Chapter 127 Chapter 127

You Lin knelt on the ground, motionless for a long time, only the rising and falling of his chest proved that he was still alive. There was silence all around, and in the distance there were faint eerie roars and the sound of weapons colliding. The black eerie aura filled the eyes, as if it would catalyze the emergence of a more terrifying enemy in the next second.

All this indicates that the battle is not over yet.

You Lin's fingers moved slightly, and then slowly tightened. He instinctively absorbed the spiritual energy around him, hoping to recover some of his mobility to close the door. However, this place had already been invaded by the evil spirit, and the spiritual energy and vitality had been completely plundered, unable to provide him with any supplies.

Some demons seemed to have lost consciousness. They lay on the ground silently. Suddenly, their bodies twitched and they let out painful screams.

The demons who were still able to maintain consciousness heard the sound and looked over, only to see that their bodies had already become stiff, and black had spread all over their bodies. Accompanied by a strange and suppressed "crunching" sound, black bone spurs continued to pierce their flesh and blood, growing out from their joints.

It is a transformation that cannot be reversed, and can only be freed by death. The infected monster will gradually lose its mind and its body, and eventually become a new monster.

"Hurry... hurry and kill me! Kill me!" A demon with freakish symptoms desperately reached out to his companion, begging him to bring him relief. At this time, his consciousness had begun to become blurred and he was about to lose control, but his body had recovered some of its mobility due to the freakish symptoms.

Looking at his companion's painful struggle, he realized something. A hint of determination flashed across his eyes, which had long since lost their original appearance. So while he was still able to control his body, he smashed his own head without hesitation amid his companion's silent cries.

On the lifeless land, there were bursts of suppressed cries, someone pierced his own flesh, someone smashed his own skull, someone picked up a sharp blade and swung the last blow at himself.

Our weapons and minions can only be swung at the enemy...

Even if I die, I will die as a demon...

We demons... are born free, born proud...

Their dying whispers were blown away by the wind, but they fell into You Lin's ears clearly. He closed his eyes and tried to squeeze out the last bit of his potential. At this moment, a heavy footstep came from far away and finally stopped beside him.

It was Xuan Lin, who took the feather from You Lin's hand tremblingly. You Lin raised his head, but saw that half of the familiar face was stained black.

"I'll go." Xuan Lin said.

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Miao spat out a mouthful of blood. His body was pierced with arrows, and his skin and flesh were covered with wounds from various sharp weapons, deep enough to reveal the bones. But even so, the tree cocoon behind him was still intact.

The existence of the magic circle blocked all sounds from inside, making it impossible to detect the situation inside. He turned his head and glanced inconspicuously, thinking: I hope those children are not scared by the noise outside, I hope they can survive this catastrophe...

There were only a few demon soldiers left who came to support them. They knew that they would be controlled by the puppet master after death, so they cut off their own hands and feet before they died.

Miao could only watch it all helplessly, but he was almost unable to react because of the extreme pain.

The puppeteer seemed to be playing a game of cat and mouse. He could have killed Miao in one go, but he kept sparing his life and constantly shifted the focus of his attack to the tree cocoon. He floated in the air, watching with pleasure the ants below rushing to their deaths like moths to a flame, and watching Miao struggling in round after round of defensive battles.

Perhaps those evil gods see their world as an ant nest doused in boiling water. No matter how miserable the ants are, how united they are, or how they struggle to find a way to survive, in their eyes it is nothing more than entertainment.

How sad... They can bring suffering to us with just a move of their hands, but what else can we do except fight?

Miao turned around and looked at the corpses that almost covered the entire battlefield. He bit a tooth but didn't know it. He pointed at the puppeteer and said, "What kind of god are you if you can only hide behind the puppets? Kill us all if you have the guts. Otherwise, one day, I will make you pay the price!"

Hearing this, the puppeteer's face broke into a cruel smile. He hooked his finger at Miao and said disdainfully, "Really? Unfortunately, I won't kill you. It would be a pity to let such a strong emotion disappear. I will make you into a puppet and use you forever."

"Hahahaha... dream on!" What responded to him was an icy sharp blade with a hint of cold light.

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"No, you will die." You Lin tried to hold Xuan Lin.

He knew that the person in charge of closing the door would face the most intense evil aura. Although the energy contained in the phoenix feathers could offset most of the impact, their bodies would still be corroded. For Xuan Lin now, closing the door was a road of no return.

Xuan Lin knew this very well. He smiled and said, "You have seen what I look like now. Rather than living and watching myself turn into a monster, I might as well choose to die as a hero."

"Let us old guys take care of this kind of thing." As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for You Lin to stop him, he transformed into a giant dragon and flew into the sky.

Under the urging of the demonic power, the huge crack was slowly filled up until it disappeared, and the source of the strange energy was completely cut off. But even so, Xuan Lin still had no intention of stopping.

He suddenly flew to the center of the battlefield, circling in the sky, and a layer of faint golden light shone on his body. As he moved, the evil spirits seemed to be inspired by something, peeled off from the ground, and gathered towards him from all directions.

With just one glance, You Lin understood what he wanted to do. Xuan Lin was actually going to use himself as a container to absorb all the mist here. However, he couldn't hold much by himself, and soon he fell down due to exhaustion.

Many monsters saw this scene. They seemed to understand something. They looked down at the body that was destined not to live long, and suddenly grinned, with the light in their eyes shining again.

They burned up the last bit of their potential and flew into the sky, trying their best to absorb the strange energy into their bodies. The process of transformation also accelerated, but none of them cared about it.

At this moment, they actually thought very simply. These strange auras can be absorbed, as long as they find a way to seal them, their bodies are the best containers. Becoming a monster is irreversible, and once the dead zone is formed, it will probably not disappear easily.

This is the most important checkpoint in the demon clan's territory. Once it is lost, the evil gods can easily invade the demon clan from here. No matter what the price, they cannot give up this place.

"For His Majesty, for the demon race!" They shouted with all their might, and then at the moment when their consciousness was about to disappear, they allowed themselves to fall from the sky.

They said, "Seal us up."

The evil spirit also affects the soul. If they really want to seal it, their souls will be trapped here forever before the evil spirit completely dissipates. They will either be polluted and assimilated, or dissipate. They will not be able to enter reincarnation and will never be freed.

"We know the consequences, it doesn't matter..."

"If we leave it alone, our bodies will become new monsters. Then, who will we turn our weapons against?"

"...I don't want to become a monster, I don't want to stand against your Majesty..."

"Lord Longzun, please see us off for the last time."

"Please live well. His Majesty needs you, and the world needs you too..."

At that moment, You Lin hated his own powerlessness.

Without the weird cheats, the weirdness was quickly cleared up. When You Lin finally found Miao, the puppeteer had disappeared, leaving only a torn black cloth on the ground.

He lay on the ground, and the cubs surrounded him and cried loudly. There were also some living demon soldiers nearby, some of them were injured and some were disabled, and most of them had already received some simple treatment.

"Miao!" You Lin was shocked. He thought that the powerful enemies were blocked in front of them, and Miao should not be in danger. Why did it become like this?

"Is it Boss You Lin?" Hearing the voice, Miao opened his eyes with all his strength. He was seriously injured, and even his pupils began to shrink. The demon beside him kept pouring medicine into his mouth, but it was all in vain.

But even so, he still showed a smug smile, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Oh, they played dirty this time, actually sending two evil gods at once. Although the other one ran away, I stabbed its kidney, it shouldn't cause any trouble in the short term."

The happiest thing is that he finally did it. He successfully saved these children and prevented them from dying like the peacocks before him.

"Don't talk, keep your strength, I'll take you back."

“I can’t go back.”

The puppeteer wanted to turn him into a puppet, but he chose to sever his meridians after losing his ability to move. When he thought about the power that exploded at that time and caught the evil god off guard, he wanted to laugh, and he did laugh, but as he laughed, he was bitten by the blood and started coughing non-stop.

After a long while, he said, "I can't go back. I'll leave these children in your care. And Xiao Sanhuo... What a pity. I had originally thought that after the child learned how to transform, I would take them both to travel around the world and see... the beautiful world that we have all fought for..."

"Honestly, Boss You Lin, I don't want to die..."

He squinted his eyes and looked towards home, and the light in his eyes disappeared.

You Lin silently stretched out his hand and gently covered Miao's eyes.

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The monsters that died because of the evil spirit were put together. The monsters that were still alive dug pits silently. Those who had no tools dug with their bare hands. You Lin's hands turned into dragon claws, digging down again and again. The only sound on the empty plain was the sound of digging and filling.

More than 30,000 demon soldiers were buried here.

Following their wishes, You Lin set up a sealing circle here, and then left a soul bead here. He whispered: "This soul bead can protect your souls from being eroded by time. Please wait, one day, I will let you regain your freedom and return to reincarnation."

The weirdness here was resolved in a way that no one wanted. It was the first time, but it won't be the last.

After doing all this, You Lin did not stop, but turned and left. Phoenix still needed him, so he could not stop.

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Time is the best medicine to heal all pains. As three thousand years passed, people gradually forgot the tragedy that happened here.

For a long time, this place was a wasteland full of weeds. Later, someone reclaimed some farmland here, built a thatched hut, and later dug an artificial lake and raised some fish. Later, the hut was demolished and a school was built here.

An unlucky person was bewitched by someone and ended his life in the center of the lake.