stonecrandall Chapter 230: The Birth of a Demon God
Chapter 230: The Birth of a Demon God
The strong light was still as dazzling as before. Mo Ran felt that he was in a void, with no distinction between heaven and earth, and his hands and feet moved very slowly.
He had also thought about using his own power to blast open this space, but unfortunately his power was completely blocked and he couldn't open his eyes, so he had to give up. Anyway, the system couldn't harm him.
After a long time, Mo Ran finally felt solid ground behind him. His eyes slowly opened, and he felt very clear.
A few drops of rain fell on his face, and then in a moment, it turned into a heavy downpour, and the rain curtain washed the earth, bringing life to them.
Mo Ran did not get up. He lay on the ground in the rain. There was no living creature around him. Thunderstorms exploded from time to time, cutting through the sky, bright and heart-pounding.
Only then did the system slowly raise its panel to inform its host of the current time.
[The host has already jumped through time, welcome to the time before the Thunder Devil was born. ]
"The timeline has jumped again, system. Won't this cause a time-space paradox?"
[The time-space paradox that the host mentioned does exist, but as long as you are strong enough, you don't have to worry about anything. 】
"Is that so? What would happen if I went back to Liyue now and met my past self?"
[If the host goes back now, he will not be able to meet himself, because each jump is equivalent to a new world. Only the places the host has set foot on will be merged into the original world until the present timeline. ]
[That is to say, if the host goes back now, Liyue will also change in the future, which may be good or bad. Please make a careful decision. ]
"By the way, there won't be any problem with Shen He's fate, right?!"
[Please rest assured, host. As long as you don't block yourself from everything outside and let the life star feel you, nothing will happen.]
Mo Ran let out a long breath, stood up, and a layer of immortal power rose around his body, isolating the heavy rain. His clothes were dried instantly and returned to their original state.
He looked around and released his wind elemental power to sense the surroundings. On one side was a dense forest, and on the other side was an endless ocean.
This is an island that is several thousand meters long and wide. There are not many living creatures on the island. But come to think of it, with such a severe thunderstorm, I'm afraid not many people would be willing to live here.
Mo Ran took a casual step forward, and suddenly a bolt of thunder exploded, striking not far in front of a man in black. The purple thunder was so huge that it took three people to stretch out their arms to embrace it, and it carried with it an endless power to destroy the world.
When the lightning struck the ground, it did not dissipate immediately, but instead condensed towards the center. As the lightning diminished, it slowly formed a figure that could barely be seen as a woman.
On the inky black sky, after three more lightning bolts flashed, the figure wrapped in lightning slowly revealed its true appearance. An arm with skin as white as snow and as delicate as a baby's appeared in the sight of a man in black.
Mo Ran's eyelids twitched and he waved his hand quickly. Several gentle wind elemental forces appeared and rushed towards the woman in the lightning.
When the lightning was about to completely dissipate, it wrapped the woman's seductive body tightly, leaving only her palms and feet exposed.
Seeing this, Mo Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he acted quickly, otherwise his manliness would have been ruined.
"Huh? What are these?" The girl who just appeared in the lightning was very confused.
She had a slender and gentle figure between her eyebrows and a face that could be described as stunningly beautiful. Her long purple hair casually fell behind her head, and the wind barrier on her body covered her torso. She had already achieved some success.
"Who are you?" The girl looked at a figure in black not far away, walked over slowly, her voice as gentle as a white cloud.
"Sister! Don't go over there, he's very dangerous!" A girl with the same appearance and figure jumped out from the girl's shadow, but this girl's voice and expression were like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, and she was difficult to approach.
Because she was the shadow of a young girl, she also had a layer of wind barrier on her body, but her eyes were dimmer. At this moment, she was grinning at the man in black, and looked very difficult to mess with.
"Okay, Baalzebub." The girl touched her sister's head and comforted her, "He has the same aura as us, so he should have no ill will towards us."
"But he put a layer of stuff on our bodies, and I can't tear it off no matter what I do. It's so annoying!"
"But he didn't trap us or capture us, and you've also felt his strength. If he wanted to kill us, why would he go through so much trouble?"
"But..." The younger sister, who had a bad temper, was persuaded for a long time by her gentle elder sister before she slowly let down her guard.
Mo Ran was standing not far away. It was not that he didn't want to speak, but he was now immersed in his own world, deep in thought.
The scene I just saw should be the birth process of a demon god, but I’m not sure if all demon gods are like this.
Judging from their words and actions, the demon god seemed to be born with knowledge and a certain level of strength. Compared with mortals, he was indeed much stronger.
And these two twin demons, the future gods of thunder, elder sister Baal, and younger sister Baalzeb, one is extremely strategic and intelligent, and the other is an extraordinary martial artist who swept the world.
He can be said to be the most talented person among the seven future rulers, both civil and military. If Bal had not died for some reason, the future Inazuma would not have been caught up in the turmoil of the Eye Hunting Order's closed-door policy.
But since Mo Ran has come here, he will definitely not let the tragedy happen again, and everything including the Eye Hunting Order will never happen again.
When Mo Ran came back to his senses, two demons who looked like girls were standing in front of him. One was standing quietly, while the other one had an impatient look on her face and stood there carelessly, looking around from time to time.
"You're awake." Bal saw that he had his eyes closed and thought he was sleeping. Although she didn't understand this human habit, she didn't disturb him.
Baalzebub was not so gentle. She raised her head and said angrily, "You finally woke up! You made my sister and I wait for so long. If you don't explain clearly, I will teach you a lesson!"
"Baalzebub, don't talk nonsense." Baal covered his sister's mouth, looked at the man in black apologetically, and asked, "Um, what's your name? Why do you have the same origin aura as us?"
Mo Ran was stunned for a moment, then he remembered his seven-element full-body and explained, "My name is Mo Ran, Mo for black ink, Ran for relief. I am not a demon god, just a human. As for the aura on my body, I once walked through a thunderstorm in the sky, and thus I possessed this original aura."
"Who are you kidding! This sounds impossible!" Baalzebub broke free from her sister's restraints. Although she had just made a bold statement that she would teach this man a lesson, the power gap was right in front of her, and she was not stupid enough to challenge someone stronger than herself.
Bal also looked puzzled, because logically speaking, with human physical fitness, let alone walking through a thunderstorm, they would probably be dead as soon as they came into contact with it, both their body and soul would be destroyed. But the facts were in front of them, and they couldn't help but believe it.
"I see." Bal nodded, and then said in a shocking tone: "Then we can be considered related, right?"
"From the origin point of view, it is true." Mo Ran smiled. He really wanted to see how this demon god, whose wisdom was comparable to that of his elder sister, would perform when he was first born.
"Then, we are relatives with a blood relationship, and relatives should help each other, right?" Bal had a charming smile, and his gentleness revealed a slightly imperceptible toughness.
"That's true, but I have never met you before. Even if we are relatives, we are not very close." Mo Ran said slowly with a cunning look in his eyes.
Bal thought for a moment, then continued, "But can you bear to leave us stranded out there to fend for ourselves?"
As she spoke, Bal tried hard to squeeze out a few tears, but it was a pity that the demon's tears could not flow so easily. But she also knew how to use external objects for help. Knowing that it was a rainy day, she raised her head to get some rain on her, but was blocked by the wind barrier on her body.
Their eyes met, feeling a little awkward. After all, Baal was just a newly born demon god, and had not experienced any of the dangers of the world, otherwise he would not have been so careless and had not realized that the wind barrier on his body could serve as a shelter from the rain.
Mo Ran leaned forward slightly, his eyes level with the two girls, and chuckled softly, "You have successfully impressed me. I will not leave you alone, but before that, tell me why you are following me?"
Baalzebu was about to say something, but was stopped by Baal. She smiled and said, "Because you are very strong, if my sister and I want to survive now, the best choice is to follow you!"
"What if I'm not a good person?" As he spoke, Mo Ran's expression turned cold, with murderous intent in his eyes, which was very scary.
Baalzebub clenched her fists and was about to hit the man in the face, but Baal grabbed her wrists. She only loosened her fists when she saw her sister gently shaking her head at her.
Bal looked at the ordinary face in black and said seriously, "From your performance just now, you are not a good person, but you are not a bad person either!"
"But people can lie. If I tell you that everything just now was an illusion, and that I showed it to make you see it, what will you do?" Mo Ran's expression was icy, and it became even colder instead of less.
Even though Bal tried to remain calm, her limbs stiffened and her pupils shrank, but these expressions were fleeting and she hid them well.
Bal exhaled lightly and asked sincerely, "You won't hurt us, and you're not a bad person, right?"
The girls' pure and innocent faces and their sincere questions are like a sharp sword piercing people's hearts. Some people who have not yet lost all conscience may be moved by them and let them go for some unknown reason.
With Mo Ran's current state of mind, he didn't have any feelings about this, but when the past came into his mind, it still inevitably stirred up a ripple, and he hadn't planned to do anything in the first place.
"You're okay." Mo Ran stood up. The cold look on his face was gone, replaced by a gentle smile that made people feel like a spring breeze.
Baal then swallowed his saliva imperceptibly and said softly, "Okay, Baalzebub, let's go!"
"Ah? Oh oh!" Baalzebub, who was a bit slow-witted, reacted quickly and followed, because the demon who just now looked like he wanted to kill them, now smiled gently like her sister. Such a huge difference was really hard to accept.
"Sister, where are we going?" Baalzebub wanted to ask about the next itinerary, but his sister stopped him with a look. He lowered his voice and murmured, "Why do you talk like that?"
Bal looked at the man in black walking in front of him and said in a low voice, "Be careful that he really has any bad intentions!"
"Sister, you don't even know what he is like, and you want me to go with you?"
"Not really, but we have to have our own things to do, so we can't tell him, right?"
"That's true, but why don't you let me go into the shadow and talk about it? Wouldn't it be more confidential this way?" Baalzebub asked puzzledly.
Bal put his finger to his mouth and made a hushing sound, then pulled her to catch up. She naturally guessed that what she and her sister said might have been heard, but she did this perhaps to let the person in front know her attitude.
Although their powers were still weak, that person clearly had a purpose. Since he did not kill them, he must have some plan. However, Bal was not sure what it was.
Of course, the possibility of good intentions cannot be ruled out, but in Bal's opinion, the probability is too small, so he deliberately created a conversation that might be exposed. Either they can live in peace, or they can both perish together, leaving you with no profit.
Mo Ran looked at the road ahead and couldn't help but admire Baal's intelligence. After just one negotiation, he knew how to put his knowledge into practice and change his angle to make three rules with himself. Just based on this point, he was much stronger than other demons who only knew how to use strength.