Chapter 186 Secrets of the Demon Realm
Hearing the voice of this Blood Monarch, Verafia glanced back at Ophi before quickly retrieving Anderdun’s soul origin.
To prevent further shattering and dispersal, Anderdun’s soul was frozen by the Ice Dragon Girl with ice and then retrieved by Verafia. Wisps of fine ice mist lingered, and ice-blue shimmering frost spread in the air like ripples.
However, upon contact with the ripples of Anderdun’s soul, Verafia couldn’t help but be stunned.
“Hmm, wait a moment…” Verafia lowered her golden big eyes, looking with disbelief, a strange light appearing in them.
If she wasn’t mistaken, the soul in her hand truly belonged to Anderdun, but compared to the Demon Realm Monarch who represented pure death, it seemed to have undergone some peculiar changes?
“Interesting,” Fatter said, standing with his hands behind his back.
“Is this the soul of the Wings of Death?”
Medanzo asked, then looked at Ophi beside Verafia and suddenly laughed, “It actually became female. Is this because Anderdun’s soul has been covered by the ice origin of this Dragon Clan girl for a long time?”
Ophi used her ice origin to protect Anderdun’s soul, representing her life origin as a girl of the Frost Giant Dragon and the water spirit Undine. Anderdun’s already shattered soul was naturally difficult to avoid being stained and assimilated.
“Hmm, it’s not Little Fei’s fault either, Little Fei is just. Besides, Little Fei, look, compared to the Anderdun from before, isn’t it much cuter if she’s become a little loli!”
Looking at Ophi, who looked guilty, Verafia gently stroked her soft ice-blue beautiful hair and quickly comforted her.
A person’s life signs are largely determined by their soul. As Verafia said, even if she was the Goddess of Life now, she couldn’t easily reverse the attributes of a soul.
Well, speaking of which, she had promised to provide Anderdun with a perfect physical body that could match his soul, but no one stipulated that that body couldn’t be a cute little loli, right?
Thinking of such a scene, Verafia’s eyelashes flickered slightly, and she curved her lips, wanting to chuckle. Suddenly, she realized something and quickly shook her little head.
She wasn’t intentionally trying to turn Anderdun into a little loli. It was just that, according to the Goddess of Life, the perfect physical body that could match her soul could only be a little loli. It must be like this!
Verafia coughed slightly, raised her head, and looked seriously at Medanzo with a helpless expression, saying, “So, Blood Monarch of the Demon Realm, as you can see, this is how Anderdun is now…”
“Goddess of Life, you don’t need to worry. I merely heard that a former colleague was by your side, so I came to make a request.”
Hearing the words of this Great Blood Lord, Verafia felt a slight relief. After all, he was one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Demon Realm. Even though his cultivation had fallen, he was not someone she could underestimate.
“By the way, you just said that Anderdun’s soul is female? Do the souls of the Demon Realm’s demons also have genders like ours?” Verafia suddenly thought of something and looked curious.
She then recalled that during the Demonization ritual performed by Anderdun when Lichen and Ig fused with the Demon King’s Heart, Anderdun had been vague about the relationship between demons and humans. At this point, her curiosity grew even stronger.
“Goddess of Life, what do you think is the relationship between us and the beings of this continent?”
The Blood Monarch said, “Countless years ago, Darkness retreated from your continent. His blood nourished the barren land of another realm, and then, countless diverse beings were born from His resentment…”
Hearing his narration, Ophi, standing beside him, slightly parted her lips, and even Verafia couldn’t help but blink her golden eyes.
In an era before antiquity, the Dark God King was defeated in a divine war. He and his tribe were expelled from this world and drifted to a desolate plane now known as the “Demon Realm,” where they subsequently perished.
Due to resentment, the flesh and blood, as well as the origin of this God King, were fully absorbed by the land of the Demon Realm, thus giving birth to the diverse races belonging to the Demon Realm.
The Dark Servants under the Dark God King thus became the Demon King Race, and their tribes that drifted with him became the noble clans of the Demon Realm throughout the long course of time. As for the lowest groups like Anderdun’s Bone Wing tribe, they were born from the demonic blood of the Dark God King.
As for the Crown and Heart of the Demon King’s inheritance, they were manifestations of the Dark Divine Spark in a certain materialized form.
“No wonder, this young lady was curious why your Demon Realm also has races like the Blood Race and Cyclops… So, they also came from the Agrand Continent.”
Verafia raised her head slightly, a little surprised.
Moreover, according to the Blood Monarch, although the Demon Realm was desolate, it advocated slaughter and combat. Coupled with the fact that the Dark God King’s law origin fell upon the lands of the Demon Realm, compared to Agrand, a world where deities had departed, it was possible to directly contact the levels of laws and origins, thus giving birth to more powerhouses.
During the Demon Race War, there were no less than five individuals in the demon army who surpassed the legendary level of immortality, with their strength completely crushing the Agrand Continent.
The Goddess Miss’s pretty face puffed up with dissatisfaction, “Really, why isn’t there any of this in Herafir’s flame memory? And Anderdun has too, always hiding it from this young lady, it’s truly detestable.”
“This is considered a secret of the royal family in the Demon Realm. Even the Demon King may not fully understand it. Lord Anderdun comes from a small tribe, so he doesn’t know much.”
Hearing the Blood Monarch’s explanation, Verafia nodded. She raised her face again with curiosity, “By the way, you are one of the Four Heavenly Kings under the Demon King. Why did you come to our world and follow Fatter?”
In Verafia’s memory, during the Demon Race War, the Blood Monarch before her was a supreme immortal no less than Anderdun. After the Demon King was defeated by the Sacred Sword, it was he who led the troops to meet them and saved the Demon King at the cost of his broken sword.
Such a supreme powerhouse, at the cost of his immortal realm falling, came to the Agrand Continent and followed Fatter. This made Verafia very curious.
It couldn’t be that this Blood Monarch wanted to infiltrate Agrand and provide support for the next demon invasion, right?
“Your Highness Goddess, do you know why His Majesty the Demon King, at the cost of damaging his own cultivation, crossed planes to return to this world a hundred years ago?”
The Blood Monarch said, shaking his head. “Our world itself is a barren plane and has been constantly approaching collapse for thousands of years… You don’t need to worry, the current Demon Realm has already been destroyed.”
“As for your question, His Majesty Fatter is willing to form an alliance with me and protect my surviving kin, which is why you see me here.”
“Is that so…” Verafia didn’t know how to comment, so she could only nod.
Fatter and Medanzo paused their steps because of Verafia’s question. Seeing that the girl had no further questions, they also got up to say goodbye.
“Goddess of Life.”
Fatter suddenly turned around, “The remnants of the Demon Realm are not only Lord Medanzo. More demons have also crossed planes to Agrand, and perhaps you need to be careful of them.”
Fatter’s words made Verafia’s heart suddenly tighten.
She remembered that the passage for the last demon invasion was sealed in the Holy City of Light… The current Holy City belongs to the Pope of Light, Moon.
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Fleshing out the world-building.
