Demon Royal Family

Prologue

Ivo's name is quite special. It is said that when he was born, there happened to be a drought for several months. The old intellectual grandfather stroked his beard and named him "Wo" to pray for rain from the sky and fertile rice fields.

If grandpa hadn't had the habit of stuttering, his words would have started with "Oh oh oh...", and Ivo almost believed it.

After growing up, Ivo became an ordinary courier. The biggest feature is that he has no characteristics, and no one pays special attention to the characteristics of a young courier.

Ivo pedaled his bicycle and reached the corner of the road.

"Be careful!" "Get out of the way!"

Anxious shouts rang out, and Ivo subconsciously paused, followed by the harsh sound of brakes, and he smelled the burnt smell of tires rubbing against the ground.

Boom.

Flying in mid-air, Ivo's imagination opened up: "Is this a vulgar time travel pre-mission [sudden car accident]? I feel like I'm going to wear this..."

I heard that there is a kind of time travel that will cause you to be sucked into the toilet. Suddenly I felt very happy that I was in a car accident...

Then the consciousness went dark.

…

This is a pitch-black scorched earth, with a blood-red crescent hanging in the sky. The moonlight, like bright red paint, penetrates the thick dark clouds and splashes on the scorched earth.

A huge magic circle with complex patterns is engraved on the scorched earth. The pale golden lines are intricate and intricate, like countless tangled branches and petals. Holy platinum mist rises above the magic circle, which is incompatible with the sinister surrounding environment.

The huge creature was crawling in the center of the circle and struggling continuously. It seemed as if there was an infinite weight on its body, unable to stand up.

This creature is very abstract, with a pair of huge curly ram's horns, its head burning with blue ghost fire, its upper body a burly human body, and its lower body a horse's body. The four hooves are very thick, and the knotted muscles are like the roots of an old tree. What is even weirder is that there is a pair of bat wings as black as black iron on the back.

There are countless cracks in the pitch-black skin of this creature, and the gaps are shimmering with ice-blue light. The skin is like rough rock, filled with an icy aura, and the frost halo freezes the surrounding scorched earth.

The scary thing is that this creature actually has a human face, with a ferocious expression, and its pupils are as bright red as red crystals.

One of the four masters of Purgatory, the Frost Demon Lord.

In the chaotic and evil "Purgatory", the four demon lords command millions of demons under their command. They have the power to destroy the world and the world. They are the royal family among demons. Their existence is synonymous with terror and evil.

At this time, this frost demon lord was actually imprisoned.

"The demon lord, Droabar Maktus Ceseroro Sohai Aogu, choose purification or annihilation."

A huge platinum ball of light was suspended in the air, and there seemed to be a vague human figure in the center of the ball. A sound came from the ball of light, without any emotion, with a trace of divinity, as if it was a bell that cleansed away sins. Cleansing and spreading in the air, hundreds of little demons in the distance who were about to reorganize their bodies were directly annihilated into flying ashes by this sound.

"The Odin pantheon is a fraud, breaking the truce agreement established by the ancient pantheon! Just to seize an opportunity before the so-called 'twilight'!" the demon lord roared.

The figure in the light ball said: "Under the dusk prophecy, there will be no peace in the world, the divine light will no longer tolerate darkness and shadow, and all evil will only end in annihilation."

"He is just a coward, using justice and evil as an excuse, hypocrisy! I would rather be annihilated than be purified into a battle puppet in Valhalla by selfish and hypocritical gods like you!"

The demon lord exploded with all his power, and bursts of frost mist erupted from the crack-like skin texture of the rock, condensing into a rich and extremely cold fire. Behind him, an ice-blue shadow with the same appearance appeared, as huge as the sky and the earth.

The violent ice power like a dancing snake condensed and entangled in mid-air, turning into countless chains engraved with ice-blue lines, wrapped around the thick arms of the demon lord's shadow.

The chains were dancing wildly in the surging energy. Looking from a distance, it seemed as if they were holding thousands of unwilling blue thunderbolts in their hands, but the thunderbolts were bone-chillingly cold.

The magic circle could no longer restrain it. The demon lord suddenly stood up, and the magic circle exploded into fragments of light all over the sky.

The "frost fire" that coexists with extreme cold and heat is wrapped around the whole body. The demon lord's hooves sink deeply into the earth. The surging power roars and roars, and the earth shakes.

"Even if you are annihilated, your divinity will be stained!" the demon lord roared.

The light ball shines brightly, and long lines of divine inscriptions surround the light ball, like inscriptions of praise. The believers' holy hymns appear out of thin air, clear and ethereal, washing away the sins of purgatory, and even the sky gradually becomes clear.

However, behind the bloody clouds, what is revealed is not the imaginary blue sky, but a galaxy broken like a mirror. The stars are twisted faces of resentful souls, silently accusing, crowding the sky densely, declaring that this is purgatory. , is not a peaceful world.

Suddenly, a bright meteor flashed across the blood-red sky, dividing the entire sky into two halves, and quickly moved away.

"That race has a newborn baby!" The demon lord exclaimed in his heart: "Hundreds of years of investment can finally reap the rewards today!"

The demon lord's blood-red eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly self-destructed. His body exploded, and the frost fire turned into a monstrous force, freezing the entire scorched earth into a huge ice cube. An inconspicuous dark red seed flew out in the explosion. , chasing the trajectory of the bright starlight.

The figure in the ball of light stretched out his finger, and a surging divine power followed the demon seed to destroy it.

Chapter 1 Remember to buy life insurance before getting the golden finger

Frigga is the northernmost land among the five continents. "Frigga" means "atmosphere" and "cold wind" in the ancient Odin language.

The northernmost area in Frigga is recognized as a restricted area for survival. There are only white mountains stretching for tens of thousands of miles. The wind and snow that have lasted for hundreds of thousands of years have turned the mud and rocks into frozen soil, which is towering, majestic, and extremely cold.

Standing in the last populated area to the north of Frigga and looking over, you can see the sight of countless snow-white mountain ridges piercing the blue sky. This restricted area of ​​survival is called the "Cold Night Mountains". Legend has it that the Cold Night Mountains are the palace of the ice and snow goddess Meserys, and are home to countless powerful frost creatures. In history, there have been hundreds of adventure teams exploring the Cold Night Mountains, and their lives have been lost in the roaring north wind.

But even after looking through the 700 million books in the school, there is a secret that has never appeared in the documents: there is a small tribe deep in the Cold Night Mountains, lonely, mysterious, and isolated from the world.

There is a settlement of the descendants of a mysterious race.

…

Mock Harricon, a blacksmith from the Cold Valley tribe, had a child six years ago, named Ivo Harricon.

The newborn Ivo has a pair of sky-blue eyes, as clear as the blue sky, like two pieces of blue crystal, very smart.

Six years ago, Ivo was inexplicably reborn into this world. His initial ecstasy faded over time. After a giant dragon passing by in the sky shattered his world view, he temporarily suppressed his eager curiosity.

Outside the Hangu tribe are endless mountains and countless ferocious beasts. The only way for Ivo to understand the new world was the ancient books on the three-story bookshelf of the village chief's house. Those yellowed books recorded the basic common sense and history of this world.

The Hangu tribe is small and sparsely populated, with only 181 people. The weather is cold and snow falls all year round. Thick pure white snow accumulates on the houses made of wood and stone.

After living in the tribe for six years, Ivo gradually adapted to the cold climate, as well as the differences in language and culture.

The dim light of the morning sun shone on his face. Ivo opened his eyes on time and put on his animal fur coat to keep out the cold. After a brief wash, he took out a few pieces of dried meat from the large ceramic vat and grabbed a handful of light blue ice. rice, stepping on the stool in front of the stove and started busy making breakfast, the aroma of lean meat porridge gradually spread.

Ivo smelled it, turned to the back room and shouted: "Dad, get up and come out for breakfast."

The door curtain opened, and a tall, thin, middle-aged man with a haggard face came out. He touched Ivo's head, scooped up a bowl of light porridge, and ate it in small bites.

Mork is the father of this body. There is a cheap daddy. Ivo is very awkward at first, but after six years of being together, there is always some affection.

Ivo also scooped up a bowl and sat down, picking out two strips of meat and putting them into the mok bowl, "Eat more."

Although Mork is a blacksmith, he is not in good health and has lung disease. Ivo always hears Mork's painful coughing when he is forging iron.

"When you are growing, eat more meat."

"It takes a lot of effort to strike the iron. Eat more and leave me alone."

Food in the tribe is very tight, and wild animals are rare outside the tribe. The hunting cycles of several hunting teams are irregular. After each hunting return, each family is not allocated much food, and most of the food is stored and exchanged for labor.

Mork is a blacksmith who forges logging axes, arrowheads, and spears in exchange for food.

There was only a father and no mother in the family. Ivo asked where his mother was, but Mok kept silent. Although Ivo was curious, he got used to it as time went by.

Mok remembered something and raised his head and said, "Today is your sixth birthday. The village chief is going to take you to worship the totem and let you choose your enlightenment teacher."

There is a tradition in the Hangu tribe. When the young members are six years old, they must undergo initiation training. Three initiation teachers are selected among the tribe members. The initiation teachers will each teach a skill. Ivo knows that Mok’s initiation teacher is a retired old man. Blacksmith, so Mock took over the position of blacksmith.

The Hangu tribe advocates labor and does not support idlers. Almost all members have a division of labor. Choosing an enlightenment teacher is equivalent to choosing a future job in the tribe.

But Ivo's ambition was not here. He was very interested in the world outside the tribe and couldn't help but ask: "When can I leave the tribe?"

Mok was stunned for a moment, looked at Ivo up and down, and said with great reminiscence: "I saw a soul full of curiosity, exactly the same as when I was young. If I hadn't been hit by an arrow in the knee..."

Ivo interrupted helplessly, "I don't want to die of old age in the tribe."

"You can't leave the tribe until you have an adult ceremony at the age of sixteen," Mok said. "Before sacrificing the totem, the village chief will tell you the history and truth of the tribe."

Ivo has read the common sense books on the village chief's bookshelf several times and knows that there are many races in the world besides humans. Are you not a human being? No wonder I always feel like my tailbone is a bit developed.

The totem is in a small valley a few hundred meters outside the village. There is a huge gray stone sculpture there. It is a totem built by the tribe. Every member will worship the totem on their birthday. This is a tribal tradition.

Ivo looked weird when he thought of that totem.

Although Ivo didn't understand the mythological system of this world, that totem had appeared countless times in previous film and television works, and it was carved with a devil.

What is the mentality of treating the devil as a totem? Was he born into the evil camp?

Ivo wiped away the cold sweat and felt a little stressed.

…

Saying goodbye to his father, Ivo came to the tribal totem.

This is a four-meter-high gray stone statue with horns and horse hooves, six legs and two wings, a half-human, half-deer body, and a head burning with ghost fire. A cold and evil mysterious aura lingers on the statue.

"This is too ugly..." Ivo has always believed that the symbolic meaning of totems is greater than the actual meaning. I really can't understand what is wrong with believing in something, but to believe in something ugly.

"Buzz..." The statue suddenly vibrated slightly, and the snow kept shaking off, as if it was sensing Ivo's words.

Ivo muttered: "It's because you're ugly and you show up. Is this totem so smart?"

The vibration of the totem is getting bigger and bigger, much like the lid of a pot when boiling water in the previous life.

"My dear, this is the time to explode!"

Taking a few steps back, Ivo felt furious, "Didn't I just say you are ugly? Why are you so excited? You have to face reality. There are still many beautiful things in the world..."

Buzz!

The head of the totem suddenly exploded, and a dark red light flew out at an extremely fast speed. It shot into Ivo's forehead. Ivo vaguely saw that the stream of light seemed to be a seed. After being stunned for a long time, I touched my body and felt that there was no change. "Is it an illusion?"

At this time, a weak voice sounded in my mind, "It's finally here..."

Ivo was stunned for a while, held his head and shouted in panic: "Sure enough, something bad went in!"

The voice said dissatisfiedly: "Oops? This king is..."

Ivo slapped his head vigorously, making a crackling sound, and screamed: "Come out!"

"This king is..."

"This king..."

"Book……"

A burst of shooting.

The voice couldn't bear it anymore and roared angrily: "Stop filming! You're going to kill me!"

What on earth is this? Ivo calmed down and looked at the head of the totem that was blown into a pile of rubble. He stayed for a while and said cautiously: "Mr. "I", what kind of god are you?"

The voice said proudly: "I am your god and your faith."

Ivo was stunned: "Master of the Sanqing Dynasty? Are your elders wearing it too?"

"Who is the Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty?" The voice was confused: "I am the great Frost Demon Lord!"

Oh... I must have misunderstood.

Ivo coughed awkwardly, "Then can you come out of my head and talk again?"

"I burned my body, and only this little demon seed is left. It is very weak. It can only be recovered by warming it in the brain of a child with pure soul power... Huh? Why can't I read your memory," the demon lord wondered. Said: "The soul is so huge, it doesn't look like an infant at all. It is simply the perfect brain area to warm and nourish my demonic seeds."

Ivo was in a bad mood. It was like a thief who broke into your house and left a note praising your family for being rich. Ivo took a deep breath to calm down and asked: "So you want to Will you stay in my head forever?"

"That's right."

Ivo looked around, "Where is the sharper stone? I need to open a scoop for myself."

"..."

Ivo took a deep breath and said he should be optimistic. Even if there are more things in his head, he should still be confident in life. "It's better to meet and go out for a walk than to chat."

Suddenly, a creature appeared in Ivo's consciousness, which was exactly the same as the totem in front of him. The difference was that the demon lord in his consciousness was alive. The demon lord spoke in a arrogant tone: "This is the projection of my king. I am pursuing your soul." Come, after hundreds of years of worship, when your race returns, surrender to the great Lord of the Frost Demon Clan, and I will bestow upon you supreme potential."

"Haha, naughty," Ivo said with a smile on his face, looking around for something, and muttered: "This thing looks like a brain tumor, it really needs to be opened..."

"..." The demon lord's ugly face twitched and suddenly became even uglier.

This script is wrong. Why is this child not panicking at all? After all, I am also your god. Your race has evolved again. Even a child is so calm...

Seeing Ivo weighing the stone in his hand with an expression of determination on his face, the demon lord was frightened and had to explain: "Don't be afraid, the brain is equivalent to your thinking space. It is beneficial to you for me to live in your brain." Harmless, I will coexist with you. If you die, I will die. In order to protect you, I will provide power and integrate it into your body. You will have extremely powerful potential and have a pass to the road of being strong."

"Oh..." Ivo suddenly realized that the golden finger of Grandpa's brand is indeed beneficial to everyone who travels through time!

My dear, please tell me how late you are. You left me, a poor modern young man, waiting all alone in the vast north wind for six years, always worried about an unknown beast popping up somewhere and fermenting me into organic matter. .

But it’s different now!

The golden finger has been delivered to your door. Can a happy life be far behind?

Ahem, the above paragraph is just Ivo’s YY. Believe it or not, I believe it anyway.

We have to be reserved, manageable, have the ability to urinate, and cannot kneel and lick, so Ivo said impatiently: "If you say we can coexist, we will coexist. What do you think of my head, a hotel?"

The demon lord almost laughed angrily. How many believers are willing to sacrifice everything just to exchange for a little bit of my power. I am wronged to live in this kid's mind. In this kid's eyes, it is actually a bad thing.

Ivo asked: "How long will you stay?"

The demon lord thought for a moment and said, "A hundred years."

Ivo was furious. His 24k gold thighs were not as important as privacy. Otherwise, wouldn’t his wife be seen naked during sex? Ivo suddenly felt that their future life as a couple would be bright and green.

"Asshole, I have no interest in human women!"

Iwoqi said: "Can you know what I am thinking?"

The demon lord hummed: "Living in your brain, your thoughts are conversations with me."

This is great! Open the scoop! Open the scoop quickly!

"Calm down, my king!"

…

After a while, Ivo sighed and had to accept this reality. He lived in a house of nails in his head and couldn't get out of it. He could only communicate well and said helplessly: "What do you call me, brother?"

The demon lord said proudly: "Remember this king's name, His Highness Droabar Maktus Cizeroro Sohai Yaogu."

Ivo nodded, "Then His Highness Demacia..."

"It's Drogaba..."

Ivo interrupted, "Whoever remembers such a long name, I will call you Demacia from now on."

The demon lord was furious, "How dare you!"

"You are the resident and I am the landlord, why don't you dare?"

The demon lord is inexplicably sad and angry. This majestic demon lord, such a noble demon, has his name summarized by a child with an abbreviation. It is simply a shame! Even the bastards from the Odin god system would not humiliate me like this!

Wait, speaking of the Odin pantheon... the demon lord suddenly felt like he had forgotten something.

boom! The totem exploded to pieces, and a holy white-gold light penetrated the space and shot towards Ivo's head. The terrifying fluctuations almost made the air freeze.

The demon lord roared angrily: "You can actually follow me through the turbulent flow of space to pursue you. Now I can only mobilize one thousandth of my power, and I can't stop the impact of divine power at all! This is the power of a god!"

Ivo was dumbfounded. What was going on? His head was stuck in a house of nails, and it would bring about unnecessary disasters. Shouldn't he get up today? !

Other people's protagonists, Golden Finger, are so powerful that if they need exercises, they will be given exercises, and if they need elixirs, they will be given elixirs. My golden fingers will give me a shot as a bonus? ! What do you need?

The platinum golden divine power shot in front of Ivo in an instant, and a tremor of death swept through his body. Even if he died again, Ivo still had uncontrollable fear in his heart. He could not move his whole body and could only stare blankly at the platinum gold. The light quickly approached his eyebrows.

Do I have to wear it again? ! Don't worry, it's a waste of taxpayers' money!

The demon lord was extremely anxious. The remaining demon power was not enough to allow him to leave Ivo's body. If Ivo died, he would also die. He frantically mobilized the remaining power and prepared to fight for his life.

Just when Ivo and the demon lord were facing despair, a big hand suddenly stretched out from the side and grabbed the platinum light, as easily as catching a piece of ripe fruit that fell.

Ivo stared blankly at the village chief who had appeared beside him at some unknown time. The village chief was holding a platinum light in his hand, which looked like he was holding a glowing egg. There was no terrifying power at all. The village chief had a look on his face. Confused, he wondered: "What kind of beast's egg is this? How can it shine? Am I hallucinating due to diarrhea..."

The village chief squeezed it gently, and the platinum light shattered into pieces, turning into light dust and slowly dissipating.

The village chief looked regretful: "Oh, it's broken. What a pity. I really want to hatch it out and see the variety."

Ivo's jaw almost dropped to the ground: "Damn it, village chief, you've blocked the way!"

The demon lord stared blankly at the confused village chief, "That is the power of God..."

Hmm... It's also possible that the divine impact followed him through countless space turbulences, and its power has been eliminated. The demon lord would rather believe this explanation.

The village chief frowned and looked at the shattered totem, and said angrily: "Ivo, did you break the totem? Why... why did you lie down?"

Ivo looked like he was lying flat on his back and said weakly: "A lot of things happened today, please let me take it easy..."

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