The voice is clear, loud and majestic.
Everyone shuddered when they heard this. They only guessed that this person might be a member of the royal family, but they didn't expect that he was the legendary Demon Lord who had disappeared for three hundred years!
The demons never prioritized health preservation, preferring to indulge in pleasure in the moment. Their temperaments were violent and reckless, and as a result, most of them had short lifespans. Three hundred years ago, those who witnessed the bloody annihilation of their clan by the Demon Lord died, leaving the younger generation with only rumors.
So, when the rumored great man suddenly appeared before him, although he was apprehensive, there were always those who questioned him.
"You say you are the Demon Lord, so you must be the Demon Lord? You are just a little more powerful. How dare you pretend to be the legendary Supreme Lord of the Demon Realm?! We refuse to accept!"
Bhagavan did not release any pressure to suppress the crowd. They all knelt and crawled on the ground voluntarily. So at this moment, the burly and ferocious demon stood up and challenged him. The flesh on his face was trembling slightly, but his voice was still rough and powerful with a unwillingness to admit defeat.
However, there are very few people who dare to be the first to stand out like this. As soon as he finished speaking, apart from Bhagavan and Shen Wuyou, the only person left in the whole place was a burly man who was rashly seeking his death.
Suddenly, there was a scornful laugh:
"Heh~ The bandits are brave, their courage is commendable."
As soon as he finished speaking, a flame suddenly ignited on the strong man's arm!
The cold blue sky was chilling to the bone, yet the flesh and blood were burning with a sizzling sound, causing unbearable pain.
"ah--!"
The strong man let out a scream, and then his whole body was engulfed by flames. Without much struggle, he turned into a handful of scorched earth and died.
The Demon Lord disliked killing, so when Shen Wuyou sent him a message, he specifically pointed out that this was the bandit leader who had robbed and injured people in the first place. Fortunately, he had come to them, which was exactly the right time for them to kill the chicken to scare the monkey!
In this way, all the demons were frightened.
The Hellfire of the Underworld, which symbolizes the royal family of the demon clan, is irreplaceable. This also officially declares his identity as the Demon Lord, and no one dares to question it anymore.
For a moment, the people crawling on the ground wanted to dig a hole and bury themselves, for fear that they would be the next unlucky person to be burned to ashes by the underworld fire.
Everyone was filled with fear and anxiety, waiting for what would happen next.
Shen Wuyou refused to speak, and the silent and solemn atmosphere gradually became thicker. The bone-chilling feeling seemed to burn in people's hearts, and the rising coldness made people feel terrified.
As time goes by, the fear of facing the unknown and death becomes more and more severe. Some people with weak minds even have their limbs trembling violently, blood flowing backwards, and fainting on the ground.
It is hard to imagine that before this, these people were a group of vicious and ferocious bandits who committed all kinds of evil.
Finally, seeing that everyone's fear had reached its peak, Shen Wuyou slowly spoke, his voice like the sound of nature, piercing everyone's ears -
"However, Your Excellency is merciful. After hundreds of years of seclusion, we are finally able to see each other. You understand the suffering of the people and cannot bear it, so you will not make any fuss."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone breathed a sigh of relief as if they had been pardoned. However, before they could relax for long, they suddenly heard that voice again:
"When you passed by this place, you saw that bandits were rampant and atrocities were happening from time to time. The people were living in misery and their lives were in danger. It was truly a place of disaster and chaos!
"My Lord, unable to bear to see the people of the Demon Tribe living in such dire straits, has taken care of Kuixing City, helping the people escape poverty and oppression, and building a world of great harmony, hoping that everyone will be blessed with good health and enjoy the joy of family.
"Therefore, I hope you all know that from now on, Kuixing City will belong to the Demon Palace, and Lord Demon will be the sole leader of all demons! Life or death, blessing or disaster, all depends on you. I hope you all know this, speak and act with caution, and don't bring trouble upon yourselves!
"Do you understand everything?"
Following her sharp shout, everyone below trembled and responded quickly, fearing that they would suffer an accident like the person just now.
Are you kidding? That is the hellish fire. Once you are infected, there is no way to save yourself and you will only die in torture!
Seeing this, Shen Wuyou finally curled the corners of her mouth, looked back at Bhagavan who was also looking at her, and smiled silently.
Seeing that the Demon Lord looked better, she slowly turned her head and continued:
"But you all must know that there is no order without rules!
"Since my Lord is so considerate, you must strictly abide by the rules and regulations set by my Lord! No burning, killing, looting, fighting in the city, or unreasonable violence..."
These people are quite special. They were all bandits with heinous crimes in the past. It is really not easy to change their way of thinking and living habits all of a sudden.
Therefore, Shen Wuyou did not use modern standard laws to control them, but started by eliminating the worst and most harmful behaviors, and then gradually spread them to other people, imperceptibly, and it would not take a long time.
After all, the frogs in the pond are used to being violent, so if you pour hot water on them, they will jump out of the bottom of the pot.
At that time, not only will the frog run away, but the splashing boiling water will also burn you all over.
Proceed step by step, and avoid overdoing or underdoing, so as to avoid counterproductive results.
With both kindness and force, the final result is not difficult for them to accept. As for hope?
Well, since we're all dying people, no longer tolerated by the world, why not give it a try? Why not?
So smoothly, Kuixing City officially became the territory of the Demon Lord, and laws were enforced, with offenders severely punished. In this way, it finally began to look like a real city.
However, the Demon Lord's mission was completed, but Shen Wuyu still had no idea about his own mission.
In the vast city of Kuixing, there wasn't even a herbal medicine shop. The only greenery to be seen was the thin, sparse weeds by the roadside...
She can't use this to defend against the enemy, right?
Shen Wuyou was squatting in the corner pulling weeds with her head down, while Bhagavan, dressed in a black robe, stood behind her and looked at her silently, a hint of doubt flashing in his indifferent eyes.
Suddenly, he asked:
"What are you doing here?"
This unexpected voice startled Shen Wuyou. After calming down, he turned around and replied:
"Sir, there's no greenery in the Demon Palace. It's really boring. I want to transplant some green plants back, but I can't find any beautiful flowers, plants, or trees..."
Her eyes were melancholy and resentful, and she looked very aggrieved. No one could have imagined that at this moment she wanted to cover her frightened little heart and curse.
I was so scared! This was the first time he spoke on his own initiative. I was really frightened and spoiled. I was really frightened and spoiled...
Hearing this, Bhagavan thought for a moment, then waved his hand, turned her into an orange-red little fox again, picked her up on his shoulder, and strode away.
Shen Wuyou was suddenly picked up and looked at the magic grass that he had pulled out with great difficulty and was shaken to the ground in confusion. He subconsciously wanted to reach out to pick it up, but was dissuaded by a look from the Demon Lord.
In the end, I could only stay on his shoulder with great sorrow and regret for the magic grass...
Oh, oh, oh...
Another gust of cold wind blew, and Shen Wuyu's fox paws tightly grasped the Demon Lord's clothes to prevent them from being blown off. His round eyes had to be closed because of the strong wind speed.
When the wind and the sea calmed down, she slowly opened her eyes and saw a lush green field in front of her.
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