Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 299 The Godslayer Lord is still alive!

Doesn't he know the consequences of doing this?

If this emperor were killed, the unified empire in the south would likely fall into internal strife, and the hard-won unification of humanity would be completely shattered.

Lord seemed to sense Celia's confusion. His gaze remained fixed on Leggett as he explained in a low voice, "He must die."

He paused, his tone unusually resolute: "Whether the Southern Unified Empire will fall into internal strife as a result, or whether the human race will be temporarily destabilized, these costs are acceptable compared to the threat of leaving him behind."

His gaze shifted to Celia, his eyes filled with undisguised killing intent: "From the moment he drew the Holy Sword and locked his target on you, his fate was sealed."

Upon hearing this, Celia was taken aback at first, but then a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

So that's why...

This man, who always considered the big picture and had many concerns, was so resolute this time because Leggett had touched his sore spot—his own safety.

A smile unconsciously crept onto her lips. She said nothing more, simply taking a half-step back and handing over the decision-making power entirely to Lord.

She knew that once Lord had made a decision, he would never change it.

Leggett, slumped on the ground, heard every word of their conversation.

When he heard Lord's chilling word "kill," his body trembled violently.

He looked up and saw Lord walking slowly toward him.

There was no exaggerated aura emanating from the other party, but their calm gaze was more terrifying than any action.

Leggett knew he was finished.

He was neither a powerful mage like his teacher nor a valiant warrior in the army. Faced with these two beings who could easily destroy his strongest legion and break through the capital's defenses, he had no chance to resist.

beg for mercy?

His dignity as emperor would not allow it.

curse?

That's meaningless and only makes it seem more ridiculous.

However, under the shadow of despair and death, a resentful and sinister thought suddenly surged from the depths of his heart.

He stared intently at Lord's excessively youthful face, which remained untouched by the passage of a thousand years.

Magic that can grant humans immortality is truly amazing.

Lord came up to him, and the two were so close that they could see each other's reflections in their pupils.

Just as Lord raised his hand, and the magic circle at his fingertips unfolded—

Leggett took a deep breath and used all his magic to cast an extremely simple, fast-casting, and wide-ranging amplification spell.

His frantic shout, like the final roar of a dying beast, instantly resounded throughout the entire capital, reaching the ears of everyone.

"Lord the Godslayer! He's still alive—!!!"

This shout was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up a storm in the hearts of countless people in the capital.

Lord?

That legendary god-slayer?
A hero who saved the world a thousand years ago?

Wasn't he long ago lost to the annals of history? How could he possibly still be alive?!
If he's still alive... what does that mean?
This means he has broken the limits of human lifespan! This means he may possess... magic that could grant humans immortality!!!

After shouting those words, Leggett seemed to have all his strength drained away, collapsing like a limp rag doll, but a twisted smile appeared on his face. He stared intently at Lord, his eyes filled with smugness.

I succeeded!
He will not escape death today, but the shocking secret he revealed before his death has already been spread far and wide.

As long as humanity's greed for life and power persists, and as long as there are people who fear death and yearn for immortality.

Therefore, the news that "the god-slayer Lord is still alive and may possess the magic of immortality" will become a sharp blade hanging over Lord's head!
Endless troubles and conspiracies await him in the future. Even though he was once a hero who saved the world and a powerful being who killed gods, he will ultimately be unable to resist the covetousness of the dying among the entire human race.

This is the true Leggett Ottoman, the final gift he gave to this god-slayer.

Lord paused slightly as he looked at Leggett's crazed smile, his lips twitching slightly. Then, the next second, a beam of energy pierced through the other man's body.

He truly hadn't expected Leggett to pull such a stunt before his death.

Although he had no intention of continuing to conceal his identity, it was indeed a bit troublesome to announce it to the world directly like Leggett had done, and he should choose a more appropriate time.

His actions immediately made everyone wonder why they could live so long, leading them to believe that they possessed some kind of magic that granted them immortality.

That's absolutely disgusting.

Unless I completely destroy the entire capital, this news will inevitably spread throughout the entire continent at an alarming rate.

But Lord obviously wouldn't do that.

Celia frowned as well, instantly understanding Leggett's malicious intentions.

If this news gets out, the consequences will be unimaginable.

She instinctively clenched her small hands and looked at Lord, knowing she wouldn't mind taking his place if needed.

She can still use the Divine Strike Magic twice more. Although it cannot completely destroy the capital, she still has Athos, which can release a confinement barrier to surround the entire capital and prevent anyone from escaping.

This way, the news can be completely blocked.

Otherwise, it would spread rapidly throughout the entire continent at an unimaginable speed.

Lord was silent for a moment, then shook his head at Celia, calming the elf's extreme thoughts.

Leggett's words did give him a slight headache, but it quickly disappeared.

After all, the power is in your own hands.

Lord is very strong, stronger than anyone else in the world.

Therefore, he is not afraid of any covetousness.

If necessary, he wouldn't mind killing any fools who didn't know their own mortality, thus completely dispelling their thoughts.

"idiot."

Lord looked at the lifeless corpse on the ground, which still wore an eerie smile, and uttered two words. He then activated the magic circle again, and a beam of annihilation light fell, completely erasing everything remaining in Leggett.

The palace returned to deathly silence.

But the capital, the entire Southern Unified Empire, and even the entire continent, were destined to be no longer peaceful because of Leggett's dying cry.

The news that Lord was still alive, and the possibility of immortality it implied, began to spread like an unstoppable plague.

Celia walked over to Lord, looked at the charred remains on the ground, and sneered, "Even in his dying moments, he still manages to disgust people."

“It’s alright,” he said calmly. “What’s meant to come will come.”

(End of this chapter)