[HP] Devil is alive

When this tiny land was about to collapse, the last living god found it in the vast and endless time and space.The first piece of land he set foot in was named Midland.

The kind god decided to guard this place. On the first day, he created all the plants and animals he had seen, and let them restore the vitality of the earth.

But the world is still too quiet.The next day, the god started putting humans into his continent.

They came from the other side of the sea of ​​time and space. At the beginning, human beings did not know the existence of magic.In order to reflect fairness, God did not give humans the talent of magic.Until an accidental chance, people discovered that mixing blood with magical creatures can make their offspring gain magical powers.In pursuit of stronger power, a vigorous bloodline revolution broke out.In this way, human beings gained power that should not belong to them...Of course, this all happened later...

On the third day, God felt that his life had come to an end, and he needed an heir...

And so the Messiah was created—

The first son of God, the ruler of order.On the left is the eye of judgment that can control and judge all life, and on the right is the eye of reality that can see through time and space.He obtained all the power of God, and condensed the most powerful and pure soul, no matter which aspect is perfect!

God is very satisfied, and he hopes that after his death, the Messiah can take on the important task of guarding the mainland!

However, when Messiah opened his eyes, what greeted him was the disappointed gaze of God.

His son is not perfect...

God sighed and shook his head.

Because of Messiah's failure, God did not give his remaining four children souls, and even they were weakly affected by God, and even their strength was not perfect, and they could only master the four elements respectively.

The "weakness" of the four elemental gods also shows the advantages of the Messiah, the son of God.The weak god looked hopefully at his eldest son, but was once again disappointed to find that his son was looking at the grass and trees on the ground with curious and longing eyes.

For the Messiah's obsession, God despaired...

When the morning of the third day was approaching, God gazed at his innocent eldest son with regret.Caressing Messiah's cheek with a slowly withered hand like a plant, God sighed wearily: "My son... you will be pierced by loneliness..."

In the end, God chose the only way to protect his son and guard the continent.

He said: Go, go to sleep...

—Never wake up, Messiah...

— Never allow yourself to come out!

This was the second, and last time, that God called His Firstborn Son by name besides naming it...

In the early morning of the fourth day, after the god ordered the four elemental gods to guard the four continents in the east, west, north and south, and never set foot in the middle land, they turned into fly ash.

The time passed slowly, and the God Son who was ordered to sleep closed his eyes lightly, while experiencing the trajectory of time, it has been thousands of years——

He became more and more eager for everything in the outside world, be it a little temperature or a ray of sunshine!His soul whines day and night!

The turbulent torrent of time has turned true stories into legends.Time has smoothed the gully of the inscription, and at the same time destroyed the protection of the ruins, exposing it to the scorching sun.

The people in Central China have always been so curious, why are there gods in the four continents for protection, but the original continent discovered by the Chuangshi God has no gods?

Yaxin was also very strange when he was a child, so his parents handed him a thick history of Zhonglu——

On the fourth day, the god disappeared.

Then the dark side of the god awakens - a terrible demon.

The Son of God guarding Zhonglu started a brutal war with him concerning the survival of Zhonglu.

Helplessly, the Son of God is unable to fight against the other side of God after all, so he can only use all his strength to seal the demon...

At the same time, the great Son of God fell with him.

"Zhonglu will always be God's favorite land. The shadow of God and the son of God are buried here..." the priests of the temple told him, "God will always protect Zhonglu."

The child who had just been abandoned by his parents said stubbornly: Only we ourselves will not abandon ourselves, and I do not believe in God.

God will pass away...

The Son of God will fall...

People can only rely on themselves after all...

The priests frowned and seemed to say: Yashin, you will be punished by God.

Yashin - named after the sage - left the temple that housed him at the age of ten, and together with some companions, began to travel around the continent, looking for a belief that could last forever in their hearts.

The distorted story has been passed down for thousands of years and has become the only truth.In this story of the Son of God and the devil, the Messiah accepts the praise of the people, and at the same time is cast aside by the people—of course, he does not know these things, and he does not even know that his father is God.

Messiah continues his hopeless wait - to get out, if only for a moment!He fantasizes like this all the time, using his only little memory to outline the beauty of the outside world.

The flames of war began to spread in the Central Continent, and the first empire of the Central Continent, Clauren, launched a war aimed at unifying the Central Continent, and triumphed all the way.

Lila was born at this time.His father was the chief magister of the Claurent Empire, and his mother was a noble pure-blooded elf!He was destined to be different, and was expected to - the Voice of Eternal Glory, after which his father was named, said so.

The iron hooves of war trampled on the earth mercilessly, and in the third year they attacked the city of Saint Laurent.At this time, the opportunity of the Messiah came.Full of resentment, the desperate and crazy King Saint Laurent opened the mysterious room passed down from generation to generation by the kings of his country.

The obsession and begging of human beings are like the dawn of the abyss. The Son of God opened his eyes, broke through the shackles full of joy, and came before the king——

Messiah thought he did the right thing, but in fact, a person’s despair is not as pure and powerful as the wishes of all living things when the continent is about to collapse. He almost completely relies on his own dream to escape. The result of doing so, It is to leave his divine body in the void.

The false body of the soul—

A layer of "shell" formed by the soul for self-protection after leaving the divine body.

Messiah's father escaped the catastrophe of the gods because of this magical skill. When he saw a similar incantation on his forehead, Messiah only thought it was the mark left by his father, but he didn't know that it had become a curse. His inescapable biggest weakness!

The first ray of light he touched after thousands of years was the candlelight in the dark secret room.

The first taste he tasted after thousands of years was the heart of a virgin offered by the king with ulterior motives and flattery.

But no matter how many things the Messiah has experienced later, in his heart, that dim light and that fishy-sweet blood are irreplaceable.

The king called him His Highness the Great Demon, with such earnest and fanatical eyes.

Unlike the regret and disappointment of the father, this kind of gaze made the Messiah feel happy. He asked: What do you want?

The king looked madly and said: Kill everyone!

The touch of fingertips passing through flesh and blood, fragile, hot...

Messiah looked at the human beings who fell in front of him, and remained silent, feeling the temperature of the blood splashing on his face quickly fade away, but it was also the same, fragile and hot...

Burned his heart and soul...

Waking up sometimes doesn't mean embracing the beautiful things.However, in the midst of the killing, Messiah still firmly believed that after completing this mission, he would be safe.Even though his hands were covered with blood, and the smell seemed to seep into the bones, Messiah firmly believed in it... However, his steps became slower and slower.

No one knows what's inside the "devil", and no one wants to know. Wherever the "demon" passed by, no human survived. He called himself the Messiah—he took revenge on the human beings guarded by the "Son of God", and satirized the "Son of God" who tried to perish with him.

This is the cruelest and darkest era in the history of Central China. People fear and despair, asking: Where is God?

The gods from all directions turned their heads slowly, saw the "Messiah" who was still sleeping in the void, and replied calmly: That's Zhonglu.

At that time, Yashin was already the leading magician on the mainland. He and his partners resolutely returned to the bloody and terrifying middle land, trying to stop the "devil".

The population of Central China has dropped sharply in the past few years, leaving only humans who have signed contracts with magical creatures to hide in their territories to escape—the "demons" are just "revenge" on humans.People are gradually discovering...

Laila's father lost the glory within reach, but in the eyes of little Laila, moving out of a palatial room and living in a natural and exquisite tree house made no difference.Father had more time for him, that was all little Laila thought.

Until he was 8 years old, the happy dream woke up.

Whether it was drug stimulation or mental stimulation, Laila could not show even the slightest magic power.Even if his father kept repeating the verification like crazy, the answer was the same - Lyra did not have the talent for magic.

What a joke to be a hybrid of a magician and an elf without any magical talent!

The stain of blood...

Son of God...

Betrayer of the elves...

Laila didn't know what those words meant, and the smiles and compliments of the past turned to disdain overnight.In the eyes of the elves, having no magic power means being rejected by the gods, and there is no more serious sin than this.In the eyes of humans, he possesses precious elven blood without magic power, and the only value of his existence is to combine with other hybrids after he grows up.

Everyone's eyes were so cold, and Laila stood helplessly outside the door, only hearing her father's old voice coming from the house overnight: Get out.

He paced back and forth in the room nervously, like a little animal that lost its shelter in a natural disaster.

"Come with me," Laila's mother told him now.

The noble elf led her son out of the forest, came to a town full of dead bodies, and then in the direction of the elf tree sea under the cold moonlight, stabbed a dagger into her chest—she never liked him The once-in-a-lifetime love and reproduction of the elves was destroyed in the hands of their father and son.The only thing this mother did for her son was to take him out of the forest and avoid his future fate as a "stallion".

Will the father be kicked out of the elf forest if he loses the contract?Laila didn't know.During that time, the half-blood elf tried his best to bury himself in the memory.His world collapsed overnight, and everything he was familiar with was gone—maybe, at that time, he simply went crazy.

Like a humble worm curled up in a corner, ugly and dirty, unable to find any target, the future has become so remote and elusive.The human ambitions and desires that exist in the blood, and the elves' inherent paranoid pursuit of perfection tore his nerves.He was about to collapse, and wanted to stand up, but cowardly turned his back to the sun, hiding himself in the shadows.

This trance life lasted for a long time, maybe months, maybe years...

Thank you for the slaughter of the demons. There is enough food in the dead city. A lunatic will not care whether the food is rotten or spoiled.

More likely, he didn't even know what he was stuffing into his mouth.

Like a lowly ghoul...

It uses corpses as its hole and food, its strength is so small that it is humble, and it does not have any reproductive ability. It is like a parasite from birth and can only rely on other creatures!

They rubbed the muddy faces of the half-blood elves with their thumbs that had not been cleaned for many years and were stained with thick rot. They followed the instinctive call and wanted to give birth to the next generation in this beautiful and young body...

That was the first few years after the jihad began...

Companions left one by one during the war, and their friends and children took over their work.Whenever Yassin sees these similar but dissimilar faces, he always strictly orders himself to ignore the melancholy that spreads from the bottom of his heart.

They came to a dead city. They thought it was the same as other towns. After driving away the slug-like disgusting corpse-eating gnomes, they saw a human teenager... No, Yashin soon discovered that this was actually a half-breed elf !

He looked terrible, and good people would never want to recall the sight of that time.Yashin hugged the frightfully frail boy, the warmth of that moment and the gentleness in the sage's eyes were deeply imprinted on the boy's heart, it was so beautiful that it made people want to cry——

The sage always said this: Laila, my proudest student, the past, present, and future... will not change.

The young man also knelt down on one knee with an almost worshipful expression, and kissed the sage's robe reverently: You are my faith, my salvation... will never change.

The loneliness of a sage is the pain of being abandoned at first, the sadness of losing a close friend in the war, and the distance of being praised after the war.

And the elf boy's loneliness... comes from pride.

Extreme pride, because of extreme inferiority complex.Memory stubbornly pierced the barb into his flesh until the soul.

It is cowardly to stay far away from the crowd and hide yourself in the shadows.

It is the determination to use countless magic circles to pile up a solid barrier to lock oneself.

It is the stubbornness to be loyal to the faith even if it is ridiculed and misunderstood by everyone.

Maybe as long as he is alone, that filth can not be known by others...

How ugly is my heart--

How filthy is my soul—

He said: The destruction of the world by demons has nothing to do with me, and I have nothing to fear if the continent collapses.However, the world is the teacher's world, and the continent is also the teacher's continent... Even though I resent, loathe, and desire to turn into dust with this continent and wash away my filth, I cannot do so after all.

No one knows the loneliness of the sage, because he is high above.

No one understands the loneliness of the elves, and... why?

Maybe he, like the "devil", was born with a burden of guilt, and it took a long time to reach the other shore and find the ultimate peace.

The devil's footsteps continued, walking across the muddy ground soaked in blood, his pace was so slow, like an old man in his twilight.

What is he looking forward to?