The Good-For-Nothing Demon King's Road To Killing Gods

Xu Qinghuan took off the sweater stained with light golden blood and threw it on the ground casually. He took off the down jacket hanging on the wall, opened the sliding door of the box and walked out.

The hall was pitch dark, with only the drink machine at the bar still shining with a faint colored light.

As Xia Wen said, when she entered the Internet cafe, all customers and staff were cleared.

After two consecutive days huddled in that small private room, Xu Qinghuan's back was aching. He stretched his muscles and walked to the bar to pour a cup of Coke.

Gunfire suddenly rang out, and the ghosts of the Samurai God Society hiding in various dark corners opened fire on Xu Qinghuan, who was drinking Coke in the center of the hall.

They were horrified that it was Xu Qinghuan who walked out of the box, which meant that Xia Wen, the team leader, was most likely dead.

As an elite under Master Yaqi, Xia Wen still carries the medicine of evolution with him. Even so, isn't he still a match for that man?

A dense barrage of bullets rained down on the man, and everything around the man was shattered by bullets.

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In an ordinary hotel room, Xia Yi, wearing pajamas, was sitting boredly on the balcony seat and looking at the night sky.

Today is New Year's Eve. Unfortunately, Japan does not have the custom of celebrating New Year's Eve. The sky is quiet and the moon is not visible.

Xia Yi recalled the past for no reason.

That was one day half a year after defeating the Demon King.

In the six months after defeating the Demon King, her reputation among the four kingdoms reached its peak, and even reached the point where many civilians only recognized the brave and not the church. Xia Yi just stayed in the church quietly, looking up information about the previous session. A message for the brave.

Xia Yi and Xu Qinghuan are very similar in a sense. They are strong enough to not care about other people's malice and thoughts. Although Xia Yi usually looks expressionless and indifferent to everything, this does not mean that she is a fool. The church's supervision of her is getting stricter and stricter, and the nobles of the kingdom are gradually looking at her with a calmer look. Admiration turned into cold jealousy, and a knight in the church who had a good relationship with her tried to persuade her many times to stop pursuing the matter about the previous hero.

Later, the church found a reason to take back the Holy Sword.

That day finally came, and the church and the kingdom sent their most elite warriors to attack the brave man who was once regarded as the last hope of mankind in the sacred church.

This is earlier than Xiayi expected.

An unquestionable victory.

A hero who has lost his holy sword cannot be dealt with by these things. Xia Yi is not called a hero because she can use the Holy Sword, but the Holy Sword can only be called a Holy Sword when she holds it in her hands.

Xia Yi, who defeated everyone, took back the Holy Sword in front of them and used the power of the Holy Sword to open the rift in space.

The group of power-hungry guys behind him simply tainted this sword.

Xia Yi left her last words to everyone before leaving.

"I will return."

Will he really come back? Xia Yi actually didn't know that she just wanted to intimidate these people who held power and stood at the pinnacle of mankind, and her sword would always hang high above their heads.

She has no interest in power and profit, and everything she does as a hero is just her duty. Her destined duty has been completed and she is too lazy to hang out with these dirty people anymore. She is going to find her new life!

As a devil, how do you know what human beings call justice? It's just based on the few words that person once said and inherited his justice.

Unfortunately, now she is sure that the man who once talked about justice and justice in front of her young self has dramatically become the devil.

It's so ironic that I believed that person to be the truth because of a few casual words he once said. Although as a devil, I don't know what it is, but I have no ambition and just want to open a bakery of my own in the slums. The baker still shouldered the responsibility of a brave man without hesitation when mankind needed it, but the old boy actually betrayed the revolution.

If you study someone for a long time, it will be difficult to tell who you are in the end.

What exactly is justice? She just wanted everyone to live in peace and dignity, just like he had given her the chance, otherwise she would not have become such an excellent and leading baker.

Is human nature really complicated, or is it easy to be a devil? I shouldn't have taken the job of a hero in the first place. Maybe it would be good to just be a baker in the slums and wait for the devil to rule the world? Maybe now I can have my own shop in the capital.

Maybe she is really more suitable to be a simple demon. The experience of stealing Tianyu Yuzhan with Xu Qinghuan made her extremely excited.

Thinking of this, Xia Yi shook her head. She was a brave person. She had to be loyal to her responsibilities after a day's work. In this regard, she was very similar to Xu Qinghuan. They took their work seriously and responsibly.

Scattered fireworks suddenly exploded in the sky, probably set off by Chinese tourists nearby.

Xia Yi's thoughts were brought back to the day when the fireworks exploded.

That day was also night. Xia Yi stood on the street and looked blankly at the people in festive clothes and smiling faces. There were also fireworks like this exploding in the sky, but they were more and more beautiful than now.

People coming and going were curious about this beautiful silver-haired girl who was dressed strangely. It seemed that the girl had seen fireworks for the first time. She held her head high and stared at the sky intently. The green light turned red. The usually irritable drivers were curious about this. The beautiful girl blocking the road responded with the greatest tolerance and understanding, saying the quintessence of Chinese culture and honking the horn crazily with her hands.

Xu Qinghuan always felt that his life after coming into this world was too miserable, being alone and helpless, and he would often complain to Xia Yi. What he didn't realize was that Xia Yi was just like him when he came into this world, alone.

However, she is not really as miserable as Xu Qinghuan. She prides herself on being a high-end technical talent. Compared with her status as a brave person, she is more proud of her profession as a baker.

Xia Yi originally wanted to find a bakery to show them her skills, but the job was already within reach? She walked into a small bakery, and because she didn't understand the language, she pointed at the bread in front of the clerk and then at herself, meaning that I was a good at making this, and the clerk would misunderstand and think this was pretty. The girl was hungry and had no money to buy food. She enthusiastically took out a few pieces of different bread and handed them to Xia Yi, saying that they were free without charge.

Xia Yi originally wanted to explain, but she couldn't understand the language and was really hungry. After one bite, she was shocked beyond measure. What does it mean that there are people outside the world and there is a world outside the world? What does it mean to shut down the country and work behind closed doors? This is! My own craftsmanship was simply thrown away by thousands of miles in front of this!

Immediately he stayed in the store and refused to leave, vowing to succeed in stealing his craftsmanship. When he returned, he could open stores all over the continent.

Thinking of the bakery, a memory came back to me.

Xu Qinghuan once asked Xia Yi what would you do if we had the chance to go back?

Xia Yi was sitting on the balcony with half a watermelon and a spoon in her hand. After hearing this, she immediately became excited and turned around to stare at Xu Qinghuan. However, her expressionless face made Xu Qinghuan misunderstand. You don't want to kill me as soon as you get back. I thought we were friends.

Xia Yi shook her head and said with confidence that she would open bakeries all over the continent.

Xu Qinghuan never expected that the dream of a brave man would be this. He said angrily that you might as well kill me as soon as you get back. Being defeated by such a brave man is simply a shame for my life. If I had known you were like this, I would never let go.

Whenever the bakery was mentioned, Xu Qinghuan would constantly mock Xia Yi.

Xia Yi didn't give any explanation, just said you don't understand.

She had never been liked by anyone in her entire life, and it seemed that she could only feel welcomed when she gave out free bread that had not been sold out that day to people in the slums without telling the boss.

People admire the brave man who defeats the devil, and fear the powerful devil. Only Xia Yi, who was a bakery clerk, could truly experience that she was loved by the people around her.

It feels so good to be liked, but it's a pity that in this world, everyone has no worries about food and clothing, so handing out free bread is useless.

Xia Yi sat on the chair and thought about this.

The holy sword that was connected to her suddenly moved, and that familiar magic appeared in the city.