Chapter 590
The Battle Between True God and False God
Chapter 590 The Battle Between True God and False God
"Om-!"
With Vivian's excited screams, the war behemoth hovering in the clouds finally let out a deafening roar!
The light cone, compressed to its limit, suddenly shot forward, its light so intense that it even dimmed the sun above the clouds!
That was not the magical light as traditionally known in the continent of Os, but an elemental slurry that had been repeatedly compressed into a "luminous state" under turbocharging!
Although the researchers at the Great Tomb of Nazarick haven't yet figured out what this luminous magical element is all about, that doesn't stop the engineers from bringing this powerful thing to the battlefield!
In an instant—
In the blood-red world, only a pure white line seemed to remain!
The rock giant on the ground was still carrying out Eddie's last orders, raising its thick, wall-like rock shield in an attempt to block the divine punishment descending from the sky!
However, this time its block was destined to miss.
Faced with that groundbreaking heavy artillery, the magical barrier built with traditional earth elemental power was as fragile as a piece of paper!
There was no stagnation, nor any sparks of collision.
The moment the beam of light touched the shield, the seemingly indestructible rock shield was melted through, leaving not a single fragment behind!
Next came the giant's arms, chest, and even the magic crystal cube burning with soul fire—that was the heart that powered it!
"Roar--"
The rock giant, tens of meters tall, let out a weak wail as it watched helplessly as the light descending from the sky passed right through it.
The edges of the wound were a molten crimson, and then the rocks collapsed like building blocks that had lost their support before everyone's eyes.
And this is just the beginning!
The terrifying white light continued its relentless march, carrying an overwhelming pressure, and slammed into the magical barrier behind the giant.
The shield constructed by hundreds of gray-robed mages was utterly ineffective against that overwhelming destructive power.
The dark blue protective shield, like glass hit by a slingshot, collapsed backward with a "bang" in less than half a second!
"This is impossible!"
Eddie's confident grin froze instantly as he stared in disbelief at the white light piercing through the barrier and striking a spot not far from him.
"boom--!"
The shockwave from the explosion instantly swept across half the battlefield!
Before he could replenish his defensive spells, Eddie's chest was struck squarely by the shockwave, and he was sent flying like a kite, crashing heavily into the wall behind him.
The group of mages standing behind him were thrown into chaos, some collapsing to the ground coughing up blood, others being blown away like their leader.
The alchemical golems guarding the mages, along with the undead around them, turned to ashes in the blazing sunlight.
As for Thanos—
Even as the dazzling cone of light began to condense, the cunning and treacherous man had already slipped into the shadows of the tower and made his escape.
As it turned out, his judgment was absolutely correct.
If he had hesitated for even a second, he would probably be lying on the ground, coughing up blood, along with those magicians from the Academy.
The dust from the explosion shot into the sky, slowly forming a small mushroom cloud above the royal prison. The scorching blast wave blew away the snow, revealing scorched earth that had been covered in white.
Seeing the devastating scene, the players who had just been chased and hacked by the golem were completely excited and shouted that it was so thrilling.
"Holy crap! This is what magic is all about!"
"The Demon King is awesome!"
"One leaf falling heralds autumn! You should learn that trick!"
"……nerve."
In a corner of the royal prison, the innocent female donkey trembled with excitement, even forgetting that she was on the battlefield, raising her broken sword to salute the airship in the sky.
As for those players who were vaporized along with the alchemical golem?
They are muting their microphones and cannot speak for the time being.
Not far away, [Dragon Travels Ten Thousand Miles], who had finally managed to snatch another ghoul body to revive, was looking enviously at the airship in the sky that resembled a giant dragon, his skull, which was shimmering with soul fire, filled with longing.
Compared to that giant thing in the sky, the pile of "divine artifacts" in his warehouse was nothing but firewood!
"Holy crap...it would be awesome to get one of these!"
If I could buy this, it would be worth spending any amount of in-game currency!
On the edge of the battlefield, in a dark alley.
Helen Moonblade, who had previously led the Night Elf spellcasters in a battle against the Academy mages, was leaning against the wall, breathing heavily.
The previous blizzard had depleted too much of her magic power, and now her face was pale as she suffered the backlash of mental overload.
However, when she saw the pillar of light that pierced through the heavens and earth, her tired eyes suddenly burst forth with unprecedented brilliance.
"Demon King..." she murmured excitedly, her admiration for the emperor reaching its peak at this moment.
As expected of the king to whom the Graywind tribe serves—
With just a single strike, the magicians of the Academy could not reach a height that even if they exerted all their strength!
Even if it wasn't actually the Demon King's own power, for Helen, who revered that emperor, the truth seemed to be irrelevant.
Meanwhile, Thanos, who had avoided the shockwave early on, returned to Marshal Fayet's side as if nothing had happened.
The marshal of the National Assembly stared wide-eyed at the ruins of the Royal Prison Tower before him.
As for the black bowler hat on his head, it had been blown askew by the wind, making it look indescribably comical.
Thanos reached out and naturally took his hat back from the top of the "human hat rack," gently dusted it off, and then put it back on.
Startled by this natural movement, Fayet turned his head blankly, looked at the mysterious Shadow Lord beside him, and stammered a question.
"Is it... over?"
What he really wanted to ask was about the war.
Thanos straightened his collar, mistakenly thinking the question was directed at him, and calmly replied while looking at the mess in front of him.
"I don't need to take action anymore."
……
Amidst the ruins.
Eddie, his face covered in blood, struggled to crawl out of the rubble.
One of his arms was probably broken, his once magnificent robes were tattered, and he looked as disheveled as a stray dog.
or--
The word "like" should be removed.
"Cough cough... Damn it..."
He coughed up a mouthful of blood, looked up at the scarlet sky, his trembling eyes filled with fear and resentment.
This is simply... a power that no mortal can withstand!
If I had known Colin would become such a terrible problem, I should have used the full power of the Soul School to take him down when he was in the Academy!
However, on the other hand—
At that time, Colin hadn't offended them, and he didn't even know what they were researching, or he only noticed the surface.
The Great Sage seemed to have other expectations of him, but even Lord Ormon did not understand what the Great Sage was thinking.
Thinking about these things now seems like a tangent.
Eddie, panting, stared at the sky, still harboring a sliver of hope.
Although the arrogant airship still hovered above his head, the vast sky was still a blood-red expanse.
Roland City remains their territory!
The power of that attack was comparable to a forbidden spell. Normally, even the most experienced mage would need to rest for half an hour.
Needless to say, magical artifacts require a lot of time to cool down and recharge.
He still has a chance!
Eddie struggled to his feet, trying to use his remaining magic to weave a spell to knock down the war behemoth hovering in the air.
However, just as he raised his wand, a sickeningly loud grinding sound of gears suddenly came from the belly of the massive airship in the sky.
"Click-clack—"
Then, something terrifying happened to Eddie.
A steaming metal tube was thrown down, and then another round metal tube took its place, meshing with the rear end of the thick, long cannon barrel!
Shells, loaded!
The azure light cone condensed again at the muzzle, gradually solidifying into a blinding white light, and once again entered Eddie's eyes.
Despair filled his eyes, and he cried out in shock.
"How is this possible?!"
Doesn't this thing need to be charged?!
It is obvious—
Despite having observed so many virtual realms, the magicians of Xuebang were unaware that something called a battery existed in another universe.
But there's nothing we can do about it.
The most fundamental law of the virtual realm is that it cannot transmit unknown information; it can only resonate with known information.
Inside the cockpit of the airship.
Vivian's face flushed red with excitement.
So, it feels so good to bombard others? Does that mean my older brother actually enjoyed it too?!
Sensing a subtle atmosphere brewing silently, Luo Yan coughed lightly, reminding Vivian that it was time to fire the next shot.
Hearing her brother cough, Vivian immediately snapped out of her reverie and focused on the work that was still in progress.
As she watched the small, stubborn fish stubbornly raise its head, a bloodthirsty smile spread across her lips, and an eerie light flickered in her scarlet pupils.
"Kukuku! It's not over yet!"
"Second shot—"
"fire!"
The little hand that had been raised waved down again!
Accompanied by the buzzing sound of the air being ionized, another blinding beam of destructive light followed, aimed directly at the figure who had just gotten up from the ruins.
"Do not--!"
Eddie let out a piercing scream, nearly wetting himself in fright, and all traces of the composure of a magician vanquished his face.
At that critical moment, just as the lowly maggot was about to be evaporated by the white light falling from the sky, a pungent smell of blood suddenly filled the air.
Vivian, standing in the cockpit, frowned slightly, while Luo Yan, standing not far from her, raised his eyebrows with interest.
It finally appeared.
A crimson figure appeared out of thin air on the ruins, blocking Eddie's path, like a frame being inserted into a smooth scene.
He raised his hand, and dark red liquid surged in his palm, forming a giant umbrella that actually blocked the blow that was powerful enough to level mountains!
"Zizzi-"
The white light and red mist collided violently in mid-air, producing a corrosive sound that made your teeth ache!
With an arrogant smile on his face, Cassius calmly watched the surging white light grow weaker and weaker in his domain, eventually dissipating into countless particles of light.
Vivian's eyes widened, almost popping out of their sockets.
"Good heavens..."
What is this thing?!
I haven't been back to Hell for a thousand years. Have the people here become this terrifying?!
Clearly, Vivian's educational background is insufficient to understand what kind of artificial deity Xuebang is.
Actually, not only did she not understand, but Cassius himself, who had just completed his coronation ceremony, also didn't understand. All he knew was that he was incredibly awesome right now.
The entire city of Roland seemed to have become part of his body, the viscous, surging crimson blood like the walls of his stomach!
As for the Radiant Knight, who terrified him the most, he seemed to have vanished at this moment, firmly nailed to the palace by a dark red pillar of light that connected heaven and earth.
There seemed to be a terrifying power brewing there as well, but his intuition told him that it posed no threat to him.
For now, at least, he only needs to deal with his current opponent.
The violent shockwave spread outwards, completely flattening the remaining ruins.
Cassius, who was at the center of the impact, remained completely still, not even a speck of dust on his jet-black armor.
As the smoke cleared, Cassius hovered three meters above the ground.
The jet-black armor, formed from divine power, gleamed under the crimson sky, with only two points of cold soul fire peeking out from the gaps in the helmet.
He slowly raised his head, gazing at the sky with disdain, looking at the bulky and useless "airship".
That look in his eyes was like a god watching a buzzing fly.
"Mortal toys dare to challenge the majesty of the gods..."
Looking at Cassius hovering in mid-air, Eddie, huddled in the corner, swallowed hard and finally managed a forced smile.
"You came just in time..."
It must be said that the nobles of feudal kingdoms were more humane than the magicians of the academy, even if they were spiritual nobles without titles.
If it were another magician, they would definitely wait until he died before taking action, and then inherit his legacy and doctrines.
However, Cassius ignored Eddie behind him.
Saving his life was merely repaying a previous favor, and it didn't mean that Cassius cared about the life or death of this insignificant ant.
Whether it's salvation or destruction, it has nothing to do with ants.
This is the perspective of the gods!
Feeling the trembling behind him, tinged with a hint of flattery and submission, Cassius's tense lips gradually curled into a smile.
The feeling of becoming a god... is really great.
……
On the other side, Vivian, standing in the airship, had a somewhat stiff expression and secretly glanced at the Demon King standing not far away beside her.
Her expression of being caught in a dilemma was like someone who had been playing with a stink bug all day and suddenly had to poop... Vivian was a little unsure of what to do.
The Shanghai Little Tyrant may be fearless, but that depends on who her opponent is. Someone as strong as her is fine, and even someone slightly stronger than Eileen wouldn't be a problem; she's confident she can take them on head-on.
However, this guy's power was clearly on a different level from hers, and even she couldn't help but feel a little flustered.
"Brother, he seems a bit off..."
Vivian even had a vague feeling that her incompetent father, Roxie Collin, was probably no match for him...
Seeing Vivian's unusually hunched neck, Luo Yan simply smiled faintly and spoke gently.
"What's the panic? I'm here."
Those words were like a power-up for Vivian. One second she was timid and hesitant, the next she was confident and assertive again.
That makes sense.
She didn't even run away from the Demon King, why would she be afraid of a caterpillar!
"Fire! Fire!" Vivian's crimson eyes regained their fervor as she waved her small hands forward and roared with exhilaration.
On the other side, Cassius was still grinning maliciously, the crimson wrapped around his palm had transformed into a spear pointing towards the sky.
While the flattery of his former "benefactor" pleased him, it was clearly the wailing of his enemies that made him feel better.
He could vaguely see the panic within that "airship"!
However, just as he was about to swat the fly, a white light suddenly appeared beneath the oblivious fly.
"Om-!"
Seeing the white light hurtling towards him, Cassius frowned, his spear transforming into a shield as he thrust it forward, once again taking the hit head-on.
However, something unexpected happened.
The cannons suspended below the airship didn't need cooling; they fired a shot every twenty seconds, spraying blinding white light as if it were free!
That stuff really doesn't cost money; it's all just burning ghost money.
The third shot, the fourth shot, the fifth shot...
Cassius was originally floating in mid-air, trying to show the composure and elegance that a god should have.
However, faced with that utterly unsportsmanlike barrage of fire, his elegance lasted only until the sixth strike.
"Boom—!"
The continuous explosions created waves that shook his divine realm.
Although the white light that fell from the sky could not penetrate the barrier he had woven with his domain, the terrifying energy contained within it still left him in a sorry state.
The massive shockwaves, like heavy hammer blows, repeatedly pounded against his domain, causing his blood and qi to surge! Even the newly formed and unstable divine core within his sea of consciousness teetered precariously, like a loose nut…
"Damn it—!"
Cassius let out a muffled groan as his body was blasted around in mid-air, leaving him no time to gather the power for a counterattack.
Just as he was trying to regain his footing and counterattack, the seventh beam of light struck him precisely on the head. The immense pressure instantly slammed him down from mid-air, his knees crashing heavily into the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Then came the seventh and eighth shots—
This newly born god of usurpation is like a wooden stake driven into the earth, being hammered down from the sky again and again!
Gone was the effortless elegance he once possessed; Cassius was forced to kneel on one knee.
His hands gripped the crimson barrier above his head so tightly that he didn't even have a chance to raise his head and speak; he could only let out a low growl of extreme frustration.
And behind him.
Eddie, who had narrowly escaped death, was huddled in Cassius's shadow, his hands covering his head in fear.
This prized student of the sage Ormon Sigode stared blankly at the new god who had been blasted into submission, his face filled with incomprehension.
"This is impossible... This doesn't conform to the law of conservation of magical energy at all! Such a high density of energy release, yet it didn't trigger a magical overload..."
This completely overturned his understanding!
In fact, the law of conservation of magical energy is also one of the research findings of the scientific school. However, any true scholar from the scientific school standing here would tell him that the theorem is not used in that way at all.
While high-density energy release can cause magic overload in magical devices, the problem can be solved by simply engraving the runes that might induce overload onto the disposable projectiles.
While the Great Tomb may not be as advanced as the Academy in its research on high-end magic, it is far ahead in the production line of Netherworld rune artifacts.
"Shut up!"
Cassius, who had been suppressed and unable to move, finally couldn't hold back any longer and let out a roar through his teeth, interrupting the incessant chatter behind him.
He didn't know what kind of monster the cannon carried on the airship was, but he realized that passively taking hits like this was definitely not a solution.
Although his "usurpation" domain is extremely powerful and covers a wide area, the sky above a thousand meters is not under his control!
That was a region that humans had not yet conquered, and naturally, it was a forbidden zone that the gods of the earth could not reach.
The gods cannot reach into places where no one has been.
"Roar--!"
Cassius suddenly unleashed a blinding burst of blood-red light, forcefully standing up despite the bombardment of the beam of light.
He tilted his head back, his face, hidden beneath the visor, contorted with extreme rage.
"Damn rats! All you cowards do is hide in the sky?!"
His roar sounded particularly shrill amidst the roar of cannons, yet it made Thanos, who was watching from the edge of the battlefield, twitch the corner of his mouth.
If the airship isn't flying in the sky, are we supposed to lie on the ground and fight him?
Has this guy been beaten senseless...?
Being constantly on the defensive and being attacked made Cassius feel extremely humiliated.
Seeing that the airship still showed no signs of ceasing fire, he finally gritted his teeth and made up his mind that he could not delay any longer!
"You...you swarm of insects! You're courting death!"
With a roar powerful enough to shatter city walls, Cassius bent his knees slightly, and the ground beneath his feet instantly cracked into a spiderweb pattern.
Then, he transformed into a crimson meteor, taking advantage of the gap in the airship's firing to leap into the air and head straight for the airship!
He wants to tear this thing apart with his own hands!
Kill everyone on that ship in the most brutal way possible!
Inside the airship's cockpit, Vivian looked at her brother in alarm, about to ask for help, when suddenly her vision blurred.
Luo Yan, who had been standing by the window, had disappeared, and the next second he was standing in front of the airship.
Shinette, who was staring intently at Councilor Luo Yan's back, widened her eyes but couldn't see his movements clearly, as if a frame had been missed.
He seemed to simply lift his foot slightly and then went outside.
Is this... the power of the warp?!
But it doesn't quite look like it!
She simply couldn't understand how this unfathomable senator had managed to do it!
Luo Yan certainly wouldn't explain to them what good things he had obtained from the 440th Void Realm, which was a cosmic treasure that even the Claw of Eternal Hunger coveted.
The biting wind whipped at the hem of his clothes, making a rustling sound against the scarlet sky.
He didn't use any fancy magic or create any so-called domain; he simply strolled leisurely and blocked Cassius's path.
As he watched the rapidly enlarging red dot, a triumphant smile crept onto his lips.
The bombardment from the magic crystal cannon was not enough to kill a true god, but it was enough to force him out of the tortoise shell known as the domain.
Clearly, Cassius is not a true demigod; his strength is probably only on par with Marius.
It might even be lower.
This domain that covers the entire city of Roland is not a true domain; it needs to rely on the altar to exist, and obviously cannot fly into the sky with him.
Since that's the case—
All we need to do is let this guy, with his overconfidence in his own strength, leave the ground.
In his eyes, there was no one in the world who could rival him, and he himself, who only dared to "coop up" in the airship, was even less likely to be one.
"Demon Lord, what if his domain could move along with him?"
Hearing the gentle voice coming from beside him, Luo Yan calmly replied in his mind.
"Then it'll be a matter of each person relying on their own abilities."
While the power in this field is indeed sinister, he is not without the ability to put it to the test.
Anyway, there's a Myriad Butterfly left in the airship. If all else fails, we can just fly back and take Vivian away.
Inside the cockpit.
Vivian pressed her hands against the glass window, her nose squeezed out of shape. She stared at the figure blocking the airship's path, her crimson eyes gleaming.
As expected of my elder brother—
He's so handsome!
She'll use that pose to show off next time!
Unlike Vivian, who was infatuated with a girl, this mortal who suddenly appeared in front of Cassius was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!
"Get out of my way, you ants!" he roared arrogantly, conjuring a massive black sword in his hand and slashing forward fiercely.
The sweeping slash, carrying immense death energy, swept forward with the force of thunder, attempting to sever the person along with the air behind them!
Silently watching the black greatsword slash towards him, Luo Yan neither dodged nor evaded, but simply slowly raised his right hand.
A jet-black flame silently ignited from his palm.
That ball of black flame that swallowed up the light along with it was the artifact he had given the "Seed of Myth"!
In a sense, it is also a field!
You don't look like you've woken up yet.
Hearing the chirping of insects blowing in his face, Luo Yan chuckled, and the black flames in his hand instantly expanded, meeting the black giant sword that was wrapped in an aura of world destruction.
"boom--!"
The two enormous forces collided, and the violent airflow spread out, even tilting the airship suspended in the sky!
However, a strange scene happened.
The raging airflow was as if it had been seized by an invisible hand and was forcibly torn back to the center of the explosion!
To be precise, it was drawn back by that burning black flame!
It devours everything, not even light, so naturally it won't let go of the surging "black divine power".
Cassius's expression gradually changed.
One second he felt he had the upper hand, the greatsword closing in a few steps. But the next second he realized that it wasn't him closing in, but rather that he and the sword were being pulled in together!
Immediately afterwards, he heard a chilling gnawing sound—as if some higher law was devouring his divinity!
"Bah-"
A spiderweb-like crack crawled up the black greatsword and rose along the spine, quickly reaching his wrist.
Cassius's expression finally changed from apprehension to fear.
His divine power, which he was so proud of, melted away as quickly as a drop of water poured into a hot pot in front of that small cluster of black flames!
What domineering power!
In the brief moment he was stunned, the black flames had already penetrated his armor and "grabbed" his arm!
"What did you do?!"
Cassius let out a terrified scream; the searing pain instantly snapped him back to reality, and he struggled with all his might.
However, no matter how hard he tried to escape, he could not escape from the black flames that were tearing everything apart.
He was soon horrified to discover that the space around him had been sealed off by the black flames, and the writhing pillars of fire, like tentacles, had cut off all his escape routes!
"Damn it—get in here!"
In despair, he roared and tried to unleash the divine power of the god of usurpation to pull his formidable enemy into the blood-red castle in his sea of consciousness.
That's his home turf!
If he can get this guy in, he will plunge the giant sword in his hand into his heart, just like he killed his former self!
however--
It was all in vain.
The moment he conceived the idea, the world before him did indeed change, but it was completely different from what he had imagined.
His eyes did not see the blood-red wasteland, nor the scarlet castle; instead, they saw a burning void of darkness!
And at the end of that darkness, a black sun, radiating infinite gravitational pull, was burning!
That was really bizarre.
He had never seen such a terrifying sun, like the eye of a demon from hell, from which even pure white light could not escape.
Under the illumination of that black sun, his pitiful divine power was as insignificant as the light of a firefly.
Cassius trembled as he raised his head, feeling the oppressive aura emanating from the depths of his soul, his lips quivering as he muttered to himself.
"You...you also have divinity?!"
He finally realized this belatedly.
Moreover, he also discovered...
The source of this guy's divine power is also different from his. That power did not come from usurpation or forgery, but was truly born from the thoughts in everyone's hearts!
Looking at Cassius, whose eyes were filled with fear, Luo Yan, standing under the black sun, simply smiled faintly without trying to hide it.
A moderate amount of showing off can help with the absorption of spiritual energy.
He's going to die anyway.
"You guessed right."
Unfortunately, there were no prizes.
As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Yan closed his five slightly open fingers.
The black flames that filled the sky instantly surged, transforming into a gigantic black hand that blotted out the sun, gripping Cassius tightly in its palm as he tried to escape.
Then--
Grip it tight!
"No—! I beg you to spare me! I can serve you—" Cassius screamed, struggling in vain, trying to escape the judgment of the black sun.
Looking at the pitiful insect, Luo Yan spoke in a detached voice.
"No need, you can go now."
The Demon King likes to collect dogs.
But it doesn't accept everything.
Amidst the piercing wails, the black flames mercilessly seeped into every crevice of Cassius's armor, burning his newly formed, still-developing divine essence, along with his complex and greedy soul, into the purest nothingness.
Not even ashes remained.
A few seconds later, a bronze pocket watch fell from the sky and crashed heavily onto the square of the Royal Prison, shattering into pieces.
Clang—
That was the last trace of the "death knell" left in the world.
The "new god" who was just moments ago so arrogant and looked down on the mortal world has fallen under the true divine power... He didn't even last three minutes.
With the demise of Cassius, a vast and pure spiritual energy surged into Luo Yan's body.
Just like when Marius was killed.
One part of it came from the gifts given to the souls that were devoured by Cassius after they were freed, while the other part came from Cassius himself.
In Luo Yan's sea of consciousness, which resembled a starry sky, a row of pale blue floating windows appeared in front of him, and he glanced at them briefly.
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ID: Luo Yan
Race: human
Soul Level: Grandmaster
Level: LV.162 (+3)
Constitution: 309 (+5)
Strength: 257 (+5)
Agility: 265 (+5)
Intelligence: 2189 (+60)
Spirit: 2424 (+75)
His intelligence and mental attributes experienced another surge, bringing him one step closer to the legendary threshold of "demigod".
The only thing that Luo Yan regretted was that he only leveled up three times this time.
Since he entered the Grandmaster realm, advancing one level has become increasingly difficult; each level feels like climbing a mountain...
Emmm...isn't this a bit like Versailles?
After confirming the gains, Luo Yan's consciousness left his sea of consciousness.
Not far behind him in the cockpit, Vivian was clinging to the glass window like a little spider, almost squeezing her whole body out of the glass.
"Don't stop me! Sherry! Now is the perfect opportunity! Kukuku! Surely my brother won't just watch our dear Vivian get smashed to a pulp!"
"Your Highness! Please calm down!"
Sweating profusely, Sherry clung to Vivian's arm, partly because of her young mistress's words and partly because of her lingering sense of shame.
By Bayeris—
What kind of curse did Councilor Luo Yan cast on the heir of the Colin family that made Miss Vivian turn out like this?
What she didn't know was that, under the Demon King's personal tutelage, Vivian had already become much more restrained.
It was even more outrageous before.
A commotion broke out in the cockpit.
Fortunately, those standing there were all Princess Vivian's direct subordinates. They were all in the same boat, sharing both glory and ruin, so there was no need to worry about anyone spreading rumors.
Luo Yan, who was suspended in the air, did not return to the airship, but remained suspended in mid-air, letting the air currents sway the hem of his clothes.
The crimson hue in the sky had not dissipated.
Clearly, the sacrifice was not over.
Luo Yan didn't look down at the demoralized magicians of the Academy below, nor did he pay attention to the players and revolutionaries who were cheering their victory.
Having just seized the royal prison, they needed time to vent their excitement.
His gaze pierced through the smoke of the battlefield, past layers of houses, and finally settled on the royal palace in the very center of the upper city.
There, a pair of equally powerful eyes were watching him from afar.
Without flinching, Luo Yan met the boiling fighting spirit head-on, a meaningful smile curving his lips.
I see--
The real sacrifice was the king.
"It seems the real 'altar' is in that place."
(End of this chapter)