Lord Demon, your family let you go home for dinner

The handsome young man stood above the void, his golden eyelashes drooped slightly, and his blue eyes looked down almost indifferently.

The usual smile on the corners of his lips disappeared without a trace at this time, and he even pursed his lips slightly, swearing the master's unpleasant mood.

His white side face should be deep and natural, but now there is a complex black pattern hovering on it, spreading from the forehead to the earlobe. Affected by the pattern, his other eye has become a scarlet color, which looks extraordinarily beautiful. weird.

Samuel looked down at the fragment of the blade in his hand - it belonged to his teacher.

Although they have worked very hard, they only managed to snatch back one or two sporadic pieces.

The ancient bell sounded from the distant sky, carrying a deep meaning, as if reminding something.

"Go."

Countless flames rose slowly from the surface, like candles of hope in the dark night sky, bringing countless light and comfort.

This strange scene attracted the people hiding around. They walked slowly to the street, looked up at the flames rising into the sky, with confusion and a little hope in their hearts-could it be their prayers that moved the gods?

The rising flames gradually gathered to form a huge fire curtain, and the scorching temperature almost distorted the space.

As the flames gathered, the curtain of fire gradually covered the entire pitch-black sky, like hot magma, and like the sun approaching the earth, slowly but with a terrifying temperature that almost destroyed everything.

People stared blankly at the huge curtain of fire, but didn't react for a while.

They didn't come back to their senses until a loud cry of a baby was heard, and they immediately knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to the huge fire curtain to apologize.

All of a sudden, the whole land resounded with the sound of praying and crying.

Samuel looked at it indifferently, without the slightest touch of such a scene, he raised his index finger slightly, and then slowly made a downward movement.

The curtain of fire slowly moved downwards.

The scorching high temperature caused many trees to spontaneously ignite. People could almost smell the burning smell on their bodies, but they dared not move. They could only kneel down and cry.

The animals in the forest fled one after another, making a lot of noise. Some birds wanted to rush out of the fire curtain, but before they got close, they burned up automatically, turning into burning corpses and falling to the ground.

Seeing that the fire curtain was about to descend to the highest mountain peak, there was a sudden chill in the scorching air.

Samuel, who was originally indifferent, slightly hooked his lips, and raised his eyes to look into the distance.

Mixed white and blue ice spread rapidly from a distance, reaching a thickness of ten meters, barely covering the huge curtain of fire.

The icy cold air then spread upwards, and the collision of ice and flames caused a large amount of white mist, which filled the air for a while.

The people kneeling on the ground looked up at the sky, only to see the crystal ice shining almost transparently under the firelight. These slight chills dispelled all the scorching heat in an instant, making people feel the coolness for a long time.

On the upper layer of the ice, the battle between the cold air and the flames continued, more and more white mist overflowed, and the ten-meter-thick layer of ice was also melting rapidly, turning into cold water droplets, which fell from a high altitude. down.

In the end, it almost turned into a torrential rain, fervently watering the land that had been dry for several months.

The cold air was continuously transported, but the flames had no support.Soon, the overwhelming fire disappeared completely.

And the ice layer also melted into an extremely thin layer, which was slowly melting along with the water drops.

In the distance, someone walked slowly on the ice.

The crystal clear ice was obviously very thin, and it was lightly stepped on by the visitor, but there was no trace of cracking. There was a white butterfly flying gently around the person, looking extraordinarily holy.

"I knew you were alive."

The silver hair was tied high, and he looked extraordinarily neat and handsome. The young man was wearing a silver mask, from which he could only see his pale gold eyes and slightly pursed lips. Those eyes were full of cold frost and snow, making him People just feel cold when they see it.

In his hand was a sword engraved with two blue birds, which looked extraordinarily sharp under the reflection of the frost.

"You came here specifically to find me?"

"kill you."

"You can kill me after the world is destroyed, not now."

"Try."

Countless huge and sharp ice blades suddenly appeared in the void, rushing towards the blond young man with a cold killing intent. The ice blades in all directions quickly surrounded the man in the center, forming a huge sphere.

The biting killing intent stopped half a meter away from the young man.Soon, it was melted into magma by the frighteningly hot temperature, and slowly fell on the ice layer, melting most of the ice layer.

There was no surprise in Cheryl's eyes, the sword in his hand was emitting a faint cyan light, and when he listened carefully, he could still hear the blue bird chirping from the blade of the sword because of the turbulent fighting spirit.

More white ice blades emerged in the void, piercing towards the opponent like thousands of arrows.

At the same time, Cheryl also rushed forward under the cover of thousands of ice blades, his silver hair flying up, complementing the large expanses of white.

The cyan sword energy pierced the opponent's neck, but there was no sound of pricking the skin as expected. The opponent's figure turned into foam and disappeared into the air.

Cheryl stared - it was a phantom!

The white ice blades all over the sky were melted by the scorching heat, and the vast mist almost filled the entire void.

"I came here with the purpose of killing you. If you value me enough, you should take out your sword and fight me with a real sword."

There was still a white mist all around, and no sound could be heard.

An arrow pierced through the air, with a dark purple glow on the tip of the arrow, obviously poisonous.

Cheryl flashed sideways, looking down at the direction the arrow came from.

A thin middle-aged man was holding a bow in his hand. The second arrow had already been fully charged, and the tip of the arrow pointed in Cheryl's direction.

"Your magic is ice!! You are the devil king!!!"

Cheryl looked at him, and before he could speak, the second arrow shot over immediately.

An ice shield appeared in front of him, blocking the poisonous arrow.

The people kneeling on the ground stood up at some point, and they looked in Cheryl's direction with almost real hatred and fear in their eyes.

"It's him!! Nobody uses ice except him!!"

"Get out!! Go to hell!!"

"It's because of you! God will punish us!!"

"Why does he still have the face to show up?!! ​​If we die early, we won't have to suffer!!"

"kill him!!"

The frail woman tremblingly picked up the stones and dirt on the ground, and threw them at the young man in the air with all her strength.

The thin men picked up the weapons in their hands and tried every means to throw them, only thinking of hurting the Demon King.

Leaning on crutches, the old man spat viciously in his direction.

Cheryl stood in the void, just quietly watching the crowd.

A wind blade suddenly broke through the ice.

There was a tingling pain on the cheek, and red blood slowly flowed down the delicate skin.

The blood made people even crazier. They screamed excitedly and cursed frantically, only then did they realize that they could use magic, and formed magic circles one after another to attack the youth.

The anger that had been suppressed for several months had a breakthrough, and the suffering people went crazy.

Cheryl raised his hand slightly, and stroked the wound on his cheek. The flowing blood was frozen, and the wound stopped bleeding, but the bloodstain remained on his face, and he felt a tingling sensation from time to time.

The silver-haired young man turned his eyes slightly, and precisely locked on the girl hiding in the crowd staring at him.

The girl looked embarrassed, with a blue magic imprint on her hand, obviously the one who cut Cheryl with the wind blade.

Cheryl's expression was indifferent, and he just raised his hand slightly, and countless ice blades pierced through the air, easily scratching the girl's entire cheek, which looked bloody and terrifying.

The girl knelt on the ground and screamed in pain.

The crowded crowd was taken aback by this action, and they all avoided, completely exposing the girl's location.

She was in so much pain that tears flowed out, but the tears passing across the injured skin only brought more pain, which forced her to roll on the muddy ground, trembling and asking for help from those around her.

People avoid them like snakes and scorpions, not even daring to get close to them.

Someone yelled angrily at the youth in the air.

"The devil who kills without blinking an eye!!"

"It's so cruel, it deserves to be hacked to pieces!!"

"Scum who caress about human life! Why are you still alive?!!"

They yelled loudly, but no one reached out to help the girl.

Cheryl turned his eyes indifferently, without any emotion on his face.

Those who yelled the loudest had their throats pierced by the ice blade in an instant, and blood sprayed out.

They opened their eyes in astonishment, as if they didn't understand how they died, they fell straight down.

The blood gradually calmed down the crazy crowd. They stared in the direction of the sky blankly with fear on their faces.

The silver-haired youth just glanced at them quietly, and said two words lightly.

"nausea."

The voice was like an ice blade soaked in cold air, and it sounded particularly frightening.Everyone was shocked by the voice, and they didn't dare to say another word, they just looked at him with fearful and resentful eyes.

"look……"

Warm fingertips caressed the wound on the young man's cheek, with a hint of pity.

"This is the world you are trying to save."

"This is the world you're desperately trying to save?"

"Then what can I do?"

"They all asked me to save them, what else can I do?"

The silver-haired youth raised the sword in his hand.

The white mist melted by the flames froze again, and every tiny drop of water turned into frost, which was manipulated by the master to form a huge dragon.

The white dragon was majestic, and wherever it went, the air was so cold that it was hard to breathe. It roared, exhaled a cold snort, floated in mid-air, and looked at the blond youth coldly.

"I rescued you in the castle 300 years ago and took you in as an apprentice. I think I treat you kindly."

Samuel stood where he was, looking at his teacher quietly.

"Why do you imprison me and torture me every day after 300 years?"

"Samuel, I want to kill you more now than to save the world. Since you like me so much, then grant my wish."

"Okay."

With a roar, the dragon swooped down suddenly, creating a violent gust of wind.Countless tiny ice needles also swooped down, carrying a surging killing intent.

Samuel slid back quickly. He carefully looked at his teacher's lips and pale golden eyes, wondering what was going on in his mind.

The wind lifted his hair and blurred his eyebrows, making it difficult for people to see the emotions in his eyes.

The blond-haired young man slowly stopped backing away, opened his arms, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

He said, "Okay."

The cyan sword pierced the blond youth's heart, and the dark red blood dripped down the sword tip, rendering gorgeous red flowers on the ice layer, which were frozen by the cold frost.

Samuel hugged each other lightly with his arms, slightly lowered his head, and his golden hair hung down, covering his eyebrows and eyes.His lips lightly touched the hair of the person in his arms, as if kissing him lightly.

The high bunch of silver hair fell down at some point, slender and smooth, Cheryl's face was pressed by the opponent's chest, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly.

The last night finally dissipated, and the golden dawn appeared in the distance, breaking through the layers of dark clouds and falling on the earth, which seemed to be the coming of hope.

"Promise me. You must... destroy the world..."

Cheryl drew out the sword in his hand without hesitation, stretched out his hand and pushed the person in front of him away.

Because of the force, Samuel fell back uncontrollably, and the red blood was illuminated by the light of the morning sun like the most beautiful ruby ​​in the world.The breeze raised the corners of his clothes and brushed his eyebrows.

"I will think about it."

Samuel slowly closed his eyes, and fell into a sheet of frost.