I’m Really a Villain

This is a world almost burned by magic flames.

The vastness of the world does not know its tens of thousands of miles, but the mighty devilish energy has rendered this world.

There is nothing in the world.

In addition to the magic energy, there is only one mountain in front of you.

At the bottom of the mountain, raging demonic flames were burning, shining the entire sky red.

The mountains are steep and rocky.

There is a person standing on the top of the mountain.

A man with his back on his back, wearing a black shirt, dancing with the magic flame like a ghost.

At this moment, with Xu Zimo's arrival, the man turned around slowly.

"I'm waiting for someone!"

His face was covered with magic marks, especially those eyes burning with magic flames.

It seems to contain the supreme horror.

His body is not tall, but he feels very stalwart.

It belongs to the kind of existence with the sky above the head and the galaxy on the feet.

"Is it you?" The man on the mountain looked at Xu Zimo and said like a dream.

"My lord, how long has it been.

I don't know how long I've been waiting.

The wreckage has been burned by raging fire.

You are finally here. "

"Demon slave?" At this moment, Baimeng came out from the void and asked lightly.

"So it's Lord Seventh General," the man on the top of the mountain greeted.

"Who is he?" Xu Zimo asked suspiciously.

"Your former servant," Baimon replied respectfully.

"What?" Xu Zimo looked at the man on the top of the mountain and asked.

"What are you waiting for me here for?"

"My lord, here is what the former you left for the present you,

I'm waiting for you to come and take it," Manu quickly replied.

"What?" Xu Zimo asked.

Manu glanced at Baimeng, then lowered his head slightly, and said respectfully.

"Master Seventh Warlord, let's go out first.

Let the Lord take that thing himself. "

Bai Meng nodded, and then exchanged glances with Xu Zimo.

He stepped into the air with the demon slave and left this world together.

…………

After the two left, Xu Zimo just looked at the world.

The magic energy here gave him a very familiar feeling.

Like a fish in water.

He stepped on the mountain peak and quickly ran towards the top of the mountain.

Endless devilish energy permeated between his feet.

Pieces of gravel rolled down.

When Xu Zimo came to the top of the mountain, he found that there were many murals here.

These murals have been stored here for an unknown number of years.

The murals seem to be telling an ancient story.

When Xu Zimo gathered his mind and concentrated his attention on these murals.

He found that his consciousness was actually sucked into the world of this mural.

The line of sight in front of him began to change.

The sky is blood red!

The land is raging with flames of war.

A man in a war robe stood on the top of the mountain.

He holds the sun and the moon in his hands and steps on the galaxy.

The whole body is bathed in blood.

If you look carefully, you will find that the mountain peak under his feet is full of corpses.

It was a mountain made up of corpses piled up one after another.

Howling and haze enveloped the world.

Death and carnage sound the drums of war.

The mountain where the corpses were piled up was surrounded by people, all of them glaring, their veins bulging.

"Devil, you never thought you would have this day too!"

Someone laughed heartily.

"Come down and die, and stop your fearless resistance.

We can still make your death a little easier. "

"You are going against the sky, and now you have been punished by the heavens!"

"Those abandoned by heaven should have been ups and downs for generations, but you always want to resist.

Changing one's destiny is simply ridiculous without knowing it. "

Listen to the accusations from everyone below.

The man on the mountain raised his head slowly.

His face was clearly clear, but Xu Zimo couldn't see it no matter how he looked.

It was as if there was always a fog covering him.

Xu Zimo stood in mid-air and could clearly see the scene below.

But he couldn't move, couldn't do anything.

Just watch like a bystander.

At this moment, the man stood up slowly, and it was hard for people to imagine how many injuries he had suffered under his battle robe.

The moment he stood up, the people around him subconsciously took two steps back.

The man slowly raised his head, at this moment, Xu Zimo saw his face clearly.

"How come?" Xu Zimo's complexion changed drastically.

Some stood there in disbelief, shaking their heads constantly.

The man looked exactly like him.

He froze in place.

With the same face, two people seemed to be carved out of the same mold.

"You came!"

At this moment, the surrounding scene seems to be still, everything.

scattered blood,

The wailing of bones like a mountain underfoot,

The wind that blows by chance in the sky,

the distant morning mist,

The accusations of those nearby.

Everything, time and space, have all come to a standstill.

Only the man on the top of the mountain raised his head silently and looked at Xu Zimo calmly.

That glance of ten thousand years seems to have passed through several ancient centuries.

Layers of void and endless time cycle endlessly.

He looked at Xu Zimo with an unstoppable power.

Inexplicable and inexplicable emotions.

Xu Zimo couldn't express his current emotions.

He felt like he was looking in a mirror, and the people in the mirror were both strange and familiar.

He opened his mouth, wanting to ask the question in his heart.

But the man on the top of the mountain seemed to know his question and interrupted him in advance.

Shaking his head, he said, "I know what you want to ask.

Don't worry, just go on like this.

One day, you will have the answer. "

"What do you want to do?" Xu Zimo calmed down and asked.

"Give you what's rightfully yours," the man replied.

"What?" Xu Zimo was puzzled.

The man slowly raised his head, looking at the sky above.

At this moment, Tongtian's aura emanated from him.

The frozen space around has returned to its previous calm.

People continued to yell and accuse noisily.

And the battle robe behind the man made boundless ripples with the strong wind.

Holding the ancient artifact in hand, he shot up to the sky, and walked down the mountain of corpses step by step.

…………

"I have lived through countless epochs.

Witnessed the rise and fall of too many epics.

What is a demon?

It seems that people have already been labeled as evil.

There is no magic word in the world, and there is no such race as magic.

It's just the hats that the turbid people put on those people who are abandoned by heaven.

After walking for several epochs, I have integrated everything I have seen, heard, and known.

Comprehend a book of combat skills.

Name it "Magic"!

Let those self-proclaimed extraordinary people see the real devil so what! "

The man walked towards the bottom of the mountain while talking.

Every word he said was sonorous and powerful.

Every time you take a step, the aura around you will become stronger.

The supreme power and the ancient devilish energy drove a big hole in the world.