Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 515 The Crimson God Who Pierces the Night

Everyone watching the live broadcast heard King Fern IX speak. They were all silent at first, then their anger erupted like a volcano, as if it would blow the dome off.

"Madman! Coward! Tyrant!"

"That mad king Fern should be infamous for eternity on the pillar of shame!"

"Fern, I'll fuck you!"

Vulgarity is an unavoidable vice in taverns. Mercenaries and soldiers watching the live video of Hada in taverns across the seven kingdoms cursed and swore, using all sorts of crude and vulgar slang. But at this moment, their targets were all of one mind.

All they understood was that this madman was actually preparing to welcome an evil god to destroy the world.

What madness and weakness this is! Even prostitutes who can spread their legs for two or three copper coins are tougher than this guy.

Originally, thanks to the propaganda surrounding the Three Kingdoms period, this tyrant already had a bad reputation among the people, and only a few thugs would worship him. But now even the thugs despise him, at least they are not cowards.

Li Wei stood on the dragon's head, the night wind blowing fiercely, making his robes flutter loudly.

“Fern.” Li Wei’s voice was not loud, but it clearly carried throughout the silent Chambord Square, echoing in the ears of every one of the Seven Kingdoms through the Alchemy Disc: “The only choice under despair, a tragic hero who is willing to sacrifice everything for the ‘greater good’—it sounds like you still want the world to understand you, or even sympathize with you?”

King Fern IX spread his arms wide, his face contorted with a martyr-like fanaticism: "I need no understanding, much less sympathy! I only need success! History will be written by the victors, and when I have saved the last spark of humanity, posterity will naturally understand my greatness!"

"Salvation? I think you've been completely insane since you took the throne." Li Wei punctured the other's self-pity without hesitation. "You call letting wolves into the house and willingly sacrificing countless lives 'salvation'? Fern, from beginning to end, you've just been trying to find a fig leaf to cover up your own fears and ambitions!"

He pointed at Fern, his words like knives, peeling away the other's elaborate excuses piece by piece:

"You say you've worked diligently to improve the country and sought the help of the gods? But what I see is your militarism, your tyrannical rule, and the impoverished state of the Persian Gulf Empire, while the nobility remains as extravagant as ever! You say you love this land? But what I see is you personally pushing your warriors and your people into the abyss, using their flesh and blood to nourish your so-called holy seed! You've cooperated with those demons of the abyss, giving away your territory to these guys, leading to the current situation where demons roam freely throughout the Persian Gulf Empire!"

"Look at your feet!" Li Wei's voice suddenly rose, becoming increasingly imposing without being angry: "Look at this city of Hada! Look at the land outside the city, soaked in death and resentment! Countless demons are rampaging outside the city! Is this the path to survival you've chosen? Paving the way for your own survival, or rather, that of a small group of people, with the despair and death of countless others?!"

Outside the city, bones littered the ground; inside, a life of decadence and debauchery reigned—this was the most accurate description of the capital of the Persian Gulf empire.

“What do you know! You haven’t seen the darkness that devours stars! You haven’t experienced that absolute, irresistible power! Before that great being, we are not even dust!” The monarch of the Persian Gulf Empire said with a pious expression.

“Precisely because we may be unable to resist,” Levi slowly rose from the dragon’s head, Sersne beneath his feet letting out a low, threatening dragon roar, “that is why we must not bend our spines! To place our hopes on the mercy of the destroyer? What civilization has survived by begging for the butcher’s pity?”

"You don't understand! You just don't understand!" The monarch of the Persian Gulf Empire seemed to have heard something ridiculous, laughing so hard that his whole body trembled, naturally revealing the madness that came from his very bones and soul.

"Originally, according to the wishes of Your Majesties, you were to be brought back to Debe for joint trial under the watchful eye of the Goddess of Holy Light, but now there is no need for that."

With a metallic scraping sound, the sword slowly emerged from its sheath.

"Your dying words have proven you are worthy of the execution."

Which monarch wasn't surrounded by a forest of guards? Let alone assassination, even getting close to them was extremely difficult.

This Persian Gulf monarch was surrounded by hundreds of golden-sword warriors, dozens of highly skilled fire mages, and outer rings of Persian Gulf royal guards.

But now, upon hearing their own emperor admit to what he had done, for the first time, a wavering appeared in the eyes of these valiant warriors.

"Do you bunch of bastards want to go to hell with this coward? If not, get out of my way!" Li Wei coldly looked at the group of Gulf people below.

This blatant contempt made the Persian Gulf warriors blush. From beginning to end, this dragon knight hadn't taken them seriously at all; he was far too arrogant and rude.

Unfortunately, Li Wei didn't give an order. He snapped his fingers, and Sersni didn't hesitate any longer. Black dragon breath swept over them directly.

The black dragon breath, like a burst dam of the Styx, poured down with terrifying power to annihilate everything.

Wherever it passed, the Persian Gulf Royal Guards who tried to form a defensive formation, along with their shields engraved with magical runes, were instantly corroded, leaving not even a scream.

Loyalty and folly are often separated by a fine line.

After a brief moment of hesitation, many more warriors and fire mages were stirred by the devastating attack, their fighting spirit, or rather, their instinctive obedience to the accumulated power of the monarchy. These men, who were able to protect the king, had long since come to value the king's life more than their own.

They roared, burning with life and magic, their various spells and blood energy crashing against Sersne and Levi like a waterfall flowing backwards.

But in the face of absolute power, numbers seem so pale.

All living things beneath the dragon's breath were crushed into a pool of acid by this pure power, including Fern IX.

This monarch also possessed epic-level strength, but compared to a legend, or rather, a dragon legend, he was utterly insignificant.

Perhaps the Temple of Kanupas possesses legendary magical items or artifacts capable of withstanding a dragon, but the temple goddess was still lost in thought, clearly unwilling to unleash a devastating weapon to save a madman attempting to destroy the world.

But the matter is clearly not over yet.

In the dark, curtain-like sky, fluffy, cotton-like clouds melted away quickly, like the first snowflakes under the sun.

To everyone's astonishment, the bright moon in the sky slowly transformed from a white egg to a blood-red color, as if it had been soaking in blood for three days and three nights.

It seemed as if a giant hand was pulling at our vision, and the moon in the sky seemed to grow larger and larger, with the craters on it getting closer and closer to our eyes, as if we could reach out and touch this blood moon.

A blank stare filled the world. The holy, cold moonlight was instantly washed away by the red halo, and all that remained in the world was a blood-red expanse.

At this moment, time has been forgotten by the world.

"Sir, we are too late."

Just then, Bernard, Muslim, and Ansuna arrived late from the palace.

The Muslim's voice was heavy: "When we found it, the sacred seed that King Fern IX spoke of had already blossomed, and we also saw the body of the high priest of the Temple of Kanupas."

As if to confirm his words, the entire city of Hadar suddenly trembled violently.

Under the crimson moonlight, countless cracks appeared in the ground, and thick, sticky, crimson vines burst forth from the soil, dancing wildly. They quickly grew into a main stem hundreds of meters tall, with a flower bud about to bloom on its head. Following closely behind were two identical plants, one azure blue and the other purple, both resembling vines in shape.

The temple goddess finally came to her senses, her face ashen. "His Majesty Fern is using his own death as a final sacrifice!"

"What's meant to happen will happen eventually." Li Wei took a deep breath.

He had discussed this with Bernard and the others beforehand, and they would draw attention from the front while they went to the back to investigate whether Fern IX had any conspiracies or schemes.

Now it seems that since the other party is so confident in my arrival, they must have been prepared long ago.

The sky was like a piece of silk cloth held by an invisible giant hand, suddenly torn apart by a torrent of elements sweeping out from the center of a blooming flower bud.

The crack was extremely dark, with a chilling emptiness, like a fist-sized black spot appearing on a white canvas.

A viscous halo of light, a mixture of light and shadow, flowed along the edge of the crack. An indescribable sense of oppression, like a tangible tsunami, crashed down, as if a great being was squeezing into this small world.

The air froze, the sound vanished, and even time seemed to slow down under this oppressive force.

In the square of Champagne, people from all over the seven kingdoms who were watching through the Alchemy Disc felt as if their hearts were being gripped tightly by an icy hand, and their breathing became extremely difficult.

Ordinary people in Hada City who faced this great being collapsed to the ground, while many others trembled in fear, like lambs facing their natural enemy, with fear surging from the depths of their souls overwhelming all reason.

That is an absolute, despairing gap on a life level.

Queen Savina trembled violently, and would have almost collapsed to her knees if not for the support of her maids. The temple goddess's staff clattered to the ground, but she seemed oblivious, staring blankly at the torn sky, her lips trembling, yet unable to utter a single syllable of prayer.

Even Sersni, hovering in the air, suddenly narrowed her usually domineering vertical pupils and let out a low dragon roar mixed with vigilance and unease.

Only Li Wei, standing on the dragon's head, still stood tall with his spine straight.

His black hair danced wildly in the increasingly violent and chaotic elemental tides, his robes fluttered in the wind, and his face was extremely solemn, but his cold eyes remained as sharp as stars, fixed on the crack in the sky, without the slightest hesitation.

The cracks are widening, slowly, yet unstoppably.

Li Wei wanted to intervene, but his legendary intuition told him it was useless. The opponent had already torn a hole in space, and unless he also knew spatial magic, there was no way to stop it.

Through that void, one could vaguely see that what lay beyond was not pure darkness, but a starry sky.

In this starry sky, a ferocious giant eye, like that of an ancient monster, filled the entire rift and suddenly opened.

Its very existence distorts the laws of the surroundings, altering the real world.

He...has come...the Devourer of Gods...Atticus...

"Roar--!"

Sersni let out a deafening dragon roar, forcibly dispelling some of the pervasive fear and waking countless people from their mentally compromised state.

Li Wei took a deep breath, the breath seemingly carrying the sound of wind and thunder, suppressing the discomfort caused by the terrifying pressure in his chest.

Boolean! Boolean! This is too Boolean!

The lord had to admit that the pressure from the other party was unprecedented, seemingly even more terrifying than that of the Abyss Prince.

This is a difference in the level of life!

No wonder he's the evil god who scared Fern into sacrificing the entire material world with just one glance; he's got some skills!
However, Li Wei noticed an interesting detail: no matter how much Fern boasted before, this so-called god still only had one vertical pupil standing in the sky.

It's like someone poking a hole in the screen window from the outside, only able to observe what's inside with their eyes, but unable to get in themselves at all.

With the power of a god, tearing through space and traversing countless planes is just the most ordinary ability. After all, even a Planeswalker who is not a god can do this, so it is not difficult for a god at all.

Conversely, the fact that the other party cannot enter indicates that the material world is not as simple as imagined, like a prostitute that anyone can come and go as they please.

I smelled a delicious aroma that would delight me.

In the void, the crimson elements that gathered formed ancient characters, shining brightly against the dim sky.

No one recognizes these ancient symbols, which are as ancient as the deity himself, and come from an unknown cosmic dimension.

But strangely, everyone could understand its meaning.

The blood-red vertical pupils in the sky slowly rotated, finally settling on Li Wei.

To my surprise... your soul exudes a unique fragrance.

You are not a god, but your soul is still a feast for me!

A greedy glint flashed in his blood-red vertical pupils, and the air in the entire city of Hada seemed to freeze. Countless people trembled under his gaze, and even breathing became difficult.

This god was exceptionally arrogant, not even glancing at Sersni and the others, focusing his gaze solely on the lord.

Whether it's a dragon or a thunder giant, these top-tier magical creatures will treat those they recognize as powerful with respect, while those they deem weaker will be regarded as mere reptiles and won't even get a second glance.

Clearly, in the face of this god-devourer, everyone else is probably not even as good as a reptile.

“Obislach!” Levi suddenly sneered, breaking the suffocating atmosphere. “What are you pretending to be? If you could really get in, you would have already squeezed in. Why would you be wasting your breath talking to me here?”

These remarks stunned everyone.

Even Bernard and the Muslim couldn't help but worry about the lord's audacity.

This is a god! Although it's an unknown evil god, it's still a genuine god!
(End of this chapter)