"Little Marquis, should we directly sacrifice these demon hunters and exorcists here or bring them back to wait for the humans to exchange them?”The ear-piercing voice that sounded like a muffled drum suddenly rang out in Yan Yang's ears, causing him to instantly wake up.
In front of him was a battlefield, or rather, a battlefield that had just been formed. In a huge valley, many trees were broken at the waist, burning and emitting pungent black smoke. Under a dozen huge stone pits, there were two to three people in a sorry state. Their bodies were black, as if they were poisoned. At the edge of the stone pits, there were many jumping corpses baring their teeth and roaring at the people in the pits.
How could Yan Yang not be in a daze? Not long ago, he had helped everyone kill the Eye of Extermination, and the Great Wall was safe. Now, he was here. Wasn't the mission coming too fast? And beside him was Corpse Chief, who was trying his best to please him.
It was a white-haired, long-haired zombie with an extremely ugly face. Even the masters of creation could not create such an ugly thing. A Corpse Chief was a high-level zombie that died and was buried underground for hundreds of years. It had scarlet eyes and long, sharp, poisonous claws, but it did not make Yan Yang afraid at all.
[Ding-dong: The host has transformed into the son of the Demon Lord. The host's mission is to resolve the conflicts between the various races by making movies and games.]
There is no time limit, as long as the host completes the mission.
The system's voice rang out, leaving Yan Yang speechless.
Making movies and games?
At this moment, Corpse Chief was still carefully asking Yan Yang for his opinion.
Yan Yang was just about to speak when his body suddenly trembled and a sharp pain came from his head. A wave of memories flooded him like a tidal wave. The huge impact almost made him faint.
It was like a dream. The fragmented memories were very incoherent, and the fragments flashed past one by one.
Suddenly, a bigger thought came to his mind."This is the territory of the human race. My name is Yan Yang, the second son of the Demon Lord of the Spirit Emperor Demon Realm, Yan Lin.”A strange memory suddenly appeared in his mind, telling him where he was, who he was, and who the zombies in front of him were.
"Little Marquis?" Corpse Chief asked in confusion again.
"Don't talk, let me be quiet!" Yan Yang quickly crouched down and tried to recall the original memories of the body's owner. In the end, it gradually became clear as he recalled everything about this world.
Yan Yang sorted out his memories. In this bizarre world, humans, gods, demons, monsters, ghosts, and monsters fought for their own survival. He heard that there were even so-called angels with wings in the west. In short, this was a chaotic world.
He, Yan Yang, stood on the evil side of the human race, the immortals, and the divine races. His father owned a world, and there were many ghosts and monsters in it.
Humans, immortals, and gods suppressed demons and ghosts everywhere, and they fought back with all their might. It had been tens of thousands of years since ancient times.
The reason why he appeared here this time was because he heard that many demon hunters and exorcists from the human side were preparing to go to the Myriad Ghost Cave to capture demons and exorcise ghosts, so as to weaken his own forces.
How could Yan Yang just sit there and wait to be beaten up? He secretly mobilized the forces closest to the Myriad Ghost Cave to ambush them halfway and finally wiped out the enemy. However, he couldn't stand the excitement of participating in the battle and was knocked unconscious by the enemy's full-powered attack. When he woke up, he was already like this.
Yan Yang was speechless for a moment. How unlucky was he? He was hit just like that and his brain short-circuited. What was even more coincidental was that he died at the same time as him in another parallel world. He crossed countless tens of thousands of miles of history and possessed his body.
Seeing his Lord Marquis 'eyes light up bit by bit, Corpse Chief, who was a lackey, immediately became excited."Little Marquis, this time we were able to obtain information in advance and ambush so many demon hunters and exorcists here. I wonder how the Demon Lord will praise you when we return!”Corpse Chief, who was standing beside Yan Yang, revealed a smile that was uglier than crying as he congratulated Yan Yang.
"This subordinate thinks that we should be direct and clean. We should directly kill these hateful humans on the spot so that we won't have to waste our food when we return.”After Corpse Chief finished speaking, he glared fiercely at the humans in the pit.
Upon hearing that they were to be killed on the spot, the thirty or so human demon hunters were immediately terrified. They shook their heads and whimpered as they approached each other. However, there were still dozens of green-haired and white-haired zombies around them, who growled and scattered them, not giving them any chance to escape.
"First, bring it back first!" Yan Yang finally managed to sort out his thoughts. However, he had suddenly become a member of the evil race. Although his body had changed, his thoughts and ethics were still stuck on Earth.
Usually, when he killed a chicken, he would use the white wine that he couldn't bear to drink to make it drunk. Then, when he killed it, it didn't resist, and there was less blood splattering. When it was cooked, the meat quality... Bah, what was he thinking? In short, in his previous life, as a human, he had only transmigrated once and changed into another opposing identity. He still couldn't make a group of zombies kill his own kind with a single word.
"Yes, Little Marquis!"
Yan Yang was still trying his best to digest and absorb the memories. Corpse Chief, who was beside him, followed Yan Yang's orders and waved at the jumping corpses beside him.
The hopping-corpse with a withered face hopped to the front of the bound demon hunters and spat out a stinky green gas from its mouth. The humans immediately spat out white foam and fainted.
Immediately after, halos suddenly appeared on the heads of the Jumping Corpses, connecting them together to form a small teleportation array. Many white-haired and green-haired zombies lifted the Demon Hunter by his waist with their noses raised, jumped into the teleportation array, and disappeared.
The zombies and mountain spirits had already started to teleport away. Yan Yang had also digested most of the memories in his mind, so he finally stepped in.
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The demon world was very big. Although the people were complicated, there was no such phenomenon as imagined. It was just like the human world. The blue sky, the white clouds, the mountains, the water, the birds, the flowers, and the monsters were all different.
"Little Marquis, what should we do with these humans?”Corpse Chief asked after returning to the Demon Realm.
"Lock them up first and feed them some food. Don't let them starve to death!”Yan Yang ordered. After giving the order, Yan Yang went straight back to his room in the castle according to his memory.
In his memory, the Demon Realm was very large. If he had to compare it, it was as large as two Earths. Of course, there were even more vast human realms, immortals, gods, and many undeveloped areas outside the Demon Realm.
Of course, the things that lived in the Demon Realm were also complicated. Mountain spirits, monsters, evil ghosts, zombies, and so on. The reason why Yan Yang was able to take care of them was all thanks to his father, the King of the Demon Realm-Yan Lin!
Yan Lin only had two sons. Yan Yang was the second son, and his eldest son, Yan Zhao, was a war maniac. For many years, he had led many demons to fight against the humans, ruling thousands of troops to guard the frontier fortress.
Yan Yang didn't know how long it had been since he last saw this big brother smile. Especially the few scars left on his face from the few life and death battles, it made people feel even more resistant.
As for Yan Yang, with such an outstanding big brother, he no longer had the desire to improve himself. He spent his days in a drunken stupor, especially when he heard that there was a Demon Hunter coming. With the mentality of playing around and wanting to show off his skills in front of his father, he decided to lead a team to launch a sneak attack.
How could the Lord of the Demon Realm, Yan Lin, not know about this sneak attack? However, he did not stop or praise him. Be it his eldest son or youngest son, it was good that everything was safe.
He returned to his residence. It was a place comparable to the Forbidden City. It was filled with golden splendor. Countless winged elves were fiddling with the tens of thousands of flower vases in the hall. Many translucent female ghosts passed through the long gauze and swept the dust. A few Fire-feathered Cranes quickly flapped their wings and cleaned the floor...
Everything was flourishing and Yan Yang felt very comfortable. In his memory, this was undoubtedly the best life. He didn't want to compete with his big brother for the next Demon Lord. It was too tiring. Moreover, the ones standing on his opposite side were humans. If only humans and demons could coexist peacefully. In his previous life, didn't the different cultures and races also get along well?
According to the memories of this body, this mainland was filled with hundreds of races. There was constant friction. If there was a slight disagreement, two races might start a war. It was a classic case of fighting without quarreling. The barbarians were vividly displayed. However, no matter which race, other than being passionate about war, they all admired beauty.
For example, humans were the most adaptable to the environment. They created many things that other races admired. Their population was also the largest. When everyone had a common interest, they could even cooperate for a short period of time on some problems.
For example, the humans loved poetry, books, and beautiful culture. The field of literature was in an explosive period of development, and everyone followed in the footsteps of their ancestors to show that their race had a long history. Yan Yang's heart moved. Since this world had already provided him with such good innate conditions, especially now that the friction between the humans and the demons had been frequent, since he had come to this world, facing his 'compatriots' from the outside world, Yan Yang suddenly came up with a plan…
What was the impression of demons in modern society? They ate people, looked terrifying, and did all kinds of evil. Over time, a natural fear and fear formed in their hearts.
However, Yan Yang didn't think so. Who said that demons were terrifying? From the various 2D games and movies in his previous life, from World of Warcraft, Diablo…to Painted Skin, Ying Ning…
He didn't want to fight with humans one day. If he wanted to change this deep-rooted culture, he had to start from the cultural aspect and make use of each other's desires to achieve a mutually beneficial situation. Anyway, he had nothing to do. In the eyes of his father, Yan Lin, he was just a good-for-nothing son. His father wouldn't care about what he did.
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