The Demon Lord calmly gazed at him for a very long time, then he suddenly laughed.
The gums revealed in his smile and his pale face made Chen Changsheng think of the words' snow white and blood red '.
In the end, the Demon Lord gave no explanation, only saying, "You only need to know that I was born and raised on this continent."
Chen Changsheng recalled the words Wang Zhice had written in his notebook.
'Position is relative. '
The Demon Lord's meaning was clear. Since he was from this side, he was not from that side.
This sounded like nonsense, but in fact, it was the most important statement.
Chen Changsheng saw endless ambition and almost divine callousness in the Demon Lord's eyes. He saw calm and indifference, but he saw no lies.
He was quiet for a while, then said, "I have some thoughts about the Sacred Light Continent."
A hint of admiration flashed through the depths of the Demon Lord's eyes, but it quickly transformed into a chill.
He understood Chen Changsheng's meaning, because he also had his own thoughts on this matter.
It was precisely because of this that he was even more wary of Chen Changsheng.
Whether it was Shang Xingzhou, the White Emperor couple, Black Robe, or the Demon Commander, no matter how cunning and farsighted they were, the Demon Lord did not particularly care.
He was still young and had plenty of time to grow. Moreover, it was precisely because he was young that he possessed many of the qualities that those elders had lost.
But now, he was facing the similarly young Chen Changsheng, and he could also see those qualities on his opponent's body. This made him feel rather uneasy.
But now was not the time for them to meet to the death, because this conversation was not over. It could even be said that it had only just begun.
If, in the end, Chen Changsheng still could not give him an answer that satisfied him, they would discuss it again.
"Have you ever considered joining hands with me to do some things?"
The Demon Lord used a very casual tone to raise the truly important question of the day.
Chen Changsheng did not think for very long before giving his answer. "The hatred between the two sides is too deep. No one has the right to negotiate peace, not even the thought of it."
The Demon Lord shook his head. "People like Tang Second naturally do not have the right, because they are subjects. As long as they have this thought, they will be disloyal. But we are different, because we are sovereigns. We are the guides that lead our people forward, so we naturally have the right to choose our path."
As he watched the snowflakes that instantly melted on the teapot, Chen Changsheng recalled the conversation he had not long ago in the Tang clan's old estate in Wenshui City.
The snow that day was also quite heavy, and they talked about the same topic. It was not particularly silent, but it was bone-chilling cold.
What would the future of the continent look like? What kind of relationship should the three races have? Countless sages and sages had thought of these questions.
Although the answer was a little difficult to say, it didn't need to be said. Everyone knew that it should be peace.
But in the Tang clan's old estate in Wenshui City, the Tang Old Master had said a few words that indicated that this was, at least for now, impossible.
In the hundreds of years that he could see, it was impossible.
Chen Chang Sheng thought of the siege of Luoyang and said, "Demons eat humans."
The Demon Lord looked into his eyes and said, "I won't eat."
Chen Chang Sheng said, "Hatred won't disappear because of this. Your people won't forget what happened in the Northern Expedition just because I didn't slaughter your tribe."
The Demon Lord replied, "The Demi-human race can forget the hatred of the past, so why can't the Human race? After all, it's just a matter of time. "
Chen Chang Sheng said, "Perhaps after many years, the Human race really will be able to forget the hatred of the past, but it's very difficult right now. Not even I can do it."
The Demon Lord arched his brows. "You didn't experience my race's invasion of the south, and you lived in the era when the Human race was the most glorious. I don't understand where your hatred comes from."
"I've read many books, and many stories of the past are recorded in these books. I have the deepest memory of one of these stories."
Chen Chang Sheng thought of the history of the previous dynasty he had read in the library of the Orthodox Academy. After a moment of silence, he continued, "When the demons invaded the south, their momentum was like a raging fire. The Human race coincided with internal strife and was powerless to resist. The Divine General Li of the previous dynasty led three thousand elite cavalry to defend Snowhold Pass. Isolated and helpless, he managed to hold on for a year, until Chen Xuanba appeared."
The Demon Lord narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashing through them.
There was no one on the continent who did not know of this famous defense of the city, and it had given rise to a massive controversy that was still debated to this day. Even the debaters of Xuelao City would often bring up this matter to discuss. Just what did Chen Chang Sheng mean by suddenly bringing it up?
"It was not a defense, but a defense to the death …"
Chen Chang Sheng picked up the teapot on the stove and poured himself a cup of tea.
Then, he looked at the snowflakes that fell into the teacup and melted, remaining silent for a very long time.
In the past, Snowhold Pass might have been covered in such cold snow every day. Would those soldiers and commoners have had a cup of hot tea to drink?
Naturally not, because there was no more food and the barks of the trees had been stripped bare. It was even worse than the siege of Luoyang.
When Chen Xuanba led his cavalry to drive away the demon wolf cavalry and entered Snowhold Pass, he saw a scene from hell on earth.
Of the three thousand elite cavalry, fourteen hundred had survived, but many of the commoners, women and children, had died, and it was said that many had been eaten.
The person who had beheaded his concubine and distributed her flesh to the soldiers was Li Xun, who had always been famed for his benevolence.
This matter had given rise to a massive controversy. Even now, a thousand years later, it was still being discussed.
Those people back then probably did not know whether they had done the right thing or not, right?
Snowhold Pass had to be defended, or else the demon wolf cavalry would be able to march straight in and threaten the heart of the Human race.
Tianliang County would no longer have any chance to breathe, and the Human race would not be able to hold on until the turning point.
But was this the right thing to do?
Even the scholar who most hated the demons, even Chen Xuanba who most loved and respected Li Xun, could only remain silent on this question.
But the majority of the people involved no longer needed to know the answer.
When the siege of Snowhold Pass was broken, Li Xun committed suicide on the spot. From the deputy general to the lowest soldier, the thousand-some soldiers had died on the battlefield.
Chen Changsheng said to the Demon Lord, "I do not know how to evaluate them. The demons ate people, and they also ate people, and they ate their own kind, but what if they had not been able to defend Snowhold Pass? You would have eaten even more people. "
The Demon Lord asked, "So you hate my Divine race so much?"
"I did not make it clear before. This is not hate."
Chen Changsheng fell quiet for a while, then continued, "I just want to strive so that such a tragedy will never again occur in the Human race, so that there will never be a need to evaluate such a thing again."
The meaning of his words was crystal clear.
If such a tragedy that was difficult to evaluate would occur in future history, he hoped that it would occur on the side of the demons, not the side of the humans. (To be continued.)
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