The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 908 The Divided Empire

May I have your name……

Richard's spiritual message was very gentle, without a trace of authority. But in Tupat's eyes, the inquiry took on a completely different form.

"Are you asking for my real name right off the bat?"

As a cursed demon, and a cursed demon lord at that, he knew far too much about the spells that relied on his true name.

These techniques require different conditions, some easy and some simple, but their effects are all powerful without exception.

If many of these spells succeed, even the ruler of the world will become a slave.

Fear spread like wildfire through Tupat's heart; he longed to survive, but he did not want to become a slave.

Even if his master is a ruler.

No one understood the misery of slaves better than slave owners.

Seeing Tupat remain silent, a red light flashed in Richard's eyes. A barely perceptible energy fluctuation struck Tupat, instantly providing Richard with his physical data.

Upon seeing this, Richard was immediately filled with surprise.

The Cursed Demon is a peculiar creature, something Richard had heard about in the Natural Federation. But it wasn't until he saw it today that he realized just how peculiar it was.

In appearance, the cursed demon looks like a scarecrow, except that it has a huge eye on its chest.

If you go a little deeper, the internal flesh and blood structure of the cursed demon will be fully revealed.

All the straw roots are like tendons and veins of flesh and blood. These flesh and blood bundles are woven together and combined with the skeletal structure to form the body of the cursed demon.

But if we delve deeper, just like Richard's exploration just now.

That cursed demon is magical.

The body of the cursed demon may appear to be nothing more than a fantastical flesh and blood body, but in reality, this body is merely a byproduct of the cursed demon.

Similar to an eggshell.

In reality, a cursed demon is a pure soul creature entangled with mysterious forces.

The body they used was merely clothing to conceal their true form, or armor to protect it from harm.

“A wondrous creature, no wonder the Natural Federation calls them slave owners,” Richard said with great interest.

Pure soul creature wizards have encountered such creatures before. These types of creatures possess innately strong spiritual power, and talented individuals can even be born with the spiritual power of a limitless apprentice.

With a frail body and extraordinary mental strength, there is no doubt that this type of creature's initial path would be one of symbiosis or parasitism.

As their population grows, these creatures automatically become slave owners, enslaving superior beings as their spare bodies.

This is a matter of survival, and has nothing to do with the good or evil of a race.

The data from the investigation allowed Richard to determine that the cursed demon before him was in a state of extreme tension.

The true body of the cursed demon, hidden within its core, is trembling violently due to its problem, and even shows signs of physical collapse.

Richard scratched his head: "Am I that scary?"

However, he soon realized the problem.

Looking around, the complex energy light paths were clearly visible to him.

Although the ritual encountered problems, it was not interrupted, and the power of the ritual continued to converge on Tupat.

In other words, Tupat is still under the influence of the ritual.

Although he didn't know exactly what the ritual was about, Richard, with his accumulated knowledge, could tell that it was a way to enhance his spirituality.

This method is commonly found in divination and prophecy, and is considered a rare genuine element among curse-type witchcraft.

During such rituals, the person leading the ceremony will witness all sorts of bizarre and unbelievable sights. These sights are often symbolic and can strike the soul directly; without a strong will, it is easy to suffer a mental breakdown from seeing such terrifying things.

Clearly, Richard was a terrible thing.

Tupat immediately relaxed as he casually interrupted the ceremony.

The terrifying images slowly faded from his eyes, and reason regained control of his mind.

“Great Lord, my name is Tupat,” Tupat replied tremblingly.

Reason returned to its high ground, reminding Tupat of a fact: it was not easy for the Overlord to peer into the mind of the Lord of the World; whether Richard said his name or not would not affect what he could do to him.

“Then Tupat, I have some questions I need you to answer,” Richard continued.

"You can choose to answer proactively or passively. I hope you think it through."

Tupat looked at Richard and felt his whole body was somewhat out of control.

Is this a choice?
He said somewhat stiffly, "I will tell you everything I know, as long as I can."

"very good."

Richard smiled; he enjoyed talking to intelligent people.

"My question is simple: why did your offensive stop? Your war with the Natural Federation was progressing smoothly, so why did it suddenly halt?"

The ceasefire by the Cursed Demon Empire was abrupt, even though everything was going smoothly for them, and the Natural Federation had been so defeated that the World Tree itself had to be mobilized.

But overnight, all the upper echelons of the Cursed Demon Empire seemed to have been brainwashed and immediately stopped the war.

There must have been some huge changes that occurred.

Hearing Richard's question, Tupat felt relieved.

This is not a question that cannot be discussed.

"My lord, the reason for the ceasefire is very simple. The Prophet has fallen in the void. Without the Prophet's leadership, neither of the two emperors will submit to the other, so the war has stopped."

Upon hearing this reason, Richard was slightly taken aback. "What do you mean? You mean, the Cursed Demon Empire has split up?"

……

The ruling system of the Cursed Demon race is not static.

In the ancient past, the rulers of the cursed demons were the Senate, with elders from various regions ruling the mother world of the cursed demons.

The elders are the rulers of the world, so their lifespans are extremely long. In order to maintain their position, the elders are not only slave owners of other races, but also slave owners of cursed demons.

In that society, the elders were the most cursed of all.

But where there is oppression, there is resistance.

In that dark age of Senate rule, the first Cursed Demon Emperor was born.

To this day, no one knows how the first Cursed Demon Emperor rose to power. All the Cursed Demons know is that the first Cursed Demon Emperor led the Cursed Demons to overthrow the rule of the Council of Elders, united all the Cursed Demons together, and established the current Cursed Demon Empire.

Under the leadership of the first Cursed Demon Emperor, the Cursed Demon Empire emerged from its cradle and began to expand into the astral plane, forming the current Cursed Demon civilization.

However, just when everything was going well, the Cursed Demon King suddenly disappeared.

The Cursed Demon Empire fell into chaos because of his disappearance.

Ultimately, a disciple of the Cursed Demon King, whom the Cursed Demons called a prophet, quelled all the chaos and brought the Cursed Demon Empire back on track.

"So, in reality, the Prophet is the actual emperor of the Cursed Demon Empire?" Richard asked Tupat.

“Yes, Your Majesty,” Tupat said respectfully. “Both emperors were students of the Prophet, and they both followed the Prophet’s teachings.”

This is why we've been thriving all along.

Richard rubbed his temples: "But now that the Prophet is dead, the two Cursed Demon Kings have started fighting for supreme leadership."

"Yes."

"That's not a good situation," Richard sighed softly.

If the Cursed Demon Empire is complete, then there is only one empire, one collective, that he needs to persuade.

But now, the Cursed Demon Empire has split into two, and neither of them is willing to submit to the other.

This is a bit troublesome.

What he wants is not just a cursed demon empire, but also the ruler within the cursed demon empire.

It's easy to win over one side and attack the other, but this will inevitably lead to the downfall of the dominant power.

The ruler is not some Tom, Dick, or Harry; they won't obey Richard's orders just because you threaten them.

Moreover, the cursed demons are an exclusive race.

It remains to be seen whether he can win over either side.

If he makes a mistake and the divided empire reunites to deal with him, an outsider, things could get very bad.

However, just as Richard was troubled, he suddenly discovered a coincidence.

If you calculate the time, the time when the Cursed Demon stopped attacking was exactly the time when the Civilization Devourers entered the Astral Plane.

The prophet has fallen, and the civilization devourers have entered the astral plane... With such a low probability of these events happening together, was that prophet of the Cursed Demon Empire an ally of the previous Cursed Crown?
If that's the case, then there might still be a chance for things to turn around.

The words of the Sand Spirit Prophet flashed through Richard's mind.

They all have backup plans, so you can just go.

"I hope that prophet also left a contingency plan," Richard thought to himself.

Beside him, Tupat cautiously observed the ruler before him. Although Richard showed no change, Tupat inexplicably sensed a profound fluctuation within the ruler's heart.

"Could it be that this ruler and His Majesty the Emperor have made some kind of deal?"

Suddenly, Tupat saw Li looking at him.

"Little guy, which faction are you on?"

Which faction? Does this ruler intend to intervene in the emperor's civil war?

Tupat was startled by his own thought and quickly erased it.

"My lord, I am subordinate to His Majesty Wild Wind."

“Then contact him,” Richard said in a low voice. “Tell him the destined one has arrived.”

……

The world of the Cursed Demon Mother.

On the desolate plains, millions of creatures clashed, their battle cries and shouts shaking the heavens and the earth.

Behind them, the Mayan pyramids, glowing with an ominous green light, constantly shifted their runes. With each shift, something invisible to ordinary people appeared on the battlefield.

Although the civil war has not fully broken out, the war has already begun in the mother world of the cursed demons.

Deep in the plains, a massive Aztec pyramid, as large as a mountain, stands on the earth.

At the heart of the pyramid, a cursed demon with blood-red markings on its body is performing an ominous ritual.

Suddenly, a wave interrupted him, and also interrupted his ritual.

In the spiritual vision, a huge bone arm suddenly shattered, and the broken bones transformed into countless wailing, resentful spirits.

But the cursed demon ignored all of this.

He muttered to himself, "Has the destined one arrived?"

(End of this chapter)