Myriad Paths

The stubbornness of the Demon Prince will inevitably attract that great and terrifying existence.

When he thought of this, Mo Hu's heart was filled with fear.

Almost irresistible.

No... it was irresistible.

How could two fourth-grades resist the Heavenly Demon?

The only thing he could pray for was that the Heavenly Demon could not come, such as being suppressed by the Purification Method.

Maybe this was the only chance to win?

But it would definitely be useless.

Because even if the Heavenly Demon could not come, would he be able to resist the next time the third-grade returned?

Impossible, even if it was the Demon Prince, it would be his best effort to stop the third-grade from making a random move once, and there would be no chance for the second time.

Thinking, a large amount of information was deduced in Mo Hu's mind, almost making his magic weapon head burst, but even so, he could not find any chance.

The trembling had spread from the claws to the whole body.

But the Demon Prince in front of him was still calm. Mo Hu could not guess his master's thoughts, but he had no choice but to obey.

However, he suddenly realized...

Wait, the light and dust around the master have all stagnated.

Everything in the outside world has stopped.

Is it the expansion of time and space? !

Could it be the sky——

This thought just came up, and it hasn't even taken shape yet. Next to him, a hand made of black flames has already pinched Mo Hu's chin and gently turned his head to the side.

Next to him, there is an energy body.

It can be regarded as a human figure, just like the elemental man, the whole body is made of black and white flames, and you can vaguely see a face made of several light spots, and it seems that you can see a "smile" from it.

That smile is trembling.

Mo Hu's whole body is stiff, and even his thinking has stopped.

That is the phantom of the demon.

"Hey, hey, hey, are you still alive? Wake up!" The demon looked very energetic, jumping and waving in front of Mo Hu, and then pulling his ears and poking his nose.

After he did this, Mo Hu suddenly woke up, and then lowered his head suddenly, not even daring to make a move to retreat.

"Okay, don't be so nervous. Aren't you an object? How can an object be afraid? Did Shang Fan create you for this?" Tianmo asked with a smile.

Her tone was gentle and her attitude was friendly, just like an aunt who greeted the babies at the entrance of the kindergarten.

She gently stroked Mo Hu's head, which was soft and furry and felt good.

Then, it said: "Items are created by higher intelligences and exist to achieve the purpose of higher intelligences."

"The reason for the birth of items and all the reasons for their existence is to achieve the purpose of higher intelligences."

"So items will not get tired, will not complain, and will absolutely obey."

"Are you a good item?"

Mo Hu was stunned when he heard this, and then forced himself to calm down: "Your Excellency is right, I failed in my duty."

Tian Mo shook his head and said, "I was wrong."

Then, she continued to answer: "Items will not fail in their duties, because you will not act on your own. If you have problems, it is the user's problem, that is, Shang Fan made a mistake. Oh... He has made too many mistakes in these years. I don't know what happened..."

"Xiao Tianshi fought him again, and he actually lost. He tied with Canghai Jun and Xiao Bawang. His road to invincibility was interrupted like this. He is really a bit embarrassed." Tian Mo sighed and said.

Mo Hu did not choose to answer.

He could vaguely feel that the state of the demon was quite unstable, and even its form was changing. At this time... he couldn't speak casually to anger the other party.

"I'm telling you." The demon looked up, grabbed Mo Hu's beard, and pulled his head a little: "Not speaking is also an attitude."

Then, it continued: "You are a bit anthropomorphic, you know?"

"Objects don't have evil thoughts."

After saying this, Mo Hu kept silent and simply waited for death.

Since he couldn't resist, he would die. Anyway, he was mentally prepared.

"Look at you, you are obviously a higher intelligent life that surpasses objects, why do you have to pretend?" The demon said with a smile.

Then, she immediately changed her tone and sighed to herself: "But this is right, this is in line with the appearance of higher intelligence."

"Obviously got what you wanted, but still longed for more. The so-called higher intelligence is such a life."

Desire to live.

Desire to move forward.

Desire for more.

When all desires disappear, higher intelligence will also usher in death.

Motivation is the reason for the existence of life.

Whether it is the motivation for survival or the motivation for moving forward, it is the same.

And these motivations are the hotbed of evil thoughts.

It can be said that evil thoughts are almost completely linked to wisdom.

With the simple words of Tianmo, evil thoughts have begun to entangle the black tiger.

Objects will not have evil thoughts.

But the lingering feelings that entangled the black tiger like black mist -

Mo Hu has never experienced such feelings, let alone understood them.

Although it was the feelings that emerged in his heart, even he himself did not know what they were.

Tianmo sat on Mo Hu's back. Compared with the several-meter-tall Mo Hu, she was just a child at the moment.

He lay down lazily, and she said, "Don't think you know Shang Fan very well."

Then, it turned over: "It has been a long time since he was born, but Shang Fan still shows me a side of him that I don't know from time to time."

"These small changes, if put into words, seem insignificant. They can only be seen in the subtleties. However, they bring me new joy every time."

"So, what are you worried about?" The demon lay on Mo Hu's head, hugged Mo Hu's head, and gently stroked his chin.

Mo Hu closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, without making any answer. At the same time, he blocked his thoughts, completely stopping his mind and entering a state of 'suspended death'.

Either the devil will let him die, since he won't move anyway.

As if sensing this attitude, the demon let out a bored snort.

Immediately afterwards, time began to flow around.

The consciousness of the Demon Prince also noticed the arrival of the Demon.

He picked up his bamboo stick, leaned on his palm, and came to the front of the demon.

"Bullying a piece of jade pendant, the devil is really... leisurely and elegant." The devil prince looked at the devil and said.

Mo Hu immediately opened his eyes, obviously he had sensed a certain degree of

"Really? Then should I bully you?" The demon's body made of black and white flames burned violently, and then transformed into a human form.

It was an ordinary human race, looking like a child in his fifth or sixth year, and his gender could not be distinguished at all.

She walked over slowly and slowly, and said in a babbling tone: "Shang~Fan~, um, um, have you reflected on it?"

With these baby-like words, the child melted on the spot and hugged the devil prince with his withered arms like a monster: "Do you know what the problem is?"

The Demon Prince looked back and saw only arms and no body.

snort……

"I have no problem." The Demon Prince replied coldly.

"But you lost." Tianmo reminded.

"I didn't lose." The Demon Prince replied without hesitation.

"If you lose, you lose. The loser will naturally have to go back and rebuild." The demon's voice became gloomy.

"It doesn't matter what you say." The Demon Prince responded matter-of-factly: "Demon, you are not the judge of victory or defeat, so stop pretending."

The conversation between the Demon Prince and the Demon made Mo Hu gradually calm down.

This reminded him of the Demon Prince he once was.

That invincible figure, that perfect back figure that he followed.

The Demon Prince is perfect.

Wisdom, knowledge, mind, will.

Physical body, cultivation, reaction, patience.

There is no weak point, no place to be caught.

As the magic weapon of the Demon Prince, Mo Hu has always felt that the Demon Prince is invincible and full of wisdom, so he naturally feels that he is neither troubled nor depressed.

Of course, this is also true in reality. Anyone who meets him, wouldn’t he think that the Demon Prince is an invincible and wise being?

of course.

However, Mo Hu realized after that that even such a demon prince would still be depressed.

Rather, the smarter the person, the more troubles he has.

The more perfect a person is, the more serious the troubles he will face, because ordinary things cannot cause his troubles at all.

Regarding this point, Li Qi may have the same problem as the Demon Prince. Both geniuses are essentially troubled. Although they appear to be dazzling to outsiders, when you get really close, you can notice how burning thoughts are under the light. It's intense, and if you want to maintain such a torch, the consumption is countless.

That's why Mo Hu panics and worries.

But, looking at it now...

Even though the Demon Prince has an unimaginable burden behind him, he is still the same person.

Don't worry, it's completely unfounded.

And on the demon side...

Hearing the Demon Prince's arrogant answer, loudly proclaiming that the Demon was not the referee, the Demon laughed loudly.

The laughter started out sharp, like a child's.

Then it gradually became sweet, as light and pretty as a girl.

Then it became manic, and then changed into a roar that no living thing should have. It stirred the void and gave birth to countless whirlpools. Countless evil thoughts emerged from the whirlpools, and countless twisted and vicious suns were born from the evil thoughts.

It is said to be the sun, but in fact it is a monster that looks like a star. The monster swaggers with its twisted body, splitting the sky, and emitting a dizzying halo like a kaleidoscope.

Eventually, everything subsided.

The devil also regained his composure, but turned into a wandering shadow like a ghost, spinning around the devil prince. While spinning, it said: "But you should know, you are not invincible. I am invincible. What you have done before All the honors you win are actually because I let you win.”

"If you lose, I'll make it all over again until you win."

The Demon Prince interjected at this time: "Except for facing Li Qi, right? So I lost to Li Qi once, because you will not interfere with Li Qi's matters."

"Well~, that's about it~, what, are you jealous?" Tianmo asked with a little pride.

"With unrestricted interference with me and no interference with Li Qi at all, are the two of us... playing a game of chess?" asked the Demon Prince.

"I'm sorry, Shang Fan, I can't tell you this." The demon shook his head and said regretfully.

"Not telling me is also an answer." The Demon Prince said in the same tone as the Demon.

"Haha, you kid, are you being naughty?" The demon laughed loudly, and then glanced at the demon prince.

Just one glance.

The Demon Prince immediately tensed up!

The endless storm swept towards his soul!

There was a ringing in his ears, and his heart began to beat up and down, and even his sternum was hit hard by the heart, causing pain in his sternum.

But this was just the beginning. His mind was like being trapped in a huge, hot, short and thick rolling oven that no one could control!

All kinds of terrible demonic thoughts began to stir, using those things called 'memories' to mess with his mind.

The Demon Prince kept discovering that he suddenly woke up from bed and found that he had become a religious fanatic.

When he realized this, he woke up again and became a flying saucer fan chasing UFOs.

When he woke up again, he found that he was eating his brother for breakfast.

Absurdity, weirdness, and endless demonic thoughts surround him. As long as he remains 'awake', all of this will spread out endlessly.

With just one glance, the Demon Prince seemed to have spent countless hours.

It was so long that he couldn't see the end, like a dark dome.

And opposite him, something was rising at the end of the world. It was a black ball, and its arc was perfect to the extreme. Now only a part of it protrudes on the straight horizon. That thing is the source of all dreams, and Mo Hu can feel its burning coldness.

Cold, but burning.

Energy flows slowly around, like sunlight shining on a sticky, greasy river.

Mo Hu really wanted to leave here, instead of bumping around like a fragile little doll in this ridiculous toy boat. Floating in the oily river of energy.

It's a pity that he can't do it.

As for the Demon Prince... he suffered a direct impact and broke into pieces.

His spirit and body were shattered.

However, the next moment, a slow aggregation like geological movement made him slowly begin to form a whole.

This is very much like the huge landmasses that were brought together by tectonic plates in prehistoric times.

And... the speed is about the same.

The recovery of the Demon Prince was slow enough to allow the evolution of dinosaurs.

However, after hundreds of millions of years of cohesion, he fell apart again.

Now, as the never-ending giant storms begin to race across the land, he begins the next majestic land merger again.

In the surrounding void, the somber and solemn sound of drums accompanies it, which is the sound of the heartbeat.

After each disaster, the Demon Prince was able to recover, but after each recovery he was not as energetic as before.

The demon speeds up time.

Billions of years of crushing and merging, lasting five times!