Demon Change the Earth

"I was dead, dead!"

"dad!!"

"It's okay, it's all over, it's all over!"

"Honey, stop talking!"

"No, I want to tell them that they haven't experienced it, they don't know how cruel it is, and how dangerous this world is already."

In the second sleepless night under the night, in front of thousands of bonfires, several families who have experienced and experienced are gathered around the bonfire.

Cooking dinner for several families on the iron stove, the man who had just returned from patrol took advantage of this time to continue talking about the unforgettable experience of last night.

"I saw with my own eyes that the monster tore open my chest and grabbed my heart. I was extremely painful and angry at the time, but I was powerless. I saw him bite my heart. Smile at me ferociously, chewing slowly with your teeth like this!"

"Wow……"

"Hold the baby down first!"

"Do you have to say it? You must scold me, woohoo!"

"Yes, it must be said, everyone who has experienced it must say it, and say it to everyone!"

...

"Afterwards I "died", feeling out of my body, like a puff of smoke, floating and floating, floating to a high place!"

"Do you know what it feels like when someone dies?"

In front of the silent and dignified firepit, there was a dull look in his eyes.

"I know, I know!" The man who told the story fell into memory, his expression was confused, and his voice was erratic, like... a ghost voice.

"After you die, you don't remember anything. You only remember the most profound thing in your life. Do you know what that is?"

The men's bodies began to tremble, the women hugged each other, and the children hid in the old man's arms and covered their ears.

"It's hatred!"

The voice of the narrator suddenly changed,

The face reflected by the bonfire was sad and gloomy: "I don't know I'm dead, or I've forgotten all about it. I only remember one thing, and that is hatred!"

"I'm so floating, following the monster that killed me, I dashed and tore at him, I found that it had no soul, just a "marionette", suddenly I understood, what I hate is not this empty shell not the child, but the man who manipulates it."

"So, I flew up again to find the real murderer in the sky!"

"Do you know who he is?"

"It's Sequence 7 of the Corpse Controller Path, spellcaster!"

"At that time, countless souls like me wailed, cursed, cried, and cursed around him, but...it was useless, useless, compared to him, we are so small that we can't even shake a speck of dust, he is like the sun , We are like fireflies who are overwhelmed!"

"This kind of pain, this kind of despair, you can't understand."

"And then?" asked an old man with wrinkled skin and dark skin.

"Later!", the narrator's voice weakened, "What happened later... Yes, then the mighty demon god appeared, and both the living and the dead were in despair, but at the most desperate moment, the god , His Majesty Shenlong appeared!"

"My God, I can't describe how I felt at that time!"

"That is the redemption that pulls us out of the abyss and despair, that is a ray of light from heaven!"

"The great dragon power turns everything upside down!"

"Do you know what an inversion is?"

Everyone's expressions cheered up a little, and faint yearning, reverie, admiration and admiration replaced fear and depression.

"It's like a movie played backwards. I, everyone, whether it's the living or the dead, whether it's a monster or a demon, except for the demon god, everything is a part of the backwards."

"I was put backwards, going backwards through everything I experienced after death, until I returned to the second of death."

"I saw again, saw the monster whose head had been beheaded long ago, he was resurrected, he held my heart, he "placed" the heart into my chest, my chest closed like flying, blood I’m back, and my strength is back, the unwillingness, fear, etc. in my memory, everything is back!”

"I live!"

"I moved, I repeated the previous trajectory, backed up to the starting position, backed up home, backed up and saw you!"

Talking about looking at his wife with faint eyes.

The wife trembled all over.

"You were crying, and you wouldn't let me go out. Xiao Jia was awakened, crying and calling her father again... At that time, I suddenly understood what I was going through."

"Old man, me too, I know, but can you stop talking!?"

"No!", the narrator looked at several other people who hadn't personally experienced it, "You originally lived in the east of the city and were not affected, why did you mix it up with us, just to let you know what happened last night! ?”

"Now!", the narrator pointed to his chest, "It's still here, still throbbing, as if nothing happened. But is this really the case, is he really going to be forgotten?"

"No!", he roared, "Don't forget, definitely don't forget."

"We must remember, let those who have not experienced it also remember, remember how it is despair, pain and fear, remember cowardice, escape, laziness, etc., everything that hinders us, let us fall into it. What kind of situation!"

"So we can be strong, so we can survive in this bloody world, so we can protect our parents, wives and children, our cities, our homes!"

The firepit was burning, the eerie atmosphere disappeared, everyone's eyes hardened, and a lot of excitement surged in their eyes.

"I know, remembering it again, it makes a lot of people unbearable, and some people are still "crazy"... Hehe, hehe... No one knows what happened better than me. They are not really "crazy", but It’s because I’m afraid, it’s like pretending to be “crazy” to evade my responsibilities, imagining that I can hide behind the victim, and let others bleed for him, pain and fear for him!”

"I'm not afraid!", the narrator stood up, his excited face twisted slightly, "Here, here!", he patted his chest, "It's different here, I have nothing to fear now, even if the demon god comes , I can also spit at him and scold him: You are paralyzed!"

"This is what the Governor and the City Lord's Mansion want, and this is what His Majesty Shenlong wants!"

"You have to understand!"

"He who saves others saves himself, and he who saves others saves himself."

…………

In the shadow of the fire pond, a small firefly flew up, fluttered out of the city in the breeze, flew over the grass and jungle to gather in one direction.

Tens of thousands of these fireflies gradually gathered together, sticking to the ground without disturbing anything, spreading into the ripples standing in the void.

On the southwest border, in a destroyed city, countless light spots were projected by ripples in the void.

The light spots converged to form a huge light curtain, standing in the dark hall.

The scenes narrated and recalled by countless people began to be played on the light curtain.

Those eyes that glowed in the darkness were filled with shock and fear.