The sun has set in Khmer, but it is still noon in the Middle East.

The strong sunshine is scorching this dry land.

The sky is covered with yellow sand and the vegetation is sparse.

But almost two thousand years ago, this place was still a forest of life.

Many ancient civilizations sprouted here.

But now, apart from desolation, drought and war, there are no signs of civilization and prosperity here.

Before the era of monsters and ghosts, this was already the most chaotic, desperate, and depressing area of ​​Blue Star.

The people who had been massacred raised the butcher knife to the weak, replicating what the Nazis had done to them.

Concentration camps, separation walls, genocide, physical castration...

Except for not going to the gas chamber, all other available tricks have been used.

After the age of monsters began, this already hopeless area became even darker and more depressing.

Endless demons and ghosts are nourished by endless war and despair.

Hundreds of ghosts walk at night, and thousands of ghosts wreak havoc!

Now, except for the core big cities, this once civilized place has no order at all.

Tens of millions of people in the entire region have been overwhelmed by war and demons.

Here, there is no hope.

There is only war, despair and death!

Even if it is a high-level martial artist, the same will happen when they come here.

Facing the sun, the strange man wrapped in black robes landed on the barren hills of this wasteland.

His face under the black hood twitched, his lower jaw opened, and his slender tongue stretched out, licking the air like a straw.

"I... am back!"

"The holy place where my father once stayed!"

His face twitched, and black eyeballs came out from under his face.

He is the monster that came to life from the corpse of the ancient god of war, King Baldwin of Jerusalem.

A monster from myth and legend.

The thoughts in his bloodline have the memory inheritance of the Demon Fly clan.

When He was born, these memories would awaken and tell Him many secrets.

Including, his origin, heels and magical powers.

It also includes the past of this land.

The eyeballs that popped out from under the face were observing this desolate land.

In the blood, the flashing memories reflect the phantom of this place two thousand years ago.

Here, there once was a river gurgling through.

When the river floods, wetlands and swamps are formed and are scattered over hundreds of miles.

Mortals in ancient times once built towns and had trade routes here.

Devout believers also set out from here along the trade route to make pilgrimages to the Holy Land of God.

They brought sacrifices.

Those captured slaves.

There are also all kinds of rare treasures collected from all over the world.

His eyeballs moved one by one, following the direction of the pilgrimage procession flashed back in his bloodline memory.

He remembered.

"yes……"

"The garden has now sunk to the bottom of the sea!"

Two thousand years ago, God's Holy Land was a prosperous garden.

It is also the birthplace of the larvae of the demon fly clan.

Countless mortals, carrying countless tributes, made pilgrimages to the holy land.

Desire to receive God’s gifts.

Power and immortality!

God graciously promised these poor mortals.

Promise that as long as they are pious enough, God will grant them eternal life at the end of the day.

Let them be with God.

Needless to say, that is a lie.

Because, how could the great Father allow mortals to gain eternal life?

That's something that even the Demon Fly clan doesn't dare to hope for!

However, they still received the gift of the great Father - spiritual energy.

In this world where spiritual energy was barren, spiritual energy gradually appeared under the great power of the great father.

The incredible magic circle drained away the spiritual power contained in countless earth veins.

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The land turned into a barren desert.

It will also blow the spiritual energy from the earth's veins and the sun into this world.

By the way, countless spores were also blown to this world.

Those spores, bred in the garden and watered with the blood and souls of mortals, are each wrapped in a demon fly egg.

Thousands of spores are thousands of magic fly eggs.

Just like in Jiuyou Blood Sea.

The Demon Fly clan has always relied on quantity to win.

From one million magic fly eggs, ten thousand can be hatched, which is already pretty good.

Out of 10,000 larvae, if only one can grow to adulthood, you are lucky!

But just this one, as long as it returns to the garden, can quickly lay thousands of magic fly eggs again.

This is true whether in Jiuyou or in this world.

The only difference is that in this spiritually barren world, if the demon flies want to lay eggs, they need soul gold.

Thinking of this, the monster flapped its wings again and flew towards the end of the pilgrimage.

Today, it is a coastal area with vast ocean.

In just ten minutes, He had arrived at the beach.

He stood on the cliff, looking at the sea in the distance.

A dozen small fishing boats are fishing in the sea.

And the memories engraved in blood began to flash back.

At the entrance to the sacred garden stands a statue of a god carved by a mortal slave.

These statues of gods are solemn and majestic.

It is almost comparable to the Arhat protectors in the Western Pure Land.

Pairs of sacred wings spread out behind them, and countless pilgrims prostrated to worship these messengers of gods and shout their honorable names.

Those sacred names echoed in front of the garden.

Groups of slaves were escorted and sent into the garden.

The Garden of Eden, the Kingdom of Heaven, and the Holy Land in the minds of mortals.

"This is it..."

"The entrance to the garden is right here!"

"Before my father left, he stayed behind to guide our descendants, and the beacon for pursuing his great path was also left here!"

In this spiritually barren world, for the Demon Flies, there is not much to offer except that mortals can kill and squeeze them at will.

A great father will naturally not stay long.

After getting enough soul money, he left here.
To be continued...