Chapter 912 Punishment

The stubbornness of the Demon Prince will inevitably attract that great and terrifying existence.

When he thought of this, Mo Hu's heart was filled with fear.

Almost irresistible.

No... it was irresistible.

How could two fourth-grades resist the Heavenly Demon?

The only thing he could pray for was that the Heavenly Demon could not come, such as being suppressed by the Purification Method.

Maybe this was the only chance to win?

But it would definitely be useless.

Because even if the Heavenly Demon could not come, would he be able to resist the next time the third-grade returned?

Impossible, even if it was the Demon Prince, it would have been his best effort to stop the third-grade from making a random move once, and there would be no chance for the second time.

Thinking, a large amount of information was deduced in Mo Hu's mind, almost causing his magic weapon head to break apart, but even so, he could not find any chance.

The trembling had spread from the claws to the whole body.

But the Demon Prince in front of him was still calm. Mo Hu could not guess his master's thoughts, but he had no choice but to obey.

However, he suddenly realized...

Wait, the light and dust around the master have all stagnated.

Everything in the outside world has stopped.

Is it the expansion of time and space? !

Could it be the sky——

This thought just came up, and it hasn't even taken shape yet. Next to him, a hand made of black flames has already pinched Mo Hu's chin and gently turned his head to the side.

Next to him, there is an energy body.

It can be regarded as a human figure, just like the elemental man, the whole body is made of black and white flames, and you can vaguely see a face made of several light spots, and it seems that you can see a "smile" from it.

That smile is trembling.

Mo Hu's whole body is stiff, and even his thinking has stopped.

That is the phantom of the demon.

"Hey, hey, hey, are you still alive? Wake up!" The demon looked very energetic, jumping and waving in front of Mo Hu, and then pulling his ears and poking his nose.

After he did this, Mo Hu suddenly woke up, and then lowered his head suddenly, not even daring to make a move to retreat.

"Okay, don't be so nervous. Aren't you an object? How can an object be afraid? Did Shang Fan create you for this?" Tianmo asked with a smile.

Her tone was gentle and her attitude was friendly, just like an aunt who greeted the babies at the entrance of the kindergarten.

She gently stroked Mo Hu's head, which was soft and furry, and felt good.

Then, it said: "Items are created by higher intelligences and exist to achieve the purpose of higher intelligences."

"The reason for the birth of items and all the reasons for their existence is to achieve the purpose of higher intelligences."

"So items will not get tired, will not complain, and will absolutely obey."

"Are you a good item?"

Mo Hu was stunned when he heard this, and then forced himself to calm down: "Your Excellency is right, I failed in my duty."

Tian Mo shook his head and said, "I was wrong."

Then, she continued to answer: "Items will not fail in their duties, because you will not act on your own. If you have problems, it is the user's problem, that is, Shang Fan made a mistake. Oh... He has made too many mistakes in these years. I don't know what happened..."

"Xiao Tianshi fought him again, and he actually lost. He tied with Canghai Jun and Xiao Bawang. His road to invincibility was interrupted like this. It's really embarrassing for him." Tian Mo sighed and said.

Mo Hu did not choose to answer.

He could vaguely feel that the state of the demon was quite unstable, and even its form was changing. At this time... he couldn't speak casually to anger the other party.

"I'm telling you." The demon looked up, grabbed Mo Hu's beard, and pulled his head a little: "Not speaking is also an attitude."

Then, it continued: "You are a bit anthropomorphic, you know?"

"Objects don't have evil thoughts."

After saying this, Mo Hu kept silent and simply waited for death.

Since he couldn't resist, he would die. Anyway, he was mentally prepared.

"Look at you, you are obviously a higher intelligent life that surpasses objects, why do you have to pretend?" The demon said with a smile.

Then, she immediately changed her tone and sighed to herself: "But this is right, this is in line with the appearance of higher intelligence."

"Obviously got what you wanted, but still longed for more. The so-called higher intelligence is such a life."

Desire to live.

Desire to move forward.

Desire for more.

When all desires disappear, higher intelligence will also usher in death.

Motivation is the reason for the existence of life.

Whether it is the motivation for survival or the motivation for moving forward, it is the same.

And these motivations are the hotbed of evil thoughts.

It can be said that evil thoughts are almost completely linked to wisdom.

With the simple words of Tianmo, evil thoughts have begun to entangle the black tiger.

Objects will not have evil thoughts.

But the lingering feelings that entangled the black tiger like black mist -

Mo Hu has never experienced such feelings, let alone understood them.

Although it was the feelings that emerged in his heart, even he himself did not know what they were.

Tianmo sat on Mo Hu's back. Compared with the several-meter-tall Mo Hu, she was just a child at the moment.

He lay down lazily, and she said, "Don't think you know Shang Fan very well."

Then, it turned over: "It has been a long time since he was born, but Shang Fan still shows me a side of him that I don't know from time to time."

"These small changes, if expressed in words, will seem insignificant, and every move can only be seen in the subtleties, but they can bring me new joy every time."

"So, what are you worried about?" The demon lay on Mo Hu's head, hugged Mo Hu's head down, and gently stroked his chin.

Mo Hu closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, without any answer, and at the same time blocked his thoughts, so that his mind completely stopped running and entered a state of 'false death'.

Either the demon will let him die for real, anyway, he will not move.

As if sensing this attitude, the demon snorted in boredom.

Then, time began to flow around.

The prince of demons also noticed the arrival of the demon.

He picked up his bamboo stick, leaned on his palm, and came to the demon.

"Bullying a jade pendant, the demon is really... elegant." The demon prince looked at the demon and said so.

Mo Hu opened his eyes immediately, obviously he had sensed a certain degree of

"Really? Then should I bully you?" The body of the demon, which was made of black and white flames, burned violently, and then turned into a human form.

It was an ordinary human, who looked like a child in his 50s or 60s, and it was impossible to tell the gender.

She walked over crookedly with one footstep deep and one footstep shallow, and said in a babbling tone: "Shang~Fan~, that, that, have you reflected on it?"

With this baby-like words, the child melted on the spot, and hugged the demon prince with a dry arm like a monster: "Do you know what the problem is?"

The demon prince looked back, only arms, no body.

Hum...

"I have no problem." The demon prince replied coldly.

"But you lost." The demon reminded.

"I didn't lose." The demon prince answered without hesitation.

"If you lose, you lose. The loser should be retrained as a matter of course." The voice of the demon became gloomy.

"You have no say." The prince of demons gave a matter-of-fact answer: "Demon, you are not the referee of victory or defeat, stop pretending."

The conversation between the prince of demons and the demon of demons gradually calmed down Mo Hu next to him.

This reminded him of the former prince of demons.

That invincible figure, the perfect back that he followed.

The prince of demons is perfect.

Wisdom, knowledge, mind, will.

Physical body, cultivation, reaction, patience.

There is no weakness, no place that can be caught.

As the magic weapon of the prince of demons, Mo Hu has always felt that the prince of demons is invincible and full of wisdom, and naturally feels that he probably has no worries and will not be depressed.

Of course, this is also true in reality. Wouldn't anyone who sees him think that the prince of demons is an invincible and wise existence?

Of course.

However, Mo Hu realized afterwards that even such a prince of demons would be depressed.

It is better to say that the smarter a person is, the more troubles he has.

The more perfect a person is, the more serious troubles he will face, because ordinary things cannot constitute his troubles at all.

In this regard, Li Qi may sympathize with the Demon Prince. Both geniuses are actually troubled. Although they are dazzling to outsiders, they can be felt when they are really close. Under the light, the burning thoughts are so intense that the consumption of maintaining such a torch is incalculable.

Therefore, Mo Hu will panic and worry.

However, now look...

Although the Demon Prince has an unimaginable burden behind him, he is still the same.

There is no need to worry, it is completely groundless.

On the side of the demon...

Hearing the arrogant answer of the Demon Prince, loudly proclaiming that the demon is not a referee, the demon laughed loudly.

The laughter was sharp at first, like a child.

Then it gradually became pleasant, as light as a girl.

After that, it became manic, and then turned into a howl that a living creature should not have, stirring the void and generating countless whirlpools. Countless evil thoughts emerged in the whirlpools, and countless twisted and vicious suns were generated in the evil thoughts.

It is called the sun, but in fact it is a monster that looks like a star. The monster swaggers with its twisted body, splits the sky, and emits a dizzy halo like a kaleidoscope.

In the end, everything calmed down.

The demon also regained its calm, but turned into a ghost-like shadow, circling the demon prince. While turning, it said: "But you should know that you are not invincible. I am invincible. All the honors you have won before are actually won by me."

"If you lose, I will let everything start over until you win."

The demon prince interrupted at this time: "Except facing Li Qi, right? So I lost to Li Qi once, because you would not interfere in matters related to Li Qi."

"Well~, that's about it~, what's wrong, are you jealous?" The demon asked with a little pride.

"You interfere with me without any restrictions, and you do not interfere with Li Qi at all. Are we both... on the same chessboard?" asked the Demon Prince.

"I'm sorry, Shang Fan, I can't tell you this." The demon shook his head and said regretfully.

"Not telling me is also an answer." The Demon Prince said in the same tone as the Sky Demon.

"Haha, you kid, are you playing tricks?" The Sky Demon laughed, and then glanced at the Demon Prince.

Just one glance.

The Demon Prince immediately tensed up!

The endless storm swept into his heart!

His ears were buzzing, his heart began to jump up and down, and even his sternum was hit hard by his heart, causing pain in his sternum.

But this was just the beginning. His mind was like being trapped in a huge, hot, short and thick rolling oven, and no one could control it!

All kinds of terrible demonic thoughts began to stir, using those things called "memories" to mess up his brain.

The Demon Prince kept finding that he suddenly woke up from his bed and found himself a religious fanatic.

After he realized this, he woke up again and became a UFO fan chasing UFOs.

When he woke up again, he found that he was eating his younger brother for breakfast.

Absurd, weird, endless evil thoughts surrounded him. As long as he remained ‘awake’, all this would stretch endlessly.

With just one glance, the Demon Prince seemed to have spent countless time.

It was so long that he could not see the end at all, like a dark dome.

Opposite him, something was rising at the end of the world. It was a black sphere, its arc was perfect to the extreme. Now only a part of it protruded on the straight horizon. That thing was the source of all dreams, and Mo Hu could feel its burning coldness.

Cold, but burning.

Energy flowed slowly around, like sunlight shining on a sticky, greasy river.

Mo Hu really wanted to leave here, not to be like a fragile little toy doll bumping in this ridiculous toy boat. Floating in the greasy energy river.

Unfortunately, he couldn't do it.

And the Demon Prince... he was directly hit head-on and shattered.

His spirit and body were shattered.

But the next moment, like a slow aggregation of geological movement, he began to slowly form a whole.

This is very much like the huge landmasses that came together due to plate activity in prehistoric times.

And... the speed is about the same.

The recovery of the Demon Prince was slow enough to evolve into dinosaurs.

However, after hundreds of millions of years of aggregation, he was torn apart again.

Now, when the never-ending giant storm began to gallop across the land, he once again started the next magnificent land merger.

In the surrounding void, the gloomy and solemn drumbeats accompanied it, which was the sound of heartbeats.

After each catastrophe, the Demon Prince was able to recover, but each time he recovered, he was not as energetic as before.

The Heavenly Demon accelerated time.

Billions of years of shattering and merging, lasting five times!