The Giant of Light is Still on the Way to Find Home

For this kind of beast, the movement of the body is always much faster than that of the brain.

Even the head maid who was ordered to come, who was sitting high above its head, couldn't react immediately.

Accompanied by the sound of heavy footsteps, the pitch-black dragon claws covered with scales opened and closed, and suddenly bombarded Ying An.

The head maid didn't stop immediately, maybe she was also thinking in her heart to test this guest who was "invited" by the lord.

This old dragon is not weak in the demon world. Even if she is called the strongest demon world person by others, she still needs more than fifty moves to deal with it. The dragon's naturally strong physique is paired with the extremely rare magic talent among dragons. , are the proud capital of this old dragon in the devil world.

However, just as she was observing the other party calmly, the dragon's muscles and bones agitating all over her body stopped with a sudden blow.

It's like the TV hit the pause button.

The movement of this old dragon just stopped in the middle of the air so strangely, the scales all over his body stood up instantly, like black tide.

Mengzi knew that it was the old dragon's subconscious reaction when his life was threatened.

In the majestic golden pupils that always bring fear to others, what is shining is the ultimate fear from the heart.

It is a great terror in which life and death depend on the thoughts of others.

Ying An raised her head lazily: "Madam, if you have something to do, please come down. I'm not used to looking up at people."

"Like this."

With a thought, the stagnant body of the magic dragon suddenly accelerated, and the punch that was swung with all its strength drove its huge body to spin like a top in mid-air. Without any increase or decrease in strength, the punch hit it. His own head was knocked out, like an old dog with a broken spine, it rolled over and crawled on the ground.

The magic dragon, which is [-] meters tall but weighs less than [-] tons, is like a small toy to the mind power of a human body, and there is no need to "take action" at all.

After all, he's an energy conservationist.

"By the order of our Supreme God in the Demon Realm, I wish you honored guests, and move to [The Palace of Demons]..."

Qing Wu lightly landed on the ground, Meng Zi bowed slightly, and said so.

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[The Palace of Demons], that is a palace that people who live in the demon world have never heard of.

Surrounded by cliffs and cliffs, a palace full of ancient European styles is located in a dangerous place, as if it is beneficial to the sky.

And the owner of this palace is the co-lord and creator of the demon world, the god of the demon world that is respected and worshiped by the creatures of the entire demon world—Shenqi.

God, Shinki.

Whether this too straightforward name is the real name of this god, even the people in the Palace of Demons, including the maid Mengzi who was created by her, don't know this.

"Not going well, not going well..."

"Aaaaaa—why is it not going well!!!"

In the grand [Pandemonium], a mature silver-haired woman was rolling desperately on the bed, as if she was venting her inner anxiety with such childish actions.

Between her hands, in such violent rolling movements, she still carefully holds a transparent crystal egg. The clear light on it is like the sunlight reflected on the ice in winter, slightly dazzling.

This is the first life she has created from nothing.

She is her precious and beloved [daughter].

Obviously, in her perception, the crystal egg has the fetal movement of life, but it is so dead and silent, as if it is repulsed and unwilling to come to this world.

The creation of the soul is stuck at the last step.

The two maids waiting by the bed, the blue-haired and blue-eyed girl next door, Wu, and the short-haired blonde girl Xue, could only sigh helplessly.

In their identities, it is really difficult to persuade our Lord Shenqi.

Master Meng, please come back quickly! !

If other people knew that the most noble creator in the demon world, a supreme god with unmatched strength and status, made such an undignified action, they would probably lose their faith.

Just as this farce was about to continue, the door of the bedroom was slammed open.

The person who came was exactly the person Xue Yuwu was thinking about, the authority of this [Panoramic Demon Palace] second only to Lord Shenqi, and the strongest demonic person created by the Creator—Mengzi.

"My lord Shenqi, fortunately I did not disgrace my life."

Mengzi walked to Shenqi's bed with small steps, bowed and replied, as if he had completely turned a blind eye to the childish behavior of the creator of this world.

"The honored guest you have invited is already waiting in the reception room of [The Temple of Demons]."

"Hey, are you really invited?" Shen Qiteng jumped up from the bed with a pair of red eyes shining brightly: "How is it, is this guest easy to talk to?"

"..." The corner of Mengzi's mouth twitched when he thought of being dragged back by this guest with one hand, and being seen by everyone in [The Temple of Demons], who was almost about to hang himself on the southeast branch now.

What she was sure of was that this guest was quite vengeful.

"Okay... talk." Mengzi said something against his will, and then added: "He is a very principled guest."

"Is there a principle?" Shenqi poked her chin with her index finger, and muttered very cutely: "Ah, no matter, if this God of Light can help me with this favor, all the conditions are up to him !"

If there is that kind of light of life, this child will definitely be born! !

After saying that, the nightgown on Shenqi's body turned into a scarlet robe in an instant, and she rushed out of the door with big strides.

"!!!"

"Please think twice!! Lord Shenqi!"

……

"Are you putting on makeup?"

Ying An took a walk in the living room, which was as huge as a football field, while looking at the sculptures on the wall with great interest.

He is used to women being late.

Now he is a little curious about the roots of this god.

Because no matter from the style of the Temple of Demons or the story described in the sculpture, there is a faint Christian style.

Um?coming?

Sensing the powerful aura approaching at high speed, Ying An stopped for a while.

Unexpectedly, the red figure didn't slow down, and ran straight towards him, with both hands tightly grasping his right hand as if begging.

"God of Light, I swear by my real name, Suriel, that if you can help me create my child, I will satisfy any condition as long as it is in this demon world."

"...?"

What's the situation?What's the matter?How do you reply?

The master of the Temple of Demons, who accommodated the souls of demons and created demons, and the angel of the moon, Sariel, who fell with the twelve-winged angel Satan, sent a misunderstood request to the man she met for the first time.

ps: Got it, this is to lead to the plot of the Devilman

Chapter 516 Chapter 31 The Life That Was Destroyed

Even if Mengzi tried her best to increase her speed, how could she, who is the strongest demon, catch up with the creator of this world.

When she arrived at the scene, what she saw was a scene that made her almost faint.

The Creator of the Demon Realm, the noblest goddess in the Demon Realm, was holding the guest's right hand tightly with the palms that created all beings in the Demon Realm, as if he would not let go if the other party refused to agree.

And the mysterious guest whose strength is unknown is also full of confusion and confusion at the moment, and the question mark in his eyes seems to have materialized.

Not caring about the taboo, Mengzi rushed forward, persuading his Lord Demon God to pay attention to his image, secretly trying to pull Lord Demon God away.

"Don't pull me, Mengzi, I have to let the other party see my sincerity!"

"Master Shenqi, please be decent!!"

"Uh, Ms. Mengzi." Ying An's tone was a little awkward, his palms had been withdrawn from Shenqi's hands at some point, "The words this lady Demon God said probably didn't mean what you usually think, right? "

Although he used questions, his tone was firm.

After Mengzi tried his best to explain, and Shenqi who finally calmed down intermittently supplemented, Ying An finally understood what kind of madness this Lord Demon God was having.

The most fundamental reason is to allow him to help create [life].

Ying An looked at the crystal egg hanging on Shenqi's neck. With his light physique, he could indeed feel the pulse of life in it.

However, he could feel even more that the weak consciousness in the light of life could not carry the divine power bestowed by the other party.

This also makes this crystal egg unable to breed real life even though it has a strong breath of life.

...creating life?

It's really strange, if there is no mistake in the legend of this Demon World, shouldn't this [Demon World] be created by the other party?

It must have been a long time since she had seen anyone who could chat with her on a peer-to-peer basis. After instructing Mengzi to prepare afternoon tea, Shenqi conjured two sofas out of thin air and sat down with Ying An.

"The beings in the demon world say that I created them, but this is not entirely true."

Shenqi closed her blood-red eyes, and on her long silver hair, the bunch of tied-up hair swayed, as if she was recalling something from a long time ago.

"All I could do was collect their lost souls and give them new bodies."

"That is to say, people in the demon world used to have other identities?" Maybe gossip is really an instinct engraved in DNA, Ying An feels that he can't immediately bring up the topic of the relocation of 45 people anyway, so it's better to listen to gossip first , to satisfy my curiosity.

"Yes." Shenqi's eyes were a little misty: "They used to be demons on that beautiful planet."

"That was a long time before the birth of human beings." Shenqi recalled: "In that year, my friend challenged the Creator, was expelled from the kingdom of heaven, and drifted to that planet."

"Weakness means death, and the strong survive."

"The creatures on that planet seem to have acquired special abilities due to the influence of some kind of energy from the void."

"They can fuse with other organisms, and then absorb the characteristics of their bodies to evolve."

Shenqi suddenly sighed, and seemed to be full of complicated emotions about the scenes that emerged in her mind: "My friend Satan, moved by this simple and bright will, stayed on that planet."

"Devil...Satan?" Ying An flipped through the myths of different versions of the world in his mind, as if he was trying to figure out the development of the story: "Since the devil has become a demon, then in the middle..."

"Yes." Shenqi nodded, seeming to agree with his thoughts: "That planet was discovered by the Creator, and that was the first time I saw the disgust and fear on the Creator's face."

"He took the army of angels and destroyed the surface of that planet, destroying the devil and my friends together."

"I received His final entrustment to use the power of the moon to secretly store some of the demon's souls, and brought them to this small world I created after falling into heaven."

Ying An understood what she meant.

The other party is indeed equivalent to the creator to the people of the demon world, but this is based on the original foundation of having a soul.