The small town of Sivar is located in the southwest of the Kingdom of Faroland.
This small town is located in the middle of several cities. The sky is hazy, and smoke rises above the town. A railway line dedicated to carrying cargo passes through this area to the west, bringing wealth to this inland port town.
In the dim light of the morning, after gnawing on the black bread in their hands, workers wearing cheap overalls started to get busy in the train station.
Inside the hotel, Alves opened the window, his shiny silver hair fluttering in the early morning breeze.
"Busy people are running around for life. Even though life is hard, they still persevere tenaciously.
As humble as a flower in the dust, it still has a delicate fragrance when it blooms.”
He stared at the pedestrians coming and going on the street. His dark eyes, as deep as the night, contained endless vicissitudes and very complex emotions, as if he had read all the joys and sorrows in the world. He had been standing all night.
'This is probably the last peaceful period of this era.'
There was a look of sadness on that handsome and handsome face, and Grand Duke Alvis of the Demon Tribe sighed and sat in front of the counter.
He picked up a pen and continued writing the half-written letter he had written last night.
...Ren, do you remember? A month ago, we discussed the industrial revolution and the impact of steam force technology on the progress of human civilization.
You said that science and technology are the primary productive forces.
There is no doubt that this is a true insight... From this you can draw the conclusion that every time after several impacts during the wave period, human infrastructure, various factories, railways, telegraph lines, etc., are systematically destroyed.
The demon descendants of the East and West are the enemies of civilization.
It's a pity, but I think your point is correct.
Although demons can also create and have established a continental order (the Second Age), we have to admit that the vast majority of demons carry tyrannical and bloodthirsty genes in their bones, and their natures tend to be chaotic and twisted...
But humans are different.
I have stayed in the Kingdom of Falorland for thousands of years. Although I slept most of the time, I also woke up several times during this period and personally experienced the historical changes here.
I don't think human society is perfect. Sometimes, people are so ugly that the devil is shocked.
However, people with complex and changeable human natures have more or less yearning for order and a better life in their hearts.
Some humans also like violence and destruction, but more people are good at creation, keen on accumulating wealth, willing to establish order, and willing to build the world.
This is fundamentally different from the demons who are more interested in destruction and killing.
Having said that, I believe you already know that I am actually a demon.
My mother was once a fourth-level transcendent. On a battlefield during the "Hundred Years Holy War" in the fourth era, she was captured by a demon duke and raped.
After a lucky escape, she accidentally discovered that she was pregnant...
The probability of mixing humans and demons is extremely low, less than one in 100,000, and babies are very easy to die.
Even though the child in her belly was of sinful blood, my mother still made a choice. In order to successfully give birth to me, she stole the bodies of some human extraordinary beings who had just died on the battlefield and chose to eat human flesh alive...
…
When I was born, my mother asked me to be a human being, and I agreed.
I have lived as a human for more than twenty years, and those are the days I miss the most. Unfortunately, some accidents exposed my identity, and I had to join the demon camp.
Renn, that ends my story.
There is nothing to talk about after that, because I am not qualified to be friends with you anymore.
In this thousand years, I have never actively harmed any human being.
However, I am going to do something next, which will hurt thousands of human beings, causing them to suffer the pain of war, become homeless, and even destroy their families...
I am no longer qualified to be friends with humans like this.
Now it's time to tell you my real name - I'm Alvis Sidi Abruscato, a member of the demon lineage, the Grand Duke of the Dark Tribe, in charge of the famous gun "Primal Darkness", and the demon camp calls me
"Prince of the Abyss".
Renn, I miss those days when I discussed various issues with you through letters.
I think you and I have similar qualities - we are both wanderers in this world, dandelions in the wind, a little out of tune with everything around us.
However, when you receive this letter, our friendship ends.
Ren, next time we meet, we will be enemies.
──Alves, written on the 14th of the month of Sprout (February), in the small town of Sivar on the southwestern border of the Kingdom of Falorland.
…
After writing this letter, the silver-haired and black-eyed Grand Duke Alvis was a little absent-minded. After a while, he calmly said:
"come in."
At this moment, there was a creak and a beautiful woman pushed the door open and entered.
She was wearing an elegant black gauze-like skirt, with sexy and attractive red lips, revealing her snow-white, warm and delicate thighs. Even within the black gauze, her high breasts were looming.
Princess Ariel reached out to take the letter. Her right arm had grown back, but her breath was still a little weak.
"this……"
The content of the letter appeared before her eyes, her mouth opened slightly, and her beautiful watery eyes widened.
"How is it, Your Highness Princess, are you satisfied? There is no possibility of me committing adultery. You won't act privately anymore, will you?" Grand Duke Alves said calmly.
"I don't dare, Your Highness, I was the one who offended you!" Princess Ariel lowered her head slightly, with cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.
It is very dangerous to suspect a dark archduke of betraying a demon descendant, and her actions against Renn during this period have also forced Archduke Alvis to sever ties with Renn as soon as possible.
"After sealing it, just send it over, that's it." Alves' expression remained calm.
"yes!"
Princess Ariel bowed slightly, folded the rupture letter, exited the room, and walked towards the small town post office.
One day later, it was a dark and windy night.
Boom...boom!
The earth shook and the mountains shook, and violent explosions woke up the residents of the small town.
In the train station located on the side of the town, a raging fire suddenly burst into flames, black smoke billowed, and the scarlet blood flames like red lotuses swallowed up the rails, fences, and platforms like waves... destroying everything in the station!
After doing all this, the vampire Duke Tais smiled coldly and put away the big sword filled with blood flames in his hand.
Whoosh~
Opening up his pair of dark red bat wings, he transformed into a streak of blood before the people from the 7th round arrived, and escaped into the vast night to the west.
"Ah! The train station...the train station was destroyed!" Some residents were stunned.
"No, no, how could this happen? Come and put out the fire! Put out the fire!!"
The workers who make a living by unloading and loading goods are even more desperate.
"It's over, we're done. The railway tracks and even the roads in this area have been destroyed! We're done..." Some businessmen were also devastated and had no way of making money.
Looking at the train station that was engulfed in flames, many residents cried.
As a dry port town that has gradually become prosperous with the popularity of steam trains, it is not even worse than some small cities. Unfortunately, this prosperity only lasted for a few dozen years.
Destruction is always easier than construction. In this case, most of the efforts of a generation in the small town were in vain.
As for rebuilding?
Not to mention how much manpower and material resources are required, the residents of the town are not stupid. It is impossible to carry out this kind of construction during the wave period. It would be good if human beings can maintain civilization and not regress.
On the hillside, a group of black figures stood. The vampire Duke Tais had returned.
Looking at the train station in the distance that had been reduced to ruins and filled with fire and black smoke, Ariel had a sneer on her lips. When she heard the people crying, a cruel smile appeared on the face of the werewolf Duke Gustave.
These three are all outstanding figures among the Dark Dukes, and they have met in Wilton City and Rennes.
But at this time, among this group of demons, the three of them were just subordinates.
Among the two leaders, the one on the left is a vampire woman with a graceful figure.
With her smooth black hair hanging loose, the "Crimson Duke" Trena Nicole wore a tight black leather jacket embroidered with rose patterns, highlighting her thrilling and sexy figure.
On the right, a trace of intolerance flashed in the eyes of Grand Duke Alves. He suppressed his disgust at this behavior and said slowly:
"Let's go, let's leave Faloran immediately, bypass the plains, and go to Ghost Valley!"
Many demons nodded and had no objections.
In the next two days, this group of demons with the top-secret mission of "Dark Hall" bypassed the turbulent Pugni Plain and left Farolland through the dense forest of the mountain road in the southwest.
Finally, they entered the Kingdom of Cassevia in the south.
………
February 18, night.
It was still quiet inside Ackerman's villa. A dozen employees of Thorn Security Company were patrolling with Force firearms, paying attention to any disturbance.
"Alvis, the Archduke of the Demon Tribe, the famous gun "Primal Darkness"?"
In the brightly lit living room, Renn, who had just finished practicing for the day, put down the letter in his hand, his face looking ugly.
Who would have thought that a pen pal who only exchanges letters and has no interests or entanglements of love and hate, but only the simplest and purest friendship, would have such an identity?
"Ren, are you okay?"
On the side, Arturia asked a little worriedly.
The aura on the girl's body has become much deeper. After absorbing five top-quality neutral force crystals during this period, she has broken through to level 17.
Within the field of vision of Ren's "Eye of Deception", her entire body almost turned into a ball of torches. The blazing golden flames were dazzling, dangerous and beautiful.
"It's okay, I'll just treat this friend as dead."
Ren's face was expressionless. There was a sudden flash of fire, and blue flames spurted out from his palm. The spreading flames burned the letter to ashes.
The next time we meet, we are enemies, and the boat of friendship has capsized.
Arturia was silent for a while. She knew that he was in a bad mood at the moment, so she considered it and said:
"Don't we need to notify Bureau 7? The Archduke of the Demon Tribe seems to be doing something dangerous."
"I will notify the 7th Bureau, but don't hold out hope. It's already too late."
Ren sighed, feeling quite uninterested.
He once really regarded the other person as a friend, but in the end... no matter what that guy Alves planned to do, it was already too late to stop him now.
………
The south of Faroland has left the kingdom.
The vegetation outside the Ghost Valley is dense, and the deepest part is shadowed in the clouds and mist. This valley, which is a forbidden area most of the time, has gathered many strong demons.
The first row of more than ten demons had different appearances. Most of their clothes were classic and exquisite, but from head to toe, almost every detail was decorated to perfection.
Even a button on the cuff of the clothes is a fine product.
These demons are all at least Dark Dukes, and there are even two Dark Dukes among them.
There are different badges shining on the collars of their chests. Looking around, you can see the blood-colored moon wheel, a ring made of ancient snakes, a purple-black castle among thorns, a crown made of burning white flames, a finger bone... many ancient and powerful
All the famous demon clans are listed, among which the most powerful ones belong to the demon clan.
There was silence in the valley, with only the sound of the wind flowing.
So many big-name demons gathered in one place, but no one said a word. They all stood quietly, waiting for something.
The silence was finally broken by the sound of footsteps approaching from far away.
Two figures appeared at the mouth of the valley, a man and a woman. They walked towards the center of the valley with unchanging steps.
As soon as these two figures appeared, the atmosphere in the valley suddenly changed.
"Here they come, His Highness Terena, the Crimson Grand Duke of the Blood Clan, and His Highness Alves, the Prince of the Abyss of the Demon Clan!"
Many powerful demon descendants bowed to the two of them.
Even the two Dark Dukes nodded slightly to show respect.
The two demons made no secret of their power at this moment. The blood energy in "Crimson Archduke" Trena's body surged like a mighty river, sometimes turning into a blood moon, sometimes turning into many rose petals, and surrounding "Prince of the Abyss" Alvis
The magic energy even formed a terrifying vortex like the black sun.
The power of the two demons was so pure and terrifying that the surrounding space was slightly distorted, making their images blurred and their appearance a little unclear.
If Ren was here, by throwing a "Level Detection", he would know that Grand Duke Alvis and "Crimson Grand Duke" Trena are both level 25, standing at the pinnacle of the Dark Duke.
At this time, all the demons, including the two Dark Dukes who had been guarding here, stepped back and made way for the road leading to the center of the valley.
There was only one old Duke with an old face, demon lineage, and soul fire clan who stood out from the crowd.
"Your Highness Alvis of the Dark Tribe, and Her Highness Terena of the Blood Tribe, please come with me. The summoning ceremony is ready."
Alves nodded, and together with his companion Trina, he followed the old Duke towards the center of the valley.
At the deepest point, in the sky, I saw a surging dark whirlpool, and below, there was a white hexagonal altar.
"Please two of you preside over the ceremony!"
After arriving here, the old Duke of the Demon Tribe bowed and retreated.
Alvis and Crimson Grand Duke Trena looked at each other and hesitated for a moment.
"Go ahead, Alvis, if you don't want to be expelled from the demon camp."
The maid of the Dark Lord "Bloody Queen" ─ Terena's voice is indescribably sweet and seems to be able to activate the blood in people's bodies.
Alves sighed, and a white jade pendant appeared in his hand.
The jade pendant was engraved with beautiful flame patterns. He gently threw it away and floated up to the white hexagonal altar.
At the same time, a firearm that was as dark as an abyss and had a vague outline was held by him. For a moment, it seemed as if even the light had been swallowed up, and the world was darkened.
Next to her, a flash of scarlet blood suddenly appeared at the same time. It was so bright and bright that it seemed as if the mountains and rivers were stained with blood. Trina held the famous gun--"Blood Elegy"!
Rumble~
At this time, the huge amount of dark energy formed dense veins, gathering like a river from hundreds of underground nodes in Falorland.
"Light eventually dies, darkness remains forever!"
These huge dark energies were first transmitted to the many powerful demons outside the valley. They roared, then controlled it and projected it towards the hexagonal altar!
After absorbing a large amount of dark force, the surface of the white altar appeared densely packed with runes, and chains of laws extended out and pierced into the black hole-like vortex above the white altar.
Gradually, the whirlpool dissipated, outlining a portal filled with light.
Behind the portal, you can vaguely see majestic mountains, winding rivers, steep canyons, empty deserts, lush plains and other scenes.
It's like a small world inside.
Not only is the Dark Lord sleeping here, but there are also many powerful demons, as well as more soldiers and cannon fodder. This is also the ability of demons to compete with humans!
"Take action and blast open the door to the world!"
In front of the altar, Alvis and "Crimson Archduke" Trena looked at each other and raised their power to the limit.
Their guns were aimed at the portal with countless light rain intertwined on the hexagonal altar, and at the same time they activated their famous guns!
Boom──Boom!!
"Primal Darkness" and "Blood Elegy" roared at the same time, a jet-black light pillar that swallowed the sky and the earth, dimming all things, and a red light pillar that soared into the sky, staining the sky with blood. They instantly merged together, intertwining into black and red.
The two-color spiral light stream instantly bombarded the door!
The two famous guns showed their power, and the black sun and blood moon shone together. After a loud bang like the creation of the world, the door to the world was blasted open, and the two demons immediately jumped in.
There is no sky, no earth, and there is endless darkness up, down, left, and in all directions.
In this space, the black color floating around like mist is actually the dark force that is so rich that it seems to be substantial.
More than a dozen chains stretched out from the void and were placed on an ancient coffin, suspended in the air. The chains and the coffin were made of the same material. They had the texture of wood, but exuded a metallic luster, giving off the aura of long time. There were faint sounds around them.
Black ancient runes appear and disappear.
This is the passage connecting the small world of the secret realm to the outside world. The most critical location is also the sleeping place of the monarch.
After flying under this ancient coffin, Alves and Terena put their hands on their chests and bowed, showing enough respect and humility.
"Great Lord of the Soulfire Clan, I'm sorry to disturb your eternal sleep, but now, the parliament needs your power."
After Alves said this, he took a step back and stood still and waited patiently.
A moment later, endless coercion suddenly emanated from the coffin, and the space was distorted, as if the whole world had woken up, looking down at the two humble beings below.
Alves stood still and bowed slightly. The rays of black sun behind him kept him from kneeling.
Beside, Trena's face became even paler, shrouded in the light of the blood moon.
"The sacrifice is not enough, the body cannot wake up."
An indifferent and hoarse voice sounded from the ancient coffin, causing the entire space to tremble.
This is not the true voice of the monarch, but a ray of will.
"Your Majesty Samael, wait a moment."
Alvis and Trina stepped back and turned into two pillars of light. The magic power and blood in their bodies could open up the space, allowing the dark force accumulated on the external altar to flow in.
Click~
In the space, all the chains began to vibrate, and the ancient chains wrapped around the surface of the coffin slowly broke and fell.
But the speed is a bit slow.
"How long will it take?" said Trina, who was holding the space closed and her face was pale. This kind of work is not easy.
"It will probably take more than a month, thanks to the second impact, otherwise it will take at least three or four months."
Supporting the space channel, Alves also said with some difficulty.
Time passed quietly and slowly arrived on the 24th of the Reclamation Month (March).
Buzzing~
There was a sudden tremor in the space tunnel, and the huge coffin lid slowly floated into the air. Endless black mist continued to pour out of the coffin, falling like a waterfall, and finally completely disappeared into the deep darkness below.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! From the surging black tide, a long, pale hand stretched out.
The palm that lingered with power as deep as the night was extremely white, and what was even more dazzling was that there was a strange milky white flame burning on the palm.
This palm grasped the edge of the copper coffin, and slowly, an indescribable man sat up in the darkness.
At this moment, in the entire small secret world inside and nearly half of Saigon Continent outside, countless demons, especially the demon clan, were inexplicably trembling.
That comes from the deepest part of the bloodline, deep in the mark of life and the depths of the soul, and is the fear of the source of darkness.
"Oh, is it another era?"
On the continent of Saigon, those strong men who truly stood at the top of all living beings, no matter which camp they were in, demons, humans, aliens, elves... all heard a soft and distant sigh, as if coming from ancient times.
This is a dark monarch announcing his return.
………
Nokman Empire, inside the royal gardens.
The Sky Sword Master who was pruning flowers and grass suddenly made a movement, and a fierce momentum suddenly rose into the sky. Suddenly, in the sky above the imperial capital, thunder broke out on a sunny day, and the sound spread hundreds of miles.
The Sky Sword Master put his fingers together and slashed lightly, a brilliant sword light formed out of thin air, leaped up, and split the sea of clouds within dozens of miles in the sky into two!
"Teacher, what's wrong?" Kesha asked in surprise,
Then, the Valkyrie heard a familiar sigh, her body suddenly trembled, her crimson pupils turned red, and the shadow of a woman could be vaguely seen behind her.
Suddenly, the entire garden began to turn red, as if there was a blood tide, and everything was slowly stained with a layer of blood.
"Oh, what a troubled time it has been."
The Sky Sword Master shook his head, and with a single tap of his finger, he crushed the vague shadow of a woman on Kesha's body.
Queen Audrey, it's not time for you to wake up yet.
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St. Joan's Empire, Emerald Cathedral.
Click, click, click, a burst of rhythmic footsteps resounded in the splendid and empty grand temple.
Gonzalez, the leader of the Knights Templar, was holding the holy spear Redigail and wearing white leather armor, like a god of war, walking alone into a certain hall.
"Your Majesty, the Pope, there is something unusual. Please give me your instructions."
With a bit of anxiety on his face, he knelt down on one knee and looked up at the old man sitting on the white jade seat in the center of the hall, with his eyes closed and concentrating.
The white-haired old pope opened his eyes, which were a little cloudy, but his voice was very soft and clear:
"The pale fire that burns the soul is Samael. The church has studied his power, so there is the Heart-Burning Holy Fire (the successor of this generation is "Holy White Sword" Michelle)... It doesn't matter, although
Very strong, but not an unknown enemy, just continue to select the saint."
"clear!"
Gonzales calmed down and slowly retreated.
………
Faroran, Villa Akerman in the city of Merova.
The restored basement was dimly lit, and the door to the deepest and strongest training room had been closed. Ren and Artoria were sitting opposite each other on the ground.
"Girl, did you hear that sigh?"
Ren said with a solemn expression.
There was almost no aura on his body at this time, and he was perfectly restrained. Although he had not been upgraded during this period, his acupoints and body had been polished to an almost flawless state.
"Well, it's really scary. I wanted to listen carefully, but as soon as I went deep, I felt a stinging mental force, as if my soul was being burned. The body of the Dark Lord is too powerful. It's so vast and deep that it's like facing
The whole sky feels like it, it’s very uncomfortable.”
The girl's eyes were a little shocked and she clenched her fists.
She remembered the last time, when a projection of the Nightmare Lord crushed them both.
"Yes, the world has become more dangerous. Although we are no longer weak, we are still vulnerable to the real big guys. Fortunately, we also have trump cards."
Renn thought of his "pen pal" Alves. This incident was definitely related to him. He was a terrible enemy.
At least, he is no match for Alves, the Archduke of Darkness, who wields the famous gun "Primal Darkness".
"Well, it's about to begin." Artoria smiled slightly, "With the help of knowledge, power systems, and time differences from different worlds, we can grow quickly."
"Yes, the spring breeze blows and the war drums beat, who is afraid of whom in this world! In troubled times, when it comes to showing off, it is always you who sings and then I come on stage... When I come back, I must give the ghoul clan special
a surprise!"
Ren said through gritted teeth.
Thinking of how he was constantly ridiculed by Count Ange and others during this period, he felt so aggrieved that he didn't even dare to go out of the villa door, and he felt angry in his heart.
That son of a bitch, Duke Marcus, actually targeted him like this. He will have to spread his ashes when he comes back.
At this moment, the two heard the system's prompt tone.
"The time left to start the dungeon mission──00:00, please be prepared, the favored one."
Ren and Artoria looked at each other and smiled. Finally, a new adventure was about to begin.
