Volume 9

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Shura Realm, Demon Domain.

The main realm of the Shura Realm is without sun or moon. Outside the main realm, there are four major domains and many small domains.

The Demonic Realm is one of the four major realms of the Shura Realm. It originally formed a world called Tianzhu. It was swallowed up by the Shura Realm two or three thousand years ago and became one of the four major realms of the Shura Realm.

The Mozhu Realm has both a sun and a moon. But here, the sun is white and not dazzling. Even during the day, the sky is gray. A long time ago, when the world's domain gate connecting the Shura Realm was not opened, it was naturally not like this. At that time, India was said to be full of golden crops, and the earth was filled with milk. People do not need to do anything, and rely on food that naturally grows on the land to live a good life... Of course, this is just a legend.

People always like to imagine the past better, especially on such days.

The Mo Zhu Realm is located south of the main realm of the Shura Realm. It is directly north of it, which is the domain gate connecting the main realm. The Mo Zhu Realm covers a wide area and the domain lord who ruled here is the Golden Demon King Luohu Tiangang. As the famous Shura general who has been following the Shura Emperor for the longest time, even according to the Shura's life, he is too old and has rarely appeared in these years.

In the middle of the Mozhu Domain, there is a castle called Heitian Castle. Hundreds of miles southwest of the Heitian Castle, there is another dangerous mountain. This mountain is called Evil's Arrival, and a high wall surrounded the entire mountain. At this moment, a team is heading towards its main gate.

The door made of black iron, and the patterns on the door formed a huge beast. The beast opened its fangs, as if it wanted to swallow all those who entered it, and even spit out bones. The man guarding the door was not too tall, with black hair, green face, and strong muscles on his body. He held a long iron rod in his right hand, and the iron rod was slightly red, like blood.

Seeing the winding team in the distance, the black-haired and blue-faced man narrowed his eyes slightly. In front of the team was a warrior wearing iron armor, followed by more than a dozen Moro warriors. The warrior was riding a war horse, and the white sunlight made people and the horse pour out a dark shadow on the ground.

The man with a blue face came forward. He had already recognized that the general was Chengfeng General Luoji Jinsheng. In the Demonic Domain, the surname Luoji means that he is a "Jiumo".

"General." The blue-faced man was quite surprised, "The general has only been away for a few days, why is he back again?"

Luo Shi Jinsheng waved his hand, and a thin child was pushed out of the team. He rode on the horse and glanced at the man with a green face: "You can accept this child too."

The man with a blue face looked at the child. His pretty face was obvious and he knew that he had not started to develop yet. His dirty clothes, his head lowered, and his silent look... Most of the children who would be brought here looked like this.

The man with a blue face said, "General, the training inside has begun, and he will bring people here at this time..."

Luo Shi Jinsheng smiled and said, "Please accept it, it's not a big deal. A few days ago, Concubine Hei Tian passed by Cheng Feng, and one of her pets was lost... Well, it was a small moon rabbit that only exists in the Donghua Realm. It's very rare here. Somehow, she was scared by a strange black animal that suddenly appeared, and then she ran away. The relationship between Concubine Hei Tian and the Prince of Physical Poison... You know, the lord was naturally anxious and sent people everywhere to find it, but was finally found by this child."

The man with blue face said, "This child..."

"Just a bastard." Cheng Feng's general said indifferently, "I originally planned to throw him some rewards at will, but the child actually said he didn't want the reward. He hoped to give him a chance to become Mora. The lord didn't take it seriously. Hei Tianfei asked, knowing that this child was originally from the Shura tribe. His grandfather's generation was beaten to Asura because he offended the eldest prince of Rakshasa. His mother was also an unclean woman, so he became a bastard. Although he was a bastard, no matter what, he also had Shura blood. In addition, he helped Hei Tianfei find her pet, which was considered a bit of credit. Hei Tianfei asked me to send him here."

The man with a green face looked at the child and frowned: "The children here are all carefully selected from all over the country. This little guy found a pet because he helped Concubine Hei Tian..."

Luo Shi Jinsheng smiled and said, "It depends on himself if he is sent here. He hopes to have a chance to become Moro. If he can't get through it, it's his own business. Since Concubine Hei Tian has spoken, it's not a big deal to give her face for the sake of the Second Prince, right?"

But it turns out that in the Demonic Realm, the caste system is strict. Among them, the best one is Shura, and the second one is Jiumo.

The so-called Jiumo is the first to surrender to Emperor Shura when the Shura tribe invaded India and helped Emperor Shura conquer India. After Emperor Shura changed India to Demon Zhu, he gave the four major families and their descendants the "Jiumo" and left the Demon Zhu realm. Jiumo was also an Asura, but in the Demon Zhu realm, they had considerable privileges and were the nobles who assisted the Jin Demon King in managing the Demon Zhu realm.

In addition to these four nobles, the people of the original Tianzhu are all "mixed species" that are forbidden to have surnames. There are many components of "mixed species". Of course, some of the ancestors were originally Shura, but forcibly expelled from the list for certain crimes. This child is obviously such an Asura.

Under normal circumstances, once you become a "mixed man" and become a slave for generations, it is almost impossible to have a day to make a name for yourself. However, in the Shura world, there is also a special identity called "Mora".

Mora is not Shura, but in the Mozhu realm, it is of the same status as Kuma. From the "mixed species" among the 15 seals of the seven kingdoms of the Mozhu realm, qualified children have the opportunity to join the army after rigorous training. Such warriors who are not Shura but serve the army are "Mora". Although their status is not as good as Shura, they are significantly higher than that of "mixed species". If they have great military achievements in the future, it is not impossible to become "Shura".

It can be said that at least in the Mozhu Domain, becoming a Moro warrior is the only possible opportunity to make a comeback as a "mixed man".

Although the father of this child is also an Asura, he is real and has Shura blood. However, his mother is obviously also a "mixed man". For Shura and Kuma in the Demonic Realm, all the women in the mixed man are unclean and "untouchable".

The man with black hair and blue face looked at the child. As a bastard, he actually knew that he would give up the reward and would rather be sent to such a place for training, at least he still had ambition. Anyway, there are many children sent here every year, and he is not bad for him.

At that moment, he took the child from the general who came from Cheng Feng. After the team left, he took the child into the ridge through the opened side door, asked a few casual words, and made some registration. Then, he took the child to the depths.

Various strange buildings were intertwined in front of them. As the initial selection mechanism of Moro warriors, from the moment they entered the inner world, what they felt was the indescribable gloom and the inescapable depression. The man with black hair and blue face briefly explained the rules here. In fact, to sum up, it was nothing more than "obey orders, even if he died, he didn't need to explain this kind of thing, right? He thought in his heart that anyway, for children of this kind of background, he had long been numb.

Passing through the buildings, the Moro warriors on the arrow tower looked at them. There were more than two hundred children in the large open space in front of them. The man with black hair and blue face looked at it, thinking that there were a lot less.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you!" He said coldly, "This group of children, who were sent from all over the country, have more than 500 deaths in just a few days. In the end, those who can truly develop demon roots and have the preliminary qualifications to become a Moro warrior are good enough. The remaining ones are either dead or disabled. You still have the chance to turn back now. Being a bastard for a lifetime is better than throwing your life here."

The child lowered his head and said nothing.

The black-haired and blue-faced man grabbed his bloody black iron stick, tweeted the child forward, and then pushed the rod head. The child staggered forward, and for a moment, the other children in the array all looked at him.

In front of these children was a burly and muscular Moro warrior. He looked down at the boy being pushed, then looked up at the man with a black hair and blue face. The man with a black hair and young hair said, "The new one is yours."

Namoro warrior looked at the child again, and suddenly stepped on the ground, a stone jumped into his hand, and he handed it to the new child: "Pinch it."

The child looked up and looked at him in surprise.

"Pinch it!" The Moro warrior shouted.

The child took the stone and held it hard with both hands. His face became redder as he held it, but the stone remained motionless.

The Moro warrior glared at the black-haired and blue-faced man: "Can you tease me?"

The black-haired and blue-faced man quickly said, "Well, you misunderstood. This child was sent to the line because he was found to have good qualifications and was sensitive to demonic energy. He was sent to the line because he helped Hei Tianfei find her cute little Yuetu."

The Moro warrior muttered: "What the hell?" He glanced at the child again.

At this moment, the child was still holding the stone that was still moving, and no demonic energy was overflowing from his body. One by one, one by one, some of them were murmuring to him.

"Send all kinds of garbage here." The Moro warrior slapped the new child's head, pointed it casually, "Go to the team."

The boy stumbled and stood at the end of the team. The black-haired and blue-faced man glanced at the stone in his hand, thinking that this child might not live for a few days. Even if he is not sensitive to demonic energy, he will have the opportunity to receive orthodox training and training. However, if a bastard like this cannot rely on himself to develop the demon roots, no one will care about him when he dies in any corner. But looking at this child, he has no demonic energy at all.

You should know that those who can be selected from all over the place and sent here are basically born with a sensitive physique with demonic energy. They don’t need much training and already have some demonic energy. As a bastard, only such children have some value for selection, although most people will die in the process of being selected.

This child only knew that becoming a Moro warrior was his only chance to stand out, but he didn't know the cruelty in it at all.

The young black-haired man shook his head, raised his head and looked at the sky. The only thing for this child is that today's training has ended, and at least, he still has a chance to live until tomorrow.

Without saying anything more, he turned around and left.

Namoro warriors took two steps back and forth in front of the team and said sternly: "Today's training ends here. To be a Moro and an excellent warrior, this is just the beginning. To be honest, most of you have no hope of success. But since you have arrived here, then you will either succeed, get rid of your status as a bastard, serve the army, or die, you have no other choice..."

He scolded him loudly and pointed to a relatively large child: "Take the new one first, and tell him what he has learned these days." After that, he left like this.

The older child looked at him, and after seeing the children disperse, the new and thin child was still holding the stone hard, as if he had used up his strength to feed his breasts, but it still had no effect. The older child walked towards him, and at this moment, a person next to him snatched the stone in the child's hand, and with a hard pinch, the stones scattered and with a bang, the stones scattered.

With a burst of laughter, the child patted the gravel in his hand and took the other people around him, leaving only the new one, lowering his head and looking at the ground without saying a word.

The older child came to the newcomer and said, "Don't be anxious, there is still a chance." What he thought was that the child not only did not have a little demonic energy, but he still looked weak and didn't even have much strength. Whether he could survive tomorrow would be a problem.

As a "blockbuster", he felt a little sympathetic and patted the new child on the shoulder: "I will teach you how to sense the demonic energy tonight. By the way, my name is Niu Shiba. My ancestors have helped their master raise cattle for generations. What about you? What's your name?" Of course, Niu Shiba is not a surname Niu. For "blockbusters" like them, they actually have no surnames.

He looked at the new child and asked carefully. Although no one had a surname, there must be a name used to call him.
Chapter completed!