The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 834 It’s all a misunderstanding
My king?

The response from Taral Peak caught even a shrewd and calculating ruler like Beelzebub off guard for a moment.

Could the Titan civilization be the kind of civilization that places great emphasis on bloodline inheritance?

Are the offspring of the Titan King always Titan Kings?

Beelzebub did not know this, because the information the Abyss gave him did not include these things.

He looked at Richard, a slightly sinister smile appearing on his ugly face.

"I misjudged you. I didn't expect that you, Lord Richard, were the one who was really speaking. I'm so sorry, so sorry."

As Richard looked at the Abyss Ruler before him, he saw a hint of disdain in Beelzebub's dim, yellow eyes.

He's too young compared to the Tarlar Peak.

Taral Peak noticed this disdain, which ignited a spark of anger within him.

Although Tarlar Peak was very humble in front of Richard, this did not mean that he was a very kind person.

On the contrary, Mount Tarlar is an extremely proud Titan.

He despised all races other than the Titans, and before the Devourer of Civilizations appeared, he was the most fanatical Titan in the Civilization War.

Even after he was baptized by the Civilization Alliance, his contempt only disappeared for the other members of the Civilization Alliance.

Beelzebub, a derivative creation of the Titans, an experimental subject, dared to disrespect the Titan King in his presence, which truly enraged him.

"That's normal. I'm too young. Compared to you all, I'm practically the same age as a newborn baby."

Richard did not react to Beelzebub's disdain.

The Abyss is a place where the strong are respected; it's normal to be looked down upon if you haven't fought a single battle.

They'll be fine after a beating.

Beelzebub's large mouth, perched on his belly, had a slight upturn at the corners.

"Then what does Lord Richard wish to discuss with us?"

“It’s very simple.” Richard stood up, a smile on his face.

"On behalf of the Wizard Civilization, I hope that the Abyss Civilization can cease hostilities with the God Civilization and join the Wizard Alliance formed by the Wizards to fight against the Civilization Devourers together."

Truce, Wizard Alliance, against the Devourers of Civilization...

Three keywords made Beelzebub's mind race. In the Abyss, a world that reveres the survival of the fittest, Beelzebub was a rare demon who had undergone spiritual evolution.

Therefore, compared to other demons, his mind is more useful and more flexible.

Almost instantly, he realized that the key point of the statement was fighting against the civilization devourers, and that Mount Taral beside Richard was most likely related to the fight against the civilization devourers.

"That's quite a rare thing. What exactly is this Civilization Devourer? Even you wizards can't fight it, and you have to drag us along with those light orbs to fight it."

"The origin of this thing is a bit complicated to explain." Richard's voice was calm and collected. "To summarize briefly, it is the cause of the extinction of previous civilizations, and the Abyss is the weapon that the Titans created to fight against it."

"Oh!? There are monsters like this?"

Beelzebub's face showed a hint of surprise, because Richard's statement was rather sensational.

The previous civilization was incredibly powerful; they even created the Abyss, the birthplace of the Abyss Demons. It would be understandable if they perished in their own wars, but to be destroyed by a monster is utterly incomprehensible.

“That is indeed the case,” Richard said calmly.

Beelzebub's dim, yellow eyes stared at Richard, his malevolent gaze, like that of a viper, seemed to see right through Richard's soul.

Richard remained unmoved; everyone was in control, and mind reading was out of the question.

“That’s a ridiculous claim,” Beelzebub said, “but that’s precisely why I believe you to be telling the truth.”

I can agree to things about the league, but a truce with those idiots is out of the question.

“Oh? You wouldn’t actually care about the deaths of those little guys?” Richard asked, somewhat surprised.

"Hahaha, you really know how to tell jokes."

Beelzebub burst into laughter upon hearing this, and his large belly trembled and made gurgling sounds.

"It is an honor for those little guys to fight for us. Their deaths are simply because they were not capable enough and wasted this opportunity to evolve."

“Then why not call a truce?” Richard asked.

"Because... I don't want to."

As he spoke, a chilling cruelty was revealed in Beelzebub's dim, yellow eyes.

"This war is a sacrifice to the abyss. Once the sacrifice begins, how can it be stopped? And why don't we destroy those people of light, my friend?"

Beelzebub looked at Richard, his voice full of seduction.

"Before, there were only two of us, so we were evenly matched with those guys. But now there are four of us, which is enough for us to wipe out those light orbs."

At that time, the abyss will grow stronger because of our victory. And we will grow stronger too.

The Abyss and its Ruler are interdependent; if one prospers, the other prospers, and if the other suffers, the Abyss suffers. The stronger the Abyss becomes, the more power the Ruler will gain from it.

This was of little use to Richard, as the power of the abyss was just one of many tools he possessed. But for a pure abyss ruler like Beelzebub, the abyss's power would make him powerful.

“The prospects are excellent, but I refuse.” Richard bluntly interrupted Beelzebub’s persuasion.

"The civilization devourer feeds on war, and our wars will become nourishment for it. Moreover, the advantage brought by three sovereigns is far greater than the slight blessing gained from conquering the gods."

“Then there’s nothing to talk about.” Beelzebub’s voice suddenly turned cold.

Richard smiled, his gaze toward Beelzebub carrying a hint of mockery.

"No, there's still room for discussion."

"Oh? What are you talking about?"

Richard parted the space and took out his Titan's Hammer.

"The conditions remain the same, but the way we're negotiating will change. The rules of the Abyss are that the strong are respected. Since you disagree with my views, then let's settle this with our skills." Before Richard could finish speaking, a crimson mist enveloped him.

This mist carries a terrifyingly potent poison; even a level six creature that comes into contact with it will instantly turn into a poisonous corpse.

Opposite Richard, Beelzebub waved his staff, and a continuous stream of mist poured from its tip, enveloping the entire platform.

A mocking smile played on his lips, and a constant buzzing sound emanated from his body.

If you listen carefully, you will find that these buzzing sounds are all collections of individual syllables.

"Just fight! Stop wasting time talking. What's wrong with you wizards, just like those orbs of light..."

Before Beelzebub could finish his mockery, his expression suddenly changed.

Although the thick fog kept pouring out from the staff, the blood fog on the platform was gradually thinning.

The fog seemed to have encountered a black hole.

“I’m talking to you because you pose no threat. Compared to Samael, you are not strong enough for me to resort to a surprise attack.”

Richard's voice came from the fog. As the fog thinned, Beelzebub saw the poisonous fog he had summoned continuously seeping into Richard's body.

Richard snapped his fingers.

The next moment, the blood mist vanished abruptly. Beelzebub's expression turned extremely grim.

He discovered that he could no longer use abyssal spells. Even those he had created were unusable.

Richard wore a mocking expression; he was the new Titan King, the one with the highest authority in the Abyss.

Beelzebub dared to flaunt the Abyss Spells, which can only be used through the Abyss.

“My lord, I request permission to fight,” Taral Peak said, bowing to Richard. “This fellow does not require your personal intervention.”

Richard nodded and returned to his seat.

"Then go ahead."

As he walked towards Beelzebub from the Taral Peak, his body grew larger with each step.

His life force field began to flow like water, and an almost inexhaustible power surged within him.

The material of this body contained a large number of Richard's own cells, and the elements that those cells carried were annihilated and naturally inherited by this body.

Although Taral Peak's physical condition is not as good as it was back then, his fighting ability is in no way inferior to his peak.

"Out of respect for a transcendent ruler, I will call you by your name."

The voice of the Tarar Peak was deep and resonant.

Beelzebub, are you ready to die?

boom!
Two streaks of light flew out of the World Tree, one after the other.

In the air, the two figures grew larger at the same time. Taral Peak was wrapped in lightning and black flames, and his whole body exuded an aura of perfection.

Opposite him, Beelzebub's belly opened wide, from which countless black flies flew out.

Although he could not use the Abyss spells, Beelzebub himself was a master of biotechnology.

These magical flies, which he had carefully cultivated, were originally intended for Samael, but now he had to use them ahead of schedule.

"You think you can easily defeat a Limit-Breaking Overlord by disabling Abyss Curses?! Keep dreaming!"

Beelzebub roared, his voice like a chorus of countless mosquitoes. All creatures that heard his roar were plunged into madness.

Even Richard was somewhat agitated.

Without a doubt, this sound is a form of psychological attack.

But the Tarar peak opposite Beelzebub remained completely unmoved by the sound.

He'd seen this kind of trick many times before.

"Fancy!"

Taral Peak roared, his voice like thunder, shattering Beelzebub's.

The next moment, he appeared before Beelzebub as if he had teleported. His clenched fist emanated an aura of destruction.

hum!
With a buzzing sound, the two enormous creatures suddenly vanished.

Li looked up at the sky, a hint of surprise flashing across his face.

"It actually triggered the abyss's self-defense mechanism, and was directly exiled to endless dimensions. I hope that punch from Taral Peak didn't actually kill him."

Although Beelzebub is a ruler who breaks limits, his main method is the Abyss Magic, which is forbidden by Richard, so he is basically paralyzed.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have released those demon flies that he planned to use against Samael.

In this situation, if Talar Peak gets serious, he could really kill Beelzebub.

However, before Richard could finish speaking, the two figures reappeared in the sky.

His condition was just much worse.

Tarar Peak had acquired some extraneous creatures, and its flesh seemed to be constantly mutating. But compared to Beelzebub, his injuries were nothing.

Opposite him, Beelzebub's aura had weakened considerably. His spiritual power had even dropped to the level of an ordinary ruler.

Taral Peak removed the demonic flies from his body and quietly returned to Richard's side.

"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."

Beelzebub also arrived on the platform at this moment, his ugly face filled with flattery.

He bowed awkwardly to Richard and said, "Haha, it's all a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding."

"A truce is wonderful; now is the time for us to unite against a common enemy."

(End of this chapter)