Demon King

　　 The village chief looked distressedly at the gravel on the ground, oh, it was a totem before that.

　　 Ivo lay on the ground to calm his complex mood, and communicate with the nails in his head by the way.

　　 "Demasia, you are a ‘god’ and a demon lord, what does this mean, and how did you get into my head?"

Do you even save your "His Royal Highness" now, the demon leader...it’s better to call Demasia, Demasia’s projection in the consciousness of Ivo looked helpless, and replied: “Your family has worshiped this king since independence. This king is one of the four demon lords of purgatory, and is the object of worship of your family. This king encountered some dangers and had to turn into a demon seed to escape from purgatory. The demon seed is the root of the existence of the devil, that is, the soul of the devil. Contains the king's most quintessential power and all the knowledge, as long as enough vitality and energy are accumulated, this king can reshape his body and resurrect."

　　 "The advantage I can bring to you is..." Demacia fell silent suddenly and stopped talking. Ivo was surprised. After calling a few times in his head, he didn't respond.

　　 When he looked up, the village head was standing beside him. Ivo looked straight and stood up quickly, only now remembering that he came here today to receive enlightenment.

The village chief stroked the gray beard, looked at Ivo from left to right, wondering, it seemed that Ivo didn't seem to be able to break the totem. Maybe the totem was in disrepair. The village chief shook his head and left the totem thing in his mind. Later, the tone was calm: "Little Ivo, you are already six years old, and the future lies on the shoulders of young people. You are qualified to know the truth about the ethnic group."

"You say."

　　 The village chief had a serious tone, "We are not people."

　　 Ivo reminded in a low voice: "The village chief, next time you scold yourself, remember to pick me out."

　　 The head of the village gave Ivo a glare, slowly telling the history of the ethnic group:

"We are a family of mimics, and the Hangu tribe is the colony of the last descendants of the mimics. We are the last mimics in this world. Although we look like humans, our bloodline contains unimaginable powers. ."

　　 "Before talking about our bloodline ability, I want to tell you the history of the race."

　　 "It is said that ancient gods created the world and created all species. Whether this is a myth or a fact, it has nothing to do with our clan. Whether other races are created by gods or not, our clan is definitely not created by gods."

　　 "Because we are man-made... Simulators, the highest achievement of alchemy-the creation of life."

"The first generation of impersonators were themselves slaves of various races captured by the human race. After three hundred years of experimentation, they extracted and merged from hundreds of thousands of materials. Finally, they were transformed into the human race by the alchemy of the human race on the Odin continent. The war puppets have formed our dirtiest bloodline.

"It was the end of the dark night age. The human races of the Odin continent were competing for the dominance of the continent from the night race werewolves, blood races, and underworld races. Countless wars and beacon flames enveloped the Odin continent, and the collision of blades and claws produced fierce sparks. , The blood gathered into a stream, thousands of years ago."

　　 "As a war puppet, the simulacrum is constantly being manufactured and discarded, as if it is a fateful reincarnation. We still have wisdom and thinking, but under the constraints of the witchcraft contract, we can only faithfully execute the maker's orders."

"The oppression produced resistance, and finally, a certain ancestor of the first-generation impersonator succeeded in purifying the bloodline, fusing the ability that alchemy gave us into a real bloodline talent, possessing the ability to inherit, and creating a new race. That ancestor Found a way to break the witchcraft contract, tore up the soul contract that the human race had forcibly concluded, and led the remaining hundreds of fellow races to rebellion. According to incomplete epic records, the humans who imprisoned the pioneers of our race at that time were enough One hundred thousand..."

　　 At this point, the village chief glanced at Ivo, who was already stunned, waited a while, let him digest it, and then smiled and asked, "Guess what, what happened?"

　　 Ivo blurted out, "Of course it succeeded, otherwise we would have died a long time ago."

Ivo's heart was very uneasy. He always thought that he was a person, but he did not expect that he was artificial. Although people are also artificial, it is a wonderful process from two cells to a big tuft. It is simply inexplicable. Wonderful...

　　 You ask me what does this have to do with the current topic?

　　 Well, it’s okay, continue with the previous topic.

The village chief nodded and said: "You are right. Hundreds of ancestors broke out of tens of thousands of people. Although the human race imprisoned us, they also created us. After the pioneers escaped, they joined the crusade in the name of a new race. The wave of dark night rule helped the human race defeat the dark night race and repay the grace of creation. After that, the ancestors came to this inaccessible area and established the Cold Valley tribe. This is the truth of the ethnic group."

　　 Ivo was speechless for a long time, and didn't know what expression to make to respond.

　　 The village chief said with a solemn expression, "Maybe our rise is very dirty, but you have to remember this sentence-we have the dirtiest bloodline, and we also have the strongest future."

　　 "What does this mean?" Ivo rubbed his chest, it's not dirty.

　　 As the village chief told, Ivo gradually understood the bloodline abilities of the impersonator.

　　 Mimics can fuse the bloodlines of all species. After fuse the bloodlines, their physical fitness will be greatly enhanced and they will gain certain characteristics and talents of the race. The rarer and stronger the fusion races, the higher the enhancement effect. It can fuse weak gophers and powerful dragons.

　　 After fusion of blood, you can transform into a fused race, possessing the power of that race, and the power after transformation is limited by your physical ability and age.

　　 Transformation is the strongest combat method of the Simulator.

　　 The enhancement after fusion is fundamental, which means that the life level of the simulacrum has changed in essence, which is equivalent to an increase in potential. For example, for warriors of the same level, orcs have absolutely stronger physical fitness than humans. This is the difference in racial talents. Simulators can optimize their racial talents and their potential continues to grow.

　　 is like mining. Under the same weight, the value of gold ore is much higher than that of iron ore, and the simulacrum has the ability to transform itself from "iron ore" to "gold mine".

　　 "Why didn't I feel the'power' you said?" Ivo felt that the village chief was fooling him.

The village chief touched his beard and said: "The bloodline of the impersonator possesses terrifying fusion. Every ten years, the bloodline of a new race can be integrated. There is no upper limit. That is to say, your bloodline will only be available when you are ten Awakening."

　　 Ivo summed it up, hesitatingly asked: "You mean, I can become a beast?"

　　 The village chief was silent for a while, then slowly said: "If you want to understand this way, I can't stop you..."

　　 Too much happened today, and Ivo struggled to digest the information.

　　 There lived a Frost Demon Lord in his head. He is not a human, but a race called the Simulator, and has the talent to blend with other races. The most important thing is that the village chief is a bunker!

　　 Ivo remembered the uninvited guest in his head, and asked, "Then why do we worship the devil?"

　　 The village chief's face suddenly became ugly, and he didn't seem to want to answer this question. Even when he talked about the suffering history of the race, he didn't have such an expression. He said lightly, "I will tell you about this later."

　　 There is something tricky!

　　 Ivo’s gossip heart rises up, no matter how you ask, the village chief just keeps a straight face and does not reveal any information. Ivo is depressed and secretly said: "Anyway, there is a master in his head, just ask Demasia."

Demacia has been silent all the time. Ivo can roughly understand his thoughts. The village chief just accidentally indirectly made a divine impact. Whether it was a coincidence or strength, Demacia felt that he was at risk of exposure, so he did not dare to be in front of the village chief. Talk to Ivo.

Ivo doesn’t have much obsession with becoming stronger. His biggest wish is to become a traveler and to wander around the world. He reads a lot of novels. Although he knows he has great potential, he still can’t afford it. Ideas like going to the top.

　　 General description: The road to the strong is very difficult, with thorny steps and no assurance of success.

　　 Literary point description: "I have no reason to become stronger, I don't have a partner I want to protect, and I don't have the bond of an old enemy."

　　 One word description: lazy.

The village chief coughed twice: "Since the totem is broken, don't sacrifice for the first time. Tell me the three enlightenment teachers you chose. Each of them will train you for two years, for a total of six years. Mork told me that you want to leave. At the age of sixteen, each member of the tribe must perform a rite of passage, leave the tribe through the "Moor Turbulence Teleportation Array" in the tribe, teleport to a fixed altar in Friga, and return to the tribe with their own power , It is considered as the completion of the coming-of-age ceremony."

　　 Ivo was able to leave the tribe, finally let go of his heart, facing the monotonous ice and snow for six full years, a normal person would be bored, "What is the Moor Turbulent Teleportation Array?"

　　 "The teleported magic circle," the village chief didn't want to say more, "you can't understand the explanation now, choose three enlightenment teachers."

　　 Ivo rolled his eyes and thought for a while and said: "The first one I want the tavernkeeper Bogdo."

　　 Bogdo’s boss is a short, fat man. He often dips a fork in ice plum wine to get Ivo drunk. The taste of ice plum wine is great. Ivo wants to choose him as a teacher, maybe he can drink for free.

　　 The head of the village has a strange expression on his face.

　　 "The second one is Uncle Anthony, the captain of the hunting team." Hunting must be taught to survive in the wild. Although Ivo is lazy, he still attaches great importance to safety issues.

　　 The village chief nodded, this choice is much more normal.

"The third one, let's take the uncle black robe." Uncle black robe is a middle-aged man wrapped in black robe. He is the only beggar in the tribe... a small tribe with a population of less than two hundred has a career. What an incredible thing a beggar is, Ivo knows that there is something tricky when I think about it. You ask me what I think about my butt... it's almost upside-down.

　　 The village head gave Ivo a deep look, "Are you sure?"

　　 Ivo feels good about himself, "OK."

　　 "... Go to the entrance of the village tomorrow morning, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Bogdo will start teaching you."

　　 Ivo nodded to express understanding.

　　 The village chief glanced at Ivo, walked away, and secretly said: "He has selected the three most capable people in the tribe. Did Mok secretly tell him?"

　　 Ivo and the other village chief walked away, and hurriedly called Demasia in his heart, "Are you there?"

　　 Demacia's voice finally appeared, and said helplessly: "I know what you want to ask. Although you worship me as a totem, it is actually just a cooperative relationship."

"what happened?"

　　 Demacia said: "Now it's useless if you know it, I don't want to say it."

　　 Ivo was angry, "I rely on, you just need to stay on my head, don't solve my problems, can you be reasonable?!"

　　 "I will tell you when you awakened from the war pattern."

　　 "What is the war pattern?" Ivo found that he still didn't know enough about the world.

　　 De Macia is too lazy to answer such a superficial question, "You will soon know that this king is very weak and needs a deep sleep."

　　 After finishing talking about Demasia, he stopped talking. Ivo didn't use any calls. He thought for a while, "Forget it, let's deal with the enlightenment training first."

Demacia already knows his character from Ivo’s thoughts. He is a lazy man with great curiosity. He needs a lot of energy to recover. Only when Ivo gets stronger can he recover faster. He can only use curiosity to spur him. Ivo.

　　Although Demacia only has the demon seeds, the level of the demon power is very high. It subtly transforms Ivo's body and stimulates the body's potential to the greatest extent. This is the most basic benefit that the demon lord brings to Ivo.

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