Compared to the bright Surface World, the sky in the Underground World is always dim and dark. People are already used to the excessive impurities in the water and the muddy underground water that needs to be filtered before it can be drunk. They are also used to the clothes that are hung outside their houses to be filled with dust if they are not careful for too long. They are also used to coughing blood at a young age and all kinds of respiratory diseases occur frequently.
Perhaps, this is the main reason why the descendants of the exiled always yearn for the blue sky and white clouds on the Surface World. After all, who doesn't wish for themselves and their descendants to live a better life.
At this moment, the originally dim sky becomes even uglier. The clouds in the sky turn into a strange blood-red color and a sinister wind blows. If it were to be pressed down a little, a nauseating stench of blood would fill the air.
The gloomy winds weren't naturally formed. In the world of Eich, where souls truly existed, these gloomy and evil winds were formed by souls transforming into undead shards. And when enough blood was shed and enough people died, a relatively isolated negative energy environment would naturally be formed. This was the so-called birthplace of the undead — the Cursed Land.
When too many people die at once, the souls are unwilling to leave just like that. Under the influence of each other, the Undead will remain in the human world and the Undead will be revived in large numbers. There was even a precedent of a city being massacred and the entire city turned into a city of death. The Guardian Knight who died for the city were all turned into Undead Knight.
This is also the reason why the victors of every war on the Surface World have to clean up the battlefield. Other than retrieving the spoils of war and burning the corpses that might bring the plague, they also have to invite Priests to expiate the souls of those who died.
Otherwise, after a few decades, if another Cursed Land where the Undead gather, that would be a huge problem.
But even so, with the ancient battlefield that the Undead Lords love to occupy as proof, if tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people die at once, coupled with the fall of sufficient experts, the heavy aura of death won't dissipate. The excessive blood stains several meters underground red and the despair of the experts will remain in the human world. When all these conditions are met, the expiation of the Priests won't be of any use. It will still forcefully create a Cursed Land or even a higher-level Cursed Land.
But this time, the surroundings of the mining area outside of Vance is destined to become a new Cursed Land.
It was the smell of the battlefield that belonged to the era of cold weapons. The smell of blood drifted with the wind for miles, and the dark, gloomy wind lingered over the battlefield. The cries of the living and the howls of the survivors echoed across the battlefield.
Standing in the pool of blood, the Lion King took one last look at his old subordinate who had followed him for decades. He raised his axe and gave the veteran who only had half of his throat left his final release.
"Clean up the battlefield." There was no room for mercy on the battlefield. It was an order squeezed out through gritted teeth.
In a war, healing spells and supplies would never be enough. Priests and other healing professions had long since used up all their divine spells in the war. Now, cleaning up the battlefield was more like giving relief to those on both sides who couldn't be healed.
"Did he win?"
Indeed, the Lion King and his army had indeed won. After paying the price of nearly half of the army's casualties, tens of thousands of soldiers who didn't care about the consequences died, and countless souls perished along with them, the powerful individuals who were blinded by greed finally remembered that protecting their own lives was more important than obtaining power and authority in the future.
Those who were still alive began to flee, but those who were already dead or heavily injured were destined to stay in a foreign land.
However, it was already too late.
"Hahahaha, how delightful. Shou Nuya, I can already see your end. I didn't expect that the curse would come true so quickly. I'll be waiting for you in hell! "
As for the Red Dragon who witnessed everything, her blood had already flowed all over the altar. She was tied up like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered, but she still mercilessly taunted her enemy.
"Did he lose?"
Yes, at the same time that he won this war, the Lion King also lost. He lost everything.
The 12 elite battalions had lost more than half of them. Two battalions were completely annihilated. The trump card Cyclops Battalions, as the backbone of the resistance against the first wave of attacks, had lost more than 90% of their numbers.
However, what was worse was not just the things that were on the surface.
War was the continuation of politics. If a war couldn't bring about any benefits, even if he was victorious, he might have lost from the very beginning.
Looking at his trembling hands, Shou recalled the moment when he smashed the skull of 'The Great Schemer' Pany.Hall and extinguished the green Soulfire within, the other party's crazed gaze and curses.
He knew that this matter wasn't over yet. A Lich wouldn't die that easily. After she resurrects, vengeance or even the army's invasion would be inevitable.
Xiluo Empire's 11th Senator's encounter was just a small part of it. The 10th Senator 'Decaying Ant King' Ramstein doesn't have the ability to resurrect from the dead. When his old partner Grimm Spann left with his incomplete body, his eyes were filled with hatred, but it was also a sign of the shadow of a new war.
What happened to the Undead Senators was just a portion of the experts who met with misfortune.
"It's over, I'm finished."
Just as Molly ridiculed, Shou's political career as an Underground Autarch was already over.
He and his army had just beheaded the head of the Filis Kingdom of the Elves's Royal Knight and hung the Ottoman Empire's Grand Tutor on a spear. Even the only disciple of the legendary Beast Tamer Jierdansk was beheaded. In the end, it was already hard for the Beastmen to identify which 'big shot' they were and what kind of powers were behind them. They were already numb to it.
Shou himself knew that no individual or organization would be able to survive under the wrath of so many powers. No one …
Not to mention that this is the underground world. Most of the corpses that fell to the ground belonged to the underground city lords that he had met once or were once under him.
"A blood debt."
Shou didn't regret it at all. Could it be that just because the other party had a powerful background, he had to hand over his head? The other party had already made it clear that they wanted to get rid of him, the inheritor of the God Equipment, to become the new Emperor Yongye. Should he just obediently hand over his head and the God Equipment?
The only thing that made Shou regret was the way the soldiers looked at him. They no longer respected and trusted him as they did in the past. Their eyes were filled with bewilderment and fear. Occasionally, when they looked into each other's eyes, their eyes would wander, avoiding each other's eyes and whispering to each other about his secrets.
"Look at those dim yellow eyes, those claws and those Demon wings … Our King is actually a Demon. Then what are we fighting for?"
Shou was forced to his limits by the Undead Senators. In order to save his life, he was forced to use the power of the Demon. The power of Chaos and the characteristics of the Demon that would never appear on an ordinary Beastman couldn't be hidden from the tens of thousands of soldiers in front of him.
The hostility towards Chaos in the underground world is far from that of the surface. As an underground city lord, he can collude with the Demons, dance with the Demon Gods and plot with the Devils. However, as the representative of the Beastman Race, if he isn't even a Beastman, what right does he have to sit on this position?
Shou can already imagine that when the rumor spreads across the entire underground world and those ambitious underground city lords use this as a reason to rebel, the soldiers under him would probably be at a loss as to who they are fighting for.
"No, I am not done yet!! I still have this!! I will become the new Undead Emperor. "
The God Equipment Scepter that is radiating a dazzling radiance in his hand has become the only thing he can rely on.
Suddenly, the altar behind him emits a dazzling blood light. Countless Yin spirits and fresh blood are drawn into the altar by an invisible force. The fresh blood forms a river on the ground. The souls of the experts who are unwilling to die just like that wail in agony but they are still sucked into the door that leads to another dimension.
"Sacrificial offerings, such rich offerings! So many high quality souls, so many delicious delicacies! I … I, Soul Eater Kakajil, will become even stronger!! Well done Shou, I will give you a corresponding reward! I will allow you to obtain the blessing of the Chaos Abyss. "
The altar has long been activated. Due to a freak combination of factors, out of everyone's expectations, this war became the best blood sacrifice for the Demon Count Kakajil.
In this war, thousands of Legends fell and close to a hundred thousand Beastman elite warriors died in battle. Their souls and fresh blood could even allow this Demon Count who is known as the Soul Eater to start his advancement. Perhaps, in less than a thousand years, a new Demon Duke would be born.
But Demons are never creatures who know how to be satisfied.
"Scepter, quickly give me the Eternal Night Scepter!!"
Even to the Demon Count, a God Equipment that contains the secrets of a SemiGod Undead Emperor is a treasure that can only be found by luck. Perhaps, after obtaining it, he would be able to add 'Death', 'Undead' and other Chaos Elements to his power. If so, his path to advancement would be smooth sailing.
Hearing that his master wants the scepter, Shou's face turns ashen. He wants to run away with the scepter but following the arrival of the offerings, this place is linked to the Lower Dimension. In front of the Demon Count, how could he possibly run away?
In the void of the Dimension Gate, a gigantic ghastly hand stretches out. With a flick of its finger that makes one's heart tremble, the scepter flies over.
"Ha, Eternal Night Scepter! Great, is today my lucky day? I will go down and beat up those demons for entertainment. "
Shou kneels on the ground in despair. His last pillar of support is gone and his position as the Beastman Sovereign will soon be lost. With the blood sacrifice reaching such a level, the Demon Count can even come to the mortal world directly. His position as the representative is probably at its end.
Suddenly, a furious roar reverberates throughout the entire space!
"Fake, it's fake, who is it! Who dares to fool the great Kakajil!! I want to tear him into pieces. "
The entire Dimension Gate starts to tremble and very quickly, a gigantic hoof covered in raging flames steps out of the Gate of Hell. Following which, a malevolent goat horned head bursts out.
The entire world turns dark and the ground starts to crack. The flames from the underground reach the surface and at a distance, a few dormant volcanoes erupt.
Under its rage, the Demon Count, Soul Eater Kakajil actually descends to the mortal world!
At this moment, Shou is shocked by the fact that the scepter is fake. He gave up everything but in the end, he was fooled right from the start?
"Impossible, impossible!!"
As he mutters to himself, that sentence mysteriously resounds in his mind once again.
"You, might regret it."
"Wumianzhe!! You tricked me!!! "
But at this moment, no one cares about Shou's furious roar. The furious Demon Lord has already grabbed him in his hand and placed him in front of him.
"Who is it? Who dares to deceive the powerful Kakajil? Is it you? Little Demon bastard!! "
Just by standing there, that hundred-meter tall body feels as though it is whipping the earth. All of the plants wither, the volcanoes erupt and the earth cracks. Kakajil's existence starts to break the surrounding laws. A Demon Duke is able to compete with a God but a Demon Count who is a rank lower than him is already an invincible existence in the mortal world.
The pungent smell of sulfur makes one suffocate and the immense force exerted on his body melts all of his bones. That gigantic mouth that devours flesh and souls is right in front of him. The Beastman Emperor is going to make his final argument for his life.
At this moment, facing His Lord's question, the figure of the man whom he hates to the bone appears in front of Shou once again.
"No, it is all Wumianzhe and that darned Sulfur Mountain City. They were the ones who sent the scepter over. This is all their scheme! It is that man who deceived you, great Demon Count! "
Hearing this, the Demon Count hesitates for a moment. Looking at the Beastmen who are screaming in fear at the side, in the end, he decided to spare the life of this mixed-blood.
"No one dares to lie to Kakajil without paying the price. Use your life to atone for your sins. If you do well, I will spare your worthless life. "
The Fiend Earl casually waved his hand, and the dimensional gate was completely opened. Countless Fiends swarmed in, and on the other side, a brand new gate was opened.
Vaguely, a beautiful mountain city can be seen — — Sulfur Mountain City!
"That's the place for the new sacrifice. That city is filled with the disgusting Power of Order. Fool, lead the way to where the Fire Elemental God is sealed. If you delay Prince Cavendish's matter, I will make all of you wail in my lamp forever. "
… …
At this moment, our group is still moving forward slowly, chatting as we walk, as though we are on an outing.
From the start, I didn't think that those greedy fellows would be able to deal with an Underground Autarch. After the Alliance Treaty ends, it is completely reasonable for an Underground Autarch to attack an Underground City Lord. In the end, we still have to fight it out.
The location of the decisive battle has already been prepared and all that is left is to invite the audience to enter.
There aren't many of us. Me, Adam, Little Red, Marguerite who is still in Sulfur Mountain City and minus Lisa who can't come, the small team from back then is here.
But this time, we intentionally brought Anne and Eliza along.
Little Red and Adam are filled with excitement for the upcoming battle while Eliza remains silent as usual. However, I noticed that the lowered head Anne isn't in a good mood.
Her condition is related to my Epic-class Quest. I have already decided that after this battle, regardless of whether she breaks through to Legend rank or not, I will get Adam to pass the position of City Lord to her so that I can fulfill the basic requirements for my revival.
"I can finally have a physical body. If I were to remain in such a weak state, how am I going to deal with the upcoming trouble?"
As long as I revive my physical body, with the System and my advantage of being familiar with the 'Plot', I can swiftly grow stronger and start my series of plans. Furthermore, I have been looking forward to seeing what grade of physical body I will get from this revival.
Physical bodies are also divided into grades? Of course, the Goddess of Order and Goddess of Chaos weren't fair when they created things.
The direct creation of the Goddess of Order, the Giant Dragons, is considered a Gold Race. Without doing anything, they would at least have Gold-rank fighting prowess when they reach adulthood. On the other hand, the second generation humans are barely comparable to the Iron Race. A normal adult can't even defeat a Skeleton Soldier.
The full name of my current Lich body is' Undead King (Silver) '. It is equivalent to the powerful template of the Silver Race. The strength that it gives me isn't inferior to the boost that Eliza gets from beastification.
Even though it is obviously unfair, it is the cruel reality.
Adam who has reached the pinnacle of mortals as a SemiGod might not be a match for Little Red who is far weaker than him. Back then, Eliza who was also at the pinnacle of Gold was able to single-handedly defeat Anne who was at the same rank as her. This is the influence of one's physical body on one's overall fighting prowess. It determines one's basic stats, race talents and abilities. Furthermore, it is the foundation of all power and magic.
No matter how skilled one's swordsmanship is, what can one do if one's body is weak? If one wields a sword with two hands and meets an opponent who wields eight swords with three times the strength of one but whose skills aren't too far off from one's, one still won't stand a chance.
A building ten thousand feet tall rises from the ground. The depth of the foundation determines the height of the building. In order to raise one's overall fighting prowess, one's bloodline and physical body are very important.
Of course, the weaker races also have the advantage in numbers and tools. On the other hand, the normal Gold Bloodline grows abnormally slowly. Otherwise, the Surface World wouldn't be ruled by the weakest race, the Human.
However, to me, in order to deal with the upcoming troubles, power is indispensable. The Demon army won't talk reason with you. Their race talents and basic stats are so strong that it makes one's hair stand on end.
"The Favored of the Abyss, just how strong is the race talent of the Demon Prince? Perhaps, it isn't something that the Gold Race Dragons can compare to. Hehe, last time, it was already Silver-rank. This time, will it be a physical talent comparable to that of the Dragons? Or perhaps, one rank higher. "
However, in history, that Demon Prince was still killed by humans. Perhaps, this shows that race talent isn't everything … Alright, I know that the unlucky Demon Prince is the 'me' in history, and the hero who killed 'me' is Anne, who is obviously not in the right state of mind.
"What's wrong, are you afraid?"
Suddenly, recalling that period of history, I wondered if she counts as the Demon King who counsels the heroes before a battle. If one day, she really grows up and kills me with a single slash, should I give myself the 'Demon King Award for Moving the World and Working Hardest to Seek Death'?
"No. I just feel that I'm so stupid that I can't help. " Different from the awkward Eliza, Anne has always been a frank and good child. When she was asked about her troubles, she would speak up directly.
However, Adam and Little Red, who have been listening attentively, smiled. It is obvious that in their eyes, Anne's troubles aren't anything much.
I used my eyes to signal Adam to comfort her, but he raised his head to look at the sky and acted dumb. Little Red suddenly became interested in the ant nest on the ground. Helpless, she looked around. In the end, I still had to do it.
"Heh, those fellows have accumulated their strength for thousands of years. You aren't even 20 yet, it is normal for you to be unable to catch up."
"It's not that! Anne can accept the difference in strength. Anne just feels that she is so stupid. Seeing how busy everyone is, she can't help at all. Big Sister Eliza knows everything, Little Victoria is suppressing everyone in the Alliance Conference, and I, the future City Lord, can only watch from the side. "
Looking at the troubled Anne, I had a headache. Teenagers and girls always like to compare themselves with others of the same age, and it is easier for them to get into a dead end.
Just like back then, the most free person in our party was that idiot, Adam, because he thought that he would most likely mess things up. In this generation, compared to Eliza, who has full control over the spectators, and Victoria, who seems calm but is actually devilishly cunning, Anne is indeed immature.
However, if I were to tell her the truth, she would probably be even more depressed. As the future City Lord, if she loses confidence, my Epic Quest would be ruined. Thus, I rolled my eyes and came up with a plan.
"Hehe, you misunderstood. Do you remember what I told you last time? The most important thing as a City Lord is to know the right people and use them well. Throw the troublesome matters to the people who are good at solving them. Look, that fellow over there is the current City Lord, isn't he just lazing around? "
"Cough cough!" Hearing me mention him, Adam faked two coughs to signal me not to mention him. It seems like he knows his place, as long as I mention him, there is a high chance that nothing good will come out of it.
"But Uncle Bones, you also said that everyone's path is different. I don't want to be like my godfather, everyone is so busy and there are so many things to do, but he hides to laze around. He is also lazy and is always criticized by the citizens. That is so unsightly and embarrassing."
Being called shameful by his goddaughter, Adam's face instantly turned sour. Little Red even held her stomach and bent over in laughter. Eliza, on the other hand, nodded her head and looked at me with deep meaning, indicating that 'you are about the same'.
If it was in the past, I wouldn't hesitate to mock him, but this time, just like last time, even if I was helpless, I had to protect his image.
"Actually, the City Lord has important things to do, not just to protect everyone, but this can be done slowly. Actually, there is one more thing that you can work hard on now. And Adam is doing well in this aspect. "
"What is it?"
"You are the leader, so you have to point out the direction for everyone. At the very least, you have to give everyone the confidence that tomorrow will be better, so that everyone will be filled with motivation and hope to work hard in their lives. If you really can't find one, you can just make one up. "
"But, I don't even know my own direction."
"Then, you should ask your subordinates what they hope for the future to be. Combine everyone's dreams and hopes for the future together. Perhaps, this is the direction that you should lead them in. "
After hesitating for a moment, perhaps, it is time for me to clarify some things. I started to talk about my personal experience.
"Let me give you an example. Many years ago, there was a tyrannical king who decided to stop his invasion and reconcile with the surrounding kingdoms. But at this moment, if he were to speak directly to his subordinates and generals, there would only be one outcome."
"What outcome?" Anne asked curiously.
"He would be overthrown. His subordinates, who are like hungry wolves, have yet to be satisfied. His subordinates, who are nobles and domain lords, have yet to obtain enough territory and population. They would directly overthrow the king who is in their way and swiftly elect a new leader to continue the invasion of the Empire."
The one who answered Anne's doubts was Adam. Looking at his leisurely expression, it was apparent that he had been thinking about this problem for a long time.
Yes, back then, there were 7 Undead Lords who were only slightly weaker than me in the Yongye Army. Even if they were to suddenly agree, how could I explain it to the middle-rank and high-rank Undead Generals? Every single Undead General was excited about the coming Undead Era, and I wasn't even confident in convincing my own Four Heavenly Kings. If I were to say that I wanted to reconcile with the living, the only possible outcome would be being overthrown.
"That is why, most of the time, a ruler is just a combination of the wills of the middle and lower ranks. The direction that he points out is the direction that most people are looking forward to. You don't have to think too much, just learn to listen. "
"Look, even though there are many freaks in our city, everyone is actually living happily. Even those perverts who are often imprisoned haven't left this city. If you like this city, then protect it well and let it be the same as it was in the past. Isn't that enough? "
Yes, just like what I said, with the strength of Beifeng, Eaglestorm, Xueti and the Beyar Brothers, there is no place in the world that they can't go. Perhaps, they could even become nobles in other places. However, they chose to stay in this city that is filled with rules and restrictions, acting recklessly according to their personality while accepting their punishment. This also means that there is something that they dream of here, something that is impossible to find in other places.
My words were too broad, causing the young city lord to nod her head, seemingly understanding what I meant.
"Think about it while you are troubled. Work hard bit by bit. That is how everyone went through it. Your Big Sister Eliza will help you too."
This time, Eliza didn't make things difficult for me, only nodding her head silently.
"Un, Anne will work hard." Even though her eyes were still dazed, from the way she was waving her little fists, she seemed to have regained her spirit.
【Congratulations for completing the Epic-tier quest, Nirvana of the Phoenix 50%. Please continue to work hard. After the quest is completed, you will be given a specific reward based on the final completion rate.】
The System also didn't want to be left out and reminded me of its existence. However, the actual reward made me feel motivated once again.
Before we reached our destination, the ground suddenly started to shake and crack. The volcano in the distance started to take its revenge and an ominous red cloud appeared in the sky. It was obvious that something was amiss.
At the same time, Adam took the lead and charged to the front. Borrowing the God Sword from Anne, he slashed a rock by the side and split open half of the cliff.
As for him, he raised his sword high and made a standard charging action of a Knight, pointing at a small hill and shouting.
"Who dares to come, come out! Otherwise, I will slash the hill along with you. "
For the usually lazy Adam to be so agitated, even though there was no need for him to draw his sword, he still slashed the cliff. Little Red and the others were a little confused, but I pouted my lips in disdain. My magic eyes had already told me the ending.
"Heh, isn't it just because you lost face that you want to show off in front of your juniors to regain some face? You will have the right to cry. "
Following which, under Adam's furious roar, a bald Dwarf scout ran out from behind the hill.
"City Lord, don't slash, don't slash, it's me! Spectator number 4267, we are on the same side, I am on the same side. "
"It's you, you brat?"
"It's me."
"There's no need to say anymore, you with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, you are actually a counter-revolutionary. You traitor, you actually led us into an ambush. See how I, representing Sulfur Mountain City, execute you!"
"Pa!" This isn't the sound of a gunshot, but I couldn't bear to watch on anymore. Thus, I kicked Adam, who knew that he was in the wrong but was still stubbornly holding on, away. This scout obviously has important intelligence, and if this farce were to continue, it would really mess things up.
Skimming through the intelligence, even I was shocked. There is an explanation for the collapse of the sky and earth just now. A Demon Count isn't easy to deal with.
I immediately threw the intelligence to Little Red. After reading it, she turned into her dragon form without saying a word.
Due to the existence of various Dragon Knight in Knight novels, most of the intelligent dragons were actually disgusted by the actions of mortals using them as mounts. But at this moment, Little Red didn't have any qualms.
"Come up, I will fly at full speed, so I will definitely be able to stop them! The opponent this time isn't simple. You all better recuperate and prepare for the final battle! "
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