The Demon Eye King stared at Zhang Yuanqing, looking directly at the "light" and pressure of the Lord of the Sun, and said:

“Fear has visited me.”

Zhang Yuanqing nodded:

"I guessed it! In the current situation, the forces of the demigods in the two major camps of law and evil have suffered serious blows. After being promoted to level nine, your bewitching magic eye has become even more powerful. With the opportunity granted by the Lord of Arms Chi You, if you fully unleash it, it will not be difficult to entangle a demigod in a short period of time.

"Fear will surely find a way to pull you back into the evil camp."

"I'm very excited." The look and expression of the Demon Eye were full of the seriousness of a young boy telling his dreams.

"I know!" Zhang Yuanqing's expression was also extremely serious.

The Demon Eye King turned his gaze away from his face and looked at the blue sky. After a silence of about three to five seconds, he said slowly:

"You may not know this, but I actually grew up in an orphanage. I was an abandoned baby."

Zhang Yuanqing pondered for a few seconds: "In the mural fantasy of Shushan South Garden, the couple is..."

At first, he thought that the Demon King was a child who grew up in an orphanage, so he was so keen on taking care of the children in the orphanage. Later, when he saw the parents of the Demon Eye in the mural in the South Garden of Shushan, he thought that the Demon Eye paid attention to the orphanage because he thought that the children in the orphanage were the weakest and purest, so he liked those children.

Unexpectedly, after going around in circles, I ended up back to my original guess.

"They are my adoptive parents," the Demon Eye King plucked a piece of wild grass from the cracks in the corridor, held it in his mouth, looked at the blue sky, emptied his eyes of emotions, and his tone became vague:

"I have lived in an orphanage since I was conscious. The director is a divorced woman in her 40s. She and two aunts take care of more than 50 children. She is the most terrifying person I have ever seen."

The most terrifying person? Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, and then he had a guess in his mind.

Sure enough, I heard the Demon Eye King curl his lips:

"The orphanages of that era were not like they are today. At that time, supplies were scarce, food and clothing were a problem in themselves, the social system was not comprehensive, and there was a lack of supervision. The requirement for orphanages was: keep the children alive.

"The director and two staff members were not kind to the children. The three of them had to take care of more than 50 children at the same time. The best way was to tame them. First of all, crying was not allowed. They were not allowed to cry during the day or at night. Children who violated the rules would be punished with corporal punishment and beatings. If one beating was not enough, they would be beaten twice until they were obedient. I could hear the children's screams and cries every night.

"I stopped wetting my pants when I was four years old. Unless they are infants who cannot take care of themselves, any child who can walk has to wash their own clothes and pants, otherwise they will have to endure the cold."

He pointed to the white frost in the corner of the playground and said, "In such weather, I froze with my bare bottom for a whole day. I still remember the cold and helplessness very clearly. I have never felt the slightest warmth since I was born. What I remember most is the beatings, scoldings and fear."

Suffered some abuse, so it left an indelible shadow in your heart in childhood? Zhang Yuanqing nodded, thinking, do you need me to help you purify it?

"In that era, being able to survive was a blessing, and no one cared about psychological problems... Were you adopted later?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

The Demon Eye King nodded, "When I was six years old, I was adopted by a childless couple. They treated me very well, bought me new clothes, and sent me to school. My mother thought I was too thin and small, and I couldn't get enough nutrition, so she ordered milk for me, a bottle of milk in a glass bottle every morning. My father always asked me when I came home from school: Have you been bullied by your classmates? If so, you must tell me, and your father will help you.

"Stand up for me... Haha, I've been in the orphanage for so many years, and no one has ever stood up for me. My father was born in the countryside and knows a lot of friends in the countryside. Every weekend, he would bring back game from the countryside to nourish my body.

"I lived with them for three years. Those were the happiest days of my life. For the first time, I felt the beauty of life and the beauty of humanity. I thought life would go on, until one day..."

The King of Evil Eyes suddenly stopped talking and did not continue.

There is no need to say more about what happened next, as the murals in the South Garden of Shushan have already told Zhang Yuanqing everything.

He looked at the blue sky, his eyes filled with sadness, pain, hatred and anger, and said quietly:

“I lost everything again. I left that home and didn’t go back to the orphanage or accept adoption. I started a seven-year wandering until I got the role card. From then on, I had only one goal in life, which was to clean up this dirty world.

"I want to bring retribution to those who bully the weak, punish those who are corrupt and abuse their power, and destroy the powerful."

Zhang Yuanqing listened in silence, recalling the murals of Shushan Nanyuan in his mind: the lonely building collapsed, burying the young couple, and the little boy turned away, his back lonely...

In fact, the little boy had died since that day, and the one who survived was the lonely Avenger, the King of Evil Eyes.

After a long silence, Zhang Yuanqing said slowly:

"Thank you for telling me your story. I will tell the Five Elements Alliance about your choice. Next time we meet, we will be enemies to the death."

He left behind the black sword wrapped in flames and turned into golden light and left.

The King of Evil Eyes sat in the corridor, motionless, like a sculpture.

Returning to Songhai, Zhang Yuanqing took out the Yata Mirror that had been repaired long ago and summoned his clone.

Zhang Yuanqing threw the Eight-foot Mirror to his clone and said, "Do your own thing!"

The clone took the Yata Mirror and sighed, "I understand."

He immediately turned into starlight and disappeared.

Zhang Yuanqing passed through the barrier of the real world and came to the spiritual realm that was like a galaxy. His eyes turned into golden beams of light, scanning the spiritual world.

Soon, he found the copy that had been hidden by Lingtuo and contained the Merit List.

Before the decisive battle, he wanted to refine the Merit List and control this cause-and-effect item in his hands. It might not be useful. After all, the ability displayed by the Merit List was to wanted spiritual realm travelers with low merit values, and it did not seem to have strong attack power.

But this is a cause-and-effect item after all, and perhaps "wanted" is just one of its abilities.

Zhang Yuanqing took a step forward and came to the copy world.

This is an unopened copy of chaos, with no concept of up, down, or direction. In the chaos, a golden artifact shaped like an unfolded metal scroll is quietly suspended.

It is about thirty meters long and six meters wide, with a pale golden light flowing through it. There are countless tiny words engraved on it, all of which are the ID of the spiritual realm.

Its back is carved with ten golden crows spreading their wings and soaring in the sky, with layers of cloud patterns attached.

A strong, majestic and dignified aura came over him, making Zhang Yuanqing feel extremely familiar and close, as if this was his natal weapon that he had used for many years and had integrated into his blood.

From the two ends of the metal shafts on the Merit List, golden energy lines extend out, probing into the chaos, as if connected to unknown objects.

Instinctively, the origin of the sun emerged behind Zhang Yuanqing's mind and turned into a golden sun disk, from which flew out golden crows burning with golden flames.

Nine golden crows circled around the Merit List for a moment, two of them grabbed a corner each, and one grabbed the upper edge and flapped its wings vigorously.

The Merit List was seen being "pulled" out of the chaos bit by bit, and the golden threads connecting the four corners to the chaos broke one by one.

"call!"

The fully pulled out Merit List ignited with golden flames and assimilated with the Golden Crow.

Zhang Yuanqing raised his hand with great happiness, and the huge list of merits shrank by itself, becoming the size of a tablet computer, lying quietly in his palm.

After waiting for a few seconds, no item attributes emerged, but a piece of "knowledge" flooded into Zhang Yuanqing's mind, allowing him to naturally master the information and functions of the Merit List.

As a cause-and-effect item in the solar realm, the Merit List is a symbol of justice and order, and its basic function is to record "merits".

A person's merits and virtues can be hidden from the whole world, but cannot be hidden from the merit list. Any evil deeds done are known to heaven, earth, and oneself.

“Heaven and earth know” refers to the list of merits and virtues.

The second function is “Gift”.

The Merit List will grant certain blessings to the top ten people in terms of merit, allowing them to be protected by golden light and be immune to all evil. In ancient times, they were called "saints" or "saints achieved through merit."

However, the gifted ability needs the power of the sun's origin to activate. After the Ten-Sun Crow was sealed in the Bronze Sacred Tree by Queen Nuwa, the Merit List became like an electronic product without a power source, and this function was turned off.

The third function is "retribution". The Merit List will punish those evil people who harm those who have merit, or those evil demons whose merit points are too low.

The punishment methods are random. Sometimes it is lightning, sometimes it is mental disorder, sometimes it is disaster, sometimes it is the five signs of decline of heaven, sometimes it is burning by heavenly fire, and so on.

When it comes to cause and effect, punishment cannot be avoided by any means, but it can be prevented.

However, given his status on the Merit List, there are very few forces in the world that can block the punishment. Even if they can, they actually rely on their blood volume to support it.

Anyone who harms the Lord of the Sun and the owner of the Merit List will inevitably be punished.

Holding the Merit List in his hand, Zhang Yuanqing's depressed mood suddenly became high.

"In this way, we can basically avoid the real world from suffering from the 'carnival' of the evil camp. I can make all those with merit values ​​below 60 suffer retribution, and it will not be a problem to wipe out all the low-level spiritual realm practitioners in the evil camp." Zhang Yuanqing was delighted.

Controlling the Merit List is equivalent to controlling the knife hanging over the heads of spiritual realm travelers. Anyone whose moral value does not meet the requirements can be banned.

This is one of the administrator privileges!

Random retribution can also enrich his methods, making it difficult for evil demigods such as the Lord of Stars to defend themselves.

They might be able to rely on their own strengths to forcibly bear the damage of "retribution", but different retributions have different forms of punishment, which are far more effective than burning with the power of the sun.

…

War of the Gods copy.

The Lord of Stars, with a black full moon above his head, bright stars in his left eye and deep darkness in his right eye, opened his inventory and took out a meat capsule made of flesh and blood and covered with red blood vessels.

Then, he looked at Shura, who was three meters tall, had three heads and eight arms, and looked like a pitch-black iron tower.

Shura silently took out a wooden box carved with a Yaksha's face, opened the lid, and poured out a handsome young white man.

This is the owner of the Bacchus Club, the son of Old Mac.

Then, Shura took out a black and red dagger and threw it to the Lord of Stars.

The dagger contains Old Mai's spiritual essence and blood.

Although the evil demigods did not know that the Lord of Stars was the biggest traitor to the lawful camp, the War of the Gods instance was an action that the evil camp had planned in advance.

Therefore, before the demons opened the Sun copy, they prepared offspring and blood. As long as someone died, they would be resurrected using the womb of the Mother Goddess controlled by Shura.

Of course, the prerequisite is that after the death in battle, the demigod items are taken back by the evil camp.

The Star Lord said with regret:

"The demigod item of the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons is in the hands of the Void."

Shura said calmly: "Then he has lost the right to resurrect! Resurrect the God of Wine, that kid will come at any time."

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PS: The typos will be updated first and corrected later.

I would like to recommend a new book by an old author, about the cultivation of longevity. Those who are interested in this subject can take a look.

I went home today and saw my parents whom I hadn't seen for a long time. I guess everyone will have a holiday soon, so I stayed at home to accompany my parents during the New Year. Because of work, I haven't seen them for a year and a half, and they looked much older.

(End of this chapter)