"That Yuri scientist of yours, the one who built the mental controller, is quite sinister."

Demoro glanced at this Great Witch Giant, overlooking the land from the rooftop,

"I've developed a civilization of pathfinders, with a population of tens of billions. Continuing research along this line might lead to something interesting."

After all, a nation capable of sparking the Second World War single-handedly, naturally possesses a lot of black technology.

Demoro's heart was cold.

"The world's structure is divided into three major powers, the chessboard is set, the three mythic extraordinary civilizations awaken on the earth; let's see who will be the victor!"

"The emperors of these giant nations, the Giant Kingdom, are just the supporters behind our mortal wars."

Meanwhile, as Atlantis develops nearby, the common beings of the Demon Realm have already reached a population of five or six billion during this period.

And it's doubling every day.

Time flies, and years pass by.

"We lack a catalyst."

The entire Demon Realm has now amassed a population of ten billion.

At the same time, significant progress has been made in researching the dark arts of mental control.

The seventeenth year of the Demon Realm.

More years go by.

The autonomous regions of Shushan Land, the rapid development of the Celestial Court.

The reincarnated body of Buddhism returns, expanding greatly, rising in the world.

Only the Demon Realm, although many prodigies emerged, no real figure comparable to the Great Emperor appeared, making Demoro feel his Demon Realm lacked talents.

But on this day.

In the Liu Clan, a baby was born with a cry, blood scent soaring to the sky.

The baby was born extraordinary, those who saw him seemed to find themselves facing countless abysses, their minds muddled, unknowingly obeyed this child.

In the blink of an eye, he grew into a young boy, the entire village became his puppets, obeying his every command, while their spirits gradually depleted, heading towards soul dispersion and having their souls absorbed by the child.

Even ordinary practitioners passing by the village were so frightened their souls were in turmoil, and their cultivation level plummeted.

"A ghostly presence?"

Demoro's lip curled with a smile, detecting some peculiar soul mutations.

This boy was infected by some evil thing, coupled with those researchers of mental control whose wandering souls overlay, creating an unimaginable and rare mutation.

"The Demon Realm finally produced someone talented!"

Demoro was exhilarated, "This is a catalyst to disrupt heaven and earth, his appearance gives me the chance to dominate the entire Earth, to re-enact the glory of tens of thousands of years under Emperor Xia!"

Demoro approached this boy, smiling, "You're excellent, since you bear the surname Liu, why not call yourself Liu Luo. I have the prototype of the 'Book of the Dead' forged from the lifeblood of countless beings here, to teach you, hoping you can carry it forward."

"The dead? Liu Luo loves them the most!"

The boy, with an innocent look, gazed at the ghastly figure with horn-like features, feeling no fear at all, and happily began flipping through the book, "Big brother is truly a gentle person, I love big brother the most...."

"I am not a gentle brother, I am the evil, strong, dark reincarnation of Buddha's evil thoughts... the great King of Demons." Demoro felt somewhat dissatisfied when looking at the child, "And call me Master."

"Big brother, really cares about his reputation."

Liu Luo smiled, licked his lips, and a hint of brutality flashed, "I love gentle people the most, why don't we become one, big brother?"

He suddenly opened his mouth.

Gulp!

Demoro was fiercely sucked in, swallowed into the belly in an instant.

"Ah, this world is really a joyful place.... I really want to be happy with everyone." The boy walked out of the deserted village, heading towards the far reaches of the land.

"Knowing I'm the Demon Lord, and still eating me?"

Another magical thought of Demoro descended, quietly watching the distance, "So young yet already reached the third realm of cultivation, not simple."

Previously, he was very annoyed after being devoured by an emperor of the mortal world, losing much power, but now he was not angry at all, smiling instead.

Even killing a master, that's a disciple of mine, Demoro.

He was very satisfied with such a genius.

This is the kind of demon, dark, violent, and filled with hateful resentments that he desired.

"Little guy, you're a ghost born into a human body, a rare physique in the world; you need to live a little longer... to carve out an era for us in the Demon Realm." Demoro knew this might be the beginning of a great war.

As more time passed, the boy grew up completely.

Connected with the rulers of various kingdoms, civilizations started rapidly developing, previously densely populated on several mountains and islands, now people dispersed.

Flying through heaven and earth.

Spreading branches across the entire land.

They were once afraid of being attacked, but now fully fledged, what is there to fear?

The civilization level of mere great witches had long been left behind!

At this time, the New World was too vast, besides the Indian natives, other human settlement towns were stationed as warfronts, with a population totaling less than a million.

A million people living on this land, only a few dozen autonomous regions, scattered at some key points.

And now, in the gaps of these autonomous regions, numerous traces of ordinary people have appeared.

...

...

"This rear strategic planet, Earth, has begun to fully enter the Fourth-Realm Civilization of the Seeker."

Fu Qingjun sat in the cafeteria, continuing to eat, gazing distantly at the sky outside the window, "The speed at which natural disasters are breaking out is decent, quite standard. Right now, they've finally started targeting the American Continent!"

If my hair wasn't a limitation, at this rate of proliferation, I'd occupy the entire Earth in the blink of an eye, just like the zombies or aliens in movies.

However, despite appearing strong, it's still far from sufficient to face the unseen enemies!

The Fourth-Realm Seeker Civilization is already so terrifying...

What will the next level of civilization be like?

I need to deduce it; otherwise, it will be difficult to have enough self-defense power.

In the cafeteria.

"It's best not to go out recently," Baiyu advised, "My True Immortal disciple told me it's already very dangerous outside; we are safer hiding in the Great Witch town."

Nearby, everyone was whispering in fragmented discussions.

What is it...ancient mythology has fully revived, and the proliferation rate of mortals is terrifying. Indeed, we are the long-lived mythological species, so few in number that sows can't compete with these mortals. They're not even mammals, having a dozen or so offspring per birth, capable of conceiving seven or eight times a year...

Everyone knows that the world outside the town has changed drastically!

Mythology has descended!

Shushan Land, the Demon Realm, and Atlantis have also begun connecting as they expand...the American Continent has gradually changed, with countless tiny plants and buildings beginning to cover the area outside the Great Witch Town.

Nothing is as it was!

Walking among it, one feels like a giant entering a miniature Extraordinary World full of plants, buildings, and animals.

At this moment, Liu Luo had become terrifying.

In recent days, they had already fought their way from the Demon Realm to the edge of the Shushan Land within just a month, slaughtering thirteen sects in one go and annihilating all beings!

The entire Little South Domain Cultivation World was completely shaken.

The Little South Domain Cultivation World had a population of over a hundred million!

Yet they swept through towns and sects one by one within a month, killing so many people alive. It was utterly murderous, more terrifying than ghosts and gods!

The martial artists in Miao Chun Hall were all stunned when they heard this.

We've been fighting for so long, several decades, and only a few million have died.

And them?

A single person killed over a hundred million, without a single bruise or scratch!

Many martial artists in Miao Chun Hall were completely dumbfounded; they initially thought they were the ones going to war, but now it turned out the three big kingdoms were secretly funding those mortal battles?

The fighting armies changed all of a sudden.

They all wanted to become emperors in the mortal realm, ruling ordinary folks of the Great Witch while leveraging advantages to cultivate and become a Witch God themselves.

"This person is not just a ghost! How can they kill like this?"

"Feasting on the souls of living people is the doing of ghosts. How can they devour the souls of the living like living beings?"

"Truly a generation's demon, must be eliminated!"

"Though it sounds brutal, the mythological world is too horrifying; under the gods, it's like killing billions just for fun! But for us, it's also an opportunity."

"The martial world is back again."

"This battlefield is beyond our imagination! According to their massive war, I reckon it could last a hundred years!"

"I don't think so; maybe it'll be over in a few years, as speed is of the essence. Would the Celestial Emperor and the Buddha really hold back from acting?"

Discussions grew lively in the cafeteria.

Yet, they secretly felt that as the mythological giants, the proliferation speed of those mortal beings was indeed too terrifying; as long as there was enough food and resources, their rampant births could keep up with the speed of death.

Everyone chatted excitedly until night fell before finally falling asleep.

The next morning.

Upon waking up, they were instantly struck by a terrifying piece of news.

A day in heaven equals a year below, and in the single night they slept, half a year had already passed in the mortal world.

"Atlantis, suffered a severe blow!"

In the eleventh year of Atlantis.

The demon Liu Luo, unlike Shushan Land with countless True Immortals intervening, had no one to counter him as he killed another three hundred million beings, sparking worldwide anger.

This demon invaded the Magic Continent, slaughtering the gods of various divine systems, disrupting the magic net, causing the fall of the Goddess of Love, and forcing all other gods to flee into the water.

Atlantis, having just risen, was once again severely damaged.

Even countless god-level mages, using numerous magical items and forbidden spells, were no match.

"Professor Naxika?"

At this time, Liu Luo broke into the Magic Dynasty Library.

This bloodthirsty man with eyes like sharp eagles looked at the giants working inside, smirking, "God and Nuwa, the two Ancient Gods have not appeared because this is a human war that doesn't involve the few Great Witches...naturally, I won't kill you."

Liu Luo turned around, hands behind his back, leaving calmly, "Hmph, Hawks Giant Kingdom?"

"The Mayan Civilization Annals, quite interesting...you may write me a 'Chronicles of Liu Luo the Demon Lord' to commemorate my grand ambition of slaughtering the world to achieve enlightenment!"

Professor Naxika did not speak, keeping his eyes fixed on him.

The Grand Archbishop beside him was so startled that he could not stand still, frantically reciting scriptures.

Liu Luo was simply a mad, pathological individual, intending to launch simultaneous conflict against both civilizations, leaving even the demons caught off guard, but they had no choice but to begin with small-scale frictions.

Countless children cried, equating this demon with death already.

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