At first, I couldn't believe my eyes, thinking that my judgment was wrong. If even the Kingdom of Fairies had been defeated by the Demon King's Army, then the reason for our operation this time would be ridiculous.
But the scorched earth that had been through the flames of war couldn't be faked.
Even the fairies who were proficient in magic and loved to play pranks wouldn't set fire to hell in their own home.
Then, the corpses of the Abyss Beastmen and Fairies found near the entrance confirmed my guess.
I didn't stay for long, but simply cut the rope on the shaft of the carriage, directly turned over and sat on the dragon, and ran on the bloodstained road.
Gove told me that she could hold on for five hours, but this must be an exaggeration to reassure me. Even if I believed that there was only 20% of it, considering that I still needed to go back and forth, I could only search for combat forces that could help me at the moment for less than two hours!
Almost only after thinking for a moment, I decided on the direction to go.
Because it had only been about three months since I transmigrated, it was naturally impossible for me to have been to the Kingdom of Fairies. My understanding of this country, other than the occasional rumors I heard in the streets, was only the knowledge that I crammed a few days ago before I set off.
Fortunately, the Kingdom of Fairies itself wasn't too big. In terms of area, it seemed to be only the size of a county in the outside world. And the place I was going to had an obvious landmark.
It was a magnificent tree castle.
On Earth, there was a saying that a single tree could make a forest. I remembered that it seemed to describe the banyan tree … But in Oravia, a single tree could make a forest.
It wasn't a castle that was' built with trees' or 'built on trees.' Instead, it was a living castle that was guided by magic to grow naturally from a huge tree that was similar in size to the Sirius Tree, or even taller if one looked closely!
Although in terms of height, the Fairy Castle couldn't compare to the Thunder King's castle built by humans, and there was some difference in grandeur compared to the Burning Steel City that the Dwarves dug out from the ground, but in terms of magnificence, it was comparable. In addition, it was completely grown from trees, so it had a different kind of shock, enough to become a landmark building that the fairies were proud of.
Even from afar, one could see the giant tree that grew alone on the plains.
That was where the Fairy King was. In theory, it was also the most heavily guarded place in the Kingdom of Fairies.
If the Fairy Kingdom … or Celestial Kingdom still had an organized army, then they should be there.
Riding my dragon, I galloped across the plains.
I ran past the Fountain of Youth, which was said to be able to restore one's youth. This spring water contained a considerable amount of magic elements. Although it did not have the miraculous effect of eternal youth, it was indeed somewhat beneficial to humans. However, half of the Kraken's corpse had taken up most of the spring water. The stench of its blood had polluted the beautiful land, causing the Fountain of Youth to turn murky. The surrounding land was also a strange dark red.
I ran through the legendary Golden Forest. The Golden Apples produced here were considered treasures in the outside world. At this time, Jin Shulin was in a mess, as if it had just been ravaged by a Category 12 typhoon. There was almost no complete tree. Even the legendary Black Dragon that protected Jin Shulin was only left with a broken corpse in the middle of the forest. Around it were many corpses of the Demon King's Army.
I ran past the Hill of Treasures, which was envisioned by the people. Before this, I had always thought that the Hill of Treasures was a small mountain of treasures. After all, Marco Polo had also used the phrase 'gold everywhere' to describe the Celestial Kingdom of that era. But after coming here, I was surprised to find that the Hill of Treasures was actually made of gold, gems, and other precious treasures.
But whether it was the Demon King's Army or the Fairies, they did not seem to attach much importance to this small hill that did not have much strategic significance. It was the only Fairy Wonder that was relatively intact on the road.
After passing through the popular places in the outside world, I came to the plains where the Castle of Trees was located.
What should have been a beautiful field of green was now a scene of devastation left behind by the flames of war.
What puzzled me was that although the corpses of Demons and Fairies were everywhere, until now, I had not seen a 'living' Demon King's Army.
I did not know if this was a good sign. If the Fairies had already defeated the Demon King's Army, then it was a good thing. But it was better to be safe than sorry. If the Demon King's Army had gained the upper hand and had already reached the interior of the Castle of Trees, then I would be walking into a trap.
But at that time, I had no other choice.
So I did not hesitate to head there.
Before entering the Fairy Kingdom, it had dragged the carriage and ran, and after that, it was ridden by me. After running for almost half a day, it finally exceeded the limit of riding a dragon. Its leg twisted and it fell to the ground. After panting for a few breaths, it suddenly died.
And because of inertia, I was thrown a few meters away. After falling to the ground, I rolled a few times before stopping.
If it was the me before I transmigrated, I would have been half-dead from the fall, or even lost the ability to move.
But after three months of training and actual combat, it was not like I had never experienced this kind of situation before. When I landed, I maintained the posture of holding my head with both hands. Although that posture was not nice, it was able to protect my head to the best of its ability.
Although my body was in pain from the impact, and after looking at it, I estimated that there would be bruises all over my body, but I managed to maintain my consciousness and ability to move.
I didn't give myself any time to catch my breath. I endured the pain and staggered the rest of the way to the Tree Castle. Then, I crawled into the entrance of the Tree Castle on my hands and knees.
Corpses, corpses, corpses.
The Castle of Trees was also filled with corpses.
There were ghastly bloodstains all over the walls.
The only thing that puzzled me was that, unlike the intense battle outside, the corpses in the castle didn't show any signs of a battle.
It was as if everyone had been killed in their sleep.
The previous fall also made my whole body burn with pain. I felt that it might be because I broke one or two bones — — Perhaps many people would feel the same way. On the day of the injury, the wound would not hurt too much. Instead, it would only hurt the next day, as if there was a delay in the pain.
After taking a deep breath, I continued to walk deeper into the castle.
But the further I went, the more I felt that something was wrong.
If the monsters of the Demon King's Army could still be seen in those places, then the corpses lying on the ground with their blood drained out belonged to the Fairy Faction.
After walking for a while, I suddenly found some clues.
If I looked carefully, I could faintly see footprints covered in blood on the edge of the pool of blood on the floor.
Thus, I began to follow the footprints … … Now that things have come to this, I have no way out. If I can't find someone who can save us, then Govi's life will be in danger.
I don't know if you've ever experienced a broken rib, but when I followed the bloody footprints, I found that the footprints seemed to be heading towards the upper floors of the castle. Every time I took a step on the stairs, my chest would ache faintly.
In order to relieve this pain, I could only try to divert my attention elsewhere.
For example, the footprints on the ground.
According to the footprints' pace, the owner of the footprints was not running away in a panic. Instead, it was walking step by step, very steadily. Even the distance between the footprints seemed to be measured with a ruler. It was almost exactly the same.
This made me have a bad guess: Could it be that the owner of the footprints was not a victim who was running away, but the murderer who killed all the living in the castle?
While I was thinking, probably because we had reached a higher place, there were no more corpses around. Naturally, there were no more bloodstains. The dark red footprints became fainter and fainter until they finally disappeared on the stairs.
Fortunately, there were no more forks in the road after that. The stairs led to a high platform at the top of the Tree Castle.
After walking out of the stairs, my vision suddenly opened up.
As perhaps the highest point in the entire Fairy Kingdom, the high platform of the Tree Castle allowed one to have a panoramic view of the small world drifting in Oravia.
In the past, it must have been a magnificent and beautiful scene. The Fountain of Youth that illuminated the sky, the Golden Forest that shone with golden light, the jeweled treasures, and many other wonders that I had never seen before. For example, the crystal clear forest, the mushroom swamp that competed with each other for beauty, the river of life that flowed with sweet milk … …
But at this moment, this once beautiful world only gave off a feeling of desolation.
Columns of smoke rose everywhere, like black pillars to the sky, reminding people of the fact that this place had been ravaged by the flames of war with their presence that could not be ignored.
At the front of the high platform, there was a huge pure white sculpture that looked like a throne carved out of marble.
At first glance, the sculpture looked like an eagle spreading its wings, or a fan-shaped screen made up of several giant swords.
But this was not a real throne. Below the sculpture, there was a square platform.
A person stood in front of the platform.
He wore a long cloak with a swallowtail butterfly color scheme. His muscular right shoulder was exposed. His hair was gray and curly like a judge's. Even though I could only vaguely see the side of his face, I could still see that he had a thick beard.
Even with a conservative estimate, the person's height was at least 1.9 meters.
His body was as burly as a bodybuilding champion.
Even in the mercenary group, only the barbarian warrior from the highlands had such exaggerated muscles.
I didn't know if it was an illusion, but I felt a sense of sadness and despair from the other party.
Then, I noticed the crown on the other party's head that was inversely proportional to his size. It was only about half the size of a palm.
"Sorry," I asked aloud, "Are you His Majesty the Fairy Empress?"
The other party's movement was obviously interrupted by my question.
He slowly turned his head.
As I guessed, the other party had a typical European face. The beard on his face was not at the level of a full beard, but closer to the level of a bearded man.
It was just that his face was extremely gray, and it was not an exaggeration to describe it as withered.
Obviously, a human's head could not turn 180 degrees, even if the other party was the Fairy Empress. So when he turned his head, his body was slightly sideways, allowing me to see what the other party was doing before he was interrupted by me.
— — He was inserting a sword into the stone platform below the sculpture screen.
The reason why he inserted it instead of pulling it out was that I could still see some blood on the blade …
"Human, where are you from?"
"I am from the Human King, requesting an alliance from you Fairies."
Because the other party's aura was too dangerous, coupled with his undisguised vigilance, I did not continue to move forward. I just took out the letter from Her Royal Highness and placed it on the ground in front of me.
But the other party had no intention of accepting it.
He didn't even bend down to pick up the soap … ahem, the letter.
"Alliance?"
The other party's face showed a sarcastic expression, but I didn't know whether he was mocking himself, me, or Her Royal Highness who wanted an alliance.
"Yes, the world is facing a great disaster. Whether it is humans or Fairies, only by uniting all the living forces can we fight against the Demon King's Army."
I buried my anxiety in the bottom of my heart, trying to show only sincerity on my face as I tried to persuade him.
"Only one of your words is correct."
However, the sarcastic expression on the other party's face became stronger, and he said lightly, "'The world is facing a great disaster.'"
"What … do you mean?"
At this time, even I, who was slow to react, heard something wrong in his words.
"The world is facing a great disaster, but the disaster is not the Demon King's Army, but me."
"What …"
I was shocked by the other party's words.
"I think you have already vaguely sensed it."
The other party continued, "The Fairy Kingdom no longer exists … Apart from me, all the Fairies are dead."
Although I did vaguely feel this way, when he actually said it out loud, I was genuinely shocked.
At the same time, I was even more worried about Gowei's situation.
If there was no Fairy Army, how could I save her?
But soon, I tried to focus on the current situation.
"Was it done by the Demon King's Army?"
This strange situation made me feel a little uneasy.
"It was done by me," he confessed. "About half of it."
As expected.
"Aren't you the Fairy King? Why … "
I couldn't understand his motive.
"The Fairies have passed down a cursed demon sword for generations."
He let go of his hand and let me see the sword stuck in the stone platform.
From its appearance, it was a very standard Western two-handed sword, but the person who made it might have been an artist or a master craftsman. In short, the gilded blade, the exquisite and unique hilt, the elegant looking blade, and the inscriptions on the blade all made people feel that the sword was more like a work of art than a weapon.
It was just that more than half of it was stuck in the stone, so I couldn't see the sword tip.
"Before every Immortal King took office, they were warned that unless the Fairy Race was in a desperate situation where they were about to be destroyed, they must never take out the sword that was guarding the center of the tree root."
He slowly said, "I thought that I would be like my father, never having to use this sword in my life … But I didn't expect that because of a small oversight, those monsters would escape into the Immortal Kingdom … My people were killed by them, and their corpses were eaten, while I could only sit in the castle, unable to do anything. I could only try my best to call my people to the castle to take refuge …"
Probably because it was too painful to be alone, he didn't hesitate to tell me everything.
"In the end, they finally attacked all the way to my castle. My people weren't a match for those monsters, and if it continued like that, they would all die here sooner or later. So in the end, I took out the demon sword that was suppressed in the heart of the tree. "
"Demon sword?"
I repeated in a daze. There were also demon swords in the human kingdoms, but they were basically magic weapons like 'swords with magic.'
"That's right, demon sword! It's a weapon with terrifying power, and at the same time, it can bewitch people … "The expression on his face became somewhat fanatical, and he slowly said," Once you hold the hilt, once you unsheathe it, once you start using it, you can't stop … Slash, cut, and cut. It's a demon sword that won't stop until all living things are killed! "
I thought of the corpses below.
Almost all of them were killed in one hit, and there was no trace of resistance or fighting.
If it was all because of that sword, then it was indeed a terrifying weapon that could be called a demon sword.
"By the time I woke up, it was already too late … My enemies, my people, my wife, and my children had all died in my hands! This is the demon sword! I should have realized it earlier! I should have realized it the moment I held it! Even if I had to risk my life to lead my people out of the encirclement, it would have been better than living like this! "
He became hysterical. It seemed that killing his own people, wife, and children with his own hands was a big blow to him.
"It's all this world's fault! It's all because of this damned world, those damned demon king's army, everything has fallen to this point! " He laughed crazily, "So, let this world, for my people, for Talysa and Meimei!"
"What do you want to do!"
I couldn't help but ask.
"The Celestial Empire is a space that floats outside of Oravia, but it itself is unstable. My ancestors once designed the world's greatest weapon for us weak fairies."
His gaze fell on the marble statue behind him, "As long as the 'key' is used to open the lock, this spatial formation will be activated … The entire Celestial Empire will be guided by the 'key' to transform into a sharp sword, piercing into the world of Oravia! That damned world will be destroyed! "
Obviously, that demon sword was the so-called 'key.'
Moreover, this suicidal attack would undoubtedly cause the Celestial Empire to collapse completely.
Usually, rather than calling this a weapon of war, it was more like a nuclear weapon on Earth. When it wasn't used, it was the most intimidating. Once it was used, everyone would die together with it, returning to the Stone Age to play with mud.
"You're crazy …"
That was the only comment I could make.
"That's fine. Before the world is destroyed, let's do a final warm-up."
He let go of the sword hilt and slowly walked towards me.
I immediately unsheathed the chipped sword in its scabbard, as if facing a great enemy, and assumed the most standard fighting stance.
"Do you intend to fight me bare-handed without a weapon?" I tried my best to disrupt his rhythm with my words.
"Who do you think I am?"
My opponent didn't care at all. With a casual punch, I felt as if I had been hit by an oncoming car from several meters away. My entire body hurt, and I was sent flying, crashing into the wooden wall behind me.
"Guha …" The impact was so great that I felt as if all the air in my lungs had been squeezed out.
Was that punch just now a wind magic spell? There was no chanting, no incantation, and I didn't even see the slightest sign of a spell, yet I was hit. The difference in strength was so great that it made me despair.
However, now wasn't the time to give up.
I touched my chest, and after confirming that my broken ribs hadn't pierced into my organs, I stood up shakily and raised my sword at my opponent.
"The pride of a swordsman? Hmph. "
The corner of my opponent's mouth twitched slightly, and then he stretched out his hand, and a lightsaber like that of Jedi Knight appeared in his hand.
It seemed that he intended to use my best swordsmanship to defeat me.
Although I have heard of this kind of subtle and somewhat paranoid guy, it was actually the first time I had seen one.
Maybe it was because the other party was crazy.
But in this way, I had a little chance of winning.
At that time, I was too weak. If the other party had kept a distance and used magic to fight with me, I would have been blasted out after dodging one or two magic spells …
Although I was seriously injured, in order to pursue that small chance of winning, I didn't hesitate much. I dragged my seriously injured body and slashed at the other party first.
Unlike the swords in the Celestial Empire, the two-handed swords in the mercenary group were basically slashing. In fact, the usage was more similar to the sword in the Celestial Empire.
When the Fairy Empress saw my clumsy attack, the contempt in her eyes became heavier. She simply leaned sideways, and then cut along the blade of my sword. If I didn't change my move, my finger would have been cut off before my sword could cut her.
However, her response was exactly what I wanted.
As I said before, the only swordsmanship I knew at that time was called Jackdaw Counterattack.
The reason why I learned this swordsmanship was mainly because it looked cool and was indeed very practical.
From the name, it could be seen that this was a kind of swordsmanship after the other party attacked, taking advantage of the opportunity to slide the attack and counterattack. It was elegant and even gave people the feeling that the user could predict the future.
In fact, this move was very strict in the prediction of the enemy's attack route and the opponent's change of move. In theory, only experienced veterans could learn it. Therefore, when I learned this move, the leader found it incredible and thought that I was quite talented in swordsmanship.
At the same time that the Fairy Empress made that move, I immediately used Jackdaw Counterattack, intending to use the sword to twist the other party's lightsaber. As a result, my longsword was melted by the lightsaber.
However, this was more or less within my expectations. Almost at the same time, I immediately stretched out my right hand, grabbed the tip of the melted old iron sword, and stabbed towards the other party's heart!
But it was also deflected by the other party's elbow.
It was just that my third wave of attack had arrived. The remaining half of the sword directly shook and flipped over because of excessive force. I also took advantage of the situation, raised the hilt and directly smashed it towards the other party's temple!
His right hand was still holding the lightsaber, and his left hand had just made an elbow strike. In theory, there was no way to block my attack.
But this was only in theory after all. When the enemy was a mage, theory was not so reliable.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the other party withdrew his lightsaber. Although he could also try to stab me with his lightsaber, he would also be hit by the hilt of my sword. Whether he would be injured or not, he would definitely be dizzy for a moment. For a swordsman, that moment was enough for me to stab the broken sword into his head again.
Then he kept his right hand slightly above his abdomen and opened his palm towards me.
The next moment, I was blown away by a wind bullet similar to the one before.
"Cough …" This time, because the distance was too close, I flew farther than last time and finally hit the stone platform heavily.
At that moment, I almost felt like I was going to die.
A wind bullet at a very close distance, even if it did not stir up my internal organs, it could still cause internal bleeding.
Without a priest to heal me in time, it was basically no different from a death sentence.
Probably because he could not defeat me with only the swordsman part, the Fairy Empress stood there motionless, but the expression on her face kept changing.
But it didn't matter, because my goal had been achieved.
I used the last of my strength to climb onto the stone platform.
"What are you doing?!"
The Fairy Empress's voice came from behind me. She was probably already trying to pull me away from here with magic transmission or something like that.
But I had to be faster!
I just held the hilt of the magic sword with both hands.
The next moment, the world seemed to have stopped.
I don't know how to describe that feeling, but there seemed to be a lot of images flashing around me.
In the next moment, I suddenly understood.
It was a prophecy.
When I held the hilt of the magic sword, the magic sword made a prophecy about my future.
I will kill everything in this world.
Whether I like it or I hate it, whether it is an acquaintance or a stranger, whether it is a man or a woman, old or young, in the end, they will all die under my sword.
Whether it is the princess or Gove.
Everything I cherish, everything I want to protect, will be destroyed by my own hands.
At the end of everything, I will also destroy the world like that crazy fairy.
I will be like a puppet, step by step, irrevocably towards the predetermined end.
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