Devil's Journey

Chapter 1 Arriving at Moyuan
The Bloody Battle Plain, located between the Demon Abyss and Hell, is shrouded in bloody haze all year round.

In the bloody battle plain, there have been thousands of large-scale death battles in the past dynasties. It is difficult to say Yes or No, but all the demons have noticed that it is on this ancient battlefield that the rise and fall of many generations of demon gods have been determined. There is an old saying.

Tian. No, it should be called Julian now. At this time, Julian is following the leader of the demon warlord and embarking on the journey of a bloody battle with the mighty demon flow.

To be honest, Julian didn't know how he time-traveled at this time, let alone why he was so unlucky to time-travel and become a little devil. Everything was full of weirdness, but he was lucky that he didn't become a worm.

A team of demonic dragons passed through the air. The demonic dragons bred in the demonic abyss are extremely powerful, not inferior to real dragons. However, compared to real dragons, the genes of these demonic dragons are not stable and have too many mutations. Yes, it is also a magic dragon, but its appearance will be much worse.

Ang~
The sound of the dragon roar resounded, and the tens of meters long dragon body spewed out black magic flames, making people shudder with the fierce dragon might.

Julian shook his head regretfully, thinking that it would be great if he was reborn as a dragon through time travel, but he turned out to be an inferior little devil. Maybe Julian's soul is not strong enough, but fortunately Julian's will has not been suppressed. Twist to become a real little devil.

An imp wrapped in a human soul?

The little devil sounds like a big devil, but in fact it is a world of difference. The difference is probably that one can't beat anyone, and the other can't beat anyone.

In the demon abyss, the little devil is the real bottom cannon fodder, and the worms are not even counted as cannon fodder. Julian, who is in the torrent, only feels that he is like the catkins floating in the wind, powerless, his own destiny, his own life and death. , but I can't control it by myself, I can only let the wind and rain blow away.

Perhaps in the next second, he might be overwhelmed by a spell blasted from nowhere, or trampled flat by a giant beast killed from nowhere. This feeling is really terrible.

It is even possible to be killed by the demons of one's own side by mistake. There are too many such things. Although the battle has not officially started, many weak little demons have already died in battle.

Most of them were killed by friendly forces. At least the big fat devil with a height of three or four meters in front secretly ate several little devils.

Julian sighed in his heart. Even if such an army does not fight, as long as they hold each other for a while, they will probably fight by themselves.

Demons are always obsessed with fighting and indulgence. Violence is rooted in the souls of demons, and all kinds of desires are never hidden. Eat whatever you want, grab what you like, and destroy what you don’t like. Look at the succubus and think about that.

"Eh? Is it so exciting? Isn't this a battlefield? Well, exciting battlefield!" Julian thought happily.

At the same time, with an attitude of distaste for criticism, I went to observe the hill not far away. A tall horned demon warlord was holding a very hot succubus in his arms. .

Alas, what a good officer, even when he is doing sports, he never forgets his job, which is really touching.

Pulling back his twisted and sore neck, Julian shook his head regretfully. He couldn't see the front. It wasn't that Julian didn't know that there was a knife on Sezi's head, but right now there were knives all around him, so it didn't matter if there was a knife or not. Yes, can it suddenly fly again?
swoosh~
A strange-shaped long knife flew over suddenly, and pierced through a little devil beside Julian. It entered from the top of the head and stabbed out from the ribs. It was very sharp, and it was a good knife.

While thinking, Julian quickly fled along the flow of magic. The black iron spear in his hand kept hitting the little devil blocking the way, letting the other side make way for him.

Then there was a commotion from the front, spreading over like a wave, the little devils were chirping and screaming, and many of them started fighting, obviously the commotion had already passed.

"What's this called? You started fighting yourself before you got to the battlefield." Julian thought angrily. These demons are simply a bunch of insects. Can this really defeat the demons in hell?
Anyway, Julian has no hope for this, even if the number of these demons is ten times that of the devils, it doesn't work, but it doesn't matter, the demons don't care that much, as long as they have to fight or kill, they don't care about life and death, and the outcome is up to God.

But Julian didn't want to be so resigned to indulge in the joy of killing for a while, what's more, he didn't think killing like this was very happy, after all, he was not a real chaotic joker.

Stepping on tiptoe of a fallen little devil, I looked at the commotion not far away. It turned out that two madmen were fighting. The reason is unknown, maybe it was just because of a sentence like 'what are you looking at', after all, madmen are like firecrackers Generally, always driven by anger.

The crazy demon who fought violently involved all the little demons watching the show around him. The chaos seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, and other demons seemed to be infected, and they seemed to want to join the lively group fight meeting.

At this time, an angry roar came, and a long whip with a poisonous light was thrown, and the skins of the two madmen, which were comparable to iron armor, were beaten to pieces. They howled and glared at the whippers, and then stopped their voices immediately Don't dare to move.

I saw that the horned demon who was standing on the hill to oversee the army had already arrived, holding the succubus in one hand and waving a long whip in the other, cursing friendly words with glaring eyes, while the violent madmen at both ends were rolling with their heads in their arms Beg for mercy and dare not fight back.

After a long time, the horned demon governor spared the two wild demons, showed his prestige, and whipped to death a few little devils who were still holding on, then the horned demon governor commanded his army to move forward cursingly.

After some routine commotion, this team of more than 2000 demons set off again. I vaguely remembered that there seemed to be more than [-] demons at the beginning of this army. Julian sighed again.

Millions of demon armies gathered on the eternal battlefield, as if the entire plain was shrouded, all kinds of demons, all kinds of demons.

Even if it is the same type of demon, it will look very different. In addition to the more mainstream, large number of demons that can be named, there are also many strange demons that cannot be named.

Winged demons, bat demons, giant winged demons, and bloodthirsty demons hovering in the sky are in groups, as well as huge dragons and the war castles of demon lords sitting in the sky.

Above the blood-colored sky, there is even a huge mountain-like figure of a demon god looming, and the demon's power is like hell, shaking people's hearts.

Julian is like a drop of water in the surging river, unable to control his own destiny at all, and can only wait for the trial of life and death.

"This feeling... really sucks." Julian carefully avoided any possible danger, and raised his eyes to look at the gods and demons reflecting the supreme magic power in the sky.

"He can be replaced!"

　One sentence explains this book: Song of Killing and Fucking.

　　(Because I haven't signed a contract yet, I didn't dare to be too presumptuous. Please forgive me.)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)