Honghuang: Guanjiangkou storytelling, Chang'e tears

246, the world without light, order the demons

This is a world full of suffering and without hope.

Whenever people raise their heads to pray for mercy from heaven, what falls is not the light representing blessings, but the boundless cold rain and raging thunder.

The sky has never been blue with white clouds, but has always been so gloomy. The sky always carries a layer of scarlet blood that cannot be washed away, and is dyed with traces of thunder.

It's like purgatory, seemingly endless.

The human world is not peaceful everywhere, but with ruins and scorched earth filled with the lingering smell of blood.

Wild beasts attack people and chaos is constant. Only a few short days throughout the year can we have an exceptionally short period of peace.

There are almost no patches of green on the earth. The wilderness is dotted with scorch marks from large and small flames. Smoke and dust are flying in the air, and it looks like a fire has just stopped.

There is no doubt that this is a scorched earth.

The dark red color in the sky is stained by the blood of countless innocent souls who have died in vain, and represents the unwillingness and resentment in their hearts.

If you look carefully at the floating red clouds, you will soon see the souls of the victims who died tragically one after another, emitting wails and cries that can penetrate people's hearts.

Therefore, the surviving creatures in this world are accustomed to bending down and bowing their heads, never looking up at the sound control.

The burnt smell in the air comes from the large and small ashes in the wasteland. They are the remains of each living creature and the last remaining traces of them in this world.

Scenes like this can be seen everywhere in this world and are not uncommon.

Because under the interference of such hypocritical gods, the land is barren and the rain that falls cannot be used to water crops.

Therefore, land that can produce food is extremely rare, and food and water have become the scarcest resources for mortals in this world.

In order to compete for these life-sustaining materials, even though living is extremely difficult, they can only continue to launch wars, large and small.

Point the finger at your own people.

Using their blood and flesh to support themselves is cruel but necessary.

Sometimes, just to compete for a water source, the human race or the demon race will have internal fights.

The scale may not be very large, maybe only a few hundred people.

However, this is not a simple farce, but a war to seize life and resources, and war will kill people. Under normal circumstances, no one will retreat unless one party is killed to the point of fear.

Often in the end, both parties will end up dying together, and the water source will be polluted into a river of blood.

And the remains of these people became food for the beasts that had been watching eagerly from the sidelines, and fell into yet another cycle of reincarnation.

Of course, not only humans, but all creatures living in this world face such a situation, which is inevitable.

What worries them the most is that the fertile land they have spent countless lives snatching away today will become barren in a few years, and the clear springs and rivers today will dry up completely in a few years.

This is a prank by the gods, but it is a nightmare for countless living beings!

Even those demons that are far more powerful than humans have to succumb and look for new homes everywhere, otherwise even they will be unable to bear the changes in the environment.

What's more, those weak human races can only survive in despair, with no clothes on their bodies and no food to eat.

Live, just live.

It seems that the meaning of life is to be displaced by natural and man-made disasters, to save one's life in endless fear, and finally to die in depression.

If you want to live a better life and pursue a quality life, then there is no other possibility but to pray for the protection of gods.

As a result, human beings who were not willing to do this went to dig mountains and quarry stones to build their glorious temples.

Even though he didn't finish his meal, he still collected money to build a splendid temple, and let the pure gold statue sit in the temple.

Let His eyes, which do not contain the slightest emotion, look down at the kneeling beings.

The gods enjoy the incense offered by mortals with peace of mind, but sit back and watch them suffer without giving a single cent.

Even though the world is full of people dying of hunger, corpses lying everywhere, victims changing their children to eat, and patients having no money to treat, sandalwood is always burning in the majestic temples, and there is no shortage of tributes in front of the statues of gods.

As long as you offer enough tribute and devout faith, they will give you a little bit of food just to keep you alive when you are in your most despair.

Apart from that, there is nothing else.

Despite this, there are still countless people who regard gods as the only savior and the last light in their hearts.

Little do they know that living without hope is no different from livestock that are kept in captivity.

Even in the so-called imperial capital of the human race, the most noble being is not the human emperor, but the temple of the gods, and the tallest building is not the palace of the king, but the hall of the gods.

He is just a mascot, a spokesperson used to fool the common people in the world.

He is not qualified to make any decisions, he is just a mouthpiece for the gods.

He ordered that everyone should believe in gods and kneel down and kowtow to many gods unconditionally, including himself.

In this dim world, no one has privileges except the gods who make the rules in the sky, and no one is immune from the dominance of the gods.

Remember, it is all living things in the world.

The same goes for the demon clan that lives in the mountains and wilderness.

And unlike the human race whose faith is only harvested, the gods know that the demon race is naturally unruly and powerful, and it is difficult to tame them, so they have another way of taming them.

The gods inject violent factors into the bloodline of the demon clan, allowing them to kill each other like a poison, and then harvest a batch every once in a while.

Because, there is something in the demon clan's body called the demon pill.

It's not a big help to the gods, but it can also be used as a snack in daily boring situations.

Therefore, powerful demon clans often do not live long.

Generally speaking, monsters that live a long life are born from natural talent and are not good at fighting.

The stronger the fighting power is and the more the demon king emerges from the fight, the easier it is for him to disappear one day.

Just like, I don't know how long ago, there was a place called Huaguo Mountain, and there was a demon king who jumped out of the stone.

He is born extraordinary, with a fighting heart that is extremely strong from birth. His blood is like a surging flame, capable of melting all coldness, igniting all those close to him, and awakening the truest self in his heart.

He traveled all over the country and awakened countless lost monsters, all of whom gathered under his command. It was a lively scene.

But what?

It was all a useless effort. In the end, the demon king realized his fate and flew towards the sky alone.

When he left, someone wiped away tears and asked him what he was going to do.

He bluntly said that if you step on the southern sky, you will shatter the sky and never come back.

What does this mean?

Isn't it just a kind of euphemistic cover-up that also leaves a glimmer of hope for these monsters?

But even now, his story has been gradually forgotten by people over the years, and people have even forgotten his name and his story.

What about him? He has not returned.

Therefore, this dark world is dead and cannot see the light.

I don’t know how many people have made such a powerless cry from the bottom of their hearts, and then crawled at the feet of the gods, drunkenly living and dreaming.

However, what countless living beings did not expect was that on this day, a beam of light traveled through the infinite chaos, opened up two worlds, and came into this world.

...

Moyun Cave in Jilei Mountain.

This is a cave opened by a demon king with great magic power. It is a relatively stable place in this dark world.

Firstly, it’s because this place is not very big, and secondly, it’s because the demon king who lives here pours his power into it all the time to maintain stability.

Therefore, the demon clan attached to this place are living a relatively stable life.

And this demon king who is in the middle, squandering all his power every day to avoid being captured by the gods, is called the Bull Demon King, and he was known as the Great Sage of Pingtian.

He is also the sworn brother of Monkey King, the Monkey King.

Naturally, the Bull Demon King could not forget about his brother. During the countless years since he disappeared, he would always think about it whenever he was resting, in his spare time, or thinking about it.

He can't help but look up at the sky, and hallucinations appear in front of his eyes.

He was waiting, waiting for the day when the man wearing golden armor and walking on colorful auspicious clouds would return.

After he completed his task or mission and returned safe and sound, the brothers could have another drink.

But it was a pity that countless years had passed. Ever since the monkey rushed to the sky, he had never seen him except in his dreams, not even a single monkey hair.

Today, the Bull Demon King looked up at the sky out of boredom. Although he suppressed his own strength, his realm was still there, and the scene in the sky naturally could not affect him.

He looked at the red clouds and thunder and lightning in the sky, and recalled what Zeng Jin Monkey had said to him.

He said that above the angry and frightening clouds, there was a group of gods laughing loudly. They sat back and watched the human beings in ruins, but did not care and continued to sing and dance in peace.

They herd the world, slaughter monsters, and condone natural disasters...

Thinking about it, the Bull Demon King clenched his fists for an unknown number of times, and the demonic aura in his body boiled instantly, but only for a moment, and then dissipated again the next moment.

There was a trace of helplessness, a trace of a wry smile, and a trace of loneliness on his face.

"Are you thinking about that again?"

An extraordinarily gentle voice came to mind, but the jade-faced princess on the side was alarmed by the sudden burst of evil spirit and raised her head to look at him.

The Bull Demon King sighed helplessly like he had reacted countless times before:

"What can I do if I just want to?"

"I should have gone with him in the first place. What the monkey wanted to do was not for himself, but for the lives of the world. I shouldn't have backed down..."

Princess Jade Face held his hand distressedly:

"I know, I know, you feel very guilty and feel sorry for him."

"But, you also know that those are gods who have no chance of winning. If you don't go, it's just for us and this family. Don't think about it after so many years. It's all passed."

The Bull Demon King smiled bitterly:

"Yeah, everything is over, I..."

At this moment, an inexplicable cold and proud voice suddenly came into his ears.

"It's really embarrassing to have a coward like you among the demon clan!"

I only heard his voice but didn't see his person, but the Bull Demon King already had an extremely proud figure outlined in his mind.

He stood up in an instant, extremely angry:

"What do you know? You know everything..."

However, the overwhelming pressure of demonic energy made his liver and gallbladder tremble immediately. The second half of the sentence was swirling in his mouth, but he couldn't say it out.

His mouth was wide open in horror, unable to utter a single word.

This was a peerless evil spirit that he had never felt before. It almost gave him an urge to surrender from the bottom of his heart. Even the most powerful monkey at that time could not compare with this mysterious man.

In fact, regardless of the demonic energy, this kind of power was infinitely more powerful than the divine energy that he had glimpsed from afar.

Who is this person?

The Bull Demon King was extremely shocked. Who is this old monster and where did he come from?

Being able to suppress him, the famous demon king in the world, so easily.

It's simply so terrifying that it's hard to imagine what kind of existence this is!

When did the demon clan have such a top-notch powerful person? Such energy simply surpassed all living beings in his impression, including the gods who appeared in front of him.

"Oh my God! Monkey, are these the reinforcements you invited?"

The Bull Demon King was distracted for a moment, and a ridiculous idea appeared in his mind.

But a moment later, the voice came again:

"Pass on my order from Kong Xuan to tell the demon clan in the world that within three days, all the demons in the world will gather here!"

"I won't see you by then, I'll give you a try!"

As soon as he finished speaking, something like a feather slowly fell from the air, and the Bull Demon King quickly stretched out his hands to catch it.

Staring at the palm of his hand, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and murmured:

"Kong Xuan?"

"Is it the name of this being?"

"And there is a five-color glow flowing around this edge, like a feather-like thing..."

Suddenly, his heart trembled, and the usefulness of this feather suddenly came to his mind.

"Five-color divine light, brushing everything..."

...

In the Star Building.

The immortals and gods who didn't have the ability to grab a quota to go to a foreign land had no choice but to sit there and watch them show off their talents in that foreign land.

When I saw this scene, a heated discussion immediately started.

Since you can't go, you can always take a look at the excitement. After all, it will give you a sense of participation.

"Woohoo, it's brother!"

This was the golden-winged roc. When he saw his brother appearing first and seeming to join forces with the demon clan to stir up trouble, he immediately jumped up and cheered.

He was showing off everywhere because he was afraid that others would not recognize him.

"It has to be the first peacock in the world. The five-color divine light is earth-shattering. No matter who you encounter, you can take it down if you think about it."

"Yes, if the Bull Demon King holds such a feather, wouldn't he be able to dominate the world?"

"How can a little god defeat the might of my demon tribe? It's ridiculous!"

Listening to such words of praise for Kong Xuan, Kunpeng, who was defeated at the hands of Emperor Xin and failed to go to a foreign land, had a dark face and looked gloomy.

Then in the next moment, he slapped the table, set up the escape light and disappeared.

However, it came straight away without seeing or hearing.

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