Reborn Demon Girl Will Not Meet the Uncle Hero

Chapter 160: The Race of Ten Thousand Years Ago
The good news is that the goddess did not cast her gaze over from this world of the dead.

It was not known whether she was unwilling to intervene, or if some unknown event had occurred in the world of the dead, making the goddess unwilling to intervene. However, at least, the birth of the Missing Community was something Mohe had not expected.

There are often times like this, when you discover something like this, you feel surprised, but when you think about it carefully, you feel that this thing is still reasonable.

This is how the Missing Community was born. Moh was quite surprised when he saw it, but when he thought about it, he felt that its existence made sense.

However, this is not a good thing.

Things that seem reasonable may not be created intentionally.

Memories of the past flashed through Moh's mind, and her gaze suddenly fell on Duo Luo.

Duo Luo noticed this look and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, my dear Mr. Doro, I was just thinking that I was standing too high up in the past. I seemed to notice a lot of things, but it also seemed that I overlooked a lot of things. There were some things that I wanted to pay attention to at the time, but as time passed, I had forgotten them. In the end, I would find some surprises."

"It seems like you already understand the situation here?"

"As for understanding... it's not really a matter of understanding or not, right? I just have some thoughts that remind me of life forms before you humans were born... um, ten thousand years ago? I remember that the elves and dwarves were still quite weak back then, and dragons hadn't yet fled to the sea. At that time, I hadn't even created the first generation of vampires."

She seemed to be recalling something: "There was a vanished race..."

She smiled at Dora and said, "You look at me like that... Well, I can't deny that the disappearance of that race has something to do with me, but the concept is a little different."

"what?"

"Gather everyone's strength to fight me... You humans have chosen to unite all the major races and launch a victory against the demons. I can hardly say that this is the right approach. In fact, if you hadn't been born, I wouldn't have lost either. Logically, the fate of humanity and all the major races should be no different from ten thousand years ago. They will simply be wiped out by me."

These were certainly arrogant words, but they sounded incredibly natural in Moh's mouth. She naturally possessed such power.

"Come to think of it, the World Tree disappeared a while ago, but that race from ten thousand years ago did know of its existence. Well—the main form of power they used in that era was very similar to that of the elves."

Moher brought up the elves again: "Born from the Elf Mother Tree, and in a sense, growing up with it, that's why the Elf Queen possesses absolute power over other elves. The Mother Tree is the foundation of the entire race. Ten thousand years ago, all races had similar characteristics. At that time, my thinking and that of the goddess were probably quite limited. We believed that this was the basic law for creating races."

At this point, Moher showed a meaningful smile on his face: "Come to think of it, what the Elf Queen did was also done by that race many years ago!"

"what?!"

She stared at Elf and Roland. "The Elf Queen used the blood of the Snow Elves to nourish the Elf Mother Tree. She used the trauma I once inflicted on the Elf Mother Tree to reverse-analyze my liver and thus control my magic. This idea is correct and much smarter than the original one."

"Who was that person then?"

Moher's smile was evil. "That guy killed everyone in his tribe and merged with the thing that gave birth to all life. He then swallowed it and gained unparalleled power. It's the same principle as humans farming. You plant seeds, then they grow into crops, and then you harvest them. He ate everything and it became his flesh and blood."

"what!"

What happened to the Snow Elves was enough to be called a tragedy. Even though the Demon King was an extremely ancient life form, even though the Demon King was an extremely cruel life form, even though everyone had long known that the Demon King Mohe would not be the slightest bit moved by such things, when they actually heard about this incident, the three people present were still shocked.

"How could anyone do this?!"

Moher spread his hands. "It's normal to do this, right? If this can defeat me and make me disappear from this world, then I have to praise it as great, right? After all, you sacrificed your entire tribe in exchange for the disappearance of the shadow that shrouds this world. Of course, if you defeat me, will you become a new shadow? This is also a question. After all, the guy who can do such a thing is different from our brave hero who is always hesitant."

"But he lost to you."

"Of course, it's fundamentally wrong. The simplest question is, as a container, even if it's filled, it can only be filled to this extent." Moh said as a matter of course, "It's like a human growing hundreds or thousands of kilograms of grain a year. Can all of it grow into your own flesh?"

Mo He chuckled and said, "That's obviously impossible, right? That guy is the same. Even if he swallowed so much power, the shortcomings are still shortcomings, and the areas he can't reach are still areas he can't reach. It's just an increase in quantity. How can he defeat me?"

Duo Luo felt that there was no need to continue this cruel topic: "You mentioned this person, is it related to the present?"

"Of course, Mr. Doro, I think the situation here may be related to that guy. After his soul came to this place, he might have done something - in fact, I have suspected whether you are that guy, but you should not be." Although he didn't know what method Moch used to make the judgment, Doro couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he got the news.

Although I had heard Mohe say before that humans were the vessels used by the goddess to hold those souls in order to achieve a certain balance - but if I really had a predecessor, I still felt a little uneasy.

Simply put, if he was the person Moher described, then all his efforts and struggles seemed meaningless. After all, he had already challenged Moher, and after thousands of years, he had finally achieved his goal - it all seemed to be a natural progression.

All this, then, is the effort of that being, not of Dora.

This is something that is difficult to accept.

"You let a person like this have such a chance?"

Mo He smiled and said to Dora, "Isn't this normal? When you know that your opponent can't beat you, when you realize that you have no rivals - isn't it natural to have some expectations?"

Her eyes were so scorching that Duo Luo felt a little guilty.

"In short, although I can completely destroy a person's soul, why would I do so? Letting him return to the world of the dead, to the embrace of the goddess, is also my mercy. Of course, from the perspective of the hero, this person is probably guilty of heinous crimes, and even complete destruction would be a bargain for him... Well, for me, it doesn't matter. At that time, I was wondering if letting him go would bring a small surprise in a hundred or a thousand years - now it seems that such a small surprise will only come after ten thousand years."

Her expression was a little complicated. "So, living a long life does have its advantages. Even if you don't have any expectations and are about to forget something, one or two of them will pop up from time to time, making you realize the passage of time. I really like these little surprises."

Possess "eternal" life.

The way of looking at the world is completely beyond the understanding of normal people.

"So, what are you going to do with this surprise?"

Moher blinked and looked at Elf and Roland: "Sisters, are you two interested in the power of this world?"

"authority?"

"It's like the symbol my organs possess. However, the world of the dead is different from ours after all. This is the embrace of the goddess, not the real world. In this world, there are things like my symbols."

For the two sisters, this was simply a fantasy.

Elf looked at Moher in confusion: "You, why are you so..."

"Since we're here, we must do something. But if I give it to the Brave Master, he won't accept it, right?" Mohe rolled his eyes at Dora. "And for me personally... it doesn't make any sense. Besides, it's possible that the goddess deliberately gave me some ingredients so that you guys can eat them. Even if the goddess did, it would only bother our beloved Mr. Dora."

She made no secret of her intention to use Dora and the Elf sisters to challenge the goddess. "So, giving it to you is a very good thing. Of course, there are certain risks, but as long as you have this kind of power, whether it's Xia Di, Adeline, Adriana, or Yin Nifeide, you will have the ability to defeat them, right?"

Elf's strength is much weaker than those people, not just a little weaker, but a lot weaker.

In a one-on-one fight, she would be defeated in just a few moves, not to mention her sister Roland.

"You want something in return, right? The kindness of our beloved Mr. Doro."

Duo Luo couldn't help but stop him: "Mo He, you say that..."

"I am willing!"

Elf spoke these words decisively. Just as Moher had said, she wanted to repay Doro's kindness. Her obsession after death was to see Doro again. However, Doro avenged the Snow Elves, and this was where the kindness lay. Now that she had been resurrected... If one were to ask, what was the meaning of living now...

Fighting for Dora is of vital importance.

Roland immediately said, "I'm willing too! Even if it's risky, I need strength!"

Naturally, there are people who desire power.

(End of this chapter)