Exiled from the underworld, I am still fearless

After solving a series of bedtime problems such as eating, refueling, guarding, and going to the toilet, the six members of the team finally went to rest.

Instead of boarding the truck, Zhang Shan found a tree nearby and leaned against the trunk casually.

Due to the effect of his personal talent, his jaw injury and chest injury almost recovered by [-]% to [-]% overnight, but correspondingly, his almost exhausted magic power was continuously consumed.

His body is reminding him that he must fall asleep as soon as possible to recover his mana.

The wilderness is very quiet during the day, only the sound of the wind blowing.

Closing his eyes, his senses gradually became blurred, and he fell asleep leaning on the tree trunk like this.

In the haze, he seemed to have a dream.

The sun was shining brightly, and there was a sea of ​​golden flowers in front of my eyes.

When he turned around, the soft long hair brushed his cheeks, with a scent as sweet as nectar.

The long-haired owner smiled back and reached out to him.

"Come and chase me, hahahahaha."

In the boundless sea of ​​flowers, he laughed and chased after a young girl with long red hair.

The warm sun melted the devil's heart that had guarded the entrance to the underworld for tens of thousands of years, and the laughter made him appreciate the beauty worth recalling in the short life span of human beings.

Lying on the flower field, the girl was beside him.

The red-haired girl stood up and patted the grass sticking to her body. At her waist was a simple long sword.

"Okay, let's stop making trouble. Today's training hasn't started yet. I'm going to practice swords."

He sat up and watched the girl skillfully draw out her sword.

"Why do you have to practice sword every time, you are obviously a girl."

"Hey, because this is my mission."

"mission?"

Holding the sword in one hand, the girl made a silent gesture and smiled.

"It's a secret."

Whenever he sets foot in the human continent, he can see girls in this sea of ​​flowers.

Every time, he sat quietly by the side, watching the young girl practice her sword diligently.

Time flies, years pass.

until that day.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound of the sword, the petals with a radius of [-] meters were all shaken off, and when the sword was lifted, a powerful magic force led the petals to the sky.

Colorful petals are falling one after another, like a colorful rain.

Feeling this powerful magic power, he was a little surprised.

"your sword"

Time flies, and the young girl's youthful face has become mature, with her red hair tied behind her head, holding a sword, she said confidently.

"This sword is the holy sword used by the great hero of mankind, Asnur. According to legend, he used his mortal body to drive back the demons and protect the continent under our feet."

"you"

She held the holy sword tightly, and her eyes were firm.

"Thank you for practicing sword with me for so many years, but tomorrow I will go to fulfill my mission."

Having said that, she showed a complicated wry smile.

"I don't know if I can come back alive. If I can...I...I still want to meet you in this flower field, you...will you always wait for me?"

"I"

There was a glint of expectation in her eyes.

"I don't know where you come from, so I haven't asked, but at the end, can you tell me your name."

Instead of answering, he asked rhetorically.

"Where are you going tomorrow and what is your mission?"

A cloud covered the sun above, shrouding the sea of ​​flowers in shadow.

Her firm voice came.

"For tens of thousands of years, the demon race has been harassing the mainland, but because of its existence, the human army cannot take half a step towards the underworld. I am a descendant of Asnur and the last brave man of this era. Swing the sword for the peace of the compatriots, and slash Satan, the great demon guarding the entrance of the underworld, under the sword!"

After saying this, her expression changed from firmness to gentleness like a girl in love.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I said something inappropriate to you, by the way, I haven't told me yet, what's your name."

It was dark and cold, and there was no light in the world.

In the deepest part of the Devil's Valley at the entrance of the underworld, the bones of the human allied forces who came to crusade are like a mountain.

In the end, only one human heroine with red hair dragged her scarred body and successfully reached the gate to the underworld.

There, she met the great demon Satan who vowed to kill with her own hands.

"Ding!"

When Asnur's holy sword slashed at the demon's body, the opponent didn't even dodge.

"Snapped!"

There was a broken sound, and the holy sword handed down by the great human hero burst into pieces.

Obviously, the heroic stories told by the human race are false. The continent where the human race lives today is not continued because of Asnur's protection, but because of the benevolence of a certain great demon, the line has been drawn.

The holy sword was shattered and withered, and she froze on the spot covered with scars.

In front of the gate of the entrance to the underworld, Satan looked down at the human heroine who came to crusade, and then put away the terrifying demon wings.

Stretching out the devil's claws covered with black scales, he gently stroked the long red hair of the heroine.

"This is a restricted area for the human race. No one can leave alive after seeing me. This is the rule set by the Demon God King."

Feeling the trembling of the heroine, the hollow voice of the devil revealed a trace of tenderness.

"But you are an exception, leave, leave here, and never think of crusade again."

The heroine stared blankly at the terrifying demon in front of her.

"Why?"

"Didn't you ask me what my name was in that sea of ​​flowers before?"

The female hero's pupils shrank instantly.

"you"

"My name is Satan. This is the last time we meet. Farewell."

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"Satan, Satan, hey, dead devil!"

In a daze, Zhang Shan heard Xia Xier's voice, the scene in the dream gradually disappeared, and he opened his eyes.

At the side of the truck, Shahir stuck her waist.

"Hey, how long are you going to sleep? You clearly told us to be careful, but you slept like a pig's head. Don't tell me you have to wait until it gets dark before you go on your way."

Zhang Shan straightened up and let out a long sigh of relief after being hit by the tree trunk.

"I seem to have a dream."

Shahir had a look of disbelief.

"Dream? What kind of dream? Demons still dream?"

Having said that, Shahir narrowed his eyes as if he remembered something.

"Oh, I see. You shouldn't have dreamed about the things you used to guard the underworld, such as why you were exiled by the Demon God King."

Seeing that Zhang Shan was still in a daze after waking up from the dream, Xia Xier continued to mock.

"Tsk tsk, looking at your frustrated face, you must have made some low-level mistakes, hahaha, hahahahahahahaha."

Not as good as before, facing Xia Xier's ridicule, Zhang Shan didn't quarrel with her.

In his mind, the girl with long red hair still appeared in his dream.

But her appearance has become blurred after waking up from the dream.