Raising the Demon

Chapter 490 Grab My Fate
Dead air filled the air, wrapping Zi Baifeng tightly.

There was no trace of aura around him, Zi Baifeng's aura of cultivating monsters could only spread three feet away, and the domain he was proud of couldn't even feel anything in this dead aura.

Fortunately, he can still use cards, and directly recruited a golden sword.

At this time, a weapon close to his body can give him more sense of security than anything else.

In the darkness, there seemed to be something peeping. Just as Zi Baifeng came out, that thing found him. Fortunately, he underestimated Zi Baifeng and did not hide his whereabouts. When he was a foot away, Zi Baifeng's domain finally disappeared. Played a role, sensing his presence.

The fighting methods of these demons are quite strange, and their strength is also very strong, but before they were transformed, they were just ordinary people after all. Zi Baifeng had fought for a long time. Within the sword, Zi Baifeng beheaded and sent this person flying.

But his blood also corroded the golden sword in Zi Baifeng's hand, Zi Baifeng flicked the blood, and the golden sword broke.

"Although I have used up all the cards, at least I still have the golden sword." Zi Baifeng smiled wryly.

He drew it casually, and another golden sword was stuck in his hand, which turned into a weapon.

Now the number of golden sword monsters in his deck has accounted for more than one-third, and the time for each shuffling is getting longer and longer.

"In any case, when I go back this time, I will find a way to standardize the 'cards'. If this continues, the cards will become a burden." Zi Baifeng said to himself.

Then he felt a little embarrassed. He was like the frigid bird in the legend. In fact, he would think about ways to sort out his own strength and find a way and path that suits him, but he was always delayed by various things. Yes, every time he needed to use a certain card but couldn't wash it out, he would swear like this, but in a blink of an eye, he was busy with other things.

If he sorted out his strength earlier, he wouldn't be as embarrassed as he is now.

Zi Baifeng said to himself.

……

In any case, you have to sort out your own strength.

When Zi Baifeng was bruised all over his body and fell to the ground, he said this to himself again.

The continuous release of the power of Raising the Demon Art made his spiritual energy consume extremely fast, and the space around him was being compressed and gradually shrunk until it almost disappeared in the end.

His domain is also gradually losing its sensitivity, and his consciousness is even a little blurred.

In the dark dead air, Mo Kun, the leader of the demons, led three or four demons to look at Zi Baifeng tens of meters away.

"This man is really difficult to deal with." A demon was terrified, and a deep scar on his face proved this point.

"Even the master dare not be careless about the opponent, how can you take it easy?" Mo Kun said coldly.

"But it looks like he's finally dying, so I'll deal with him." Scarface said.

"Wait a minute, the trapped beast is still fighting. I'm afraid he still has the strength to resist. Anyway, he can't fight anymore now. We just need to wait for him to be corroded by the devilish energy." Mo Kun said.

They occupy the advantage of the home field. For Zi Baifeng, the dark space where you can't see your fingers, but for them, it is no different from other places.

"Then I'll go and kill that kid who was dragging the jade box just now." Scarface turned around and was about to leave.

"Stop!" Mo Kun dodged and stood in front of Scarface, "What made you dare to violate my taboo?"

"I..." Scarface stifled, subconsciously took two steps back, and said, "I'm sorry, I...I forgot...but he..."

"No, but, our demons can't fight among themselves, no matter what camp he chooses, they are all our compatriots." Mo Kun said coldly, "Next time if you do it again, don't blame me for being merciless!"

"Yes..." Scarface said in a low voice, "But if we let those monks get the jade, won't we be in more trouble?"

"So what if we get the jade? Can they still escape? When we finish this person, the master will have his hands free, and the master will decide how to deal with them. Let them live now."

After sinking the Silver Wing Sunbreaker, the magic doctor hurried back. Mo Kun knew that the magic doctor was preparing for a big event.

Before the magic doctor left, he just told them to watch over Zi Baifeng and the others and not let them make any changes, but Mo Kun had other thoughts.Although he submits to the magic doctor, he is obviously not the kind of person who completely obeys the magic doctor's order and disregards others.

Mo Kun looked at Zi Baifeng from a distance, watching the spiritual energy outside his body gradually disappear, and finally the dead energy completely enveloped him.

Scarface looked impatient, and walked around a little anxiously. He was not Mo Kun, so naturally he didn't know what Mo Kun was thinking.

These demons, after being transformed into demons at first, were all screaming and grief-stricken, and turned into another kind of existence to themselves, ugly and painful like monsters.

Among all the people, Mo Kun was the fastest to accept his own identity, and also the fastest to accept the magic book bestowed by the magic doctor, and cultivate the magic energy.

And the magic doctor also made it clear at the beginning that they became demons, but it was a phenomenon under extremely special circumstances, and it was basically impossible to transform back.And if you practice the magic tome, it is even more impossible to transform back, and you will completely become a demon.

At this time, it is a brand new race, which has nothing to do with the original identity.

And Mo Kun was also the first among these people to get rid of the entanglement with his original identity, and wholeheartedly regarded himself as a demon instead of a human being.Others more or less imagined that one day they would be able to return to their human identity, but Mokun was different. From that day on, what he talked about was righteousness to his own race.

Seeing Scarface going further and further away, a demon man beside Mo Kun said: "That idiot won't do bad things."

Now the two demons around Mokun are his real confidantes, and they have the same goal.

"Forgive him for not daring." Mo Kun snorted, and continued to look at Zi Baifeng. The man lowered his voice and said, "Boss, do you really think that he will also transform into my demon clan?"

"I also know that this possibility is too low, but my family must not always be enslaved by the magic doctor. The magic doctor is not my family. He only uses my family and will not really support our family. If this lord If it really transforms into my clan, there will be masters in my clan who can fight against magic doctors."

"A master against the magic doctor?" Hearing what Mo Kun said, he was skeptical, how powerful the magic doctor is, how could this person fight against the magic doctor?
"But the magic doctor didn't say that the opportunity to create my family is rare, and not everyone can experience it."

"Opportunities can be met but cannot be sought, but it is not necessarily impossible to create them." Mo Kun lightly basked in the sun, he had turned the magic tome upside down, and knew some things recorded in it, and sneered: "The so-called opportunity, It means that the aura is reduced to a certain level, and the dead energy takes advantage of the void, and the rest is luck."

He looked in the direction of Zi Baifeng, and said: "This gentleman has amazing willpower. Even if his spiritual energy is completely lost, I believe he will not give up. I believe in his will to survive, he will definitely be able to transform into my demon clan .”

"Brother, you kept those monks for the purpose of transforming them into my clan?"

"Exactly, although they are lingering on their last days, there is more and more dead energy around them, and the spiritual energy is getting thinner and thinner." Mo Kun said, "Their spiritual energy in their bodies is also getting less and less, and the dead energy is getting weaker and weaker." More and more, this coincides with the opportunity that the magic doctor said. Now that the aura in their bodies has not dropped to a certain level, it is almost impossible to accept this endless death aura. Naturally, let them live longer. Make it easier for them to accept the transformation of dead air."

"But if they are all transformed into my clan, your status, big brother..."

"Short-sighted." Mo Kun sneered, "What status do I have now? The magic doctor just treats us demons as lackeys, why does he pay any attention to it? What he trusts are still those puppets, not us."

Demon doctors are monks who cultivate demon energy, not demons, and they are fundamentally different from them.

"Besides, what's the relationship between status and strength?" Mo Kun said lightly, "In this world, the one who sits in the highest position has never been the strongest. If I can lead my demon clan to glory, other people No matter how strong they are, they are naturally willing to submit to me, and if I can't grow my demon clan, what is the so-called status?"

The two people around him looked at Mo Kun with admiration in their dark eyes without any color.

The eldest brother always sees so profoundly and thoroughly. If there is no elder brother, they would have committed suicide shortly after they transformed into demons because of despair and fear.

And now, there is a sublime sense of creating the future, of being part of something great, that makes them willing to give whatever it takes.And it was this lofty sense of mission that made them practice the magic tome like crazy, and quickly formed effective combat power, which made the magic doctor feel relieved to send them out.

Only with big brother around can they have a future, and it must be right to follow big brother.

And there are always many people who can't understand the philosophy of the big brother. Some people narrowly position themselves as the loyal dog of the magic doctor, and some people succumb to the big brother, obey the magic doctor's words and cannot accept it, and denounce him as a magic doctor. The eagle dog, these two kinds of people, are so narrow-minded, they really should come and talk to big brother.

"Don't let that scar face get in the way, I'll go see him again." Seeing that scar face was getting further and further away, the person next to Mo Kun was finally worried and followed.

"Well, don't let them hurt the more transformed brother. He must be in a mess right now and doesn't know what to do. Even if he finally chooses the old fans, let him go. They are also ours after all. People, one day, they will understand and join us."

"Brother, I know." The demon turned around and left.

Zi Baifeng, who was lying on the ground, didn't know that at this time he was enjoying the treatment of the demon boss personally protecting the law, and what the demon boss wanted was not his death, but his transformation into a demon. family.

In fact, what Zi Baifeng knows now is not much.

For a long time, Zi Baifeng didn't know where the aura of his Raising Demon Art came from. It seemed that his aura was endless and always radiated outward.

But now he knows that the aura of Raising the Demon Art has its roots.

In his body, the aura of Raising the Demon Art was slowly being produced, and finally lost all the territory outside his body, retreating to his body, and even began to retreat steadily inside his body.

Hei Ri was right, it had nothing to do with the quality and level of the spirit energy, it was just because the quantity of spirit energy was far inferior to the dead energy which had an absolute advantage in quantity.

Compared with spiritual energy, dead energy seems to have an inherent advantage.

No wonder, in the previous life, scientists proved that 90.00% of the entire universe is made of dark matter. The world in which human beings live is like isolated islands floating in endless dark matter.

Just like this world...

Naturally, the one who has the upper hand cannot be the weaker side. With the same amount of dead energy and spiritual energy, the spiritual energy can be stabilized. That's why those people in the fairy world are so afraid of the magic door. This is an innate sense of fear.

Although Zi Baifeng's aura of cultivating demons is miraculous, he is still overwhelmed by the coercion that seems to come from the entire universe.

The death energy gradually approached, and the spiritual energy gradually faded. Zi Baifeng roared desperately in his heart: "Hold on, hold on, you are a tile, you are a tile that has never let me down, hold on! You can't retreat, You can't retreat even if you die!"

But Lingqi didn't listen to his call like it used to. It seemed that in his body, there was another consciousness making a judgment. It felt that Zi Baifeng had failed, and it was time to retreat, and there was no need to persist anymore.

Zi Baifeng's consciousness gradually became blurred. He seemed to see the porcelain piece floating in the endless darkness, constantly looking for a famous master. He wanted the master to change the situation of the whole universe. A master, according to their obsession, their needs, bestowed them with different powers and laws, but these people failed without exception.

At this time, Porcelain will leave these owners and look for the next owner. It will not be nostalgic or hesitant, but will only judge coldly, jumping in the endless universe and time and space, and find the one that may pull the string of fate. people.

Whether it's ordinary people, Tu people, time travelers, aliens, monks, immortals, monsters, robots, digital life, souls, or others.

These are not important, it just puts the heavy responsibility on a person, but when the person fails, leave it coldly.

The world it contains seems to be a simple test, and those who fail to pass this test are not qualified to know its secrets.

Is this world selected by the tiles to test Zi Baifeng, or is it completely created by the tiles, or is it just inside the tiles, the tiles that Zibaifeng can't see people and things? The world inside is not important.

Zibaifeng regards it as a game, and it is displayed in front of Zibaifeng in the form of a game. It does not matter if it is territory, cards, simulated management, or others.

It just wants to find a solution, a solution that can fight against the dominant darkness in the endless universe.

This may be the meaning of its existence, or it just found such a reason for its existence.

But it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that Zibaifeng has already failed. At such an early time, it is only a few years before it will leave.

No, it's not that it's about to leave, it doesn't need to make such a judgment, it just made a fact.

it, leave.

A cloud of cyan light gushed out from every cell, every molecule, every atom of Zi Baifeng, and then gradually shrank, shrinking towards Zi Baifeng's eyebrows.

A cyan porcelain piece gradually emerged between Zi Baifeng's eyebrows. This porcelain piece was invisible to anyone except Zi Baifeng, but this time, Mo Kun and others at the side saw it.

Without the slightest power, it seemed to be just an ordinary piece of porcelain, just suspended between Zi Baifeng's eyebrows.

Mo Kun and the others didn't even realize how great the significance of the existence of this porcelain was, they only thought it was Zi Baifeng's unknown means, the ultimate means of saving his life.

"At the critical moment, it is indeed a good choice to give up other places and guard the heart and spirit altar." Mo Kun even nodded and commented on Zi Baifeng's actions, "It's just futile, it's just a matter of time."

But soon, he found that his deduction was wrong, the aura did not stay in the heart, but gathered directly to the center of Zi Baifeng's eyebrows.

"Could it be a secret method that I've never heard of? This gentleman seems to be more unfathomable than imagined." Mo Kun thought so, and looked forward to Zi Baifeng's transformation into a demon.

And Zi Baifeng didn't let him down, when the spiritual power of Raising the Demon Art exited, Zi Baifeng's body lost the slightest spiritual energy, and the dead energy suddenly entered.

This transformation process is more thorough, and there is no alternation of dead energy and spiritual energy, just like Zibaifeng is a completely blank white paper, and death energy and magic energy are ink, which completely soaks Zibaifeng.

With the withdrawal of the tiles, the two souls, the two consciousnesses that were bonded together, and the two timelines connected and twisted together with Zibaifeng at the center, showed signs of separation.

Zi Baifeng was struggling in the mist. What he heard was not the howling wind, but the sharp voice of the high mathematics teacher, commonly known as "Donald Duck", the female teacher: "The limit and continuity of multivariate functions... this Classmates... the roll call will begin..."

He could feel someone pushing his body: "Bai Feng, Bai Feng, get up soon, the roll call is coming, this guy, why is he sleeping so hard? Get up!"

who is it?

He still remembers that when he slept in class, he came to this world unknowingly. Could it be that all the timelines will be restored, and he will return to the original world to become a student who can't even understand advanced mathematics? The average college student who failed?
No, or is this just a very long dream, a sleepless night?
Wake up, this dream is really bizarre, it seems that my imagination is really rich, I guess I can write novels.

Wake up quickly, but quickly get this idea down.

"Brother..." Suddenly a voice rang out, Xiao Shitou was filthy all over, shrank behind Zijian, clutched Zijian's belt tightly, poked his head out, with a look of fear on his face, wanting to say What, but dare not say, and hide the timid eyes in Zijian's back.

Zijian was wearing coarse clothes, deep wrinkles were drawn into the corners of his eyes, and the white hair on his temples was trembling in the wind. Looking at him, he showed a timid smile: "Baifeng, it's okay, I didn't pass the exam this time... ...We will take the exam next time...you are hungry, dad will buy you steamed stuffed buns..."

"Brother, the big bun smells delicious!" Little Shitou poked his head out from Zijian's back and whispered, "Brother, you won't be angry after eating it... If I don't eat it, I'll just smell it..."

Zi Baifeng turned his head and saw Mengcheng Academy's four big characters hanging high, the bluestone road was still the same, Hu Caijun walked out of the examination room triumphantly, with the expression of the master hating iron and steel, and other students pointing.

The spring breeze was blowing, it was obviously a warm spring breeze, but it made Zi Baifeng feel the chill to the bones.

Zi Baifeng raised his head, the sky in Mengcheng is very blue, but there is no spiritual energy, the mountains and rivers are exhausted, and the mountains and rivers are poor.

If these are meaningless, if everything is going to disappear, then what is everything before?
Even if I can't save the world, even if I can't take on the great responsibility of the world, why isn't such a small hope given to me?

Father, little stone, aunt, how can I save you?
From the dire situation, from the endless suffering, from the seemingly hopeless life, or even just from the hands of Feijian...or even just from the hands of the rebellious talents?
Zi Baifeng cried suddenly, his tears poured down like a river bursting its embankment, it couldn't be stopped, he had never cried so sadly, but he couldn't make a sound.

Past life, present life, two sons, two souls, two consciousnesses, two emotions.

"Baifeng, what's the matter with you?" Zijian stepped forward in a hurry, reaching out to hug Zibaifeng.

"Brother, I won't smell it anymore, brother, don't cry, brother..."

asshole!asshole!I can't, I can't just give up like this!
Even if it's just a dream, I have to finish this dream, even if the sky is falling, even if it's Donald Duck's roll call, even... wait, why is Donald Duck's roll call behind the sky falling?

"Bastard!" Zi Baifeng suddenly raised his head and roared towards the sky. He could feel that at this moment, there was a pair of eyes looking down on him in the sky without any emotion, just like he often The sky looks down on all living beings.

An unwilling roar made the Donald Duck roll call stop abruptly, and the bustling crowd in front of Mengcheng Academy suddenly stopped. Zi Baifeng lowered his head, looked at Xiao Shishi, and stretched out his hand with a smile.

Still with tears, but smiling brightly.

Little Shitou shrank back a little in fright, as if he was frightened by Zi Baifeng.

Zi Baifeng stretched out his hand and gently wiped his little face, which was never clean, and said with a smile, "Little Shitou, let's go eat steamed stuffed buns together."

"But before that, brother, I have to teach you a lesson!"

"That bastard!"

"Brother, hit him!" Little Shitou seemed to be infected, and he waved his fist fiercely.

In the vortex of death energy, the cyan light had completely receded to the center of Zi Baifeng's eyebrows, but the cyan light seemed to hesitate for a moment.

The tiles have begun to peel off gradually, but there are still some things left between Zi Baifeng's eyebrows.

Those clusters of aura, and the card tree.

It seemed unwilling to leave this thing to Zi Baifeng, and was patiently peeling off the aura, but Zi Baifeng suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed it out.

"Bastard, it's not time for you to escape yet, leave it to me!"

Leave it to me!

　I can't think of a suitable title for this chapter. This is the most important chapter of this book so far...

　　
　
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