"'Longtu' Basra, has the Moon Goddess gone mad? Why would she release this mad dog? "
The arrival of the powerful Valkyrie under the Moon Goddess isn't a secret. After all, the difference between a Valkyrie and a mortal is obvious. Not to mention, that one doesn't seem to have any intention of hiding her identity at all. She spends her days in the city, living a normal life and appearing in public is astonishingly high.
In the legends of the Order Gods, the Valkyrie are all incredible heroes in history. At the end of their lifespan, they were recognized by the True Gods and signed a Soul Contract to fight for the True Gods, becoming the glorious and undying warriors under the True Gods.
Of course, this is the positive side of things. But if I were to say it, the Valkyrie only look glamorous on the surface. Throw away those boring hymns, and in reality, they are just another type of Undead in the Order Faction. Furthermore, they are unlucky fellows who accidentally signed a contract to sell themselves for life. They don't even have the freedom of a private life or annual leave.
The most obvious point is that even though they have physical bodies and desires, they are unable to leave behind descendants. This is determined by the nature of their souls, which have already entered the cycle of reincarnation. No matter how they replace their physical bodies, it is the same. If it is just to restore their physical bodies and desires, my Undead Modification Technique is able to do it too.
On the other hand, the reincarnated God Envoys and Angels are able to leave behind descendants because they have already completed the cycle of reincarnation and become a living being once again. Un, in reality, if an Angel were to be transformed from a human, it is quite similar to the reincarnation of a Demon from the Lower Plane.
Furthermore, just like the Undead, the Undead, whose name is even nicer, the Valkyrie are also extremely obsessed. They are indeed great heroes in history, but great heroes don't mean that they are saints who have no desires. Even after becoming Valkyrie, they still maintain a high level of obsession with their hobbies and the past when they were alive.
Basra's past experiences can be summed up with just a single word from his nickname, 'Longtu'.
He was a nobleman born as a wood elf. Back then, the elven dynasty was still in its heyday. He should have had a happy childhood, but he didn't have many good days.
In the era where he lived, the Dragon race wasn't as rare as it is now. Just like in most fairy tales, he once had a blissful family. However, when a Green Dragon passed by his house, it casually spat out a mouthful of Dragon Breath. Un, it's the same as how some uncivilized fellows spit out casually. However, if humans aren't civilized, they might only be met with an auntie with a red armband. The result of a Dragon's uncivilized breath is that other than Bastlar who managed to escape from the calamity, everyone else was wiped out.
Alright, the rest of the story was not worth mentioning. Under the wheel of history, the orphan youth slowly grew up and finally set foot on the peak of the world. However, even after he became famous, he still could not find the green dragon that killed his parents.
"Since I can't find it, I'll just kill all the evil dragons. This is not only for revenge, but also to prevent tragedies like mine from happening again."
This was undoubtedly the arrogant words of a paranoid person. However, when the person who said this was a super strong person who had the ability to do it, the tragedy of the dragons came.
He hated Dragons to the core, and his hunting range was not limited to green dragons. In his eyes, these behemoths were always a threat. Only a dead dragon was a good dragon. That was why he was unscrupulous and didn't care whether they were good or evil. He didn't even spare young dragons and dragon eggs. As long as they were related to a real dragon, they deserved to die.
The revenge of the Dragons caused him to lose his wife, children, and friends. This caused him to be lonely once again, and he became a world-famous professional Dragonslayer.
As a perfect paranoid and Dragonslayer hero, all of his abilities were prepared for the dragons. Dragonslayer guns and Dragonslayer swords were all equipped. There were records that he had killed at least four dragons, and there was no lack of demigod-level super dragons. When he aroused the wrath of the Dragons and was surrounded and beaten to death, he also successfully dragged a three-digit number of dragons down with him.
"Be obedient, baby. If you continue to make a fuss, 'Longtu' Basra will come."
These words became the trump card that dragon mothers used to scare their baby dragons. Through the knowledge passed down through their bloodlines, the young dragons knew that this code name represented countless dragon lives, and they were filled with fear of this name since they were young.
Even the fearless Little Red had fallen asleep to childhood stories. When the name Basra was mentioned, she would definitely be filled with hesitation and unease.
In fact, just because the Moon Goddess Patricia, who was also the Goddess of the Hunt and the Guardian Goddess of the Lost, had taken in Basra's Valkyrie, she became the enemy of the Dragons. Her relationship with the Dragon God was extremely bad, and two Divine Wars had broken out between them.
In terms of ability, it was absolutely no problem to send Basra down to the mortal world. Even if the body of Valkyrie could only barely reach the level of a demigod, he still had the combat power to rival the Nine-headed Dragon Emperor. At the very least, this Valkyrie had descended to the mortal world three times before, and had slaughtered three super dragons, and then killed hundreds of adult dragons along the way. In the eyes of the world, as long as it was a dragon, there was no dragon that he could not kill.
"As an outstanding hunter, before hunting a large prey, the first thing to do is to observe its habits, weaknesses, and personality. These days, Basra seemed to be strolling around, but in reality, he was observing his opponent's weaknesses. It's just that he doesn't make a move, but when he does, he will definitely kill without mercy. "
This was the evaluation of the veteran hunter, Lomons. Basra, who pursued hunting dragons for his entire life, was undoubtedly an idol in the eyes of ace hunters like Lomons. These days, this fugitive (escaped from prison) was willing to hide from the guards and guards, just to put on a hood and look at his idol from afar.
And this kind of peeping naturally couldn't escape the sensitive senses of Basra. What was surprising was that the rumored bloodthirsty Longtu was actually very easy to get along with, and even took the initiative to chat with Lomons.
When Lomons asked his idol for some hunting techniques, he even gave him some pointers. When Lomons asked for the reason, he replied like this:
"Heh, I can feel the cries of the beasts in your hands before they die. We are the same, so why would I be stingy? It's a pity that you aren't an Elven Ranger, nor do you know how to use a bow. Otherwise, I could teach you a few tricks of the Dragonslayer. The younger generation nowadays is too weak, and there are far too few who actively challenge strong prey like you. Those cockroach-like lizards that lay eggs everywhere are about to go extinct. "
Saying that the Dragonslayer was like a periodic extinction, this casual tone made Lomons deeply feel the strength of this Valkyrie and the bone-piercing hatred he had for Dragons.
This wasn't the only time the Gentlemen met with Basra.
"It's a pity, I missed half of it …"
That Dragonslayer who suddenly appeared as if he was just passing by, casually glanced at him and sighed, almost scaring Beifeng to death.
The pitiful Dracon Hunter was just strolling around the alleyway as if he was taking a "daily stroll" when he was stopped by the Valkyrie who smelled the scent of dragons. If it wasn't for the fact that most Gods and mortals viewed Draconians as a type of demi-humans and not descendants of dragons, Beifeng might have died on the spot.
"What a pity." This was what I casually said after I learned about this. But the moment I said this, I noticed that everyone around me was nodding in agreement …
"But the Nine-headed Dragon Emperor Hydra is a God's pet. Patricia had Longtu come down, who won't show any mercy at all. Does she intend to directly start a war with Lady Storm?"
Indeed, there was no need to doubt his abilities. However, I had the same conclusion as Dasos and the others. Basra definitely wouldn't show any mercy. That was the main problem.
"As long as he attacks, no matter if he wins or loses, the war will immediately escalate. We need to hurry."
…
For me, every battle and the time after a battle was precious. Actual combat was the most direct and truest way to test one's abilities. No matter how beautiful or powerful one's natural talent or combat techniques were, it would always make one feel uneasy if they weren't tested in actual combat.
As for me, I was used to summarizing my gains and losses after a battle. I would also write down everything I learned and learned in my journal. Of course, the most important thing was to discover and make up for my weaknesses.
Although this battle didn't last long, my opponent wasn't weak. After all, he was a Saint-rank undead mage. If I wasn't careful, it was indeed possible that I would die at his hands … Fine, I admit that I was wrong. The more I understood my junior lich, the more I felt that it was impossible for me to lose to him. Even if I didn't succeed in defeating him, it would most likely be a protracted battle. In the end, it would still be us, who were the weaker ones, who obtained victory.
Was it contradictory that the weaker one would definitely win? Actually, it wasn't contradictory at all. Kalošín's extreme lack of combat experience was only a part of the reason. His rotten and twisted soul was the main reason why it was impossible for him to win.
"A real world? This Soul World sounds quite nice. What effects does it have? "
As an undead mage who specialized in instant death magic, Kalošín's Soul Imprint increased the effects of instant death. There was nothing special about it. However, I heard that he had a Soul World. Not only that, it was a rare item that didn't simply increase one's stats, which astonished me greatly.
The Soul World of most Saint-rank mages was only a simple modification of the surrounding environment to make it the most suitable environment for them to use their combat strength. For example, fire mages could transform the surrounding environment into a fire elemental plane. Although this would greatly increase the power of fire magic, it would consume a lot of energy in practical use, which would result in a low cost-performance ratio.
Normal Soul Worlds were often used for large-scale battles or for several mages of the same element to fight together. The stacking of stats would allow one to turn a ring of ice into a blizzard, which would be quite frightening.
On the other hand, unconventional Soul Worlds were the embodiment of one's personal experience and soul. Although there were thousands of differences in power, being able to modify the world with one's own will was enough to prove that one's willpower and determination were extraordinary. Furthermore, such Soul Worlds were often difficult to deal with and defend against. Having a special Soul World was basically the privilege and status symbol of the strongest.
I heard that Kalošín actually had a Soul World named "A Real World". While I was curious about it, I also raised my evaluation of this junior of mine, which had already reached rock bottom.
"I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable. Does that Soul World have any effects? Why didn't you use it back then? "
"Hehe, it's not that good. It's just a little bit of my personal obsession. It's like this …"
After listening to Kalošín's explanation, I directly lowered my evaluation of his Soul World. This time, it wasn't a rock bottom evaluation, but a basement evaluation. After listening to his introduction, Heloise emphasized to Kalošín that he mustn't say that he was his master.
The reason? This Soul World really made me speechless.
"Changing the gender of everyone within a certain range? What's the point of that? Can't you do something more serious? For example, seriously planning a coup d 'état and an Undead Calamity. If you were slightly more normal, you would have long overthrown your older brother! "
"But this is the deepest desire in the depths of my heart. And isn't a Soul World a representation of the desire and desire in the depths of my heart?"
Alright, although Kalošín's expression was sullen and his tone lacked confidence, his understanding of a Soul World wasn't wrong. The next moment, as if recalling something, Kalošín's voice became delighted.
"Moreover, I've used this Imagined World twice, and I've successfully taken down extremely difficult opponents. One of them was even a Myth-rank expert! "
Hearing this, I was a little speechless. Indeed, not every man would be able to remain calm when he suddenly realized that he had two extra pieces of meat on his chest and that his little brother had disappeared without a trace. Being distracted in a tense battle was equivalent to seeking death. However, for a powerful expert to die because he was distracted looking at his crotch, it was too embarrassing.
Thinking about what would have happened if he had suddenly activated this Soul World during the battle, I couldn't help but shiver.
"Definitely, definitely don't use this Soul World! Right, also, don't tell anyone about this Soul World, especially Kolos. "
I didn't dare to imagine what would happen if Kolos were to know about this Soul World.
"That female Elf Druil? Is she of the same species as me? That's great, I have long wanted to find someone to interact with, I … Alright, Lord, don't stare at me, I will do as you say. "
However, some things couldn't be avoided. What would come would come. The meeting between Kalošín and the Gentlemen still came. Furthermore, the moment they met, sparks flew.
"You still like adult men because you have yet to meet a shota that you truly love. Age? That has never been a problem! "A certain Gray Elf said.
"You still like females because you have yet to meet a man that you truly love. Gender? That has never been a problem! "A certain Lich said.
"You still like humans because you have yet to meet a life that you truly love. Species? That has never been a problem. "This … this person that everyone knew.
The three of them shook hands and an indescribable resonance formed between the three of them, forming a friendship exclusive to Gentlemen. Knowing each other and understanding each other, the friendship between Gentlemen came so quickly.
"Comrades."
"Brothers!"
"Sisters!"
The Gray Elves and Lich looked at each other. While appreciating each other, they both bowed to the third person at the same time.
"Big Brother Beifeng!", "Boss Dracon!"
Yes, if there were levels to Gentlemen, then Beifeng's Demeanor as the unit of measurement of Gentlemen shows his status as the leader of the Gentlemen.
"We are all people who disregard illusions and face and wholeheartedly pursue the 'true love'. There's no need to be so polite. I am not alone. From now on, let us call each other brother and sister. Even if the world can't understand our pursuit of true love, at least we can understand each other. Little brother, little sister, what do you say? "
"Alright! I am 67 this year, so I will send Second Sister. "
"I may be 235, but I am still the Third Sister."
Alright, I won't comment on why there are two younger sisters. Also, I won't comment on how Momo, who is the oldest, is the Third Sister. Obviously, their arrangement of becoming sworn brothers isn't based on age but based on Gentlemen's Level.
When the three pairs of hands shook hands, when a certain Dracon became the leader of the three siblings, when the three siblings of true love were born, the eyes of the others in the room were blinded.
"I can't take it anymore! My Khorium Ore Dog Eyes! "
Some people covered their eyes and rolled on the floor.
"Don't stop me, let me kill her! The glory of Sulfur City's Town Security cannot be lost in her hands. The one who caught perverts turned into a pervert, the one who found a mummy turned into a mummy. This is too embarrassing. "
Some people drew their swords in anger.
"I can't take it anymore."
"Big brother, I will work hard. One day, I will also find my true love!"
Some people were moved by the sworn brothers in front of them and their blood surged.
"If true love is an inanimate object, will it work too …"
Some people didn't join in due to their pride, but upon seeing this scene, they were tempted …
"Stop, I have had enough of these darned Gentlemen. If you dare to mix with them and allow the 'True Love Siblings' to proliferate, I will really make a move."
Some people intended to use force to stop the spread of the Beifeng Virus.
"That, will true love be blood relatives as well? That's not right, I remember that only those within three generations can be considered blood relatives. We are the first, second, third generation … I have already forgotten the genealogy. Anyway, it has been many generations and there is no obstruction at all. Hehe. "
Some people were secretly laughing to themselves.
"To actually laugh foolishly for no reason, and even counting with her fingers. Looks like under Roland's influence, Renée's etiquette is completely gone. She is getting crazier and crazier. Why is she behaving like a princess of a country? Looks like I have to give her supplementary lessons when I get back."
Some people were secretly worried about the princess who was getting weirder and weirder.
And right now, I deeply regretted fulfilling my promise so quickly and creating a physical body for Kalošín, which led to the birth of the True Love Siblings. Yep, perhaps she should now be called Rosemary (the name he came up with).
On the day that I received Dasos's malicious invitation to the enthronement ceremony, I unhesitatingly started creating a physical body for Rosemary. This seemingly beautiful female body also contained my malicious intentions.
Her appearance was based on Empress Victoria, who had gone through the "historical" verification. Amidst it was a combination of the androgynous beauty of Kolos and many others. Coupled with her unnaturally seductive and mature curves, Rosemary's own research on female behavior was a perfect performance. It was definitely a masterpiece. Furthermore, it could be said that it was tailor-made for a certain someone's interests in women.
At the very least, when Rosemary appeared, the young lads of the Donglan Royal Knight Order were all stunned. The young Knight of the Ottoman White Wolf Guard almost dropped the sword in his hand. Judging from the fervent gazes of the men staring at Rosemary, my craftsmanship hadn't deteriorated at all.
As for myself? When you pieced mud bit by bit into a doll and used meat to piece together a humanoid doll, how could you possibly have any interest in a doll?
At this moment, I was sitting in the carriage and looking at the super beauty sitting opposite me. I viciously imagined Dasos's panicked expression to vent my frustration at having to wear a dress again.
"Wait, let's stop for a moment."
Seeing that it was still early, I was curious about the scenery by the roadside. Under my request, the Ottoman Royal Family's reception carriage slowed down.
By the roadside, there was a group of poor beggars. They stared at our carriage which bore the emblem of the Ottoman Royal Family. I could feel a bone-piercing hatred beneath their expressionless faces.
"Those? They are just lowly commoners of the docks. Your Highness, there's nothing to see here. In this enthronement ceremony, there are the world's top singing and dancing troupes and circus troupes … "
Nodding my head thoughtfully, I pulled down the curtains of the carriage and let the carriage continue moving forward.
Along the way, we had already met such refugees four to five times. Obviously, as the war of attrition between the Seafolk continued, more and more refugees would appear. Perhaps, the Ottoman nobles who were busy with the enthronement ceremony were just like the White Wolf Knight who had a face full of disdain, completely ignoring these unlucky people.
On the other hand, the carriages which were moving in the opposite direction from us caused even more congestion. More and more citizens realized that the situation wasn't right and there were more and more of them escaping.
The commoners wouldn't care about the balance of the war. They only knew that their homes and lives were being threatened. On the other hand, the nobles and Knight were busy with the so-called enthronement ceremony, completely ignoring the pleas for help from the lower echelons.
Even though it was just a small matter, it was enough to show the current tense situation and the problems within Kagesi City. At the very least, the originally high popularity of the new Emperor was almost gone. Without a doubt, this had shaken his foundation as a ruler.
"It is impossible for Dasos to not see it, but he still didn't do anything. Looks like he is intending to use the enthronement ceremony as an opportunity to stake all of his cards and make a huge gamble. Making a huge gamble under the premise that he lacks sufficient understanding of the Seafolk? I don't think so. Looks like it's time for us to retreat. "
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