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Chapter 208 Crowning as King
In any case, Merlin's extraordinary strength is undoubtedly a great thing for humanity.

Countless people rejoiced as Tiamat transformed into the moon and disappeared into the sky.

Apart from Prince Edward, who has already betrayed the human cause.

Boom! !

In the holy city of Jerusalem, the magnificent Tower of Babel, tens of thousands of meters high, collapsed rapidly after losing the support of Tiamat.

Prince Edward's heart sank upon seeing this.

Despite being humans who helped Tiamat descend to earth, they received immense blessings from the mother goddess.

According to the current international classification of extraordinary levels, each of them has reached the B-level standard, and unlike those so-called new humans like Rahm, they haven't lost their minds and are only filled with love and obedience to that Mother Goddess. It can be said that they have ascended to the heavens in one step!

But now
Looking at Merlin's sword strike on the screen, which seemed capable of piercing through a planet, Prince Edward was as flustered as he had been excited.

Especially after losing their connection with the Mother Goddess, these damned Rahm spontaneously gathered here.

With such a large target, Prince Edward, putting himself in Merlin's shoes, realized he would never let them get away with it!

Moreover, Merlin is a magician skilled in prophecy, so they probably have no way to hide from him.

Done
After racking his brains but still unable to find a way out, Prince Edward looked anxiously at Lord Dio in the room.

The other person was casually toying with the Black Grail he had retrieved, a faint smile on his strangely handsome face, seemingly unconcerned about his current situation.

"No need to rush, Edward. I, Dio, never do anything I'm not sure I can do."

"Tiamat's failure was expected; it was part of the plan all along."

"ah?!!"

Edward and the others in the room were all taken aback; they were all subordinates that Dio had recruited recently.

“That Mother Goddess still loves humans too much.” Dio said coldly, “She was already on the verge of losing her mind, but she still instinctively sealed most of the power within her body. She was also injured by Longinus, the spear that slays the gods. Of course, she couldn’t defeat Merlin.”

"After all, according to the secrets I learned in the Knights Templar, this legendary mage from ancient Britain was the only person in Western history, besides King Solomon, to subdue the Warp Chaos Demon and make its power his own."

"King Solomon, the Great Demon of the Warp."

The secrets revealed by Dio left Prince Edward somewhat dazed.

Since being transformed into a vampire, he has also read extensively about the myths and histories of various countries, as well as various books on mysticism.

Of course I know who King Solomon Dior was talking about!

That was the greatest king of ancient Israel a thousand years ago, a great being who, according to legend, possessed wisdom bestowed by God and was able to command seventy-two demons.

So the records in those Jewish books are actually true?
This King of Wisdom can indeed command the seventy-two demon gods, and he is a being called the Warp Chaos Demon, but what is the Warp?
For a moment, countless questions arose in the minds of everyone in the room.

However, Dior clearly had no intention of answering their questions one by one.

He rose and looked out the window at the completely collapsed Tower of Babel. Thick, black mud, filled with spiritual pollution, spread in all directions, leaving the holy city devoid of any living beings except for them and those so-called 'new humans'.

Pain, resentment, despair.
Various negative emotions lingered over this holy city.

There couldn't be a more perfect time!!
“Gildre, let’s begin. Since the British love King Arthur so much, let’s bring their ‘king’ back.”

Dio's eerie smile was etched on his bewitching face as he tossed the Black Grail to a black-robed subordinate behind him.

"It is my pleasure to serve you, Lord Dior."

A middle-aged man dressed like a black wizard placed his hand on his chest and bowed, performing a very standard aristocratic gesture.

The distinct French aristocratic accent that was immediately apparent when he spoke caught Prince Edward's attention.

He wasn't very familiar with the people Lord Dio had brought, but the name 'Gilderey' sounded somewhat familiar.

However, Edward soon had no time to think about these things.

No wonder this Gildre is dressed like a dark wizard; he's definitely got some skills.

Under his guidance, an extremely large and complex magic circle quickly appeared on the ground of the Israeli Prime Minister's residence.

Besides the Black Grail, there was also a piece of wood with very uneven edges placed in the center of the magic circle.

"It looks like it was broken off a table!"

The question had barely formed in Prince Edward's mind when a low, hoarse chanting of incantations began to echo in the room.

"Silver and iron, the cornerstone of patricide. The cornerstone and the rebellious duke, built a wall before the descending wind. The four gates are closed, and he emerges from the crown, galloping swiftly on the kingdom's road."

"The destroyer of Libra! The crimson lightning of Camlann! The calamity of Britain!"

"You shall manifest yourself with the eyes of chaos and delusion."

As the ceremony proceeded, the Black Grail, located in the center of the magic circle, emitted a powerful suction force.

Like a mudslide, the viscous black mud that had already submerged most of the holy city was all sucked into this seemingly small black holy grail and turned into fuel.

Besides these, there are also negative emotions such as fear, apprehension, and despair.

All of this combined to create a massive anomaly above the holy city: a colossal ice-crowned fortress forged from ice, magnificent, splendid, and eerie.
Compared to it, the ice palace built by Ragnar, the Viking king, on Iceland suddenly seems small and insignificant, much like the difference between the Korean royal palace and the Forbidden City in Beijing.

As time goes by, the phantom image that was originally an illusion is gradually solidifying.

People in cities surrounding Jerusalem can feel the temperature dropping rapidly.

Many Middle Easterners who had just fallen asleep were suddenly awakened by the cold, sat up in bed, and stared at the sky outside the window in surprise and confusion, completely bewildered as to what had happened.

And governments around the world, which have more intelligence than them, certainly know who is behind this.

"Dio!!"

Is this guy crazy?

Tiamat has been expelled.

Instead of trying to escape, he dares to cause trouble so blatantly?!
"Could it be that because Tiamat was defeated by Lord Merlin, they are worried that they will not be able to escape, so they are trying to create another problem?"

During the online meeting, some people tried to put themselves in the shoes of these 'crazy people'.

"How can it be."

This statement was quickly refuted by others: "Even the Mother Goddess Tiamat is no match for Lord Merlin, so who else could be?"

The British official, who had been speaking with such confidence, suddenly stopped halfway through his sentence, staring at the satellite images being played with a look of disbelief.

In the scene, there is a figure who looks exactly like King Arthur, sitting high on the frozen throne inside the Icecrown Citadel.

"That's...King Arthur?!"

"No, it's the rebellious knight Mordred!!" A unique figure, completely unexpected by high-ranking officials from many countries, appeared in the online conference room.

Regardless of what they had been doing before, everyone stood up and greeted him respectfully.

"Lord Merlin."
"This is merely an avatar of mine; please do not be so formal."

Her gentle and clear voice instantly soothed the tension of everyone present.

They discovered that this legendary mage seemed more approachable than they had imagined.

Because his country is very close to Jerusalem, the Palestinian president, who was so anxious he was practically bubbling with worry, mustered up the courage to ask what was going on.

You should know that in just this short time, the average temperature in their country has dropped by about ten degrees.

If this continues, things will get really out of control.

Putting aside everything else, their country's already meager grain production may be completely ruined.

"This was my oversight," Merlin said with a hint of helplessness. "I left the Tower of Infinity for too long in order to expel Tiamat, which gave those warp gods an opportunity to take advantage of the situation."

"The Tower of Infinity?!"

Besides subspace, they encountered another new term they didn't understand.

As if sensing their doubts, Merlin pointed, and despite it being an online meeting, all the high-ranking officials suddenly felt their consciousness detach from their bodies and rise higher and higher.

Finally, they escaped Earth's atmosphere and even the material plane, arriving in an incredibly strange mirror world.

Strange, multicolored lights; terrifying shadows hidden in the darkness; a decaying, withered planet.
The scenes were so unimaginable that they left these high-ranking officials from various countries, who considered themselves to have seen the world, speechless with shock.

"This is the subspace, a mirror dimension of the real universe, composed of the emotions, souls, and psychic energy of intelligent beings. It is filled with chaotic energy and its spacetime rules are disordered. The so-called celestial convergence is the convergence between the real universe and the subspace."

"And that is the projection of our Earth in subspace."

As Merlin finished speaking, the macro-perspective of high-ranking officials from various countries was brought closer, and a familiar blue planet appeared in their sight.

The planet they had lived on for generations was many times larger than it appeared in reality, and countless divine rays of light surrounded it, forming illusory images of gods whose specific features were indistinct.

“That is God Jehovah.”

"That is Buddha."

"That's Anubis, the god of death."

"Those are the Nine Tripods of the East."

That's the Japanese Inari deity.

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The high-ranking officials, who had privately studied the myths of various countries, looked at each one one by one.

Some myths match, while others don't.

For example, the Indians who often boast about how powerful their gods are are actually empty and have nothing there.

The illusory images of gods on the African continent also have a very dim light.

"This this"

Gazing at this unforgettable scene, the leaders of various countries have lost count of how many times they have been shocked today.

What shocked them even more was Merlin's subsequent explanation.

"These are the Earth gods that still exist after the last war of the gods. Only with them can the Earth be protected from the large-scale erosion by the evil gods of the subspace."

"But some smaller-scale operations have to rely on ourselves."

As Merlin finished speaking, above the enormous Earth projection, a strangely shaped white tower and a misty immortal mountain piercing the clouds, one on the left and one on the right, simultaneously shone with astonishing brilliance.

"That's the Mount Shu that once appeared in Tokyo, so the one on the left is the Tower of Endless."

They've been shocked countless times today.

It wasn't until their consciousness left that strange space and they were shaken awake by their subordinates that these high-ranking officials gradually came to their senses and began to understand what was going on.

Clearly, Lord Merlin's status is far more important than they imagined!
It is highly likely that he will assume the role of guardian of the Endless Tower.

The purpose of telling them all this was naturally to make them understand the seriousness of a subspace invasion of Earth!
"Therefore we must strike hard."

The Palestinian president, who is usually a very minor figure on the international stage, might not even be qualified to attend this meeting if the incident hadn't occurred within his own territory.

At this moment, recalling the terrifying scenes he had witnessed in subspace, the president became so frightened that he became somewhat incoherent, shouting that it would be best to use nuclear bombs to bomb the holy city of Jerusalem.

This idiotic suggestion was, of course, ignored by everyone.

If it were anywhere else, it would be fine, since they've already personally met God. Who would be crazy enough to issue an order to bomb the holy city of Jerusalem?

Moreover, whether doing so will be effective is another matter.

"Let's proceed according to Lord Merlin's plan. His true form is currently in the Endless Tower, stopping Mordred's Scourge army from getting any closer to our world."

"What we need to do is to provoke this rebellious knight, so that she will come to our world as soon as possible, regardless of the consequences, and deplete her strength as much as possible."

"What suggestions does Lord Merlin have on this matter?!"

He said his pet, Nine Lives, had a talent for being infuriating, so he asked her to write a poem.

Soon, after some discussion, the high-ranking officials from various countries looked at the long string of words projected onto the screen with strange expressions.

Someone read them aloud in a low voice.

"My son, from the day you were born, all the Kings of Britain have whispered this name: Mordred."

My child, I proudly watch you grow day by day, becoming an embodiment of justice. Remember, we have always ruled the kingdom with strength and wisdom. And I know that you will use your great power cautiously.

But true victory is the one that inspires hope in the people.

One day, my life will come to an end.

And you will be crowned king!

Considering that this rebellious knight instigated internal strife and murdered his father, indirectly leading to the downfall of the ancient British kingdom.

Many high-ranking officials looked on with strange expressions, nodding sincerely and sighing, "That Miss Nine Lives really has a talent for being infuriating; her cursing is so vulgar."

"Then let's all follow this procedure."

"Let everyone read it a few more times. That rebellious knight, who is so obsessed with his 'father,' will not be able to resist."

(End of this chapter)