"The devil invasion is a catastrophe, a disaster, but... it cannot be called despair..."

"What?" Everyone was shocked when they heard what Heerro said. They thought that the despair that Heerro mentioned was the upcoming invasion of the demon, but from what he meant, there was something more terrifying than that?

Haierro raised his hand and covered his eyes, as if he didn't want to recall the horror in his memory.

"It was November 1259. We had been struggling to hold on for four months in the invasion of the demons... My senior brother Xun Yiming and I wandered around the Irion generation and attacked the rear of the demon army through guerrilla warfare... In the repeated life-and-death battles, my strength has increased rapidly and has approached the fifth level..."

"At that time, we received information from Lord Hermit that a team of demons was about to establish an altar in Irion and let a new abyss lord arrive... In order to stop this crazy action, Senior Brother Xun and I took dozens of dead soldiers around the blockade of the demon clan and came to the altar, and happened to witness the evil sacrificial scene!"

"Senior Brother Xun and I attacked the demon who presided over the sacrifice on the spot, but the guards around us were very powerful. Among them, there was even a legendary demon. In order to fight against it, Senior Brother Xun inspired the sword saint soul in his body, but even so, he failed to successfully break the altar..."

"As the evil light lit up, a charming female figure appeared on the altar. Although she looked similar to that of a human woman, she had a pair of curled demon horns on her head, and a flat and slender tail was dragged behind her. Her fiery hair exuded a surging fire element, and her blood-like red lips exuded a fatal temptation..."

"I have read the Demonic Illustrations from the Hermit, and I know clearly that it is Raslim, the Queen of Succubus, one of the seven demon kings of hell. Thousands of years ago, it was already a mythical monster!"

"The moment the Demon Queen appeared, my senior brother and I felt a huge sense of oppression... Senior Brother Xun shouted "Run quickly", then took the initiative to meet him, using the strongest attack to kill Raslim, but facing the super monster that had long been in the myth, the power of the legendary sword saint was so insignificant..."

"Senior Brother Xun's strongest attack was easily resolved by Raslim. Then, he screamed in the queen's chuckle, covered his head and knelt on the ground, completely losing his mind... At this time, I didn't even have time to escape... Seeing the powerful succubus queen turn my powerful senior brother into a madman, and then walked towards me with evil steps..."

"Little Xunzi's concentration is not good..." Zhao Qiankun thought to himself: "I didn't expect to die in the hands of a woman in the end..."

"What then?" Cameron asked, "You said you died in 1260, and you haven't arrived yet!"

Haierluo nodded: "And...and...my vision was filled with a red light..."

"Red Light?" Joan of Arc frowned: "Is it Raslim's ability?"

Haierluo shook his head: "When I came to my senses, my side had turned into scorched earth, altars, forests, mountains, rivers, canyons... all turned into slowly solidified lava... And I, kneeling on a floating rock, with an ancient sword inserted beside me... Not far away, I vaguely saw a magic horn connected to half of the skull floating on the lava, exactly the same as the one above the succubus queen's head..."

"The Succubus Queen is dead?" Everyone was shocked and was completely immersed in Heerro's story: "Who did it?"

When asked about this, Haierluo suddenly started to breathe rapidly, covered his face with his hands and sobbed. It took him a long time to calm down: "At that time, I didn't know that the only survivor of my eyes could see... I don't know why even mythical monsters could survive, but I could not resist the attack. I only had the answer..."

"Broken steel?!" Zhao Qiankun asked with his eyes narrowed.

Haierluo nodded: "The moment I held the sword, I knew the power of this holy sword and my mission... Relying on the power brought by the holy sword, I stepped on the semi-melting magma that was already hard and wanted to leave, but I soon discovered that no matter how far I went, it was the same scene!"

"Lava, thick smoke, occasionally you can see broken weapons wreckage... I tried to pick them up. These incomplete weapons are basically magic weapons. It can be seen that ordinary copper and iron should have been integrated into the magma... In my memory, the jungles, mountains, rivers and rivers in northern Ilion were all gone... Until, I walked far enough to see the steam rolling on the horizon..."

"It's the ocean... the sea water surged to the land, but was evaporated and vaporized by lava, forming a large steam belt... Do you know what this means?" Haierro's mood became more and more excited... "It means that the molten ground is already below sea level, and all the land I walked through was cut off by the red light!"

"Later, I finally received the news from the teacher's hermit. From him, I realized... Irion... has ceased to exist."

"It's not the concept of the overthrow of the country in the Silver Ridge Empire!" Heerro grabbed the railing and trembled all over his body and emphasized: "It's the real world no longer exists! Almost the entire territory of Ilion, coupled with the small amount of jungle in the southern part of the Northumen Empire, turned into scorched earth in the flash of red light!"

"That's millions of square kilometers of land, hundreds of millions of lives, and it's gone in a flash!"

Everyone was frightened when they heard it, and finally realized what Haierluo said, what real despair was...

"After that, I took the holy sword and escaped back to the hermit, told him what he had experienced, and asked what the truth of the red light was... As a result, the hermit did not know that in his long life, he had never been exposed to such a terrifying power... I asked him if there was anything that could compete with such an existence. He said that the most powerful force he could think of was probably the complete version of the holy sword!"

"But the throne of Irion has disappeared from the red light. I can only collect the power of five thrones at most. But having is better than not. The hermit made a plan to find out the source of the red light, and I will collect the throne and try my best to restore the power of the holy sword..."

"But we all underestimated the power of the master of the red light. A few days after the first flash, the second red light also lit up. This time, the Northon Empire completely disappeared from the map..."

"The Northon Empire... disappeared?" Hearing this news, Emperor Northman couldn't help but take a breath...

Haierluo shook his head and smiled bitterly: "In this way, there are only four thrones left for me... Under the cover of people, I began to collect thrones from all over the mainland, and more humans, even demons, have devoted themselves to the destroyed land to find the source of the red light..."

"However, however, countless people went, but no one came back... As long as I had seen the true face of the disaster, all turned into ashes without exception... I could do nothing, I could only use all my strength to collect the throne and strengthen the holy sword..."

"Finx Empire and Silver Ridge Empire also disappeared one after another. The winding sea lost dozens of islands, and the holy land of Caroline Island also sank under the Mediterranean, I completed the collection of three thrones and obtained an incomplete holy sword!"

"During this period, the most news I heard was no longer the battle between demons and humans, but the bad news of one strong man after another falling in the red light... Among them are humans and demons... Only the power of the holy sword could once withstand the terrible red light, so only I can fight against that doomsday natural disaster!"

"So I went, and then..." Having said this, Haierro paused for a moment and took a deep breath: "Then, when I came to my senses, I was kneeling in front of my parents' grave. The words on the tombstone seemed as clear as newly engraved, and the burned soil was still emitting moisture..."

"Huh?" Everyone who heard the key points couldn't help but ask questions. Only Zhao Qiankun seemed to have expected it: "You are back to the year when your parents just passed away? So you said that you were thirty-three years old, which was the twenty-five years of your previous life, plus eight years of this life?"

Haierluo looked at Zhao Qiankun in surprise: "Can you guess it?"

Zhao Qiankun nodded, thinking that I have experienced such nonsense in time travel. What can I guess if I am just reborn!

But this sounds a little incredible to others.

"You mean, you returned to fifteen with the memories of the next ten years?" Cameron said in surprise, and Joan of Arc beside him shook his head: "No... this is ridiculous!"

"His previous story is also absurd!" Northman frowned and said, "But we still hear it now, let's finish him!"

As if satisfied with everyone's reaction, Haierro paused for a moment, and saw everyone looking at him again, then continued: "When I realized that after I had experienced a rebirth, I immediately set sail to sea, but this time I did not waste my time on adventure, but went straight to the Hermit Canyon!"

"What I know is very simple. Ten years later, a huge catastrophe will come to the world, which is more terrifying and desperate than the invasion of demons! And there are only two things I can prepare, one is to get the holy sword, and the other is to improve my strength! But at that time, I was too weak and the holy sword would not run away, so I decided to find a teacher first to improve my strength!"

"I have never seen anyone who came to the door to apprenticeship in the Hermit Canyon. My senior brothers doubted me at first, but in the end, under my scrupulous and hard work, they agreed to let me enter the valley... In the next few years, with my memories of my previous life, my strength has improved by leaps and bounds. Finally, in the year I was twenty, I broke through the fifth level and became the champion warrior!"

"But even so, the teacher didn't allow me to leave the canyon!"

"The purpose of Hermit Canyon is to strictly restrict the disciples from interfering in the secular world unless it involves the crisis of the demon. Of course, there will be disciples sent outside to experience and collect information about the demons, but the quota is limited. The quota at that time was occupied by Senior Brother Xun Yiming. My application was rejected because of being impatient and immature..."

Hearing this, Zhao Qiankun laughed: "I have lived inside and outside for thirty years. Isn't it heartbreaking to be said to be immature?"

"How can I mature?" Haierro shook his head and smiled: "A person who thinks about the end of the world all day long and is scared to wake up in his dreams every day. How can I mature?"

"In the end, I chose to sneak out of the canyon and look for the holy sword! I remember that the holy sword in my previous life was when I was attacked by red light in Irion. At that time, I was in the ceremony to stop the arrival of the succubus Queen Raslim with Senior Brother Xun, so the holy sword should be near that altar and might be buried underground!"

"So I came to Irion based on the coordinates in my memory and dug all the woods that had not yet been built, but I didn't see the shadow of the Holy Sword... In the next two years, I asked around Irion and asked everywhere, almost traveling all over the country, and even entered the surrounding Fenx and Northon Empires. No one knew the legends related to the Holy Sword..."

"Just when I was discouraged and extremely anxious, the news of the birth of the Holy Sword came from the West of the mainland, the Lion Heart Empire! At that time, I seemed to have seen hope and rushed to the scene as soon as possible... You should all know what happened afterwards..."

That's right, after that, it was how Heerro seized the Holy Sword, and then had close contact with the Lion Heart Royal Family, then entered the upper-level circle of the mainland and began to collude with the Death Demon...

"So, because of the memories of your previous life, you have to cooperate with the demon and the God of Death in advance?" Zhao Qiankun narrowed his eyes and looked at the brave: "Because the Lion Heart Empire and the Orn Empire in the previous life are the positions that the Carlo Continent lasted until the last moment, so you hope to give the other four empires to the demon and the undead tribe in exchange for half of the population to migrate, and try to preserve the human fire as much as possible?"

Haierluo nodded: "That red light catastrophe is not something that humans can fight against. It can razor a country to the ground in an instant. It is not something that naive people can resist by uniting themselves! Even if I have the opportunity to obtain the full version of the Holy Sword this time, I don't have the confidence to defeat the terrifying monster!"

"Instead of letting humans wait for death, I might as well migrate as much of the population as possible to a relatively safe place... let the undead and demons fight against the unknown despair instead of humans!"

"I don't know if it's my rebirth. The history of this life has changed slightly. There is a problem with the position of the Holy Sword. The death of the ancient dragon has never heard of in his previous life. The most important thing is that the God of Death did not arrive as scheduled!"

"The god of death has not appeared, so humans and the undead will not suffer heavy losses due to internal friction in advance. There should be more living forces to fight against disasters... Forgive me to use the word internal friction. In front of that monster, all other forces should unite..."
Chapter completed!