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Chapter 565, Thirst of the Demon
A suddenly appearing door heralded the start of the war.

The original inhabitants of this world, a group of "humans" who became severely afflicted with magic thirst due to their unrestrained and violent experiments with magical energy?
Perhaps describing them as humans is not quite appropriate.

Just like the script of most worlds, it starts with a dusty world without magic, and then the return of the magic tide.

We caught an excellent window of opportunity.

They were able to cautiously explore the heavens.

If Earth hadn't had Xiao Yang, this extraordinary hero who appeared out of nowhere, and hadn't been anchored in the dangerous vortex of the decaying land, then this scenario would have been a predictable, conventional path for humanity.

The only difference is...

These guys have pretty good magical talent.

The racial description of this group of humans, as shown in the panel information, should be as follows.

[Human (Low-level Magic Affinity)]

The symptom of demonic thirst is becoming increasingly common in the heavens.

In the process of those powerful celestial forces gradually transforming into behemoths.

A dazzling array of knowledge filled the display windows, along with all sorts of equipment, treasures, materials—anything imaginable was displayed without restriction in the transparent windows.

It attracts every young civilization that has just emerged from its native world and casts its gaze upon the stars.

Let's take Earth as an example.

Xiao Yang's hometown has a history of five thousand years, which seems very long, but for those powerful beings who have stood in the heavens for a long time, it is only a blink of an eye.

Nothing is ever given without expecting something in return.

Those truly powerful entities don't care about the future or past of those inexperienced young people who occasionally emerge.

Right now, at this very moment, the blood flowing in your veins is what they desperately need.

The people of this world are the same.

His exceptional and precious magical talent ironically became the very thing that pushed him step by step into the abyss.

Unable to resist the temptation, the first magic energy extraction tower was built on the land.

Driven by the desire for readily available resources, they chose to sell the magical energy of their world, and this practice spiraled out of control.

Soon, towers were erected, and the originally docile elements became increasingly violent.

In order to make up for its rapidly depleting magical energy, the world chose to directly import the raging magical energy that permeated the void into the world.

At one time, this direct manifestation of the world's unbearable burden was seen as a blessing, as great progress, and sparked jubilation.

"We have conquered the world!"

"Magic energy, endless magic energy!"

"The day of our rise begins today!"

Exuberant words, fervent thoughts—but ultimately, even if one can deceive oneself, the world's lamentations remain clearly visible and are ignored.

Such a desperate measure has its limits.

The thirst for the demon erupted without warning.

A violent surge of magic filled the world, bringing about extremely terrifying changes.

The reason the void is so silent and empty is largely due to the rage of the primordial demonic energy.

His body began to mutate, his lifespan was greatly reduced, and an uncontrollable thirst for magic was etched into his gradually distorted body.

Like those drug addicts.

But they are even more terrifying than drug addicts.

To paraphrase a legendary archmage

"A dilapidated house, its body and even its soul are maintained by the constantly consumed magical energy within the body. When the magical energy is exhausted, the house collapses, and everything turns into a pile of ruins."

The Demon Thirst transformed the humans in this world into intelligent beasts.

From birth to death, the ultimate pursuit is more magical power.

Up to this point, everything is still just a tragedy or a disaster.

But the thirst for magic is not that simple. What's worse is that no matter how much these guys plunder magic energy, what awaits them is still the endless thirst for magic energy.

It's like a car that keeps leaking oil but can't stop.

"As you fill in, as much will leak out, but you can't stop."

When their native world could not satisfy their craving for magical energy, war and invasion became a matter of course.

They invade other normal worlds, extract magic power until the world is destroyed, and then invade the next world, and so on.

It was all a tragedy. Information about the Demon Thirst was deliberately concealed.

In the internet age, the war among giants has come to an end.

Many things have taken on a more civilized appearance, but in reality, many things have not changed.

The humans in this world died a long time ago.

Sadly.

Those towers scattered all over the world have not stopped being built to this day.

It continues to produce magical energy every day without stopping.

Just like the spirit stone veins that naturally formed from the sedimentation of extraordinary beings in the Azure Profound Realm.

This world and the dead civilization within it have also become a mineral vein.

A "living magic energy mine" that requires no maintenance or care and can automatically harvest resources.

Xiao Yang came to end this tragic cycle.

Step out of the portal.

Out of a sense of regret, Xiao Yang decided to quickly give this civilization, which had been dead for a long time, a true sense of dignity and peace.

From the moment I stepped out of the dungeon.

The chaotic world will left behind by this distorted world took notice of Xiao Yang's existence.

The surging, violent magic power converged into a massive, tangible tide, and this dangerous, violent magic power slammed into Xiao Yang.

However, the effect was minimal, as Xiao Yang's power system was not compatible with magic.

The world is still protecting its children to this day.

We received an alert from the world.

Soon, a dense array of figures appeared in front of Xiao Yang.

The rampaging magic not only distorted the bodies of these humans, but also their minds.

A terrifying barrage of magical attacks rained down.

The thirst for magic not only brings endless torment, but the surging magic power within the body also grants these patients a remarkable magical talent.

However, the effect was not significant.

Now is the time for slaughter.

May you rest in peace.

Xiao Yang murmured to himself.

During this period, he will likely focus a significant portion of his attention on the Desire Disease.

"He was not just a simple corpse collector."

Compared to collecting the corpses of these pitiful civilizations, he was more skilled and willing to target those who promoted the spread of the Demon Thirst Disease.

There is one shortcoming that Xiao Yang has not yet overcome.

"Always adding burdens to yourself."

In reality, this kind of thirst disease didn't bother Xiao Yang at all.

Those decadent young civilizations had nothing to do with him.

They can't even take care of themselves.

Upon closer examination, in that final burst of life, every inch of land bears the taint of evil spirits, a decaying wasteland.

This situation is far more serious than this thirst disease.

"I can't even clean up this mess!"

Many burdens have already been borne!

Why interfere in such matters?

But at this very moment, the revenge bounty that no one had posted was accepted.

"I will help you."

He raised the dark, shadowy giant axe high in his hand.

He murmured to himself.

(End of this chapter)