Night God spoke calmly, as if Heavenly God was aloof and giving favors to mortals.
My eyes fell on Life Fire, which was about to extinguish First Demon God.
Take the initiative to speak.
"Your Lifespan is exhausted, Essence Blood is completely gone, and Divine Soul collapses. It is a certain death situation."
"I can give you Divine Soul reunion, physical body reshaping, Lifespan endlessness, and Nirvana rebirth."
"This is the favor I can give you, and it is also the supreme opportunity that countless God-Demons dream of."
From Night God's point of view, this is a great blessing.
Mortals seek immortality and God-Demon seek immortality. People who are on the verge of death must want to live again and gain eternal life.
However...
Night God As soon as Night God finished speaking, First Demon God's old eyes suddenly burst out with an unprecedented bright light.
But... he is not living for himself, but for the whole Demon Race to survive.
He tried his best to raise his head with difficulty and looked directly at Night God.
"I didn't want to let myself live."
Night God was slightly startled, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Oh? You actually want to give up your life? What do you want?"
Night God I have never seen anyone face the supreme opportunity of Nirvana, rebirth, and eternal life, and refuse it without hesitation.
At this moment, Night God really became interested and wanted to hear what this weak Demon Race wanted to know.
First Demon God's breathing was weak and scattered. Life Fire became darker and darker, but his eyes were shining brightly.
"I, First Demon God, have lived for tens of thousands of years. I am the head of Demon Race and the number one brother!"
"Half of my life was foolish and loyal, and half of my life was ignorant, which caused the clan members to be imprisoned, slaughtered, and used as blood food. It caused all of your brothers to be martyred and die!"
"I am ashamed of my position as Demon God, I am ashamed of my tribe, I am ashamed of my martyred brothers, and I have no shame in living in this world!"
"I don't seek immortality, fortune, or chance!"
"I only ask for one thing!"
He raised his eyes and stared at the red-robed Night God, his eyes full of piety and expectation, and he used his last strength to plead in a deep voice.
"I just ask you, please give Demon Race a chance of life!"
"End this fate of being imprisoned and enslaved forever!"
"Let me, Demon Race, hundreds of millions of people, no longer become the blood of others, no longer be slaughtered by others, and no longer live in deception and darkness!"
"Let Demon Race survive, be reborn, and be free!"
After the words fell, Blood Sea was silent, and Heaven and Earth was silent.
Night God stood quietly, looking at the Cang Old Demon god in front of him who had run out of oil, showed no regrets even before his death, and sacrificed himself for his family. The surprise in his eyes became more and more intense, and there was a trace of emotion in his heart.
Heavens Myriad Races, all living beings.
All living beings cherish life, are greedy for life, and pursue profit.
It is rare to give up the easily attainable nirvana and rebirth, and only seek the survival of the ethnic group and the stability of all living beings.
He shook his head slightly and sighed softly.
"I still can't understand why you would give up the chance of immortality and choose your tribe. Is this... worth it?"
"To me, all living beings, vegetation, Heavens, ups and downs, are all ordinary."
"But I, Night God, make a promise, as important as fate, and I will never lie."
"Since you sacrificed yourself for the continuation of the ethnic group, then I will fulfill your wish and give Demon Race a chance to survive!"
Agreed!
Night God agreed to him!
Hearing Night God's answer, First Demon God, who was on the verge of death, felt that his tight heartstrings suddenly relaxed, and the heavy burden on his shoulders seemed to fall to the ground at this moment.
A relieved smile slowly spread on his face.
Great.
Brothers, have you seen it?
Our sacrifices were not in vain, our martyrdom was not in vain.
Demon Race is saved!
We can finally allow Demon Race to continue to exist!
Although Night God has not completely fulfilled his promise.
Although First Demon God has not been able to witness all this with his own eyes.
But...
Enough.
First Demon God slowly loosened his clenched fists, relaxed his broken body, let weakness sweep through his body, and lay down gently on the Blood Sea high platform.
The old and tired eyes showed relaxation, and Life Fire, which was on the verge of extinguishing, completely dissipated little by little.
Brothers, brothers, I'm here to find you.
First Demon God lay on his back on the cold bone-patterned stone surface. His body had already run out of oil and was decaying inch by inch. Essence Blood was completely burned. Even Soul Fire was on the verge of Annihilation. Only a wisp of Remnant Soul obsession lingered, hanging between the thin line of Life and Death.
Logically speaking, when the lamp is exhausted, let alone maintaining consciousness, even the ability to distinguish Heaven and Earth and perceive the surroundings should completely disappear.
But at the Life and Death entrance, Divine Soul Annihilation, the last moments are often the best glimpses of celestial phenomena that cannot be seen in ordinary years.
When a person is about to die, his thoughts are clear.
When a god is about to die, his soul will also be clear.
In a hazy state, the Frenzy Blood Sea Baleful Aura and the stagnant divine power of creation all around him were diluted, blurred, and nothingness in his senses.
Heaven and Earth changes color, Scarlet fades away, and everything returns to a gray, dead silence.
The field of vision has become unprecedentedly transparent and clear, breaking free from the shackles, Law constraints, and Divine Sense limitations of the physical body, and being able to glimpse the deepest hidden scenes of the Secret Realm.
In this Blood Sea abyss of deathly silence and almost complete nothingness, a thin, invisible floating figure suddenly reflected into his remaining Soul Light.
The figure was suspended in the depths of the undercurrent of the Blood Sea, and its aura was completely condensed. It was like a stubborn stone on the seabed that had been silent for thousands of years. The Perfection blended into the surrounding environment. An ordinary God-Demon would never be able to detect it even if it was carpet-scanned a hundred thousand times with the Divine Domain.
If he hadn't Divine Soul been on the verge of extinction at this moment and transcended conventional perception, he would still be completely unaware if he were at his peak.
"Huh?"
Remnant Soul, who was on the verge of death, trembled slightly, and First Demon God's scattered consciousness struggled to gather together. His remaining eyes were fixed on the hidden figure of Lock-On, and a strong sense of surprise and familiarity surged in his heart.
This figure... looks so familiar.
This, this is not the boy who has been following Thirteenth Brother Blood Demon God recently... Black!
At this moment, Black is floating leisurely among the undercurrents of the Blood Sea, enjoying the show immersively.
To be honest, Black was originally hiding in the Blood Sea, waiting for the main body to come. Who would have thought that today's Blood Sea was too noisy. People came one after another, not giving the fishermen any chance to breathe.
Second Demon God sacrificed the layout, First Demon God fought desperately to break through, Blood Demon God was martyred and poisoned, and Demon Race Progenitor showed up to harvest.
I thought that the appearance of Progenitor was the ceiling, but I never expected that the legendary Night God would also make a strong appearance!
This... this is really exciting.
But the thing that most shattered Black's outlook and made his scalp numb was Night God's face!
Red hair and red robe, extremely handsome, born Red Lotus, with aloof temperament.
Putting aside the sultry red outfit and the Red Lotus mark on his forehead.
This face, this bone structure, these eyebrows and eye contours are exactly the same as his real body!
They are literally carved from the same mold, 100% similar!
"No??"
Black's mind is filled with questions about black people.
"What kind of underworld setting is this?!"
"Night God?, looks exactly like me? What is going on?"
Countless questions swirled around his mind, twisting into a mess and almost burning out his CPU.