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Chapter VII

"Koen Keda." The eldest princess suddenly raised her head and asked, "Is he also such a fruit?"

"Of course he is, and it is probably the most unique one in history, so the God King and I take good care of him. As for the taste of this fruit, we can estimate it from its growth process -

In fact, when he was born, he was not the seedling we were paying attention to. Instead, like most human beings, he was just a nutrient that gave birth to other fruits. But in the days that followed, he gradually replaced those humans with development prospects around him. From a certain

In this sense, he has the ability to devour and assimilate."

The Dark Lord replied: "Since childhood, he has been kind-hearted that ordinary people can't match. Kindness at this age has no actual meaning and is just a reflection of his character. The purer this kind of kindness and the longer it lasts, it proves that he resists

The stronger the external environment is - Cohen has his own standards of judgment for everything and will maintain them independently."

"By the time he was a boy, he was no longer bound by etiquette, and his natural independence was fully demonstrated. After becoming the governor and experiencing a series of wars, his specialness had begun to form. All of Sibia's actions were full of this

This kind of specialness." The Dark Lord made this evaluation: "It can be said that after Cohen Keda took charge of Sibia, he became the most special emperor in the mainland. He received the least external influence and was the most persistent in his own beliefs.

Under his control, Biya completed its transformation in a short period of time. Of course, the changes in the empire are also related to the people around him, but it cannot be denied that Cohen Keda is the key to this."

"So, we let him get close to the chrysalis? Let him come into contact with the thoughts of the Greek continent, and resist our mission?"

"Every human being who enters the altar of life is allowed to go through long-term observation and confirm that all conditions are met. Otherwise, they will not even be able to find the entrance." The Dark Lord said: "In our arrangement, Cohen Keda's

Entry is an inevitable process. With such an independent mind, how will he judge all that? What changes will the thoughts of the Greek mainland period have on him? This is what we are most concerned about."

"As always, Cohen Keda also surprised us this time. It's not that he had the ability to fight against ordinary members of the demon clan last night - because humans who enter the altar of life will make a leap in physical ability - in his mind

The changes are even more strange, beyond the expectations of the God King and I." At this point, the Dark Lord took out a scroll: "You can take a look at this, this is what Cohen Keda said before you arrived last night.

Two sentences."

"The earth, the sun and the moon have all come to an end, and there has never been anything that has not been swallowed up by impermanence." Slowly opening the scroll, the eldest princess's eyes glanced at the glittering golden font on it: "All conditioned laws are like bubbles in a dream, like dew.

It is like electricity, so it should be observed...this...Father, do you understand the meaning of these words?"

"To be honest, I don't quite understand this unfamiliar sentence." The Dark Lord replied: "So I have been thinking about it last night, but until now, I can't explain it completely clearly. I can only grasp a general context."

"The first sentence is easier to understand. Everything in the world will return to nothingness at a certain time, without any exception. It is a very realistic description, and it can also be said to raise a question; and the second sentence is a description from another perspective.

It can be regarded as providing an idea of ​​explanation, but it is not the real answer." The Dark Lord said seriously: "Taken together, this is not any thought pattern we know. There is no resistance or anger in it, but

A kind of deep thinking that is incomparable to resistance and anger, and different from any previous human philosophy, but this word and its meaning are closely related to the world and human beings."

"My father means..."

"In the past, after human beings entered the altar of life, although the fruits of their thoughts were colorful, apart from the self-deception of pretending not to know anything, they generally showed two trends, one was resistance, and the other was obedience. And these two kinds of thoughts

The emergence of "I" has an established self-positioning, that is, 'I' am in this world and a part of this environment, and it has always been so." The Dark Lord said: "But Cohen seems to want to pop out of this limitation, and the "I" in his thoughts

'I' have a tendency to break away from the environment and become independent. Therefore, now Cohen does not look at the world from the position of an emperor, but has risen to another level."

"The various details of contacting the leaders of the Southern Treaty Business Group and meeting with Emperor Bruck are a direct reflection of his new vision. The reason why he was confused and frantic last night was precisely because he had not realized his position yet.

There has been a change, this is a momentary dislocation, and he is extremely uncomfortable physically and mentally."

"These..." the eldest princess asked: "Is this the true meaning of breaking the pupa?"

"Our original intention of leaving the Altar of Life was not to create several resistance forces for gods and demons. The impact of the idea of ​​the Altar of Life on Cohen was greater than I expected, and it directly led to a qualitative change in his own thinking. This change

The thought patterns we have experienced surpass all the previous ones." The Dark Lord said: "This is like opening a new door in front of us. It is a rare opportunity for both the gods and demons, so let Cohen Kay

This is the most correct way for us to deal with it if you think about it without being disturbed - the eldest princess of the God Clan is aware of this, so she tries her best to stop your actions."

"But..." The eldest princess was stunned: "Father clearly knows everything, why didn't he stop us in advance?"

"Cohen Keda grew up in the human world, and you, my eldest princess, you are an indispensable part of the human world. Without your consistent influence, the world in which Cohn lives is incomplete. This is inevitable

It affects the growth of his thoughts, so in many things, I can see the results, and the King of Light can also see it, but can't tell you." The Dark Lord explained profoundly: "Just like last night, I stopped

What will happen to you next? What information can Cohen Keda get from it? Will it affect the natural development of his thoughts? Princess, you should know that one hair can affect the whole body."

"So, will my son know all this today? Will it have any bad impact on Cohen Keda?" The eldest princess glanced at the first demon general beside her, but did not say the second half of the sentence.

"This question is related to timing. From Cohen's point of view, the dark demons returned without success last night. No matter what changes occur after that, it is normal, because Cohen Keda does not understand me, and I

It is possible to exert any kind of influence on you, or even ignore it." The Dark Lord said: "So in the future, Princess, you can still use your own nature to treat Cohen Keda, but the bottom line is

, don’t cross it.”

Then, the Dark Lord set his sights on the First Demon General: "The reason why the First Demon General is required to observe all this is because the Demon General has been dealing with Cohen. It can be said that Cohen has been in contact with the Demon General longer than he has been in contact with other demons.

Much more, the demon generals, especially the first demon general, have become the most important channel for Cohen to understand the demons. And for a period of time, the first demon general will also need to cooperate in dealing with Cohen to let her know things.

The whole story is necessary.”

"Everything is as ordered by His Majesty the Demon King." The first Demon General still maintained a humble kneeling posture.

The Dark Lord looked at Frigg: "Does the eldest princess understand everything I said? Is there anything else you don't understand?"

"I still have some doubts, please give me some advice from my father." Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess raised her head slightly: "I dare to ask my father, are my actions all the time right or wrong? Because my father's words made me confused,

When you think about it carefully, it seems paradoxical.”

"Princess, the dark demons are above humans. From our perspective, there is no absolute right or wrong in this kind of thing, only whether it is necessary or not." The dark devil replied: "From a human perspective, there is no right or wrong in this matter."

, you seem to have done a lot of wrong things, but the key is that the cumulative impact of these mistakes has become an inducement to transform Cohen's thoughts, thus bringing great benefits to the dark demon clan - so now, do you think you are wrong or not?

Right? Who is qualified to judge whether you are right or wrong?"

"My son--my son seems to understand a little bit." The eldest princess's eyes seemed to be somewhat awakened, but there was a strong doubt in her eyes: "Another question, father, what kind of thoughts like Cohen can bring to the dark demon clan?

What’s the benefit of coming?”

"This is not something I can tell you now." Another smile appeared on the corner of the Dark Lord's mouth. This smile was different from before. There was a kind of magic that made the eldest princess feel relieved: "Okay, you can step back, I still have some

The matter must be handed over to the Demon General."

"Yes, Father." The eldest princess withdrew, leaving only the Dark Lord and the First Demon General in the hall.

"Emnie, are you wondering why I want to leave you alone?"

"His Majesty the Demon King is so wise that I dare not speculate." The first Demon General did not even raise his head.

"It seems that you have understood. Yes, I am using you to stimulate Frigg." The Dark Lord nodded slightly: "The eldest princess needs to know all this, otherwise she will not take action again; and after knowing all this,

She is no longer who she was before, so I need to give her a way to maintain herself - for her, jealousy is the best recovery medicine."

"Is there anything you need me to do?"

"You don't need to do anything, because after you walk out of this hall, jealousy has already arisen. Frigg will be even more harsh on you, but if she can't vent it, she will vent this jealousy on others." Darkness.

The Demon King said: "Thank you for your hard work. After you go out, you go to Cohen first, say something casually, and then come back to take orders... Be careful not to let the eldest princess meet you on the way."

"I will obey the order." The first demon general replied with great caution: "I will retire."

Demon Alliance, dense forest on the border of the Bruck Empire.

The midnight moonlight shines down softly. Although it is not as strong as the sun, it penetrates into the forest canopy and spreads a layer of misty light on the grass. The river in the dense forest is gurgling, with layers of light, shadow and soft sound overlapping.

Combined into a tired atmosphere.

After rounding a bend, the river entered a gentle terrain, and the river surface nearly doubled in size. The sparkling water suddenly calmed down a lot. A woman in white sitting on the bank of the river with her legs bent was reflected in the clear and shallow water.

She lowered her head, closed her eyes slightly, and was quietly combing her long hair, with no expression on her fat face. In the breeze, the weeping willows on her head and the grass beside her were fluttering together.

But she herself seemed to be independent of the environment, not even a single hair trembled.

Her fair face was flawless, and there was nothing between her brows. Wherever she could see, there was nothing that could compete with her. She was the focus of it all.

The mist is gradually forming, spreading over the water a little bit, and squeezing through the grass.

Outside the dense forest, there were steady footsteps, and they were moving steadily all the way. But the closer they got to the creek, the slower and louder the footsteps became - it seemed that the owner of the footsteps was struggling hard in his heart. By the time he reached behind her, the gap between each step was already quite large.

The woman ignored him and continued to comb a strand of long hair in her hands.

Ten steps behind her, the last step of the visitor's footsteps was surprisingly loud.

This sound separated everything.

In an instant, the moonlight all over the sky converged, the sound of water all around was dormant, and even the breeze caressing the river seemed to have stopped. But the water was still flowing, and the moonlight shone on the earth as before, but the charm of all this night was like It is sealed in time, and there is no longer any artistic conception.

The woman frowned, put down the jade comb, and twirled her slender fingers to slowly twist her long hair into a bun. Then she opened her eyes - all the agility and vitality around her had begun to flow again, and They are all attached to her and spread out to the surroundings from her.

All things that lost their charm because of that footsteps were finally restored through her gift.

There was a slight sound of metal friction behind him. Under the moonlight, the sword held by the visitor with one hand trembled imperceptibly. His breathing was not as gentle as before, but much shorter. The mist filled the air under his feet. , being pushed away layer by layer by invisible forces, like ripples on the water.

He is like an unsheathed sharp weapon. Although he is just standing quietly, he is filled with the intimidation of dividing everything, making people dare not look at him.

The woman sighed quietly, her brows relaxed slightly, and she turned around gracefully. Her long skirt was swaying lightly in the wind. It was Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Clan of Light, Lilita Knach.

The two looked at each other in silence.

Her eyes were as bright as stars, and her gentle gaze entangled the man inch by inch, bringing him into her field of vision.

Under her gaze, his eyes, as cold and sharp as a blade, quickly softened and melted.

Then suddenly it became bright!

It seemed that something was being transmitted to her along with his brightness - Liruita was like a pure mirror, reflecting and magnifying his bright gaze until there was nothing else between them, until this Brightness surges like a flame, lighting up yourself, lighting up each other, and lighting up everything around you!

The mist that filled the air around the two people was being rolled up and steamed by invisible forces. One moment it looked like thousands of petals, another moment it was as vast as a vast sea of ​​smoke... then it calmed down in the silent silence, and finally turned into tiny crystal dewdrops.

He took out a crimson flower and slowly raised it in front of him. Behind the delicate petals, there was a calm face - although it was almost perfect, it was lifeless.

She smiled softly, with a little bit of relief and a little bit of joy in her smile, but halfway through, it was filled with silent pain.

When she let go of her fingers, the flowers flew out lightly and were inserted neatly into her bun.

The beauty of flowers and the elegance of people complement each other.

No matter who looks at her, Her Royal Highness the Princess of the God Clan is changeable, but at this moment she is as plain as jade and as cold as water. This gorgeous flower seems to have opened her magic circle, allowing her to shine every day. The softness everywhere is brought out, and it is thousands of times brighter than when she changes. It is like a whirlpool, enough to make people and things around her involuntarily attracted, lost, and intoxicated.

His hand slowly retracted, and his stern expression melted slightly.

"It's hard for you." She leaned slightly and gently slid her fingers over the petals: "This flower is not common anymore."

"It's a few thousand years late, as long as you like it." His voice was elegant and long, as if he had traveled through time and was resonating with the earth and sky.

"Are you...are you okay?"

"Since I can come, of course everything goes smoothly. Everything about the crow now belongs to me, or in other words, everything about me belongs to the crow. Your magic and wisdom are both perfect." A trace of emotion appeared on the face of the visitor.

Smile: "Although I have forgotten a lot, I obviously have not forgotten you."

"Actually, if you can really forget me, maybe it's a good thing."

"I only forget what I should forget. Even you can't impose your will on me." The "crow" who spoke was wearing a white warrior uniform, with one hand casually inserted into his belt, and his eyes were introverted, like a deep pool.

"Why are you doing this? Isn't it better to pretend that you haven't woken up and just be a crow next to Cohen?"

"Never!" Crow's expression was stern, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and his deep voice was full of anger: "They owe me!"

"The world has changed, and so have the gods and demons. If you rely solely on yourself, your chances are very slim." The eldest princess sighed: "Do you want me to kill you again in front of everyone?"

"Wouldn't it be easy for you to kill me like this?" Crow's tone returned to calmness, as if he was not talking about his own life and death: "With the experience last time, there will be no mistakes if you do it again."

"Then you ask me to wait for thousands of years, or even a generation? In the end we can only meet like this?" The eldest princess shook her head: "Thousands of years, do you know what this means? Do you know how many mountains have become

Ocean? Do you know how many years of cold and heat it is? With just a smile, you can forget these, but that is you. And for me, this is the unsolvable abyss."

"Time...is that what scares you?"

"Xia Chong." The eldest princess shook her head: "You can't talk about ice."

"I am not a summer insect." The crow also shook his head, and then smiled freely: "If you follow what that person said, I am a sleeping insect that has slept for thousands of years!" (To be continued)


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