The last devil

Chapter 1 The Weird Battle Spirit
Since ancient times, eight major races have coexisted in the heaven and earth: gods, demons, immortals, demons, ghosts, beasts, humans, and spirits.

Until 500 years ago, in order to eradicate the demon king, the king of Zhou Tianzi made a treaty with the spirit clan, and the warriors of the human race can get the gift of the spirit of all things, and get the battle spirit that can help them fight.

After the demon lord was destroyed, this contract has continued to this day.

In order to thank the spirit king and make it easier for people to obtain battle spirits, Zhou Tianzi built a number of spirit king halls all over the land.

At this moment, in Yunze City and the Lingwang Hall, a ceremony of bestowing spirits is being held.

A tall altar is located in the center of the hall, surrounded by figures staring at the young man on the altar.

This young man is the son of Mo Renxing, one of the eighteen masters of Yunze City, named Mo Sheng, he looks about fourteen or fifteen years old, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes are very handsome.

On the altar, apart from Mo Sheng, there was also a psychic with white beard and hair.

A psychic is a person who can communicate with the spirits of all things. Right now, the old psychic is closing his eyes with a peaceful face, and caressing the top of Mo Sheng's head with his dry palm.

As the old psychic muttered words, Mo Sheng's body was shrouded in a faint colorful halo.

In this colorful halo, Mo Sheng only felt that he could sense the spirits of all things in the world, and there was a spirit that seemed to have a unique connection with him, and it became clearer and clearer under the call of his heart. .

That must be his battle spirit!

"I don't know if my battle spirit will inherit my father's Gale White Wolf battle spirit, or will it be more powerful than my father's battle spirit..."

In that mysterious induction, Mo Sheng's heart was still full of wonderful anticipation, but the next moment, his body tensed up in vain.

He suddenly felt an extremely ancient breath, as if it had traveled through time and space, and entered his body!

At the same time, the colorful halo around Mo Sheng was instantly replaced by a black light. This black light made him raise his arm involuntarily, and a light and shadow formed in his palm.

"Is this... my battle spirit?"

Mo Sheng looked at the extra thing in his palm in surprise. It was not the Gale White Wolf that was supposed to inherit from his father, but a piece of material the size of a finger.

The material is neither gold nor iron, it looks like a bone, but it is pitch black.

Looking at its shape again, it looks like a stick but not a stick. It should be... an ancient key!

An ancient black bone key!
It seemed to have great magical power, attracting everyone's attention, and even made the originally noisy Hall of the Spirit King extremely quiet.

It's not that everyone discovered what a magical thing this key is, but everyone was wondering how someone could get the key War Spirit.

Even though the spirit of war originated from the spirit of all things, it is all-encompassing, but the current situation still feels unheard of.

After that, everyone's expressions became strange.

Apparently they were all thinking to themselves, what effect can the key war spirit have?
After all, no one has seen such a strange war spirit since ancient times.

Of course, it's not like everyone has seen similar war spirits, such as hoes and sickles, they are all typical useless war spirits.

And no matter how rare the key war spirit is, it probably won't escape this category.

If it wasn't for the fact that Mo Sheng's father was one of the top [-] masters in the city, I'm afraid they would have started talking and laughing at this moment.

Mo Sheng noticed the expressions of the people in the hall, and looked down at his father along the altar. Seeing the disappointment in his father's eyes, his heart trembled suddenly.

"My battle spirit, is it bad?"

The young man who realized something, asked the old psychic beside him a little nervously.

He very much hoped that this old man with more experience than his father would answer him, this is a very magical battle spirit.

"In this world, there are no bad war spirits, only bad fighters."

After the expression of the old psychic changed for a while, he replied peacefully. The old voice made Mo Sheng's originally disturbed heart full of vitality.

"As long as you can discover the true role of the battle spirit and use it to the extreme, even the useless battle spirit that the world thinks can still exert its power to destroy the world!"

Seeing that Mo Sheng's eyes brightened, the old psychic continued with a smile, "It's like Liu Huiye, one of the nine most powerful people in the world today, and one of the nine great masters. Flowing Firefly of the War Spirit."

"So, no matter how bad the battle spirit is, you can still become the strongest!"

These words are simply the most passionate words that Mo Sheng has ever heard, they are simply his psychological support at the moment!
However, at this moment, a face so gloomy that it was about to drip black water suddenly appeared in his line of sight.

It was his father, Mo Renxing, who had stood in front of him at some point.

"go home with me!"

Mo Renxing frowned and glanced at the old psychic, then pulled the bright-hearted Mo Sheng down the altar and walked outside the hall.

The old psychic just smiled and didn't care.

What he said just now has been said to countless children, but he himself didn't take it seriously.

You must know that there are tens of thousands of people in the world who have awakened the waste war spirit, but who can discover the true use of the waste war spirit, and use it to play a role that the world can't imagine, and finally reach the height of the nine great masters, only Liuhui in the past 500 years. Night alone!
What this means is self-evident.

What's more, when it reaches the level of Liu Huiye, his battle spirit is no longer a waste war spirit firefly, it is a super war spirit that can destroy the country with a single thought, the billions of Mingying who contain the power of destroying the world!

The old psychic did not think that there would be a second Liuhui Night in this world, and his words were only used to comfort children like Mo Sheng, so that these children would not cry at his spirit-giving ceremony after being hit hard That's all.

At the same time, his words can only deceive children. As for adults like Mo Renxing, they naturally don't care as much as he does.

However, Mo Sheng didn't know what these grown-ups were thinking, and he didn't feel the slightest loss in his heart at the moment, but because of the words of the old psychic, his heart was surging.

As a result, he was not affected by the dark clouds hanging over Mo Renxing's head at all, but followed his father bouncing out of the hall.

"Show me your battle spirit again."

Outside the Lingwang Hall, Mo Renxing stopped, turned and said to Mo Sheng.

Mo Sheng agreed, stretched out his hand to condense the battle spirit, and smiled at his father.

Mo Renxing carefully observed the black key, as if he wanted to find out the mystery.

But the more he observed, the uglier his face became. There seemed to be lightning flashes on his originally cloudy face.

"Humph!"

In the end, Mo Renxing snorted angrily, and waved his hand to signal Mo Sheng to take back the battle spirit.

But in the next moment, he seemed to think of something again, the gloom on his face eased, and his eyes moved slightly: "You go back to the house alone, I still have some things to do."

After speaking, Mo Renxing did not wait for Mo Sheng to respond, turned around and headed towards the Lingwang Hall again.

Mo Sheng pursed his lips, just now he saw a trace of extreme disappointment in his father's eyes.

"Presumably, my father was disappointed because I didn't inherit his battle spirit."

He secretly thought about it, and at the same time remembered the words of the old psychic: discover the true role of his battle spirit, and use it to the extreme!

"I can definitely do this and become the strongest like Liu Huiye!"

Mo Sheng looked at his father's back and secretly made up his mind: "In that case, father won't be disappointed!"

……

It was not until evening that Mo Renxing returned to the mansion late.

When Mo Sheng saw his father, he found a boy of his age standing behind him.

This young man was dressed in coarse linen, and his brows were full of wildness.

"This is your brother."

Before Mo Sheng could speak, Mo Renxing smiled at him and said, "I have been looking for a long time in the Palace of the Spirit King, and only then did I see a good seedling with a good fighting spirit, and he is an orphan, so I adopted him as an adopted son."

Mo Sheng looked at Mo Renxing blankly, it turned out that this was the purpose of his father returning to the Lingwang Hall.

"Mo Fan met brother!"

The boy in sackcloth went forward and bowed respectfully to Mo Sheng, the obedience he showed was completely inconsistent with his wildness, and he said with a smile: "Mo Fan is the name my father just gave me."

Mo Renxing was very satisfied with his obedience and courtesy, and nodded with a smile: "From now on, this is your home, you go down first."

Mo Fan agreed and left obediently.

"Father……"

Mo Sheng still stood there, staring blankly at the smiling father in front of him, feeling empty in his heart, as if he had lost something suddenly.

"What are you still standing here for?"

It seems that Mo Renxing is no longer unhappy about Mo Sheng's key battle spirit.

As he turned around, he said: "In the future, you have to get along well with your younger brother and don't bully him. This kid's Wrath Thunder Golden Wolf Battle Spirit is no worse than my Gale White Wolf. He will definitely have a bright future. If you don't I can't inherit the family business..."

Hearing this, the pupils of Mo Sheng's clear and bright eyes suddenly shrank.

Mo Renxing also seemed to realize that he had slipped some words that he shouldn't have said, so he stopped talking.

He turned his head to look at Mo Sheng, met the uncomfortable gaze, frowned involuntarily, and said coldly: "You also step back."

night.

Mo Sheng sat on his bed, his eyes, which were always clear and bright, were now dull and dim, and the words his father said when he came back were still echoing in his mind.

Although he is only 15 years old and his mind is extremely simple, he can still hear some meanings in Mo Renxing's words.

At least Mo Sheng knew that his father adopted his son to replace him because he was disappointed in him.

Although he was very sad in his heart, he ignited a fighting spirit because of this: "I will definitely make my father believe in me again!"

With this in mind, Mo Sheng straightened his body, stretched out his hand to gather the battle spirit, and began to observe the ancient key carefully.

Under his gaze, this black bone key was actually covered with countless strange lines, like the bone lines of bones, and ancient symbols.

What's even more amazing is that Mo Sheng seems to be able to vaguely see these lines, which should represent some kind of meaning.

"magic?"

He was startled suddenly, and secretly exclaimed: "That's right, these lines form a 'magic' character!"

Not only that, but Mo Sheng also felt that there seemed to be a powerful force lurking in the word "devil"!

This kind of power is simply not enough to describe it with the word powerful, because just sensing a trace of it, he already feels terrified, as if the end is coming!

That is an extremely terrifying power!

Before this, Mo Sheng had seen the power of his father Gale Wolf, which was extremely powerful.

But compared to the power hidden in his key battle spirit, the powerful power of the Gale Wolf War Spirit is as insignificant as a speck of dust!

If he can master this power, then he will definitely become the strongest in the world!Maybe even stronger than Liu Huiye!
Thinking of this, Mo Sheng became inexplicably excited.

But then, he frowned again: "It's just that these lines are very disordered, causing the word 'magic' to be fragmented, and even that power seems to have fallen asleep because of it."

It's no wonder that Mo Renxing failed to discover these clues when he observed the key war spirit before, and even Mo Sheng was baffled as to why he could discover these.

Because he discovered that the 'magic' character on the key did not belong to any text at all, but he seemed to know it by nature.

"Great! This silent power should be the power of the key war spirit!"

Mo Sheng felt the terrifying power in the key battle spirit, and he didn't lose the slightest bit because of the silence of this power, instead he applauded happily.

"Since there are traces to follow, then if you want to play the role of this power, you will have a clue."

Just when Mo Sheng was feeling hot because of these discoveries, suddenly the door of the room was pushed open, and a wild figure walked in.

It was the younger brother who came out of thin air, Mo Fan.

"Hey, I heard you are a worthless idiot?"

Mo Fan had already changed into gorgeous clothes, leaning against the door, his wild face was full of sarcasm, and he smiled unscrupulously at Mo Sheng: "When my father talked with others today, that's what he said. Oh yours!"

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(ps: This is my fourth book, the old author, the style of writing is passionate and not brainless, and the quality of the content is guaranteed!)

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