A demon god who is a first-level god?

Luo Wei now knows why he gave an answer that might have disappointed him when he asked whether the other party was an ancient god.

It means that the demon god does not know him.

In other words, I don’t know that he has experienced a cycle and has a clear understanding of these things. I just see that he does not belong to this world.

Luo Wei felt relieved a little.

He has never looked down upon a first-level demon god.

Taking 1,200 years ago as the dividing line, before that the ancient gods ruled the world, and after that there were the manifest gods, who seemed to have nothing to do with the demon gods.

But this is an inaccurate statement.

There are demon gods in both the Ancient God and Modern God camps. Rugeda, who burns the God Core in the Black Good Palace, is a good example. As a Demon God, he first betrayed the Ancient God and defected to the Modern God camp, and then went through repentance and disguised himself.

Returned to the camp of the ancient gods.

At the same time, in that god war, there were both modern gods who defected to the ancient gods, and some ancient gods who turned to the modern gods and are still active today. For example, the god of war on the modern god's side married several wives of the ancient gods.

Therefore, whoever rules the world only refers to the camp, not the species of gods.

The reason why the first-level demon gods did not form a camp is also very simple——

They have their own space.

They are not necessarily connected to this world. The passages will only open under certain circumstances. Those alien passages in the Silent Night Forest have the danger of attracting the attention of first-level gods and demons.

This is what Eluse is looking for too.

However, thousands of years have passed and she has not found it. You can imagine how difficult it is.

Therefore, in this world, first-level demon gods are even rarer than ancient gods and modern gods, and the number known to them is even smaller.

As both first-level gods, being rare does not necessarily mean being powerful or weak. It depends on the individual.

The other party said that he was disappointed because he was probably placed in a lower position due to the common impression of the devil in the world.

『……』

The trance-like voice came again, and Luo Wei turned around. No words were engraved on the pure white stone tablet.

This is naturally not her throne, and it is not even a passage. It is most likely just a weak projection, as if just a glance at this world left such a piece of pure white land.

In this case, why did she participate in that divine battle?

Judging from Luo Wei's speculation, such an outsider demon has nothing to do with the human world and has no reason to join the war.

He even ended up almost dying in the end.

A breeze blew by, and the scene in front of him quickly faded, and the blur in the distance became clear. When he came back to his senses, there was only dark brown barren land left on the ground, including the one he put down before, and the white birds and white flowers had all disappeared.

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"Master Priest, what did I just say?"

Sheila stood there, looking in the direction of the original stone monument, with doubts all over her face.

The old farmer who was kneeling on the ground also got up. There were still tears on his face, but his expression became ferocious.

"You - don't break in here!"

Luo Wei watched the other party raise the pitchfork, squinted his eyes, and turned his head to look at Sheila.

"What happened just now, do you still remember?"

"Just...what happened?" Sheila looked at him confused, "I seem to have a vague feeling like this, but I can't remember anything."

Is this so?

Luo Wei took a breath slowly. It seemed that he was the only one who still remembered.

To a certain extent, I am really being targeted.

Luo Wei lightly dodged the old farmer's attack, helped him up before he fell, and said coldly:

"The pure white devil, right?"

"You——!"

The old farmer paused suddenly and then noticed that his face was full of tears.

"The carcasses of birds are buried in the ground, and the land is covered up by landfills," Luo Wei said word by word. "These are all what you told me yourself just now."

"!!!"

Ignoring the shock on the other person's face, Luo Wei briefly explained what had just happened.

Even though it is unbelievable, the tears are real, and there is a feeling in my heart that has been released after being suppressed for a long time.

The old farmer fell down and sat there.

"Why is it that only you can see... Is she still unwilling to take another look at this world... Has she abandoned this world..."

Luo Wei didn't plan to say anything more to him, "Tell me about her deeds, maybe I can give you the answer."

It is probably not an accident that believers can still be found in the past 1,200 years.

Although the old farmer didn't say it, since the resonance device is guiding here, it means that there is still some kind of shelter.

"You...come with me."

I followed the old farmer for a short distance and came to the shade of a towering rock wall in the wilderness. There was a hidden cave there.

When Sheila hid behind Rowe and walked in, she was so shocked by the scene inside that she was speechless.

The closed underground cave is full of small flowers of various colors, the land is fertile and crops grow, and birds of various colors perch above the cave, which is as beautiful as a dream.

It was hard for her to imagine that such a place existed in the desert.

Even underground.

"So that's it," Luo Wei looked at the old farmer coldly, "the poems sung are all fake. It was you who captured the birds and dug up the land."

The old farmer was carrying him there, and his already droopy body suddenly became heavier and heavier, and he knelt tremblingly in front of this scene.

"At the beginning, it was just pure white..."

In ancient times, a piece of pure white land suddenly appeared in the desert here, so white that there was no trace of anything else.

The first people were curious, marveled at such wonders, and often expressed emotion.

One day, someone felt sorry that such beautiful scenery was empty, and received a voice in response.

"Then what do you think the real beauty is like?"

The man replied without thinking: "At least there must be flowers and birds."

So, since then, there have been more flowers and birds on the pure white ground.

People realized that gods were watching this land and planned to set up altars to pray for answers. However, they were opposed by those who believed in ancient gods, and the two sides had a dispute.

As a result, pure white stone tablets without words appeared on the earth.

Thanks to its blessing, the surrounding desert gradually turned into an oasis, with pure white birds often flying over it, turning it into a fairyland.

Until that divine war comes.

Neither an ancient god nor a modern god, people pray for this existence to end this war and protect this land.

But no matter how hard people prayed day and night, they never received a response.

Gradually, the former oasis retreated into desert again, leaving only the pure white land uncontested by the world, full of flowers and birds.

This made people gradually stop believing in him and call him the "pure white devil".

Until the end.

Sacrilegious acts also occurred. The captured birds and the excavated land still enjoyed the protection of divine power, but they were no longer pure white and turned into different colors.

The believers hiding here still enjoy the qualifications of longevity and the gift of divine power. Even today, they are no longer the same group. There have been many long epochs in the past. Later people found the cave and saw the records left, and then they understood.

to all this.

"There are other stories like this..."

After listening to the old farmer's story, Sheila sighed. She never thought that she would be able to learn about the deeds of an unknown great god during this trip.

Although we are so far away from our own world, it feels like we have experienced it all ourselves.

I'm just a Yinshen cultist...

Luo Wei closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then opened his eyes and looked into the cave. There were only three houses in total.

"Isn't she always protecting you?" He said coldly.

"...?"

"Do you think that this gift is a given? Or is she not aware of your transgression?"

Leaving the old farmer in a daze, Luo Wei turned around.

The other party is not the group of people who committed the crime in the first place, so there is no point in saying this. I am afraid that this old demon just wants to know whether he should accept the bountiful gifts here with peace of mind.
To be continued...