was standing in front of me. He was a man with a pair of dragon horns on his head. He looked about thirty-one or two years old, and his short gray hair was
In the dark light, his face looked pale and thin. The dim light from the candles in the devil's palace reflected his handsome face blue, and his two eyes were hidden in the dark shadow. His face reflected the dying candlelight,
There is a kind of temperament that is not yet a ghost but is no longer human.
"Where is Whitebeard?"
"Perhaps one day he will come back, His Majesty the King of the Demon Realm." There seemed to be a trace of indescribable sadness hidden in the man in black's calm answer. As he said that, he knelt down to me respectfully. Then stood next to him.
The Marten King and the Ghost Mother also knelt down and solemnly swore allegiance to me.
"What's wrong! What's wrong!" I was completely confused about what was happening in front of me: "I'm just an ordinary assassin..."
"***! You are still pretending to be very pure. You are now the largest shareholder of our Demon World Group." The Beast King who said this finally knelt down helplessly. Then, they
People behind me also fell down and worshiped. Even in places where they couldn't see my figure clearly, people seemed to understand something when they saw the people in front of me kneeling down, and they knelt down and worshiped me one after another!
In just a moment, the devils in the entire Palace of Ten Thousand Demons all knelt down on the ground one by one from near to far, performing the highest form of worship with their foreheads touching the ground! In the entire palace, only
I am still standing upright! I used to be the shortest and fattest person, but now I have become the tallest person.
"Everyone, please stay away from me!"
Beep, beep, beep! Just as I was looking at the dark crowd helplessly, my email box rang with the notification that a new email had arrived. There were two copies. Both were signed by a name I didn’t recognize at all—Old Man Zhongli.
The cover of the first letter reads: Open it in a critical moment, and nature will turn the danger into safety.
The second letter was completely blank, with nothing in it.
