No one cares about the death of First Demon God.
On the battlefield of the God-Demon game, the death of one Middle God is as small as a drop in the ocean.
Blood Sea surges, Baleful Aura floats and sinks.
Among the Blood Sea, there are only two figures standing.
Night God.
Demon Race Progenitor.
Night God's red robe is like fire, and her red hair is stunning. She is playing with Pitch-Black Giant Sword in her hand, the sword is hanging down, and there is a faint dark light flowing.
The Demon Race Progenitor on the opposite side has long lost the calm attitude of strategizing and complacency before.
Twelve Creation Pearls floated around, its brilliance skyrocketed, supporting a defensive field of creation, but Demon Race Progenitor's face was still as gloomy as water, and his eyes were filled with haze.
Most of my original ambitions collapsed the moment Night God got out of trouble.
His eyes were fixed on the Pitch-Black Giant Sword, with a complicated look on his face.
There is reluctance, confusion, and fear.
There is also a hint of anger at being played.
After a long silence, Demon Race Progenitor suppressed the surging emotions in his heart and spoke in a deep voice.
"So that's it... It turns out that this giant sword is not a chance of creation at all, but is specially used to seal you! If you pull out this sword, you can unseal it..."
"But I can't figure it out."
He stared intently at Night God's handsome face.
"Back then, I was just a nameless and insignificant role under you. I lived in your shadow, relied on you, and was controlled by you."
"With your supremacy Authority, as long as you give an order, even if I am completely unwilling and resistant in every way, I must Goodie obey and pull out this sealed sword for you!"
"But instead of doing this, you deliberately concealed the existence of this sword, and even... you asked me to let Black Dragon go. Tell me! Why is this?!"
Demon Race Progenitor considers himself to have far-reaching plans and unparalleled calculations.
But now when I look back and review the game, I realize that I have been living in the opponent's game from the beginning.
Facing Demon Race Progenitor's hysterical questioning, Night God just raised his lips slightly, and a touch of teasing and ridicule flashed across his eyes.
"Because I have long seen that you are naturally rebellious, treacherous, greedy for power and profit. You have never been a law-abiding person."
"If I had told you frankly back then, pulling out this sword would have broken my seal and helped me regain my freedom."
"With your character, not only will you not Goodie draw the sword for me to get out of trouble, but you will actually be afraid that I can get out of trouble and be free."
"What you will do in the first place will never be obedient. Instead, you will use everything you have and do your best to add ten or a hundred more Shackle to this seal, imprisoning me in this Blood Sea forever, and I will never be able to get ahead."
"That way, I will really never have a chance to escape."
Having said this, Night God gently raised his hand and rubbed the cold sword blade in his hand, the smile in his eyes getting stronger.
"So, not only did I not let you draw the sword, but I deliberately concealed the existence of this sword... As a result, you secretly discovered the existence of this sword, and even spent countless costs and countless calculations to let the tribe you created help me pull out this sword, right?"
Having said this, Night God took a deep breath and fully felt the long-lost breath of freedom.
"The taste of freedom is so... wonderful."
As soon as the words changed, the lazy smile in Night God's eyes faded and he looked at Demon Race Progenitor.
"It's just... Although you did follow the path I designed, you also spent too much time. It actually took you a hundred thousand years to finally pull out this sword. You are really a waste."
Boom!!
Night God said a few words lightly, but like the nine-day Skybolt, it exploded deep into Demon Race Progenitor's Divine Soul, making his whole body Qi and Blood retrograde and his mind collapsed.
It turns out that it was all a calculation!
He thought he had the winning ticket and was making every step of the way, but in fact, he stepped on the opponent's carefully crafted path every step of the way!
He thought he was a chess player, taking every step to complete his destiny, break through the shackles, and ascend to God King!
In the end, I realized that I was just the hardest working and most ridiculous chess piece in their hands!
He tried his best to help his opponent lift the seal and regain his freedom, but he was still complacent and thought he was in control of the situation!
The most ridiculous, ironic, and embarrassing thing in the world is nothing more than this!
Humiliation, anger, unwillingness, mixed with bone-deep fear, swept through Demon Race Progenitor's limbs in an instant.
Terrible.
Night God It's so scary!
Night God was trapped before, which already made him very afraid, but now, Night God is out of trouble...
There is no way he can be his opponent!
Fight, can't beat!
Waste, can't afford it!
Demon Race Progenitor suddenly felt the desire to quit.
Run!
Run now!
Escape far from this Blood Sea Secret Realm, and hide in seclusion from now on, never to show your face!
As long as the green hills remain, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood.
As long as you are alive, you have a chance to make a comeback. If you stay here, you will only die!
But as soon as the thought of running away arose in his heart, Night God had already seen through all his thoughts.
Night God raised his eyes slightly and raised his lips in a smile.
"Want to run away?"
"Do you think you can run away?"
"Back then, I spared your life and allowed you to occupy Blood Sea, multiply the tribe, and steal fortune. It was only because I calculated that you were closely related to my unblocking and escaping, so I didn't touch you."
"Now, the cause and effect is over and the seal has been broken."
"You stole my Twelve Creation Pearls, occupied my Blood Sea Origin, and stole my old business..."
"It's time to settle the matter and repay it."
The moment the words fell, Night God raised his right hand.
There is nothing fancy, just a simple gesture of slightly opening the fingers and pressing down slowly.
However...
"Buzz--!!"
Blood Sea, which traveled hundreds of millions of miles across, stood still for an instant!
The surging Scarlet blood waves suddenly stagnated, the roaring evil wind instantly subsided, and the rushing undercurrent completely stopped.
The entire Heaven and Earth, the entire Blood Sea, and the entire Secret Realm Blood Color, Law, and Space Power were all moved by him with one hand.
It was as if Heaven and Earth were spinning in his palm.
This is the supreme Authority of the true master of the Blood Sea!
With just one thought, you can lock down the entire Heaven and Earth and control a whole world!
In mid-air, Demon Race Progenitor, who could barely compete with Creation Pearl, suddenly trembled violently.
A heavy coercion originating from Heaven and Earth Origin and surpassing all Law fell from the sky and landed with a crash.
"Crack!"
The protective divine weapons all over his body instantly shattered, Creation Pearl's defense field trembled violently, and its lines cracked.
Demon Race Progenitor His legs suddenly became weak, his knees bent downward uncontrollably, his body shook violently, and a sense of humility and insignificance overwhelmed his mind.
He was gritting his teeth and holding on to his body, refusing to bend his knees or surrender!
He is Demon Race Progenitor. He has been arrogant all his life. There is no way he will kneel down and bow his head at this moment and become a laughing stock!
"I'm not willing to give in!!"
In this desperate situation and humiliation, Demon Race Progenitor went crazy and exploded.
"Night God, you forced me to do this!!!"