Legend of the Demon King

The stone gate closed, leaving only a few eerie red lamps silently flickering, illuminating Shao Shenyun's snow-white skin as radiant as
a peach blossom.
The one-eyed old monk, seated withered on a seven-petaled lotus throne, and the hunched old man in a wide hemp robe remained hidden in
the shadows of the barrier, coldly observing to prevent any mishaps.
Although the current prince was merely a puppet they supported, finding a new one would be
troublesome, and they naturally didn't want the Third Prince to die so easily.
However, with the stone gate closed and countless mechanisms and restrictions inside, even with their supernatural powers, they couldn't
see clearly what was happening inside. They could only sense the fluctuations in power on the magic array and the sounds emanating from within,
gaining only a vague understanding.
The sound of whips lashing and Shao Shenyun's mournful moans echoed softly in the empty room
.
The one-eyed old monk chuckled, "This brat really doesn't know how to cherish a woman. I bet he'll try all those torture instruments on her. The Demon Lord is in for a rough time
today ."
The hunched old man with white hair covering his face listened to the cold, mournful groan and felt a little dissatisfied. "Why is it that
when , she's like a stone woman, only managing a groan after a long time? But when someone else whips her, she screams like this? What
a slut."
The one-eyed old monk looked at him coldly and said, "I heard that when the Demon Lord was in the Northern Region, he was secretly trained by
a demon who manipulated his acupuncture points every day. With your little needle, how could you possibly catch the eye of that slut Shao Shenyun?" "If
I can't catch her eye, I'll go into her asshole."
The hunched old man's face suddenly darkened. He couldn't help but recall the many times he had grabbed Shao Shenyun's large breasts and
straddled her, thrusting wildly into her genitals. Shao Shenyun would look at him expressionlessly, the corners of her mouth even
slightly upturned, her beautiful face filled with contempt.
Every time he thought of this, he would get furious, yet his lower body remained stubbornly hard.
He glared at the old monk, looking at his lower body that was almost one with the stone seat, and sneered, "No matter what, it's still
better than you, you old geezer. Your thing down there is probably all stone now, so you can't even enjoy the good life."
The one-eyed old monk was not angry, and smiled, "At first, that girl treated me the same way. Later, I
used the Dharma form of the Vidyaraja to fuck that tender little hole for three days. After that, when I went back, didn't she obediently listen and dare not
mock ?"
The hunched old man looked disdainful, "This kind of rare beauty should be fucked with real force to have any flavor."
The sound of slapping came from the secret room, and the woman's clear and cold moans grew louder and louder, with
a hint of seductiveness in them. The continuous undulating moans and cries were so beautiful that one could imagine the peerless
beauty being whipped just by listening to the sound.
The hunched old man squinted and chuckled, "Tsk tsk tsk, that sound... that lowly slave girl must be getting spanked again, naked from the waist down.
Just imagining that girl unwillingly lying on the ground, her buttocks sticking up like a bitch, is incredibly alluring."
The one-eyed old monk smiled knowingly. Normally, when he penetrated Shao Shenyun's tender little hole, she might not react much,
but when her buttocks were spanked, she would always moan and whimper a few times, though extremely unwilling, her voice and expression were extremely charming.
"The dignified Demon Lord of the Northern Region has to get spanked naked every day. If those
demon probably pop out of their sockets."
The hunched old man chuckled wickedly, "If they really saw it, they might cry and beg us to let them have
a share, to fuck their queen's wet, tender hole."
He listened carefully, and the noise from the secret chamber grew louder and louder.
"Demon Lord, how does it feel to be ridden like a horse? Shout a couple of times for me to hear."
"You've been treated like a bitch, what's with the Demon Lord airs? Haven't you had enough of the whip?"
"Demon Lord, did you enjoy the whipping of your little ass? Why is this cunt so wet? Should I give you
a little push?"
Shao Shenyun's moans rang out for a moment, a series of short, cold groans,
seemingly suppressed and extremely unwilling.
"Hmm...hum...stop hitting me..."
"No..."
"Don't use this...ah...ah..."
"Ah...hmm...slower...hum...hum..."
"Ah ah ah..."
The moans turned high-pitched, Shao Shenyun seemed to be convulsing, the last syllable trembling, as if
waves of lustful fluid were surging within her flower cunt.
The hunchbacked old man clicked his tongue in amazement: "How strange! No matter how we play with her normally, she only makes a symbolic groan
. When we have to use some extreme methods, she will beg for mercy a few times. But how could it be as intense as this?"
"Hmm, could it be that after all these years of development, it's not as effective as a real penis?"
The one-eyed old monk was also very puzzled.
The hunchbacked old man spat, "That slave girl is a slut, always so arrogant after being fucked,
but now she's shamelessly begging for mercy."
The one-eyed old monk said, "Although the Third Prince has a short life, he's certainly lucky with women. Wasn't that once-in-a-millennium
beauty Lin Jiaying his plaything?"
"Even though she's a plaything, he only gets to insert her mouth and anus. It's
a pity ."
"Heh, if I could get my hands on Lin Jiaying in the future, playing with her big breasts while fucking
Shao Shenyun's tender hole, watching the two beauties fawn over me, that would be a life well-lived." The hunchbacked old man's
face lit up with a lewd grin as he thought about stripping that blue dress bare.
The one-eyed old monk shook his head, saying, "Don't talk about a life well-lived. I want to live, the longer the better.
If this demon lord weren't so difficult to kill, I would kill her right now to eliminate any future trouble."
The hunched old man nodded reluctantly. The demon lord's body could withstand minor attacks, but if she encountered a
fatal attack, the true dragon totem hidden within her would manifest. The previous time, it directly severed dozens of rune-inlaid
black iron chains, almost allowing her to escape.
However, this might not be a bad thing. Keeping her locked up here for life, as their female slave for all eternity,
would not only eliminate any major threats to the Northern Region, but with such beauty, supporting a new emperor puppet in the future would be a piece of cake
.
The soft, mournful moans lingered in my ears, no longer as clear and bright as before. A natural allure had grown
stronger within them, like a peerless beauty in a red wedding gown, swaying her serpentine waist as she shook off the layers,
revealing her exquisitely white and delicate body.
The moans, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, grew softer and softer, like a stream reaching its end.
The Third Prince pushed open the door and walked out.
The two old monsters looked at him coldly. "Are you comfortable?"
"I have coveted the Demon Lord's body for far too long. Today, I am able to train him a little and fulfill my long-cherished wish, thanks to the two of you
seniors." The Third Prince smiled.
The hunchbacked old man couldn't help but ask, "What methods did you use to make that girl scream like that?"
The Third Prince smiled, not revealing the secret, but simply said, "Shao Shenyun's body is a treasure trove .
As long as you thrust hard and passionately, you can always make her show some different emotions. There is plenty of time in the future, and Grandmaster
can study it carefully."
The hunchbacked old man asked with a smile, "Compared to Shao Nu'er and Lin Jiaying, whose body is more delicious?"
The Third Prince smiled and said, "Naturally, they each have their own merits."
The hunchbacked old man sneered and did not ask further.
The one-eyed old monk warned, "She is, after all, a demon lord of the Northern Region. If you indulge in such sensual pleasures, be careful that she doesn't eat you
."
The third prince said frankly, "To die under the demon lord's skirt is something I will have no regrets even as a ghost."
After the third prince left, the one-eyed old monk shook his head and said, "So young, yet so unaware of the gravity of the situation."
With that, the two turned and went into the secret chamber.
Bound by iron chains, Shao Shenyun knelt naked on the ground, her chest pressed against the ground in a half-
pancake shape. In this position, her pert buttocks were sticking up high, making her already curvaceous body
even more breathtaking. Whip marks and handprints remained on her tender and plump buttocks, and
white fluid still flowed from her anus between her buttocks, flowing all the way to her tender vulva. Her rosy vulva, hidden by the dense forest, was
also in a mess. The layers of flesh were difficult to close as her legs were spread apart, like a pink jade clam
spitting out . Her pubic hair was wet with vaginal fluid, and there were even
small puddles of semen mixed with vaginal fluid on the ground.
The hunched old man walked up to her, lifted her chin, and Shao Shenyun stared coldly at him. Beneath
that aloof expression, the old man pried open her mouth, revealing a patch of white flesh inside. Clearly, her head had just been
forced open and her mouth filled with wax, leaving her unsure whether to swallow or spit it out.
Large patches of red wax dripped onto her buttocks and back, this utterly lewd sight only highlighting
the snow-white skin of her body. Her firm, jade-like breasts bore numerous purplish-blue marks from being pinched and squeezed, and her
nipples were slightly swollen and red.
The hunched old man gently stroked her still-warm, snow-white skin, then grabbed her hair and
sneered, "Your little hole usually stays dry for half a day, why is it so wet today? Did that dog
emperor have a good time fucking you? Heh, we haven't had enough yet. You won't rest until you're begging for mercy."
...
Lin Xuanyan learned about the recent situation from his conversation with the cultivators of Lost Day City.
This time, the legend of the Heavenly Demon Devouring the Moon was different from the minor skirmishes of the past thousand years. They seemed to be using this
opportunity to annihilate Lost Day City in one fell swoop. Even several great demons who originally only existed in legends were gradually awakening,
such as the demon king Shenhou of the Mirage Clan from 30,000 years ago and the ruler of the Snow Kingdom, Xueshan. These were all
great cultivators who had reached the realm above the Saintly Realm ten thousand years ago. Even though they had been resurrected and their cultivation had fallen to the Saintly Realm, their strength was still not to be
underestimated .
A thousand years ago, they already knew the origin of the legend of the Heavenly Demon Devouring the Moon.
As the Southern Wilderness sank, the Ancient Dragon King of the South Sea, in alliance with the Mirage Demon and the Snow Kingdom, laid down a Blood Corpse Array that stretched across the entire
Southern Wilderness . As long as the curse remained, beings bathed in dragon blood would gradually awaken over the next ten thousand years,
crawling back from the seabed to the human world.
However, the Blood Corpse Array was far too powerful; generations of leaders had devised countless methods, yet none could break it.
And now, even the legendary white demon, Bai Lu Fu, who had slaughtered countless cities, was gradually awakening.
As these terrifying demons arrived one after another, the resistance of Lost Day City would inevitably become increasingly futile. Moreover,
Nangong had once performed a divination, which seemed to indicate that an ancient demon, even more powerful than the three great demons, had also awakened.
Many citizens of Lost Day City even believed that the city's destruction was inevitable, and
many wavering individuals had even betrayed their cause, joining the demons in a desperate attempt to survive.
Such events were becoming increasingly common in these days.
Upon hearing the names of Shenhou and Xueshan, Lin Xuanyan recalled many past events. He muttered to himself, "
That catfish and that snowman? Bai Lufu... I seem to remember him a little, what was he again?"
The young cultivators were dumbfounded, thinking, "Sword Immortal, although your strength is unfathomable,
isn't this boasting a bit too exaggerated? How could you possibly have seen ancient people from tens of thousands of years ago?
" Ji Chanxi smiled coldly, not refuting anything, but thinking that it would be interesting to see you being chased by that catfish and
snowman .
Lin Jiaying asked, "How is the battle going? Can Lost Day City hold out?"
A pretty female cultivator stepped forward and explained, "Lost Day City is currently divided into three lines of defense. The Third Leader
is mainly responsible for fighting the Mirage Demon Clan, the Second Leader is fighting the Snow Clan, and the First Leader... I don't know, but I heard
some very bad news today. It seems the First Leader is injured."
Another cultivator shook his head firmly and said, "That must be a rumor to sow discord. Our First Leader is so powerful
that if those three demons were to fight our First Leader, they would surely die."
The female cultivator pursed her lips but did not retort. She simply clasped her hands together and prayed silently.
Lin Jiaying asked, "What about the others?"
The female cultivator continued, "A few months ago, those demons attacked Lost Day City, but it was just a probing attack. The
demon kings they sent were only at the level of the six-headed mirage demon. However, recently the war has suddenly become tense. The Third
Leader has divided everyone into seven groups, each guarding a border fortress. We are currently far from the Third Leader
and don't know the situation there. But it is said... just said, that the Mirage Roar seems to have personally intervened, so
the situation there must be very bad."
Lin Jiaying then asked, "Then how do we find your Third Leader?"
The cultivators looked at each other, clearly still hesitant.
Lin Jiaying said, "We have known your Third Leader and Second Leader for a long time. We met your Second Leader
when she was still a Daoist nun in the Southern Court Kingdom."
Ji Chanxi also stepped forward, looked at the female cultivator, and said, "Open your hand."
The female cultivator opened her hand, and Ji Chanxi drew a pattern on the palm of the female cultivator's hand with her index finger. The female cultivator looked at her with a divine sense.
Her expression changed slightly, and she stared blankly at Ji Chanxi. "This is the secret text of our Lost Day City. How do you know it?"
Ji Chanxi replied, "Sister Nanqing taught me this before. If you want to see it, I can write some more."
The female cultivator pursed her lips, finally making up her mind. She made a hand seal and took out a brand-new
map handing it to her. "This is a map of our current defense line. You can follow the locations on the map to find the Third
Leader. Be sure to keep this map hidden in your sea of consciousness, don't carry it on your person."
Ji Chanxi took the map and looked at it carefully. The dense landmarks made her a little dizzy, so she handed it to
Lin .
Lin Xuanyan also had no experience in reading maps, so he handed it to Lin Jiaying without changing his expression.
Lin Jiaying's fingers traced the intricate network of routes on the map, silently memorizing a few
landmarks , and then she put the map away, saying, "Thank you all." Then she glanced at the two
young people who couldn't even understand the map and said, "Come with me."
Lin Xuanyan and Ji Chanxi obediently followed behind her.
As they walked through the City of Lost Day, their black hair and faces stood out starkly.
When , they were nearly mistaken for demons who had infiltrated the city, and only after several explanations were they able to avoid conflict.
Fortunately, a female general in command
remembered Lin Jiaying, a woman who had visited the City of Lost Day a century ago, and gifted her a high-ranking token, allowing them free passage through the city.
The general told them that seven days ago, Nan Lingyin had led several of the most powerful cultivators to the front lines,
fighting valiantly until now without returning. Furthermore, the only moon in the sky had been growing dimmer, and the demonic energy in the Southern Wilderness
was increasing—a very ominous sign.
The city was gradually becoming deserted.
Ji Chanxi suddenly asked, "The strength of those demon kings is unclear, but they are at least at the Transcendent Saint level.
Sister are only at the peak of the Transformation Realm. It might not be good to go there rashly."
Lin Xuanyan pondered for a moment and said, "As long as they are great demons I killed in my previous life, they
will have an innate fear of me deep in their Dao Heart. So, although Shenhou and Xueshan are strong, they are definitely no match for me.
However, killing someone of the same realm is by no means easy. To be on the safe side, I will try to avoid fighting them before you reach the Transcendent Saint level
."
Lin Jiaying summoned a Dao Heart Green Lotus, which floated in front of her. She calculated for a moment and shook her head, "We cannot
only look at the opponent's strongest combat power. The most terrifying thing about this sweeping attack on the Southern Wilderness is the number of great demons at the Transformation Realm. " " The quantity
is too enormous. Those are monsters nurtured when spiritual energy was abundant ten thousand years ago. How
can cope with them? Even if we are lucky enough to kill one or two of the demon kings, it may not have a significant impact on the situation. Besides..." Lin Jiaying frowned, her face showing worry, "Besides... when I was divining just now, it seemed that some very strong force was obscuring the secrets of heaven. It is very likely that the great demon they mentioned." Lin Xuanyan nodded: "If the situation is truly unstoppable, I will forcibly lead you to break through the barrier of the White Head Stele and leave." Ji Chanxi said: "I'm not leaving. I want to stay and accompany Sister Nanqing." Lin Xuanyan said without changing his expression: "I'll knock you out then." Ji Chanxi glared at him, her face full of anger. Lin Jiaying gazed ahead and suddenly asked, "What's that?" In the distant horizon, where dusk and darkness met, enormous shadows swayed in the air. These shadows encompassed everything: floating palaces and ancient cities, some barely visible, others shrouded in mist like a raging river. A huge, dark blue shadow drifted among them, emitting muffled thunderous roars. Within the sea of clouds, a crescent moon floated and sank, its light sometimes tearing through the clouds, sometimes being swallowed by the towering structures. The crescent moon's presence grew weaker and weaker. "That's an ancient mirage!" Lin Xuanyan's expression sharpened. "The Mirage has indeed made its move personally." Even from a thousand miles away, the illusory figures, seemingly real yet unreal, still soared into the sky, their towering palaces appearing as if they might collapse at any moment, causing one's heart to tremble. "I'll go first, you two follow." Lin Xuanyan said hastily, and a long rainbow appeared in the sky as his figure soared away. Ji Chanxi and Lin Jiaying didn't hesitate for a moment, each using their escape techniques to quickly rush towards that direction. A sword strike. Outside that area of Lost Day City, the seawater didn't churn at all; as far as the eye could see, there was only boundless solid ice and a vast expanse of black snow. Snow fell from the sky, damp and cold. Lin Xuanyan's figure crashed towards that ancient mirage market. Streaks of white light swirled within, and the illusory shadow, impacted by the sword energy , rippled violently before collapsing with a deafening roar. Lin Xuanyan returned to the ice surface, his expression grim. Lin Jiaying and Ji Chanxi arrived one after the other. The ice surface was littered with corpses, including silver-haired, black-robed cultivators of Lost Day City, as well as the demons slain there . "It's fake." Lin Xuanyan looked at them and slowly shook his head. "Those mirage illusions are just to deceive people. The actual battle is likely already over." Just now, when Lin Xuanyan rushed into the mirage, he sensed something was wrong. How could that ancient mirage be as fragile as paper, bursting at the slightest touch? Now it seems that the remaining mirage is just to create the illusion that the two sides are still fighting, while the actual battle has already ended. And it's obvious that the City of Lost Days has lost, and the fate of the Third Leader, Nan Lingyin, is unknown. Lin Jiaying and Ji Chanxi, being exceptionally intelligent, naturally figured this out quickly as well. A biting wind howled above the black ice, exuding a chilling aura of death. Lin Xuanyan looked at Lin Jiaying and said seriously, "Jing'er, take out the map and let me see it." Lin Jiaying took out the map and handed it to Lin Xuanyan. Lin Xuanyan looked at it carefully and then handed it back to Lin Jiaying. "Jing'er... just point out the location of the Mirage God Temple to me." Lin Jiaying was shocked, and then said decisively, "You want to go to the Mirage God Temple alone? Absolutely not. We can't be impulsive now. Although Lingyin was defeated, she may not be dead. Even if we want to save her, we should calm down and think it over carefully." Lin Xuanyan hummed and rubbed his forehead. "Of course I'm not going to go into the Mirage God Temple alone. I'll explain my tentative plan and how to deal with failure to you in detail ." Lin Jiaying still looked at him with concern.

Lin Xuanyan grasped her hand and said, "Let's go back to Lost Day City first and inform them of the situation so they can
mobilize their troops and prepare for defense. Miss Ji, go find the Second Leader according to the map and tell her about this.
Be quick. After defeating Nan Lingyin, the Mirage Roar might launch a joint attack on that
fortress with the Snow Mountain."
Ji Chanxi nodded in agreement.
...
In the Lower Rank Hall of Lost Day City, a solemn atmosphere prevailed.
To prevent the news of the Third Leader's misfortune from spreading and causing any unrest, Lin Xuanyan only contacted a very few
people in important positions within the army.
At this moment, the hall was completely silent, and an uneasy atmosphere permeated everyone's hearts.
"Our Third Leader also entered the Saint Realm two years ago. Even if this battle was lost, it's impossible for him not
to be able to return. There must be something fishy going on!"
The speaker was the Commander-in-Chief, named Nan Zheng, who had organized dozens of defensive battles on the city walls and held great prestige.
Another female general suddenly slammed her hand on the table and stood up. She glared fiercely at Lin Xuanyan and said coldly, "You
appeared out of nowhere today, your origins are unknown. We've been guarding this place for six months, and of all times, our Third Leader has an accident today
. You must be spies sent by the Southern Wilderness. Take you down first!"
Lin Xuanyan looked at her coldly as well and said, "If I can bring your Third Leader back,
you can say these words again in front of her."
Nan Zheng carefully observed Lin Xuanyan's expression and then said, "You're going to the Mirage Demon Temple alone? You should understand how dangerous the
journey Saint Realm cultivator, you'll face a nine-out-of-ten chance of death."
Lin Xuanyan said, "I'll naturally disguise myself and sneak in, then find an opportunity to rescue him."
Another great cultivator looked at him with a sneer and scoffed, "Easier said than done. In
the battles of Lost Day City over the past few years, there have been those who boasted about assassinating the Demon King alone, either they were just seeking fame or they were liars." " They either died
with their own courage. But out of pity, we actually want to build a monument for them and honor them as heroes, which is
utterly ridiculous. And now there's another arrogant person like you?"
Lin Xuanyan shook his head and said, "Since they have courage and boldness, they naturally deserve respect. Besides, I wouldn't have
brought it up if I wasn't confident."
The man was about to retort when Nan Zheng held his hand, signaling him not to say anything more. Then he looked at Lin Xuanyan and
said, "If you're not joking, then you can tell us your true thoughts. We can do our best
to help you. Right now, the safety of the Third Master is the most important thing. This young lady claims to be a friend of the Third Master. May I ask
who you are...?" Lin Jiaying said, "My name is Lin Jiaying. I visited Lost Day City hundreds of years ago. Although it was only for a few days,
I have corresponded with Lingyin ever since. We also met again at the Trial of the Dao four years ago."
The female general looked slightly surprised, sized her up, and then bowed to Lin Jiaying.
"So you are the renowned Palace Master of Qingmu Palace, and this gentleman is perhaps...?"
Her gaze shifted to Lin Xuanyan's handsome face. She wanted to say a name, but it didn't seem
like one .
Lin Xuanyan said, "My name is Lin Xuanyan, just an unknown junior. However, I have already become a Daoist partner with Palace Master Lu."
Shizhou City was far away, so naturally no one knew this name that was known to everyone in the Xuanyuan Dynasty.
But the Palace Master of Qingmu Palace was already married, and the other party was such a young junior. Many people found it extremely
unbelievable , but if what he said was true, being able to win Palace Master Lu's heart at such a young age, his abilities must not be lacking,
and perhaps he could really shoulder this important responsibility.
Lin Xuanyan continued, "I will discuss the specifics with Miss Lu first, and then have her
tell you what needs to be arranged."
Nan Zheng hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.
"Then do as you say, we'll do our best to help you, but we also need to start our own preparations
and be prepared for your failure."
Lin Xuanyan nodded and said, "Of course. Then Miss Lu and I will take our leave."
After leaving the Lower Horizon Palace, Lin Xuanyan instructed Lin Jiaying to take out a map and
find a suitable landing point near the Mirage Demon Temple, about a thousand miles away.
Then he took out a piece of high-quality talisman paper, bit his finger, and drew
a handing it to Lin Jiaying.
Lin Jiaying took the talisman paper, stunned, and asked, "Why did you write the character 'ox' for me?"
Lin Xuanyan pursed his dry lips and said innocently, "Jing'er, this drawing... is actually a sword."
"Hmm... oh." Lin Jiaying examined it for a moment and replied helplessly.
"It's alright, the meaning is enough." Lin Xuanyan placed the talisman in her hand, then drew a second one,
also a sword. After drawing three talismans, Lin Xuanyan's face paled considerably. He took a few deep breaths,
regulated his breathing for a moment, and then said, "This is a Thousand-Mile Sword Transfer Talisman. If I am in danger, the talisman will tremble violently.
As long as you burn this talisman, I can switch places with it."
Lin Xuanyan continued to explain, "However, my location and the talisman's location must be within a thousand miles. So you need to find a
suitable location, and it's best to have several great cultivators from the Southern Expedition Sect protect you. If you..." " If you're discovered and the situation becomes critical,
just run away and don't worry about me. I have other preparations."
Lin Jiaying asked, "What preparations?"
Lin Xuanyan replied, "I have a sword intent. Three years ago, on the South Sea, to prevent Yuhan from being involved with the Northern Prefecture,
I used half of it. Now I still have half left. If necessary, I can directly cleave that world and leave.
No one can stop me."
Lin Jiaying recalled the scene on the South Sea three years ago. Because the scene was too chaotic at the time, her
memory was somewhat blurry. However, she vaguely remembered that sword, lonely and long, as if it could cut through time. She nodded subconsciously.
Lin Xuanyan said, "I'll explain the rest to you in detail. Just pass it on to them. I have a bad feeling. I
'm going to the Mirage God Temple first. If I delay, things might change."
After Lin Xuanyan finished explaining everything that needed to be prepared to her, Lin Jiaying put away the talisman and
no longer hesitated. She only instructed, "Be careful in everything."
A white rainbow once again hung in the sky above Lost Day City.
The white rainbow fell outside the city, swept across the black ice plains piled with corpses, and vanished without a trace.
On the vast ice plains, only a crescent moon hung high, its light faint and weak.

[The End]

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