Anti-Demon Hero

In the year 315 of Da Qing, September 17, a spark of fire was kindled in Baixian City.

It was like striking a match upon the vast ocean; any tiny wave could snuff it out.

When over three thousand Demonized Soldiers surged toward Baixian City, you realized your own foolishness. This was a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

No matter how formidable a grandmaster was, cutting across an army of ten thousand was as difficult as ascending to heaven. Besides, a military formation of three thousand Second-rate Martial Artists rivaled an army of fifty thousand. There were only two grandmasters among you, and you had to protect an entire city of civilians who could not flee. How were you supposed to fight?

Then you watched a group of fierce warriors charge out from the previously numb crowd. Judging by their presence alone, there were no fewer than three grandmasters among them.

One of them was incomparably ferocious, standing two and a half meters tall. He had likely been crouching amid the crowd before, but now that he stood, the two massive hammers in his hands whistled with tiger-like force. In a single exchange, he could instantly kill seven or eight Demonized Soldiers.

The aloof woman beside you, Jiang Yueli, explained that more than half the resistance's strongest fighters had gathered here. They had decided long ago that this place was farthest from the ruler of Demon Country, the Alien Demon. Human Demons would not appear in such a remote region either. You had to seize a stretch of cities before it could react.

The Unrivaled Under Heaven Alien Demon had begun to slacken and grow lazy seven or eight years ago. It had barely left its "Holy King's Palace" in seven years, so those who came would only be other Blood Demons and the higher-ranking Human Demons.

And over the past decade, you had discovered a means of countering them: use the Alien Demons' own strengths to restrain them!

Use demons to melt iron and forge divine weapons!

These Alien Demons, who called themselves the "Ancient Clan," possessed some kind of bloodline power or other substance within their bodies that was exceptionally suited for forging divine weapons!

Extracting the demon blood from even the most ordinary Demonized Soldier could forge a weapon fit for a First-rate Martial Artist, and this stacking seemed to have no upper limit.

Yun Shou: "???"

You mean that although an ordinary person like me can't beat a First-rate Expert, as long as I have a weapon that cuts iron like mud, I can take them on?

Before I could even raise my hand, he'd probably cut it off!

With all the grandmasters working together, the three thousand Demonized Soldiers were quickly wiped out. The one who contributed the most was that two-and-a-half-meter-tall giant.

You learned that he had once been a military general of the Wu Kingdom, named Xu Zhenwu. He had been born with Dragon Elephant Strength. Even without practicing martial arts at all, a casual wave of his hand carried the force of ten thousand jin.

But do not misunderstand—this did not mean his Foundation and Talent Aptitude were ten times those of an ordinary person. Though higher than average, they were only about two or three times as great.

When ordinary people reached the level of a First-rate Martial Artist, they could defeat two hundred versions of themselves from before they trained. But for those with an extraordinary talent such as Dragon Elephant Strength, reaching the First-Rate level did not increase their strength by much.

Only upon reaching grandmaster did their strength become several times that of an ordinary person's.

Yun Shou: "Wu Kingdom, military general, Dragon Elephant Strength."

"Could this be an acquaintance I've heard of somewhere before? So hard to guess."

In short, the resistance was primarily gambling—gambling that the Alien Demon itself would not arrive before they became a force to be reckoned with.

A month later, a suit of Demon Armor was completed. Naturally, Bei Chenguang was the one who wore it.

Afterward, the surrounding Blood Demons mobilized their armies to exterminate Baixian City. Bei Chenguang charged alone into an army of ten thousand. Wearing the Demon Armor, he was practically a God of War, forcibly slaughtering the three Blood Demons in the command tent.

You forged iron in the rear. Honestly, it felt safer than being in Demon Extermination Forest.

In the year 316 of Da Qing, you were still forging iron.

That same year, a Human Demon attacked and shattered Xu Zhenwu's breastbone with one palm. The strength of a grandmaster with Dragon Elephant Strength was nearly two or three times that of an ordinary grandmaster, yet he could not withstand a single palm strike from the enemy.

The grandmasters of Baixian City all sallied forth, and in the end, Bei Chenguang beheaded it.

Yun Shou: "Why do I feel like I'm becoming more and more of a background extra?"

In the year 317 of Da Qing, you heard that Bei Chenguang had infiltrated a demon city and, through a scheme, trapped and killed a Human Demon by himself!

In the year 318 of Da Qing, you heard that, for some unknown reason, Bei Chenguang had actually charged toward the Holy King's Palace and split open one corner of the palace with a single sword strike. The reason you heard this news was because he came back alive!

You had no idea how he did it, but he survived.

That same day, the people of Baixian City scattered into the plains. Not long afterward, several Human Demons swept clean those in the city who had refused to leave.

Later, you heard that the demon army, having made up its mind, swept through Demon Extermination Forest. More than ten thousand human skeletons were transported to the border, their skulls severed and piled into a Jingguan.

In the year 319 of Da Qing, you wandered through the wilderness. One suit of Demon Armor and one demon sword after another came off the forge. Wearing compatible Soldier Armor, martial artists could fight opponents a level above themselves!

You planned to forge Divine Armor and divine weapons that would allow grandmasters to battle Alien Demons.

In the year 320 of Da Qing, every hidden move the resistance had planted was unveiled at once, and rebellions erupted simultaneously in over a hundred cities!

Though many were bloodily suppressed in short order, much demon blood was also delivered into your hands.

That year, Demon Slaying Divine Will manifested behind Bei Chenguang. Facing a Human Demon that had once been a grandmaster, he did not move at all, relying solely on his Divine Will to crush the Human Demon to its knees.

Twenty years old, a Supreme Grandmaster.

That year, he donned armor and helmet. A divine weapon forged from the demon blood of one hundred thousand Demonized Warriors was fitted onto his body, and he headed straight for the Holy King's Palace.

Is this the protagonist of the era? You thought that you had made the right choice that day, following the "protagonist" without dying halfway through.

As long as Bei Chenguang could win, you would be one of those who saved lives. Your whole life would be made!

No one knew the outcome of that battle.

Because neither Bei Chenguang nor the Alien Demon ever appeared again.

More than thirty Human Demons, over four hundred Blood Demons, and roughly five hundred thousand Demonized Warriors remained. This was the mess left before you.

With the help of "Demon Weapons," the nonrenewable forces of Demon Country still held the upper hand, but their demise was only a matter of time.

What followed would be a prolonged tug-of-war.

In the year 323 of Da Qing, you were already sixty-eight years old. Your Foundation Amplification had reached 181% over the years, but it was still insufficient to support further progress in your Martial Cultivation.

Your iron-forging skill was frighteningly high, and you made exceptionally efficient use of demon blood.

In the year 325 of Da Qing, you went to other cities to forge iron.

In the year 327 of Da Qing, you heard that Demon Country wished to negotiate peace with humanity. As one of the anti-demon veterans, you naturally voted against it.

In the year 330 of Da Qing, the new generation of human martial artists had been tempered in blood. Demon Country's forces had already retreated to one-third of their former territory, with only the former Qing Kingdom still under their rule.

In the year 332 of Da Qing, you discovered that Jiang Yueli, Bei Chenguang's former companion, spent her days listless and distraught.

In the year 335 of Da Qing, you were eighty years old. Your body was still in fine condition, and you felt you could live to one hundred and twenty.

In the year 340 of Da Qing, there were fewer than one hundred thousand Demonized Warriors left, but there were still three hundred Blood Demons comparable to grandmasters and thirty Human Demons. These upper echelons had finally been driven desperate and began acting frequently.

In the year 342 of Da Qing, the Human Demons remained locked in a stalemate.

In the year 345 of Da Qing, Jiang Yueli wore Demon Armor. She had advanced to grandmaster and fought her way to a Human Demon, demanding the truth about that battle more than twenty years ago.

After returning, she told you the information as well: Bei Chenguang and the Alien Demon had fought their way out of the Holy King's Palace, plowing a long trench through the earth with their battle before vanishing over the East Sea...

In the year 350 of Da Qing, a Human Demon discovered a method to refine its bloodline and reproduce. This would make the war even more prolonged...

In the year 355 of Da Qing, in the heartland of human territory, you celebrated your hundredth birthday with a feast for guests from all directions. Many of your disciples and descendants came to pay their respects. You were a first-generation forger of divine weapons, now peacefully enjoying your twilight years.

In the year 360 of Da Qing, you were one hundred and five years old. Your Foundation Amplification had reached 218%. After circulating your energy a few times out of boredom, you finally felt a faint improvement in your cultivation.

But you were already too lazy to practice martial arts.

In the year 368 of Da Qing, Demon Country's forces finally collapsed, and the remaining Human Demons and Blood Demons scattered in all directions.

In the year 375 of Da Qing, you were one hundred and twenty years old, yet you felt you could live another ten years. You could still walk around and hop about!

In the year 387 of Da Qing, you lay in bed, feeling your life slowly ebb away, somewhat desolate.

In the year 388 of Da Qing, you realized your final hour had come. With the Martial Cultivation of a Martial Master, you had lived to be one hundred and thirty-three. No one considered it a regret; it was a joyous funeral.

The new human nation held a grand funeral for you, honoring an anti-demon hero (iron forger).

You died.

(Taking a break for the double days off—two updates a day?)