Morning Star

Chapter 120 Lord Demon

The light blue gas floating around him and the demonic energy in the cave quickly rushed into his body.

The body has reached its limit, but the two forces are still rushing into the body.

At this moment, the evil energy in his body seemed to sense something and suddenly became active, crashing into the remaining five seals again.

At the same time, the demonic energy, the mysterious blue power, and the power of the five seals collided in his body. Coupled with the fact that his body had reached its limit, a sharp pain spread throughout his body, as if his body and soul were torn apart. His face suddenly turned pale, like someone who was about to die.

The hands holding the sword platform were trembling as they were clenched tightly, the knuckles turned white and the veins bulged.

He staggered and fell to the ground, curled up on the ground with his trembling body, clenched his teeth and made no sound. His forehead was covered with cold sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

The evil energy around him continued to rush into his body.

The scene before my eyes became increasingly blurry, and finally became pitch black.

But the next moment, the light began to brighten again, but the view was occupied by the heavy snow flying in the air.

It seemed like another world here. There was a foggy sky above, and an ice surface below that reflected the sky as if it had merged with the sky. There was also heavy snow that seemed to be falling from the sky or rising from the ice surface.

As time passed, the snow fell heavier and heavier, making the world chaotic and unable to tell where the sky was and where the earth was.

At this moment, time seemed to stop suddenly. The snowflakes that were flying in this world before stopped in mid-air, and the shape of each snowflake could almost be seen clearly.

This situation lasted for nearly half a quarter of an hour, and then the snowflakes in the air seemed to be pulled together quickly. First, there was a thumb-sized white dot, which gradually grew larger and larger, and turned into a fist-sized snowball, a washbasin-sized snowball, and a bathtub-sized snowball.

Finally, it stopped at a white snowball as big as a bathtub. But the snowball did not stop changing, it began to become transparent. A white object could be vaguely seen curled up inside.

The ball became more and more transparent, and the object inside it gradually became clear. It turned out to be a young man curled up. His whole body was snow-white, even the hair on his body was snow-white.

"Clap!"

A crisp cracking sound suddenly rang out. It was the sound of the ice ball cracking.

Pieces of transparent film broke apart, but did not fall to the ground. Instead, they floated in the air with him as the center.

He curled up in a small half-shell of ice, his eyebrows and eyelashes were spotlessly white.

His long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. His pupils were almost transparent, but when he looked again, it seemed as if there were endless stars in them.

He moved his body and sat up, the three thousand white hairs on his body slid from his smooth skin to the ice shell below him. A pair of eyes filled with stars looked at this snow-white world in ignorance.

He was extremely beautiful, and it was hard to tell whether he was male or female. It seemed that his beautiful face was influenced by this place, which made him look a little cold.

And just like his androgynous appearance, his body is also genderless.

At this moment, the ice fragments floating around him were like a mother hugging her child, emitting light, floating gently onto his body and slowly forming a white robe.

He lowered his head and raised his hands, looking at the clothes in confusion. He waved his hand and the wide hem of the clothes floated in the air.

Without paying too much attention, he stood up and flew down from the ice like a bird. His snow-white bare feet landed on the ice, and his tall and straight figure was reflected under the ice.

He looked down at the person reflected on the ice, tilted his head, waved his hand, squatted down and reached out to touch, only to find that it was himself.

At the same time, the surrounding snowflakes and the remaining ice shell merged into his body.

He stood up and looked at these changes in confusion, but did not pay too much attention to them. Instead, he looked at himself on the ice, raised his bare foot and took a tentative step forward.

When the white feet land on the ice, it is like stepping on normal ground without any slipping.

He observed for a while and then stopped observing and walked forward aimlessly.

After walking for a long time, the scene around him was the same, as if he had just been marking time, but he was indeed moving forward.

He also noticed this and stopped. Then he raised his hand and waved it in the air. Thousands of palm-sized round ice flakes appeared in front of him. Various changing scenes appeared in the ice flakes.

War, fighting, madness, shouting, asking for help, death, blood...

Every piece is in chaos, every piece is filled with pain and despair.

His expression, which had always been calm, finally changed. His frown showed that he didn't like it.

Just as he was about to raise his hand to wave it away, a cry reached his ears.

He stopped what he was doing and looked up. It turned out to be a newborn baby crying.

He looked at the images again with curiosity, and this time he saw the emergence of new life from the despair.

Human babies are born, animal cubs are born, buds break through the soil, flowers bloom...

At this moment, he seemed to see his own birth and seemed to understand something.

He looked at these scenes for a long time, and finally one day he flew towards one of the most chaotic ice fragments.

The ice flakes were like a portal, bringing him to this world.

The picture flickered, and it seemed like a very long time had passed.

A young man in a white brocade robe, with an androgynous appearance, stood facing the wind on the flat and wide stone floor, surrounded by palaces and buildings.

Now the boy's three thousand white hairs have turned into three thousand black hairs, and his eyebrows and eyelashes have turned into normal black. His eyes are as red as if stained with blood, but the stars are still there.

He has changed a lot, as if he has become more humane and also as if he has seen through the mundane world.

He stood there for a long time without moving. If the breeze had not lifted his clothes and hair, one would have thought he was a lifelike statue.

Occasionally, people passing by would bow to him and shout the words "Lord Demon".

Suddenly, a girl wearing silver armor and holding a silver spear fell from the sky.

She had a lively smile on her face, as bright as the spring sun.

Without saying a word, the girl swung her spear at the boy.

The boy disappeared in a flash and reappeared standing on the other side of the girl.

"Why are you hiding? Come and fight me." The girl puffed her cheeks in dissatisfaction and pointed the silver spear at him.

He looked at her calmly: "You can't beat me."

The girl held her neck high and said, "I will fight even if I can't win."

"watch out."

As she finished speaking, she swung her spear towards the boy.

The young man sighed, raised his hand and created a barrier to prevent the surrounding objects from being accidentally hurt by her, and then fought with her helplessly.

The two of them were fighting fiercely, no, it should be said that the girl was fighting fiercely alone, because the boy was always calm and composed.

After an unknown amount of time of fighting, the girl was so exhausted that she lay on the ground with her arms and legs spread out, her chest heaving and her forehead covered in sweat.