Douluo Continent: Starting from Leading Ferocious Beasts to Transform into Demons

Chapter 110 Moon, you didn't want to become like that, did you?

Moon was speechless. Having lived at Shrek Academy for so long, had the people of the Sun Moon Empire really become like this?

"However, the changes in you..."

Moon hesitated, wanting to say something but holding back. He had wanted to ask about the other person's condition for a long time, and now he could use that to change the subject.

"You mean this?"

Kong Deming was in a good mood at the moment, and since he figured he would probably have to work with this guy in the future, he put his arm around Mu En's shoulder and told him a cruel truth.

"We all have the blood of spirit beasts... no, demons. The people of the Sun Moon Empire have now become a half-demon race."

"A half-demon race?"

Moon was somewhat puzzled; this knowledge was far beyond the comprehension of a centenarian like himself.

"That's right. Thanks to the divine intervention of your Douluo Three Kingdoms, you forced our Sun Moon Empire to hand over the Soul Tool technology, and you even wanted us to be cannon fodder."

As Kong Deming spoke, he gritted his teeth and tightened his grip on Mu En's arm. It was indeed a disgrace to their Sun Moon Empire.

Mu En forced a smile. Those gods weren't ones he wanted to summon. Although he was grateful to Tang San for healing his body, he still disliked the idea of ​​gods interfering in the world.

By the way, where's the mirror?

Kong Deming suddenly remembered the disciple who had been forgotten at Shrek Academy. The disciple had gone there to gather intelligence for their Sun Moon Empire, but unexpectedly ended up trapped there. He only remembered him now, and felt a little guilty about it.

Putting Jing Hongchen's situation out of his mind, Kong Deming continued to explain to Mu En.

"A so-called half-demon is a human who has been endowed with the blood of a demon. For example, I have the blood of a 100,000-year-old Silver Moon Wolf King."

Mu En's eyes widened suddenly. This was illogical. Tang San was clearly born from the union of a soul beast and a human, so why didn't he exhibit the characteristics of Blue Silver Grass? Was it because plant-type abilities were inadequate? Or had the legendary Blue Silver Emperor already matured and become human?

"Some people can choose to inherit the demon bloodline based on their merits, while the vast majority of people can only randomly inherit the demon bloodline."

"If you're lucky, you might get a Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear or a dragon bloodline. If you're unlucky, you might get a few more Blue Silver Grasses on your head or your skin might turn green. Just imagine what you'd look like as a rascal snake."

Mu En's eyes widened suddenly, a look of horror flashing in them. The Rascal Snake was a soul beast that almost no one wanted to hunt. Its wrinkled skin, which was covered in pus and smelled foul, made it unappealing to any hunter. It also didn't produce any good soul skills when absorbing soul rings.

The thought of his beautiful, flawless scales as the Holy Dragon of Light turning into that state made Mu En feel that he would rather die sooner rather than later. At least history would record him as Dragon God Douluo Mu En, not as the Scoundrel Dragon Mu En.

"So Moon, you don't want to become like that, do you?"

Hearing Kong Deming's almost seductive tone as he leaned in, Mu En felt something was off and couldn't help but shiver.

"Of course, so I will give the people from the original Three Kingdoms period some good advice."

Moon was no fool, and he quickly understood the serious meaning behind the other party's words: he had to make a contribution, which meant dealing with those guys who might or might not have any backbone, but who certainly had pride.

Hearing that Mu En understood his meaning, Kong Deming nodded in satisfaction.

The original Douluo Three Kingdoms had several times the number of people. If they really rebelled, the difficulty of suppressing them would be immense. If they provoked those demons, not only would they be disappointed in the Sun Moon Empire, but their forces would also be greatly reduced.

After discussing with the group of level nine soul masters for a while, Mu En returned to the battlefield exhausted. There were still many soul masters barely alive on the battlefield, and bringing them back would greatly increase his persuasiveness.

Kong Deming watched Mu En's departing figure, subconsciously touching his beard, wondering what he had forgotten.

Never mind, none of that matters anymore. I still have to take them back to report to His Majesty.

Kong Deming also looked puzzled. The old emperor had originally planned to pass on all the honors to the next generation, but obtaining the bloodline actually made the old emperor's health much better.

The war was won by the Emperor, and the Douluo Continent surrendered voluntarily. In the end, the old emperor still gained the supreme honor of unifying the continent while lying down. However, the old emperor's decisiveness also played a significant role in this, and there is still something to write about in the history books.

"Gentlemen, we've won! Time to go home!"

Cheers erupted again from the ranks. Although most of them hadn't seen the enemy and were only doing tasks like loading shells and operating soul guides, this did not diminish their contributions.

"boring."

Ji Juechen visibly emanated a sense of dejection. He had clearly signed up and was clearly prepared for the fight, but it seemed as if he had only come to go through the motions.

Jing Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief. The two of them were considered actual control soul masters, and their combat strength was on the stronger side, which was why they survived the previous attacks.

"As long as we're alive, there's hope. There are still so many opponents to fight in the future, so the future looks promising."

Jing Ziyan smiled and patted Ji Juechen's shoulder to comfort him.

That makes sense.

Ji Juechen's eyes brightened slightly, a sharp light flashing within them, and his dejected aura instantly transformed into fighting spirit.

Immediately afterward, she closed her eyes, and her aura surged continuously. Jing Ziyan only remembered that her emotions were constantly changing.

It should be a happy thing to win the battle and survive, so why am I still so sad? Is it because of the soul masters who died?

His emotions were immediately torn again, and the thought of fighting against the gods suddenly welled up in his mind, and even his tail subconsciously started to twitch.

Jing Ziyan trembled, finally suppressing the thought. She was horrified. What had Juechen figured out this time?

Slowly moving away from Ji Juechen, Jing Ziyan stood by, skillfully guarding the enlightened Ji Juechen.

She had become quite adept at doing this over the past few days. Ever since obtaining that bloodline, Ji Juechen had often fallen into moments of enlightenment, and the sword intent he comprehended was a jumbled mess.

It felt like an abyss, as if it could pierce the sky. After surviving an attack from a god, it comprehended some kind of fiery sword intent that made people feel a burning sensation, and even caused burn marks to appear on the opponent's body. It was getting stranger and stranger.

Now that there's another sword intent that can stir up emotions, Jing Ziyan says there's no need to be alarmed; it's just Ji Juechen's usual behavior.

Slowly opening his eyes, Ji Juechen's eyes showed a rare look of confusion. He pursed his lips slightly and walked towards Jing Ziyan.

……

On the battlefield, where blood and vengeful spirits filled the air, a holy dragon of light flew swiftly through the sky, sometimes landing and sometimes taking off again.

After greeting the Red King, Moon went to the battlefield to pick up people.

There was no other way; he was the only one among millions to go back, so he had to find some witnesses. Although he probably couldn't shake off the label of traitor for now, with these witnesses, he might be able to overturn the case in the future and be regarded as the wisest person to make the decision.

Moon was actually half-mad.

(End of this chapter)