Wandao long distance

Chapter 912 Punishment

The Demon Prince's stubbornness will inevitably attract that great and terrifying existence.

When he thought of this, Mo Hu's heart was filled with fear.

Almost irresistible.

No...just irresistible.

How could two Grade 4 people be able to resist the Heavenly Demon?

The only thing I can pray for is that the demons will not come, for example, they will be suppressed by the Purification Dharma or something.

Maybe this is the only chance of victory?

But it's certainly no use.

Because even if the demon can't come, can he resist the next third-level retrospective?

It's impossible. Even if it's the Demon Prince, if he can stop a third-level casual attack, he has already tried his best. There will be no chance for the second time.

Thinking, a large amount of information was deduced in Mo Hu's mind, which almost made his magic weapon brain burst, but even so, he could not find any chance.

Trembling has spread from the tips of his claws to his whole body.

But the Demon Prince in front of him remained calm. Mo Hu couldn't guess what his master was thinking, but he could only obey.

However, he suddenly realized...

Wait, the light and dust around the master froze.

Everything in the outside world stopped.

Is it expanding space-time? !

Could it be the sky——

This idea had just emerged, before it even took shape. Next to him, a hand made of black flames pinched Mo Hu's chin and gently turned his head to the side.

Next to it, there is an energy body.

It can be considered a humanoid figure, just like that kind of elemental villain. The whole body is made of black and white flames. You can vaguely see the face made of a few light spots, and it seems that you can see a 'smile' in it.

That smile was shuddering.

Mo Hu's whole body stiffened, and even his thinking stopped.

That is the phantom body of the demon.

"Hey, hey, are you still alive? Wake up!" The demon looked very energetic, jumping up and down and waving in front of Mo Hu, then tugged his ears and poked his nose.

After he did this, Mo Hu suddenly woke up, then lowered his head sharply, not even daring to move back.

"Okay, don't be so nervous. Aren't you an object? How can an object be afraid? Is this what Shang Fan created you for?" the demon asked with a smile.

Her tone is gentle and her attitude is friendly, just like an aunt greeting the babies at the entrance of the kindergarten.

She gently stroked Mo Hu's head, which was soft and furry and felt quite good.

Then, it said: "Objects are created by higher intelligences and exist to achieve the purpose of higher intelligences."

"The reason for the creation of objects and the reason for their existence is to achieve the purpose of higher intelligence."

"So the item will not get tired, will not complain, and will obey absolutely."

"Are you a good item?"

When Mo Hu heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he forced himself to calm down: "What your Majesty said is absolutely true. I have neglected my duty."

The demon shook his head and said, "That's wrong."

Then, she continued to answer: "Items will not fail in their duties, because you will not act on your own. If you have problems, it is the user's problem, that is, Shang Fan made a mistake. Ouch... the number of times he has made mistakes in these years There are really too many, I don’t know what’s going on..."

"The little Heavenly Master fought him again, and he actually lost. He was tied with Canghaijun, and tied with the Little Overlord. His path to invincibility was cut off like this. He is really embarrassed." The Demon sighed. He said with a breath.

Mo Hu did not choose to answer.

He could vaguely feel that the devil's state was quite unstable, and even his forms were switching. At this time... he couldn't speak casually to anger the other party.

"Let me tell you." Tianmo raised his head. She grabbed Mo Hu's beard and pulled his head a little bit: "Not speaking is also an attitude."

Then, it continued: "You're kind of anthropomorphizing, you know?"

"Items don't have magical thoughts."

As soon as he said this, Mo Hu kept silent and simply waited for death.

Since you can't resist, then go die. Anyway, you are mentally prepared.

"Look at what you look like. You are clearly an advanced intelligent being that transcends objects. Why do you still have to pretend?" the demon said with a smile.

Then, she immediately changed her tone and sighed as if talking to herself: "But this is only right, this is in line with the appearance of advanced wisdom."

"You have obviously got what you want, but you are still longing for more. The so-called advanced wisdom is this kind of life."

Desire to live.

Desire to move forward.

Desire for more.

When all desire disappears, higher intelligence will die.

Motivation is the reason for the existence of life.

This is true whether it is the motivation to survive or the motivation to move forward.

And these motivations are the breeding ground for demonic thoughts.

It can be said that magic thoughts are almost completely linked to wisdom.

Following the demon's simple words, demonic thoughts began to wrap around Black Tiger's body.

Items will not have magical thoughts.

But the lingering feelings surrounding Black Tiger like black mist——

Mo Hu had never experienced such feelings before, and it was even more difficult for him to understand them.

Although it was an emotion emerging from his heart, even he himself didn't know what it was.

The demon sat on Mo Hu's back. Compared with Mo Hu, who was several meters tall, she was just a child's body at this moment.

He lay down lazily, and she said, "Don't think you know Shang Fan very well."

Then, it turned over: "It has been a long time since he was born, but Shang Fan still shows me a side of him that I don't know from time to time."

"These small changes, if put into words, seem insignificant. They can only be seen in the subtleties. However, they bring me new joy every time."

"So, what are you worried about?" The demon lay on Mo Hu's head, hugged Mo Hu's head, and gently stroked his chin.

Mo Hu closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, without making any answer. At the same time, he blocked his thoughts, completely stopping his mind and entering a state of 'suspended death'.

Either the devil will let him die, since he won't move anyway.

As if sensing this attitude, the demon let out a bored snort.

Immediately afterwards, time began to flow around.

The consciousness of the Demon Prince also noticed the arrival of the Demon.

He picked up his bamboo stick, leaned on his palm, and came to the front of the demon.

"Bullying a piece of jade pendant, the devil is really... leisurely and elegant." The devil prince looked at the devil and said.

Mo Hu immediately opened his eyes, obviously he had sensed a certain degree of

"Really? Then should I bully you?" The demon's body made of black and white flames burned violently, and then transformed into a human form. It was an ordinary human race, looking like a child in his mid-fifties or sixties, whose gender could not be distinguished at all.

She walked over slowly and slowly, and said in a babbling tone: "Shang~Fan~, um, um, have you reflected on it?"

With these baby-like words, the child melted on the spot and hugged the devil prince with his withered arms like a monster: "Do you know what the problem is?"

The Demon Prince looked back and saw only arms and no body.

Humph……

"I have no problem." The Demon Prince replied coldly.

"But you lost." Tianmo reminded.

"I didn't lose." The Demon Prince replied without hesitation.

"If you lose, you lose. The loser will naturally have to go back and rebuild." The demon's voice became gloomy.

"It doesn't matter what you say." The Demon Prince responded matter-of-factly: "Demon, you are not the judge of victory or defeat, so stop pretending."

The conversation between the Demon Prince and the Demon made Mo Hu gradually calm down.

This reminded him of the Demon Prince he once was.

That invincible figure, that perfect back figure that he followed.

The Demon Prince is perfect.

Wisdom, knowledge, mind, will.

Physical body, cultivation, reaction, patience.

There is no weak point, no place to be caught.

As the magic weapon of the Demon Prince, Mo Hu has always felt that the Demon Prince is invincible and full of wisdom, so he naturally feels that he is neither troubled nor depressed.

Of course, this is also true in reality. Anyone who meets him, wouldn’t he think that the Demon Prince is an invincible and wise being?

of course.

However, Mo Hu realized after that that even such a demon prince would still be depressed.

Rather, the smarter the person, the more troubles he has.

The more perfect a person is, the more serious the troubles he will face, because ordinary things cannot cause his troubles at all.

Regarding this point, Li Qi may have the same problem as the Demon Prince. Both geniuses are essentially troubled. Although they appear to be dazzling to outsiders, when you get really close, you can notice how burning thoughts are under the light. It's intense, and if you want to maintain such a torch, the consumption is countless.

That's why Mo Hu panics and worries.

But, looking at it now...

Even though the Demon Prince has an unimaginable burden behind him, he is still the same person.

Don't worry, it's completely unfounded.

And on the demon side...

Hearing the Demon Prince's arrogant answer, loudly proclaiming that the Demon was not the referee, the Demon laughed loudly.

The laughter started out high-pitched, like a child's.

Then it gradually became sweet, as light and pretty as a girl.

Then it became manic, and then transformed into a roar that no living thing should have. It stirred the void and gave birth to countless whirlpools. Countless evil thoughts emerged from the vortexes, and countless twisted and vicious suns were born from the evil thoughts.

It is said to be the sun, but in fact it is a monster that looks like a star. The monster swaggers with its twisted body, splitting the sky, and emitting a dizzying halo like a kaleidoscope.

Eventually, everything subsided.

The devil also regained his composure, but turned into a wandering shadow like a ghost, spinning around the devil prince. While spinning, it said: "But you should know, you are not invincible. I am invincible. What you have done before All the honors you win are actually because I let you win.”

"If you lose, I will make everything happen again until you win."

The Demon Prince interjected at this time: "Except for facing Li Qi, right? So I lost to Li Qi once, because you will not interfere with Li Qi's matters."

"Hmm~, that's about it~, what, are you jealous?" Tianmo asked with a little pride.

"With unrestricted interference with me and no interference with Li Qi at all, are the two of us... playing a game of chess?" asked the Demon Prince.

"I'm sorry, Shang Fan, I can't tell you this." The demon shook his head and said regretfully.

"Not telling me is also an answer." The Demon Prince said in the same tone as the Demon.

"Haha, you kid, are you being naughty?" The demon laughed loudly, and then glanced at the demon prince.

Just one glance.

The Demon Prince immediately tensed up!

The endless storm swept towards his soul!

There was a ringing in his ears, and his heart began to beat up and down, and even his sternum was hit hard by the heart, causing pain in his sternum.

But this was just the beginning. His mind was like being trapped in a huge, hot, short and thick rolling oven that no one could control!

All kinds of terrible evil thoughts began to stir, using those things called 'memories' to mess with his mind.

The Demon Prince kept discovering that he suddenly woke up from bed and found that he had become a religious fanatic.

When he realized this, he woke up again and became a flying saucer fan chasing UFOs.

When he woke up again, he found that he was eating his brother for breakfast.

Absurdity, weirdness, and endless demonic thoughts surround him. As long as he remains 'sane', all of this will spread out endlessly.

With just one glance, the Demon Prince seemed to have spent countless hours.

It was so long that he couldn't see the end, like a dark dome.

And opposite him, something was rising at the end of the world. It was a black ball, and its arc was perfect to the extreme. Now only a part of it protrudes on the straight horizon. That thing is the source of all dreams, and Mo Hu can feel its burning coldness.

Cold, but burning.

Energy flows slowly around, like sunlight shining on a sticky, greasy river.

Mo Hu really wanted to leave here, instead of bumping around like a fragile little doll in this ridiculous toy boat. Floating in the oily river of energy.

It's a pity that he can't do it.

As for the Demon Prince... he suffered a direct impact and broke into pieces.

His spirit and body were shattered.

However, the next moment, a slow aggregation like geological movement made him slowly begin to form a whole.

This is very much like the huge landmasses that were brought together by tectonic plates in prehistoric times.

And... the speed is about the same.

The recovery of the Demon Prince was slow enough to allow the evolution of dinosaurs.

However, after hundreds of millions of years of cohesion, he fell apart again.

Now, as the never-ending giant storms begin to race across the land, he begins the next majestic land merger again.

In the surrounding void, the somber and solemn sound of drums accompanies it, which is the sound of the heartbeat.

After each disaster, the Demon Prince was able to recover, but after each recovery he was not as energetic as before.

The demon speeds up time.

Billions of years of crushing and merging, lasting five times!

(End of this chapter)