Wang Lu really felt that it was an eye-opener.
It was not uncommon for the dead to come back to life, but it was rare for a corpse that had been dead for two thousand years to be awakened by a roar … What's more, it was awakened by the roar, and it was a demon that should have been sleeping forever. This was simply resurrection from the dead.
Enasi, as the magical ability of the Howling Clan, was indeed not a trivial matter.
However, Wang Lu was more interested in what happened next.
On the corpse mountain, no one knew whether it was a coincidence or some other reason, but a corpse responded to Enasi's call and Resuscitation from its sleep. Resuscitation of a single person did not have any effect on the new demon realm. The rest of the corpses were still in a long sleep. On the corpse mountain, this upright corpse seemed abnormally conspicuous.
Enasi noticed its Resuscitation, and it immediately floated over and came to the front of the corpse.
"Sure enough, someone is still alive! You, quickly tell me what happened to the demon realm!? "
At this time, Enasi didn't even care about the existence of its master. And Wang Lu didn't mind. He just strolled to the corpse mountain and came to the side of the corpse.
Under such circumstances, it was really incredible that someone could resurrect the dead … This corpse must be a great person when it was alive. However, it could be seen that this was only the final radiance of the setting sun, because after leaving the corpse mountain dream, this tall corpse was rotting at an alarming rate.
However, before it completely rotted, it still had the ability to speak.
"Demon realm?"
The consciousness of the corpse that was just Resuscitation was still a little fuzzy. After a while, it sighed faintly, "The demon realm no longer exists."
Hearing this, Enasi finally gave up its fantasy, and its whole body became sluggish.
Seeing that there was no other problem, the corpse that was awakened was ready to fall back to sleep. However, Enasi suddenly asked, "Did we lose?"
"Yes." The corpse replied calmly.
"I see …" Enasi's voice was bitter. He only had his mouth left, and he didn't even have eyes. Naturally, there was no tearful scene, but the pain in his voice was empathizing.
"Did we resist until the last moment? Even though we've lost, we're still glorious warriors, aren't we? "
Hearing this question, the corpse hesitated for a moment before replying, "We didn't resist to the end because it was too unwise."
Enasi was stunned when he heard that.
He couldn't believe what he had just heard.
"You're saying … we didn't resist to the end? Because it's unwise? What do you mean by that? "
The corpse briefly explained the cataclysm that happened two thousand years ago, and then concluded, "In short, in the face of the crisis of the entire Demon World, there is no point in showing off one's courage. So in the end, we created a dream together and built a new kingdom in the dream. "
"Ridiculous! Ridiculous! This is utterly ridiculous!"
Enasi angrily interrupted him: "What do you mean by the courage of an ordinary man is meaningless!? What did he mean by resisting to the end was unwise?! Such words are simply a disgrace to the fiend race! "
"This is the consensus of all of us." However, the corpse was very calm. "When there is a chance of victory, fighting bravely is worth advocating. But if you have no chance of winning at all, you should choose to give up wisely. "
"Then hide in your dreams and be a coward for the rest of your life!? You … What the hell are you? You are definitely not the fiend race, because I don't believe that my descendants will become such trash! In the past, even if we faced an opponent that was impossible to defeat, we still held our heads high until the last moment! Because that is the attitude that the fiend race should have! "
The corpse was somewhat puzzled. "But that's not rational."
"Rational? That's a toy that humans are interested in. The fiend race never needs any rationality! What we need is honor and dignity! "
Enasi kept roaring, and because of its hoarse voice, it kept spitting out blood from its mouth.
But it didn't intend to stop at all.
"You … Who made the decision? Who dares to lead the fiend race into such a humiliating path? Let him come out to see me. "
The resurrected corpse was obviously a little embarrassed and stood motionless in the same place.
"Call your leader out to see me!"
While roaring, Enasi began to spit out blood. Obviously, its power didn't allow it to be so violent, but it was also obvious that it didn't care about its own life and death.
In the end, until Enasi's strength was exhausted and it fell to the ground unwillingly, the corpse mountain's leader didn't appear. Even the corpse that was awakened by the roar turned into ashes under the collapse of the law, leaving no useful clues.
Enasi was lying on the ground, dying, but its mouth was still murmuring.
"I … don't believe, I don't believe that this is the end. Hiding in the dream to continue the civilization? That's a joke … Master, tell me, this is not the end! "
Wang Lu sighed softly. "Of course, this is not the end. Everything has just begun."
"Is that so? Then I'm relieved … We, the fiend race, should not be so cowardly."
After saying that, the noisy howling race finally fell silent.
And Wang Lu fell into a long silence.
Previously, letting Enasi out was purely a matter of convenience. He didn't think too much about it, but after Enasi finished its roar, Wang Lu had a doubt in his mind.
Two thousand years ago, facing the crisis of life and death, the fiend race chose to hide in the dream … It was a good move, but now it seemed that there were indeed many things that couldn't be explained.
Wang Lu didn't dare to say that he had a deep understanding of the fiend race, but from the records of the two Great Wars of Immortals and Demons, at least one thing was clear — the fiend race was a particularly unyielding creature. Even the relatively cunning and changeable races were no exception. So, in the face of the collapse of the Demon Realm, these creatures who would rather die than fight actually "wisely" chose not to fight?
From a human's point of view, hiding in the dream was understandable, but Enasi's roar before its death made Wang Lu more aware that he couldn't measure the behavior of the fiend race by human standards.
From the perspective of the fiend race, in the face of a desperate situation, the normal choice should be to fight to the end until death. As for turning over and hiding in the dream, it was really not in line with their aesthetics. Of course, among the hundreds of millions of fiend race creatures, it was inevitable that there would be a few exceptions. However, the towering mountain of corpses in front of him was obviously the path that the vast majority of the hundreds of millions of fiend race creatures chose. This … was indeed a bit abnormal.
After realizing the problem, Wang Lu fell into a deeper contradiction.
As a professional adventurer, it was impossible for him to turn a blind eye to an important branch in front of him. However, at this time, he didn't want to complicate the issue, especially this branch, which was a bit too difficult for him at present.
He had just been promoted to Daoist Master King Pill, so he couldn't bear the responsibility of finding the truth of the world …
Wang Lu paced back and forth on the mountain of corpses. After hesitating for a long time, he still couldn't make a decision. This was really rare for Wang Lu, who had always been decisive.
In Spirit Sword Mountain, he wouldn't even blink an eye if he took the initiative to report his Master's evil deeds to the Sect Leader. But now … it was really difficult to make a choice.
"... Originally, I just wanted to call for a bed, I didn't intend to go deep into it."
Finally, Wang Lu looked up and sighed. Then, the Sword of Mount Kun drilled out of his palm and waved it twice in the air. Sword qi crisscrossed and bombarded the mountain of corpses, but it only aroused layers of ripples.
This mountain of corpses that had existed for two thousand years had evolved into a very high-level magical treasure, which was impervious to all kinds of evil and invulnerable to all kinds of methods. With Wang Lu's current cultivation base, he could hardly shake it. Moreover, after the collapse of the Eternal Tree, the effect of the demon jade was also greatly reduced, and the only thing that could resonate with it was the howling race that died of exhaustion … Wang Lu really didn't want to take the risk.
However, what was the old saying? Do you want to be a coward for a lifetime, or do you want to be a hero, even if it only lasts for a few seconds?
Although Wang Lu didn't think that a person who could only last for a few seconds was qualified to be called a hero, but … in the face of such a big mystery, he could not suppress his desire to explore.
With a strong curiosity, Wang Lu pointed the tip of the sword downward. The primal chaos heaven splitting sword qi condensed into a point, but it didn't shoot out. Instead, it continued to surge, making the sword qi sharper. Then, Wang Lu gently inserted the tip of the sword into the gap between several corpses that were almost glued together.
The long-awaited sword strike broke the gap between the corpses without any suspense. Then, the Sword of Mount Kun forcefully flicked it, and with the all-conquering sharpness of the heaven splitting sword qi, it opened a gap in the mountain of corpses.
At the same time, an earth-shattering shock force came from the mountain of corpses. Wang Lu hastily took out the demon jade and put it in front of him. This once supreme treasure of the Demon Realm still played some role, offsetting the shock force of the mountain of corpses. And Wang Lu took this opportunity to go deeper and completely drilled into the mountain of corpses.
He wanted to find a person in the mountain of corpses, a guide who had led hundreds of millions of demons on the wrong path, the great demon king who had ruled the Demon Realm for two thousand years!
After the conversation between Enasi and the demon's soul, Wang Lu already had too many riddles waiting to be solved. And the corpse of the Demon King from two thousand years ago was the first step for Wang Lu to solve the riddle … Just now, while walking, he had already detected the location of the Demon King's corpse.
Right in the center of the mountain of corpses, surrounded by hundreds of millions of demons, like stars surrounding the moon … That was the burial place of the Demon King. This mountain of corpses was like a mausoleum made of corpses.
Among the hundreds of millions of demons, only the Demon King had a burial place. This was also a doubtful point.
Moving forward in the mountain of corpses was difficult. Even with the protection of the demon jade, Wang Lu still had to face all kinds of visions … After all, this was the Demon King's mausoleum that was far more terrifying than any tomb in the world. Hundreds of millions of creatures were buried together with him. Merely the resentment and hatred of those buried together could form a raging black tide in the Demon Realm!
In Nine Regions, there was often a legend about the ghost blowing out the lamp among tomb robbers. Wang Lu laughed at himself as he walked. If there were ghosts in this mountain of corpses, it would not just be the wandering ghosts, but … the ghost tide? Would that be the ghost's lamp?
Fortunately, that scene that was not suitable for children did not happen. Under the protection of the demon jade, Wang Lu, relying on his Non-Phase Sword Defense, opened a path.
He finally saw the coffin of the Demon King.
The Demon King was indeed worthy of being called the Demon King. The treatment he received was far different from the others. At the core of the mountain of corpses, the Demon King had an independent room. Thousands of tall and burly demons carried him on their backs. Their backs formed the flat floor, walls, and roof. On the four walls, poems and essays were engraved to the Demon King.
Based on his understanding of the demon race's characters, Wang Lu could see that the last Demon King of the demon race had established a good achievement in just a few decades. Therefore, he also enjoyed a very high prestige in the demon world. Even his words carried enormous weight, which was why he could make hundreds of millions of demons follow him.
At the same time, there was also a portrait of the Demon King on one of the walls. He could vaguely see that it was Lan's kindred. He had a red face and fangs, and a long tail swayed behind him. It was just that, compared to Lan, this Demon King was thin and small. Only his pair of hourglass-like pupils showed that he was different.
Looking at this portrait, Wang Lu was a bit lost in thought. But soon, he shook his head and no longer paid attention to it.
The inside of this mountain of corpses was not a place to stay for a long time, and there was no need to look at the remains of the dead. The key problem was...
Wang Lu took a few steps forward, reached out his hand, grabbed the cover of the Demon King's coffin, and then forcefully opened it.
Inside, it was empty.
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