I'm a villain, not a devil

The cries of the people echoed in the imperial capital. They had suffered a great disaster.

Now, the disaster has finally passed, leaving them with ruins, corpses and endless grief.

The survivors gathered together and cried for the emperor who sacrificed himself to save the country and the people. This time, they didn't need the black nematodes parasitic in their bodies. Everyone was more or less sad.

And it was in such strong grief and reluctance that the statue of the founder actually began to wriggle.

Its surface was peeling off, and the stone and steel fell into flesh and blood.

The people collapsed on the ground. Their emotions were driven by Covens. They cried and prayed towards the place where Bai Wujiu disappeared. No one noticed that the statue kneeling on the ground had undergone a strange change.

The body of the evil god retreated, but Bai Youming's brows were still frowned. When the statue of the founder moved, he turned his head.

Something is reviving!

Without any hesitation, Bai Youming flew straight to the statue of the founder. As a prince of the empire, he wanted to stop all this.

However, someone stopped him.

It was an old and decayed man, almost skin and bones, but Bai Youming recognized him at a glance.

The prince's pupils were trembling: "Royal brother..."

The person who came was Bai Wujiu again.

Bai Wujiu grabbed Bai Youming's hand: "Youming, this is my rebirth... and it will also be the rebirth of the empire."

The fanaticism on the face of the royal brother was something Bai Youming had never seen before, but that face also had countless familiar things to him.

Bai Youming clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "Royal brother, you have been bewitched by the evil god, and the thing that is about to revive will be a disaster for our entire empire!"

After that, he was about to break free from Bai Wujiu to stop the change of the statue of the founder.

However, Bai Wujiu grabbed him tightly.

The face that was still somewhat imaginary was so old, and the pleading in his eyes was so sad.

"I have a life! I have a life! You listen to me... No, you listen to me, listen to your elder brother, okay?!"

"Brother, a king never does meaningless things. You taught me this--" Bai Youming's eyes were cold, "The prince Bai Wujiu who looked down on the world in the past, has now fallen to the point of using ethical feelings to delay the time of his own brother?"

Bai Wujiu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly shouted again: "Ridiculous! Ridiculous!"

He pointed at Bai Youming with a finger like a dead tree, trembling and shouting bitterly: "How much have I paid for this empire? Do you understand? You don't understand! And what is hidden under the entire empire, you don't understand! You are the free and easy prince who does not have to bear any responsibility, and I have to protect the empire, you, and my own life since I took the throne!"

He rolled up his sleeves at once, and the exposed arm made Bai Youming's breathing stagnate.

The withered skin was like transparent dried snake skin, with branches and fruits tied to it, and the sleeves were torn. The end of the fruit and branches turned out to be Bai Wujiu's heart.

"Every time, every time--" Bai Wujiu trembled, his eyes were red, "Every time I breathe, this thing will take away a bit of my life. Do you remember when we were playing in the palace laboratory when we were young? We accidentally knocked over the bottle of biting flies, and we were bitten all over. It almost took our lives. The deep pain made us lie down for several months."

"And the pain I have to endure every time I breathe is ten times, a hundred times stronger than that!"

Bai Youming's pupils flickered, how could he not remember that accident. He awakened his supernatural power too late, and his body was weak. It was his brother who blocked most of the bites for him, otherwise, he would have died more than ten years ago.

Although he was bitten and unconscious, the emperor brother kept comforting himself: "It's okay, I'm alive, don't be afraid, I'm alive, my emperor brother is here."

How could he forget...

Bai Wujiu grabbed his sleeve, tears streaming down his face: "You are the same as when you were young... But look at me, what am I like now? Since I ascended the throne, I have lived like this until now!"

His throat was shaking violently: "I finally got the opportunity now, I finally got rid of all this - you can help my emperor brother again, can't you? I'm alive..."

Bai Youming was trembling, he could easily break free, but he couldn't use any strength.

He closed his eyes, but finally pulled his arm out.

When he opened his eyes again, Bai Youming's eyes were extremely cold.

"Imperial brother... should I call you my emperor brother now, or call you the skinning messenger?"

Bai Wujiu was stunned.

Bai Youming pointed at the crying people and the flying royal mausoleum: "It's really a good show... But have you ever thought about it? How many people died in the foundation of this empire, the people of the empire, and the soldiers of the empire?"

"Do you feel heartbroken when these territories you conquered become what they are now?"

"My brother Bai Youming is not that kind of person--" Bai Youming's eyes became colder and colder, "Otherwise, I would not have given the throne to him and would not have fully assisted him. Brother, you disappoint me so much..."

Bai Wujiu stood in place, watching Bai Youming fly towards the statue of the founder. He stretched out his hand to grab it, but still didn't catch anything.

"Disappointed?" He smiled nervously.

Countless voices rang in his mind.

"Bai Youming is deep blue, this is a better body!"

"They all want to harm us, but we are the only ones who are truly doing good for ourselves - if we don't do good for ourselves, who else can we do good for?"

"You are the one who bears everything, and they don't understand at all!"

There are so many voices, but Bai Wujiu suddenly saw that afternoon many years ago.

——

"Brother, after this battle is over, when we return, our father will pass the throne to you." Bai Youming said drunkenly while drinking.

Bai Wujiu took a sip, looked at his drunken brother, and suddenly asked: "Youming, if I let you sit on the throne, would you be happy?"

Bai Youming burped and said dissatisfiedly: "Is it okay to be an emperor? If you are not more suitable than me, I would have sat on it long ago. Father is too old and often sits in a daze. Tsk, boring."

Bai Wujiu laughed, picked up the wine pot and said leisurely: "How long have we not seen the queen mother?"

Although he didn't know why his brother suddenly changed the topic, Bai Youming still recalled: "It must be ten years? The queen mother... Alas, I can't comment on her and the father, but why doesn't she want to see our two sons?"

Bai Wujiu nodded: "So I went to see the queen mother yesterday."

Bai Youming turned over and said in surprise: "Did the queen mother let you see it?"

Bai Wujiu shook his head: "No, I met secretly, I wanted to say something, ask something——"

As he spoke, his voice became cold again.

"But, that's not our mother anymore."