Chapter 595
They've been mine for a long time
Chapter 595 They've been mine for a long time
Just as Omon fled in panic, the domain known as the Crimson Purgatory finally collapsed completely, and the blood-red curtain that had devoured the sky fell at the same time.
The swirling snowflakes, now a pale gray, fell silently onto the ravaged square of the Royal Prison.
The ground looked as if it had been violently turned over by some kind of giant plow, with dark brown soil swirling and mixed with blood that had not yet congealed.
The two once majestic towers have collapsed, broken stone pillars are stuck in the ruins, and the flag of the National Assembly is planted on one of those broken stone pillars.
In the center of the ruins lay the disintegrating remains of a rock giant, just like the dying kingdom.
The area outside the rotting corpse was now crowded with people.
Among them were revolutionaries and players who participated in the uprising, prisoners who survived the ordeal, and citizens who finally dared to open their windows and peek out at the street.
At this moment, everyone was overjoyed that the decaying giant had finally died, and they threw their hats into the air to cheer for victory.
Long live the National Assembly!
Long live the Charter!
Some people were chanting Marshal Fayet's name, while others were chanting the names of their respective supporters... These people were all participants in the "Quarry Declaration," founders of the National Assembly, and perhaps future fathers of the First Republic of Leyne.
In any case, the number of people cheering for Saint Sis seems to have decreased, or even disappeared.
Perhaps because the angels never appeared in the sky above Roland, the locals completely abandoned their last shred of hope for the St. Clement's Cathedral.
It's hard to say whether this is a good thing or a bad thing, but at least this moment of victory is glorious, and this glory belongs to everyone.
This is unlike most heroic epics of the Second Age, as for the first time in history books many names that were not particularly illustrious.
The knight and the king make their first appearance as the antagonists in the story.
As for the upright—
Of course, it's all the winners.
In the center of the ruins of the royal prison, Luo Yan stood in the wind and snow, letting his slightly curly dark purple hair be ruffled by the wind, quietly feeling the surging power within his body.
It was an unprecedented feeling of fullness, as if even the deepest part of my soul was filled with that incomparably pure spiritual essence!
The experience bar is the same.
With Hagmer's "surrender" and the fall of "Death Knell" Cassius, his experience bar was filled eight times in a row before finally stopping, seemingly wanting more.
Luo Yan closed his eyes and entered his sea of consciousness to check his attribute panel.
——Property Panel——
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ID: Luo Yan
Race: human
Soul Level: Grandmaster
Level: LV.170 (+8)
Constitution: 322 (+13)
Strength: 270 (+13)
Agility: 279 (+14)
Intelligence: 2349 (+160)
Spirit: 2624 (+200)
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——Divinity Panel——
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Godhead: Luo Yan
Legendary Factors: The Demon King of Thunder County, the Flame King south of the Ten Thousand Ren Mountains, the generous, wealthy, and benevolent Prince Colin, a commoner councilor born in the Demon God Temple, the founder of science, the divine child of the Twilight Province, the one who spreads divine pronouncements, the drafter of the Sacred Covenant, the initiator of the New Era...
Influence share: 15.3% (↑3.1%)
Overdraft limit: 0%
Domination efficiency: 100%
Seed of Myth (Demigod): 1
Seed of Legends (Grandmaster): 1
……
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LV.170.
Grandmaster level peak!
Just one more step forward, and you'll be in the realm of demigods, a realm that mortals can only look up to, the rulers of the rules, the true gods of the earth!
However, Luo Yan was not too upset, because long before he reached the peak of the Grandmaster level, he had already comprehended the essence of the domain and mastered a power that was like that of a god.
The increase in rank was merely icing on the cake for him.
In contrast, what concerned him more was the change in divinity—and this number lived up to his expectations, increasing to 15%!
Without a doubt, this is a rather astonishing number.
This also means that on this planet called Os, 1.5 out of every 10 intelligent beings have subconsciously contributed their faith to him!
Even if they didn't know that it was "Luo Yan", "Colin", or the "Flame King" who was reborn from the ashes.
Whether it's love, fear, or even hatred that runs deep in your bones, as long as the emotion is strong enough, the shape of the soul will bend towards the divine.
And the "people" here are, of course, in a broad sense.
After all, on the continent of Os, the souls of different creatures take on all sorts of shapes, and the energy that different souls can provide varies qualitatively depending on the prosperity of the civilization they create.
It was difficult to compile specific figures, but that didn't dampen Luo Yan's spirits.
In particular, he made a new discovery.
"I never imagined that it wasn't just the living who could contribute faith; even souls that didn't return to the sea of consciousness after death and weren't intercepted by chaos could contribute faith..."
No wonder the evil spirits in the void are not only interested in the "Seed of Creation," but also eyeing the "little bees" in the hive.
Objectively speaking, they will consume the resources of the hive, but at the same time they will help the hive grow and even help Chaos expand its territory.
Just as Luo Yan was pondering, a deep and humble voice suddenly broke the silence in the wind and snow.
"Lord Demon King."
As the words fell, the shadows beneath the broken walls distorted slightly, and a tall, eerie figure knelt down on one knee behind Luo Yan.
The visitor was Thanos.
His attire remained as elegant as ever, and he didn't look like he had just experienced a tense and fierce battle at all; rather, he looked like a gentleman who had just attended a ball.
A neat black bowler hat covered his messy hair, but it couldn't hide his crimson eyes filled with fanaticism.
Hell is ruled by the strong.
After witnessing the Demon Lord's unfathomable power, Thanos was once again utterly shocked, this time even his soul took on the Demon Lord's shape.
Behind him, two beautiful figures also landed.
"grown ups!"
"His Majesty!"
Helen Moonblade put away her staff, her long, pale purple hair covered in snowflakes, her chest rising and falling slightly, clearly indicating that she had just expended a considerable amount of magic power.
Beside her, the petite Sherry Moonblade carried the enormous longbow on her back. Although her face showed signs of fatigue, her green eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.
"Get up, everyone."
Luo Yan turned around, his gaze sweeping over his three capable subordinates, a satisfied smile curving his lips.
Then, he continued in a confident tone.
“You have done well. When we return to the Great Cemetery, I will give you the reward you deserve.”
Hearing this praise, Helen's cheeks flushed, and she lowered her head in shame, whispering, "Your Majesty, you flatter me. I failed to breach the prison's defenses, and you had to personally intervene. Such praise is truly undeserved..."
“Raise your heads, Ms. Helen Moonblade. We are the victors. It is our enemies who should be crestfallen.”
Looking at Helen, who was looking flustered and raising her head, Luo Yan smiled faintly and continued speaking in a gentle tone.
"Furthermore, I did not ask you to lead your men to break through the Royal Prison's defenses; that was someone else's task. Your mission was to support the rebels' offensive, nothing more. Undoubtedly, you performed this task exceptionally well, even exceeding my expectations."
Helen stopped speaking, only giving the Demon King a grateful look before silently keeping her gratitude to herself.
Luo Yan then turned his gaze to Shirley, who had a hopeful expression on her face.
The clever little girl had obviously guessed what the Demon King was going to say, but she pretended not to know and kept her head down.
As expected, the Demon King smiled and continued in a gentle yet authoritative voice.
"And you, Lady Sherry Moonblade, your performance was also outstanding. If it weren't for the pressure your archer units created on the flanks, those slippery gravediggers wouldn't have exposed themselves so easily. That volley of arrows blocked all their escape routes, creating the perfect opportunity for the next attack."
Upon hearing those words, her pointed ears twitched, and Shirley chuckled, scratching her cheek somewhat embarrassedly.
"Thank you for your praise, Lord Demon King! Sherry and my sister will definitely continue to work hard!"
"Yes, I look forward to your future performance."
Luo Yan nodded, then looked at Thanos.
"And you, Thanos, you completed the most important part of the entire game... I am very satisfied with your performance."
"It is my honor to serve you, Lord Demon King," Thanos said, bowing his head deeply and burying his excitement and joy in his heart.
Seeing the Shadow Demon General's obvious delight, Luo Yan continued speaking, affirming his contribution in a dignified voice.
"...Before the flames of the uprising officially ignited, you eliminated the core force of the gravediggers, rendering them blind at the crucial moment. More importantly, you preserved the members of the National Assembly, who will become a key pawn in our hands."
The stonemasons, scholars, clergymen sympathetic to the New Testament and the common people, and minor nobles excluded from the core of power were the main participants in the "Citrus Declaration" and also the founders of the National Assembly.
Although they still lag far behind the emerging urban class of Thunder City, and even their radical ideas still have feudal undertones, they are the only ones who can be used at this critical juncture when everything is in disarray.
At least, with these condensation nuclei present, the losses from this catastrophe can be minimized, preventing the flames from continuing to burn uncontrollably and ultimately destroying all the spiritual wealth of the entire civilization, thus creating a new chaos in a competition of who has the most ruthless behavior.
Just like what happened in the Twilight Province.
"Whatever your will is, I will carry it out without hesitation." Thanos placed his right hand on his chest and bowed respectfully.
The arrogance of the past was no longer visible on that humble face; all that remained was respect and humility.
He felt nothing but admiration for the Demon King, who could even defeat a demigod-level expert.
Luo Yan nodded to him, and then spoke.
"Alright, no need for formalities. If you have anything to report to me, say it now. I'll be heading back to the airship in a bit."
Helen spoke first, stepping forward to say something.
"My Lord Demon King, I have something to report to you."
Luo Yan: "Speak."
Without beating around the bush, Helen said immediately.
“When we stormed the royal prison, we captured a group of prisoners, including the ‘gravekeeper’ and some magicians from the Academy…”
She paused, carefully considering her words for a moment.
"What should be done with these people?"
Luo Yan thought for a moment, then spoke.
"The locals can handle those tomb keepers; how they deal with them is their own business. As for the magicians from the Academy, bring them back to the Great Tomb for interrogation. I need to know everything about the Roland City rituals, as well as information about the magician behind them."
Upon hearing the Demon King's reply, a look of understanding flashed in Helen's eyes, and she nodded slightly.
"Yes, I understand."
Luo Yan nodded and handed over the interrogation work to the Gray Wind Tribe.
He believed Helen could handle it.
Although torturing prisoners is not a specialty of the night elves, the mages of the Academy are not exactly honest and kind people either.
As a prince who had once been a professor at the Academy, Luo Yan knew his former "students" all too well. These people were neither tough nor soft-hearted; in fact, they were practically spineless. Only the magic apprentices who hadn't yet been thoroughly "marinated" were slightly better.
However, this is not their fault; it's just that the entire academic community's resources are concentrated on the Great Sage alone. In this respect, the secular kingdoms are not so extreme.
After Helen stepped back, Thanos stepped forward again to offer his advice.
"My lord! There's something I want to say, but I'm not sure if I should."
Luo Yan looked at him and said.
"Since you've already spoken, then finish what you have to say."
"Please forgive my ignorance, but Roland City is now leaderless. Not only was their king beheaded by his own people, but their only demigod has also fallen to your magic wand..."
With flames of ambition burning in his crimson pupils, Thanos stared intently at his emperor, his voice rising in intensity.
"No one in the entire Kingdom of Ryan can stop your conquest. Why don't we press our advantage and raise the flag of the Great Cemetery atop the spire of the Saint Laurent Cathedral? Please consider it, Your Majesty, there is no more opportune moment!"
Thanos's idea was simple.
For a thousand years, no demon king from hell has ever been heard of conquering the main city of the human world, let alone a land of knights like the Kingdom of Ryan.
If His Majesty can accomplish this unparalleled feat, Councilor Luo Yan's prestige in Shanghai will surely reach an unprecedented height!
By then—
It's not impossible to ascend to the top and become the new Demon God!
Luo Yan could see Thanos's ambition. This traitor's rebellious nature had not disappeared; it had simply shifted to targeting the demon god Bayeri.
It's not surprising that he thinks that way.
If a few years ago, when facing high-ranking demons in the city, Thanos might have harbored a slight psychological disadvantage due to his status as a "country demon," now he probably only feels disappointment.
This disappointment is similar to the disappointment of the citizens of Thunder City towards the Holy City.
When the Holy Grail fell to the ground, what flowed out was not wine, but bright red blood.
And it's their blood!
Anyone would think that so-called prestigious families are nothing more than this.
That's what Thanos thought.
If I had known that these high-ranking demons were all just like Reggie Dragon, I would have preferred to give the position of Demon God to my own Majesty!
This psychological imbalance became even more intense after Thanos reached the Diamond level.
After all, the former Demon King Reggie Dragon was only a Diamond-level being. Under Luo Yan's leadership, Thanos's strength is now comparable to that of the former Demon King!
As for why Luo Yan knew this guy's thoughts so well, it was because he had studied history the most when he was at the Demon King Academy.
Five hundred years ago, Bayeli's subordinates thought the same thing—these insects fight amongst themselves all day long, why not let Lord Bayeli become the demon god!
There's nothing wrong with thinking that way.
But the scope is still too narrow.
Luo Yan is now extremely arrogant, and he doesn't even take Chaos seriously.
His ambitions are not limited to the small title of Demon God, and his vision is naturally not limited to the Demon City and the Holy City.
The Demon King's chessboard is in a higher place.
Looking at Thanos, whose face was full of expectation, Luo Yan smiled faintly and left only a meaningful reply.
"No need for that trouble, they've been mine for a long time."
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(It was too noisy during the Chinese New Year, so today's post was too short. I didn't finish the second half, so I'll have to continue writing tomorrow...)
(End of this chapter)