The weather was gloomy, with snowflakes flying all over the sky.
A violently rotating storm swept all the way from the distant sea to the land. Finally, when the storm brought the salty sea breeze to the coastline, it suddenly became calm again.
——The powerful and destructive wind transformed into a tall human man.
He has wheat-colored skin and a strong body like a stocky hill.
His body was wrapped in a layer of cloth transformed by divine power. It was ultramarine, just like the layers of dark clouds before a storm on the sea.
He also has long hair that is as long as snow satin. Unlike his violent temper, these hairs are soft and long, and they are flying behind his head at the moment.
His eyebrows were straight and his facial features were three-dimensional, giving him a good appearance. Unfortunately, the three claw marks lingering under his eyebrows ruined the overall look of his face, but unexpectedly brought out a hint of wild beauty.
It wasn't until he finally set foot on land that the man finally opened his eyes. His dark blue eyes were shining brightly, and he saw the cliffs and the endless white snowfields as far as the eye could see.
The Demon God, who came to the shore for the first time since his birth, was very curious about all unknown things.
His god's name is Diekalapian, and his true form is a rapidly exploding gale tornado. He is also one of the earliest awakened elemental beings in the world.
When he woke up, there was a gentle voice guiding him, telling him that he must go to land in the future.
Therefore, those who are born with spirituality clearly understand their responsibilities - since they are demon gods, they should protect humans, eliminate dangers for them, and lift them to the center of the times.
The devil should love others. This is a responsibility and an instinct.
Therefore, after being able to cross the vast sea, Dickapian followed this instinct and eagerly approached the land.
However, as soon as he set foot on land, he felt an unusual aura. This aura made him subconsciously wary. It seemed dangerous and mixed with a charming fragrance.
Dickapian estimated his own strength. Since his birth, he has been immersed in a life of fighting with his fellow tribesmen almost every day, and he has rarely experienced defeat!
Because of this, he, who had absolute confidence in his own force value, decided to look for the source of this aura to see what was causing trouble.
What if it's a human?
The Demon God, who used to live in a very simple environment, thought so in a good mood.
He has never seen a real human being!
Although the bit of spirituality in the inheritance had told him that human beings should look like the one he transformed into now, with one head, two arms, and walking alternately with legs, he was still very curious!
Do humans fight?
Will they like him?
Are you willing to accept protection from him?
Diehlappian's mind was in a mess, thinking about how to deal well with humans.
Perhaps, he was still a little uneasy.
I don’t know if he is the first demon god to come to this snowfield. What if humans have chosen another demon god? What to do then... is it possible to rob someone?
As he thought about it, the expression on his face became sad. Unknowingly, he had subconsciously regarded the source of the breath as a human being.
The devil longs to meet humans in his heart, and he desperately hopes that he can find people who are willing to give him shelter.
Even if it’s just one person.
He longs to be accepted.
After walking alone on the coast for a while, Dickapian suddenly felt a soft warmth emanating from a low cave.
So he quickly retracted his thoughts that had run away, stretched out his hand to gesture to the hole that was less than half the height of his chest, frowned and thought for a few seconds, and finally chose to bend down and get in.
But as soon as he entered, before he could stand up straight, he heard a shallow breathing. Then he raised his eyes and saw a shimmering silvery white.
——There is an unknown creature living here!
Moreover, Diehlappian also felt a long-lost sense of danger from it!
Although the demon god with rich fighting experience is still confused in his mind, his body has spontaneously started to use his divine power, and several wind blades are surrounding him to protect him.
He is ready for a fierce battle!
It's a pity that his performance as if facing a powerful enemy did not wake up the sleeping creature at all.
Diego Karapi waited quietly for a moment, and found that the other party's breathing was still shallow and regular, and he didn't even have the slightest intention to open his eyes and fight with him.
So he was silent for a long time, and finally had no choice but to disperse the wind blade. After standing there for a while, he cautiously stepped forward.
ah! Why does this creature look nothing like him? !
Its skin is white, its body is small, and its body is wrapped in a layer of gorgeous and exquisite cloth.
Diehlappian worked hard to dig through his inherited memories, and for a while he came to an uncertain conclusion - the body he transformed into was a male, and the beautiful sleeping creature should be a female.
So, of course they look different.
