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âYour eyes.â The corner of Shen Yanxiaoâs mouth slightly twitched as he looked at Xiuâs half-squinted golden eyes.
As far as she knows, the color of the eyes of people from this world was not different from that of her previous world, which was mostly black or brown.
What race had a golden eyes?
Xiu didnât opened his mouth, but the Vermillion Bird who was silent at the side suddenly said: âI didnât expect that there would still be a living God from the Divine race at this present time. So thatâs the reason why I felt that familiar feeling from you. A thousands of years ago, you must have participated in the war between the Gods and Demons, am I right?â
Xiu didnât answer Vermillion Birdâs question, he just stood there quietly and motionless.
Shen Yanxiao, on the other hand, felt very shocked with the words of Vermillion Bird.
Thousands of years ago, the Divine Race and the Demon Race who both governed the entire world had launched a world-shaking war. That fierce battle almost shook everything. The rivers of blood and corpses of the soldiers of the two races could be seen everywhere. And because of that war, the Divine Race which was revered by the people had almost been annihilated. The only Gods who had been able to survive were also severely wounded in that battle. But they only managed to maintain their existence for a short time and still died in the end. The Demon Race went back to the underworld while the Divine Race suffered a total destruction.
The war of the Gods and Demons had brought about a great blow to the whole world. All the continents of the world were dragged into that battle. Humans, Elves, the Dragon Race, all of them had joined the fight against the Demonâs invasion. But even so, the Gods had also paid a great loss in the fight against the Demon Race.
The war that continued for hundreds of years led to the withering of this world. Until thousands of years after the end of the war, people had finally rebuilt their homes.
But although the Demon Race had returned to the bottom of the world, the demons who came up to the ground and had been left atop this piece of land had brought infinite suffering to the people.
The Divine Race had perished, and the remaining Gods had been drained of their power, who were soon after the war was over, had also fallen.
For thousands of years, the Divine Race had become a legend that was being passed from the peopleâs mouth.
Was Xiu from the Divine Race?
Shen Yanxiao didnât dare to believe her own guess. Every appearance of a God from the Divine Race would bring a great turbulence to the human world.
The reason why the Godâs domain had such a lofty status was also because the power of the people of the Godâs domain were the closest to the divine power of the Gods of the Divine Race.
If a living God from the Divine Race was to appear before the eyes of the people at this present time, it was feared that the whole continent would be crazy.
âIt doesnât matter who I am. What matters is that we are allies now.â Xiu could feel the fluctuations of Shen Yanxiaoâs heart. He had no intention of explaining his identity.
The past was just fleeting clouds. Gods or Demons, they had long withdrawn from the stage of the history.
Heâs now only a soul that was living inside a humanâs body.
âYouâre right.â Shen Yanxiao slightly smiled. What difference would it make to her if she knew his identity? Whatâs important to her was that he could unlock her seal. So what if he was even a Demon?
Vermillion Bird knitted his brows into a frown. He looked at the calm Shen Yanxiao then glanced at Xiuâs face that had no expression, he muttered: âMy feelings canât be wrong. But why canât I seem to remember who you are?â There was definitely a hint of familiarity at the depths of his soul, but no matter how hard he think, he couldnât remember the identity of Xiu.
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