67: Chapter 67 Eleven Years in Another World: I Became the Demon King?

[You look at the spiritual energy condensing in your hand.]

[It has been almost two years.]

[You have been in this world for nearly two years.]

[Since the first day you arrived in this world, your Martial God cultivation has been restricted by that damned Goddess Magic Circle. Until today, this damned Seal has finally been lifted!]

[You look at Fentier; this young man's gaze is burning, and he looks at you as if he is looking at a deity.]

[The surrounding soldiers are the same; they trust you, believing you have no selfish motives and that everything is for the people of the Falun Kingdom. In their eyes, all your actions are for the liberation of the Falun Kingdom.]

[But they are wrong; you are merely doing this to lift the Goddess Magic Circle from your body.]

[You are just using them, nothing more.]

["Fentier!" You do not look at Fentier but continue to stare at the burning magic book: "I have something to say to you. Everyone else, leave!"]

[The flickering light from the burning magic book reflects in your eyes.]

["Yes, Teacher!"]

[The surrounding soldiers cup their hands and say to you respectfully.]

[Seven soldiers lift the King and Lorne, still handling them like livestock. They drag them away; the old guy Lorne was originally shouting, but a young soldier punched him, and Lorne stopped shouting.]

["You leave as well, Lida."]

[You glance at Lida, who is still standing beside you, and say.]

[Lida looks at Fentier, then at you. He does not want to leave, but he dares not disobey your command. Finally, he can only cup his hands and say to you respectfully.]

["Yes, Teacher."]

[After Lida leaves, only you and Fentier remain in the vast hall.]

[This huge magic book is still burning, but the flames are getting smaller and smaller, slowly dying out.]

[You watch the flames without speaking; Fentier stands by your side, also gazing at the fire.]

[The fire crackles as it burns, slowly dimming, and finally, it gets smaller and smaller until only a wisp of blue smoke remains.]

[Only a pile of ashes is left behind.]

["Fentier!" you speak.]

["I am here, Teacher!" Fentier says.]

[You look at this young man; although the fire has gone out, his eyes are still shining.]

["You are the sun!" you say, looking into his eyes.]

[Fentier does not understand the meaning of your words, but he realizes that you are going to leave.]

["Teacher..." Fentier looks at you, wanting to say something but hesitating.]

[You pat his shoulder: "This world belongs to you!"]

[Fentier looks at you and shakes his head.]

["Teacher, you are wrong. This world does not belong to me, nor will it belong to you! It belongs to the people." Fentier's eyes are firm and unquestionable.]

["Can you do it well?" you ask him.]

["I can!" Fentier replies.]

["What do you want to do?" you ask again.]

[Fentier looks into your eyes: "Teacher has already taught me what to do."]

["What have I taught you?" you look into his eyes.]

["Seek truth from facts!" Fentier replies.]

[You look at him; you seem to have misunderstood. You always thought this young man was looking at you as if looking at a deity.]

[Now you know, he is not looking at you; he is looking at the truth!]

[People like Lida only appear once in an era, but people like Fentier—when he appears, he becomes the era itself!]

[You do not ask any more; you leave, departing from the Falun Kingdom.]

[The Goddess Seal has been lifted; now you no longer need them.]

[Three more years pass.]

[You have been on this planet for five years. In these three years, you visited the Mage Association on the Central Continent, where the strongest mages in the world reside, though they are only at the Peak of the Martial Saint level.]

[Due to the special rules of this world, mages do not place much importance on the research of offensive Spells. Therefore, in terms of combat power, this strongest mage can at best fight to a draw with a Martial Artist at the Middle Stage of the Martial Saint level on Earth.]

[The Central Continent can basically be said to be entirely under the control of the Mage Association. They do not worship the Goddess; they believe more that magic is something that can be traced and have developed a path of so-called magical technology.]

[Magic originates from a phenomenon called "Soul Resonance." Only a very small number of people have a Soul frequency that resonates with matter in the natural world to release magic. However, the Soul frequency of ordinary people naturally generates an "interference field," and any Spell that attempts to attack ordinary people directly with magic power will be dispersed by this interference field.]

[There are hundreds of books in the Mage Association explaining the theory of why magic cannot attack ordinary people, with various opinions, but you only remember this one.]

[At the same time, during these three years, the Falun Kingdom was in chaos.]

[Lida seized military power from Fentier, sat on the throne, and proclaimed himself King.]

[This rural youth, who survived back then because of a bowl of rice soup from you, has now become the King of the Falun Kingdom.]

[Fentier and a group of comrades with firm beliefs escaped the Royal City under the cover of the commoners.]

[Lida issued a wanted order; anyone who could provide information on Fentier would become a Baron. If one could kill Fentier and bring his head to claim the reward, they would become a Viscount, and if they captured Fentier alive, they would become a Count.]

[You do not care. Anyway, you are not from the Falun Kingdom; you are a citizen of the Dragon Kingdom, so what does this have to do with you?]

[Three more years pass. In these three years, you went to the Southern Continent, and the entire Southern Continent is under the rule of one Empire.]

[The Southern Continent is the most classless and also the most class-stratified, because everything in the Empire belongs to the Emperor.]

[At the same time, in these three years, lords from all sides in the Falun Kingdom rose up in rebellion to crusade against Lida.]

[They all raised a banner: "For the people of the Falun Kingdom!"]

[After three years, it was for the people of the Falun Kingdom, but those who died were also the people of the Falun Kingdom.]

[This year, Lida died, becoming the King with the shortest reign in the history of the Falun Kingdom.]

[However, he quickly ceased to be the shortest, because the new lord who took the Royal City proclaimed himself King once again.]

[Wars continued one after another, entangled endlessly.]

[The Falun Kingdom changed seven kings in these three years.]

[Three more years pass. You returned to the Northern Continent and began to study the magic left behind by the Devil King.]

[During these three years, Fentier led his soldiers from the south of the Falun Kingdom all the way to the north. At the beginning in the south, only eight people followed him, but when he reached the north of the Falun Kingdom, eight hundred thousand people followed behind him.]

[Hmm, you heard that right; it is eight hundred thousand people. Even back then, you only had sixty thousand followers. You must know that the entire population of the Falun Empire might not even be ten million, and after so many years of war, the population would only have plummeted even more severely.]

[All the people of the Falun Kingdom hoped that Fentier could become their King.]

[But on the high platform of the Royal City, Fentier told the people of the Falun Kingdom.]

["From today on, the Falun Kingdom has no King."]

[The Falun Kingdom was officially renamed the Falun Republic, and Fentier served as the first Chairman of the Falun Republic.]

[In the same year, you are fifty-five years old.]

[You have been in this world for eleven years.]

[Time passes so quickly. Thinking that this year, your daughter Lin Xier is already twenty-six years old.]

[If you had come to this world in your twenties, you might have been excited and perhaps would have even gone to find the Empire's princess to "study hard" with her.]

[But you came here at forty-four; your heart is not here.]

[You are Liu Ziyi's husband and also Lin Xier's father; time changes people.]

[Especially becoming a husband and then becoming a father.]

[You walk into the main hall of the Demon Kings Castle.]

[In these nine years, you searched for countless methods, but whether it was the Northern Continent, the Southern Continent, or the Central Continent, there was no teleportation Formation that could let you return.]

[Then only one method remains.]

[Everything in the Demon Kings Castle has decayed. The dark red patterns on the city walls have faded to grayish-white, like dried bloodstains, and even the Devil King's throne has white spiderwebs on it.]

[Except for the huge Formation on the ground in the center of the main hall, which is a teleportation Formation that the previous generation of the Devil King spent hundreds of years researching.]

[You drip blood onto the Formation; the Formation activates, emitting blue light.]

["Truly a Genius," you sigh.]

[This Formation can actually find people with the same blood as you and can perform targeted teleportation. Now, the emission of blue light means it has found them.]

[However, activating this Formation requires a massive amount of energy. You try to input spiritual energy into this Formation, and the edges of the Formation slowly begin to turn red.]

[You input about half of your spiritual energy, but the Formation has turned red by less than one ten-thousandth. Its original design was not intended to be powered by spiritual energy.]

[You know how to provide energy for this Formation.]

[You look toward the Devil King's throne, where spiders have already made a home. You slowly walk up, wipe away the spiderwebs, and sit on it.]

[You have long since learned the magic left behind by the Devil King and can use the spiritual energy within your body to replace so-called magic power to cast it.]

[You condense a magic staff with spiritual energy and tap the staff on the ground.]

[Inside the Demon Kings Castle, skeletal hands reach out from the soil, grabbing the air, pulling themselves out of a thousand-year slumber.]

[One, ten, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand.]

[This Demon Kings Castle, which had been silent for about ten years, once again echoed with sounds other than the wind.]

[These skeletons do not shout, do not roar, and there are no war drums. There is only the clicking sound of bone joints rubbing together, like millions of insects gnawing on wood.]

[Pairs of eerie green eyes look at you.]

["Go, seize energy for me!" you order, sitting on the throne.]