Rebirth of a Thousand Years: Entering the New Demonic World

"Huh...huh..."

Mangalo was stuck in the messy sand dunes. Galantina held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands. Her physical state was almost disabled, and there was not even an inch of intact part of her body. She was supporting her body with willpower.

The red mist in front of her dissipated, and a slightly embarrassed Perilla appeared. Her injuries were nothing compared to Galantina's, but she had a relieved smile on her face. It was beyond her expectation that she could fight with him like this.

"You haven't fallen yet, and I have used up all my magic power. We are tied." Perilla said lightly.

"Humph…"

Galantina's mouth twitched. Even she herself was surprised that she had passed this "graduation exam" with such a result.

"Oh, by the way. Did you also bring the Berserker Occupational Compendium?" Perilla suddenly asked.

Galantina clapped her hands and almost forgot about it. She had originally planned to find a quiet place to review it, but she encountered so many adventures that she had no time to care about this.

"Uh...how did you know this? I would have almost forgotten if you hadn't told me!"

"I smell a familiar scent. That guy happens to be the first Berserker in the Demon Realm."

Perilla's words were shocking, and Galantina hurriedly took out her book from the storage container, even ignoring her serious injuries. She had to get to the bottom of this matter.

"You mean... this was written by someone you know? But this..."

Perila interrupted, "Yes, it was written by him. You are lucky."

"Clam?!"

This is more than good, it's a miracle. I actually found an antique by accident?

"Alright, alright, put away your silly expression. I'll recommend two people to you. Go talk to them. It should be helpful to you."

Perilla stretched out two fingers and introduced her:

"The first one is the founder of our Berserkers, and also my master, the "Death Sword Demon Lord" Kamos. If he were still alive, he would probably be near the capital of the Void Realm, carrying out his presumptuous revenge plan day and night, trying to subvert the Void Empire by himself."

Death Sword, Galantina had seen this name in the library of Imperial Capital University. He was an epic character and a demon lord from ancient times. He was much older than Ying Li, Yang, Yue and even Asha Lali.

There are very few written records about him. All we know is that he was an extremely powerful swordsman. If it weren't for what Perilla said herself, Galantina wouldn't have known that he was the founder of the Berserker.

"How can I find this guy? The Void Empire is Weilanti's country, right? Do you want me to sneak in to find him?" Galantina asked with a wry smile. Even she felt that it was impossible.

"I don't care about that. Anyway, if you can find him, you will definitely benefit a lot!"

Perilla spread her hands, looking completely nonchalant, as if she had nothing to do with the matter. Your world as young people should of course be ruled by young people.

She continued, "The second one should be easier for you to find. He is in the underworld. There should be an entrance to the demon world. If you look carefully, you should be able to find him."

"Underworld..."

When Galantina heard this word, she felt a surge of heat in her heart. At the same time, she thought of Ying Li unconsciously. It was as if they were in tune with each other. Could it be that he was also...

"Yes, in the underworld! There are five major tribes there. You need to go to the most mysterious underworld tribe and find their leader. Their tribe has a unique martial arts technique that has been passed down from generation to generation. It has miraculous effects when practiced by the Berserker class demon tamer."

"What is it?" Galantina's eyes sparkled and she became interested as soon as she heard it.

"Well... it's called the 'Eastern Dark Divine Art'. It can devour the opponent's vitality based on the damage you cause during combat. It can perfectly make up for the flaw of the Berserker class skill of hurting the enemy by 1,000 but hurting yourself by 800."

"Wait a minute! Is this... is this the same as my husband's "Nether Flame Art", equivalent to the "blood-sucking" attribute in various video games?"

"Video games? What are those?"

Perilla, an ancient person, was confused by the modern terms Galantina used, but she still roughly guessed the meaning.

"But the word 'blood sucking' is a good word. It means sucking the opponent's blood. And it's an extra portion. It's like the damage you caused remains the same, but you get an extra copy of the damage. This part will be used to repair and replenish your blood."

"Okay! I understand. I'll leave now!"

After leaving the Blood Demon's ancestral land, Galantina, accompanied by two of the Seven Deadly Sins, boarded a flight to the East Continent. Before she set off, she planned to visit the Mirage Forest. The aura of Ying Li's two brief returns came from here, so the only related place was the Mirage Forest.

Due to the disturbances caused by the Sea Demon Clan and the Dragon Demon Clan, no aircraft other than those from the Demon Clan and Eternal Night have appeared between the two continents in the northeast for a long time, and no one dares to approach here.

Galantina's injuries were completely healed the moment she left the illusion. One had to admire the great skill of the Demon Lord. It was the best training ground for her.

Ying Yan and Jack have become obedient. In their opinion, Galantina is now no less powerful than their master Han Jin. Her domineering and hot-blooded aura does not seem like that of an early Ghost King at all. She is simply half a Demon Lord.

But these two women don’t know that Han Jin is now the Demon Lord.

……

After assigning Yue to Marshal Gru, Han Jin returned to the underworld alone. The Weilanti Rebellion here was basically resolved, and the various tribes began to recuperate and calm the injured underworld.

On this day, Han Jin and Lin Yuan met Mo Qili, Abaserin, and Diabari, the leader of the Hell Clan who had just regained his lost territory with the help of everyone.

In addition to Ying Li, even Mo Cha has disappeared. The last time she saw him was when she said hello to Lin Yuan. Later, she learned from Yue that Yang and she had self-destructed. It is very likely that this brother-con has gone to look for Yang.

Abaserin said, "These two disappeared in my Undead Tribe's territory. Don't worry, Your Excellency the Demon Lord. I will find them for you even if I turn the Undead Tribe upside down."

Han Jin shook his head: "No! I believe he knows his limits. Now we should continue with the unfinished task. Let me ask you one more question first..."

Everyone turned their eyes to Diabari, the tall and mighty King of Hell. He looked like both a human and a dragon, and exuded an unparalleled domineering aura. When he felt Han Jin's gaze, he subconsciously restrained his ostentatious aura and looked directly at the other person at the same time.

"Chief Diabari, are you willing to form an alliance with us?"

The other party obviously hesitated for a while, and a shrewd light burst out from his fiery eyes. Under his rough appearance, there was a wise heart. He answered Han Jin with words that could be used to advance or retreat:

"Your Excellency the Demon Lord, you shouldn't ask me this question. You should consider whether you have the ability to face Weilanti's revenge after defeating a Void Emperor."

Han Jin was not surprised by this answer. When he found the hiding place of Diabari and his followers, he showed extraordinary caution. Faced with the various underworld armies that came under the banner of helping them, they did not directly open the city gates to welcome them, but let their leader go in and asked the army to retreat.

After passing through a maze-like city within a city and numerous checkpoints used to defend against foreign enemies, Han Jin was finally able to meet the King of Hell.

It can be imagined that the loss of Hell made him no longer believe in the so-called "strong reinforcements", and the only one who could protect himself at the critical moment was himself.

At this time, Mo Qili said: "King of Hell, you can go to my You Clan and see, I believe the Hades statue will give you the answer you want."

Abaserin also echoed, "That's right. When Lord Ying Li comes back, he will definitely bring gifts to my Undead Clan, your Hell Clan, and even the Yellow Spring Clan and the Underworld Clan."

"You mean 'psychic energy'? Um..." Diabari obviously didn't know about this, but he knew that his colleagues had no reason to deceive him.

"How about this, let's go to the Huangquan Clan first, and then I'll give the Demon Lord an answer, okay?"

Diabari was still very worried. After all, this was related to the future of the tribe. If things went wrong, the Hell Clan would be mired in the quagmire of war.

Han Jin sighed helplessly. It was good to be cautious, but he seemed to have forgotten the cruelty of Weilanti. If you can't beat them, you can't hide from them. Even if you don't join the demon tribe, Weilanti will not let the hell tribe go.

Facing the invasion of Weilanti, if you choose to resist, you must root them out completely, otherwise the next invasion will only be more brutal until you are completely wiped out. The demons are a precedent.

Mo Qili introduced to Han Jin that the Huangquan tribe's territory was in the Sanzu River, which was the boundary separating life and death, a river that ran through the entire underworld.

Like the Hell Clan, they were the weaker of the five major tribes. They chose to support the Hell Clan at that time because of the mutual dependence. The source of the Sanzu River was right at the border of the Hell Clan. If the entire Hell Clan was lost, Weilanti would surely flow downstream and devour the Yellow Spring Clan along the way.

In history, the Huangquan Clan and the Hell Clan were also mainly in charge of all matters concerning the dead entering the underworld. The two clans were responsible for guiding the dead from all walks of life, allocating them to appropriate destinations, and finally arranging their reincarnation.

Diabari also wanted to consult King Huangquan's opinion. He could not fully trust Han Jin and the mastermind behind him, Ying Li, for the time being.

……

At this time, Ying Li was already at the end of the Sanchuan River. He found many emblems of the Huangquan Clan in the small town outside the Undead Castle, and followed the aura on them to find this place.

Behind him were countless bones and residual souls. Ying Li simply killed the Huangquan people who tried to stop him.

He not only smelled the scent of Weilanti from these Huangquan people, but also the scent of another mortal enemy of the demons a thousand years ago: the "Zerg".

Previously, Mo Qili had mentioned that the energy crisis in the underworld might be caused by the Zerg, and this allowed Ying Li to catch some clues.

Ying Li found a trilobite-shaped token from the body of the strongest among them, Huang Quan Patriarch, and learned from his memory the location of the portal leading to the outer insect nest, as well as information about the internal troubles of the Huang Quan tribe:

Logically, this Huangquan ancestor should have died a thousand years ago. It was Weilanti who resurrected him and secretly helped him seize power. He killed the then Huangquan King and imprisoned his descendants.

The current King Huangquan, who was supposed to inherit the throne, is now in the secret passage of the throne in the Minghai Palace in the capital, but Ying Li feels that he has no time to take care of this matter. He wants to set off to the outer insect nest immediately and must know their plan.

But the Huangquan Clan is also one of the future allies. Ying Li thought of a way, which is to entrust this matter to Han Jin and others. According to his plan, Han Jin should have become the Demon Lord at this moment and can fully handle this matter.

So, he manipulated the sea of ​​flowers to leave his aura here, and carved the following words on the front of the throne not far away:

The resurrected Huangquan ancestor is dead, and the real descendant of Huangquan King is imprisoned in the dungeon.

At the same time, Han Jin and his party discovered something strange at the Sanzu River ferry. It was a mess and the bodies of the Huangquan soldiers were stained with both the elements of Netherfire and Void Power.

Han Jin knew that it was Ying Li who did it. At the same time, he also learned from another kind of aura that the Huangquan Clan, like the Hell Clan, had also been corrupted by Weilanti.

Diabari checked all the bodies. On the one hand, he hated Welandi deeply, and on the other hand, he was quite anxious about the future of the underworld. He sighed and asked:

"Your Excellency the Demon Lord, your world has been at war with the virtual world for tens of millions of years, and in the end, your country was destroyed and your family was ruined. Then we... hey!"

Mo Qili and Abaserin also fell silent. His worries were not groundless. Everyone had heard about Weilanti's methods. Facing the Void Empire whose strength, number and resources were all unknown, did they really hope to win?

Han Jin forced a smile on his face and asked, "We in the Demon Realm must have been at odds with the Void Realm, and you in the Underworld have chosen to be patient and hide for many years, so what have you gained? Did Weilanti really let you go?"

Diabari also agreed with Han Jin's words, but still said with hope: "We... can give up the underworld if it really doesn't work. In fact, the Huangquan tribe has already started to move out of the underworld, and many of them have already gone to the heaven."

Abaserin curled his lips and snorted, "Humph! No wonder you are getting weaker and weaker, it turns out that the elite talents have all run away to live a good life!"

Mei Qili sighed and said, "Everyone has the right to pursue a better development space, and there is nothing we can do about it."

Han Jin came to the edge of the ferry, with four huge swords hanging over the water, causing waves. She smiled back at the three clan leaders:

"Hey~ Since you already know there is no way out, why are you still hesitating? At worst, you can just abandon us and run away. Anyway, I can't run away from the Demon Realm, and I don't plan to run away. This battle is either victory or death!"

Mo Qili appeared on a huge black sword and said coldly: "My You clan was once the leader of the underworld. There is no reason for us to give up the underworld, and we will not allow invaders to trample on it at will."

"Ha~"

Abaserin patted Diabari on the shoulder, leaped up and landed on a giant blue sword.

"Yes! We are all dead ghosts. Apart from the underworld that accepts the dead, where else can we be accommodated? Do you really expect those hypocrites who claim to be righteous to accept people from the underworld?"

"I……"

Diabari fell into deep thought. The terrifying strength displayed by Weranti and the determination shown by his colleagues and the people from the demon world kept pulling on the scale in his heart.

In the end, with the mentality of giving it a try, he stepped onto the last red giant sword.

Demonic energy rose, and the four giant swords burst out with explosive auras, causing the calm Sanzu River to become turbulent. A million-strong army formed by demonic energy and the water of the Sanzu River appeared. With Han Jin's order, this army charged towards the Huangquan tribe's territory like a tide.

Soon, the warships of the Huangquan tribe emerged from the fog in the middle of the river and fired a volley of artillery at the invaders. Countless underworld monsters rushed out of the water, attacking the army with their fangs and claws.

It seems that the Huangquan Clan has suffered far more erosion than the Hell Clan. Even their proud Huangquan Navy has surrendered to the enemy. Is this war inevitable?

Han Jin's voice echoed in the ears of the three kings: "Once you step on this sword and attack the Huangquan people who have betrayed the underworld, you will not be able to regret it~"