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Chapter 184 The Fall of the Emperor

Chapter 184 The Fall of the Emperor (Second update of 5000 words, please vote)

Before they could even get close, the puppet was completely destroyed as the living planet awoke.

Bing Tang opened her eyes and sighed, "How can the quality be so poor? It's a substandard product, Qinghua."

"Wow, Lady Bing Tang, that's so hurtful! It's clearly a makeshift puppet, and you said you were just going to take a look. It's bound to be flimsy!"

"As a true disciple, even a hastily made puppet should be indestructible."

"Don't force me, Lord Bing Tang... If I could really create indestructible magic puppets at will, what would be the point of Super Qinghua being a true disciple? I'd challenge the sect leader!"

"You have ambition. Tell the sect leader, and he will be very happy."

"No, no, no, I don't want to get beaten up..."

While chatting casually, Bing Tang seemed a little absent-minded.

After getting a little closer, she could see that the blurry figure did not seem to be human.

Could it be like the hibiscus within An Shiyu's body, a young and ominous remnant of an emperor's soul?
However, there are no magical girls in the Cursed Realm, and even the birth of Calamity Beasts is difficult. After all, Living Planet is the only S-class Calamity Beast here, and other Calamity Beasts that are born will be eaten before they have a chance to grow up.

Therefore, in theory, it is impossible for a remnant soul to exist.

Moreover, the awakening time mentioned by the Cursed Realm and the Incubator does not match.

According to relevant information from the Cursed Realm, they have almost never seen any calamity beasts.

The world of curses has been fighting against curses since the beginning of recorded history.

However, it's not entirely inexplicable. For example, during the awakening phase, the human side was completely wiped out by the calamity beasts.

The process of raising the monsters and nurturing them ultimately resulted in the birth of a living, planet-level S-class monster.

This S-class calamity beast devoured all other calamity beasts, and after falling into a deep sleep, it gave birth to humans.

Therefore, in the eyes of the people of the Cursed Realm, there is no moment of awakening; from the very beginning, there is only the curse of this S-class calamity beast.

Bing Tang flipped through the information Jin Cha had given her again.

The Incubators had conducted observations in various Old Worlds, and as the Cursed Realm was a rather special Old World, the Incubators had come into contact with the people there.

Because the Cursed Realm is indeed not a world of death [residue], even if the Calamity Beasts devour the entire world, the Cursed Realm can still generate energy and even emotions.

If we can fight the curse, this place can become a normal world for living.

Therefore, the incubators attempted to communicate with the cursed realm to guide the birth of magical girls.

But it ultimately failed.

There is no hope, and no miracles, in the realm of curses.

Because this world accepted the fate of death from the very beginning, but the Cursed Realm, which had given up hope, survived longer than other old worlds due to being devoured by calamity beasts.

So from this perspective, it's possible that because the world gave up resistance from the very beginning, there was no moment of awakening.

Because there is simply no power to resist despair and the monstrous beasts.

Bing Tang pondered, having previously harbored doubts about the will of the world.

But looking at the living planet before her, she could understand a little more about the so-called will of the world.

It's more accurate to say it's a conjecture derived by working backward from the result.

Because magical girls represent hope, while monsters represent despair, and when monsters achieve complete victory, or even completely take over the world, then the world has chosen despair.

The fact that not a single magical girl has been born in the Cursed Realm means that the world has never given humanity any hope from beginning to end.

Despair from beginning to end.

Even the incubator failed to guide it, and in the end, the incubator died in the Cursed Realm due to the curse, only sending the information back to the Disaster Management Bureau.

It wasn't until recently, when the Cursed Realm began to take action, that other incubators revealed relevant information after Jin Cha's investigation.

Regardless, the information provided by the incubators is not complete. Will the world become a breeding ground for S-class disaster beasts after it heads toward death?
This part of the information remains a mystery; one must explore these old worlds and the "remnants" on one's own.

To ensure the Sect Master's absolute rule for eternity, we must uncover the reasons for the world's death and rebirth...

The chill in the air had dissipated somewhat.

Bing Tang, who was sitting at the edge of the space, looked up.

She froze this spatial rift, although she could still see what was happening in the Cursed Realm.

But in reality, there was a layer of ice film separating them.

This layer of ice ensures that no curses will spill out of the Curse Realm, or that no evil spirits will escape.

From the very beginning, the sect leader intended to completely eliminate the Cursed Realm, so naturally he had to ensure that nothing went wrong.

However, the sect leader's magic was ultimately too exaggerated, especially when guiding the comet to crash into a living planet.

The magic burst through space and surged into the world beyond the North Sea.

Fortunately, Shion's magic was powerful enough, and the force it unleashed was extremely pure. Within the sect leader's magic, not only was there no curse, but not even a speck of dust.

After the comet struck, the sect leader's control over magic was also very exquisite, preventing it from overflowing again and disrupting the space.

But at this moment, cracks appeared in the ice membrane that sealed off the space, and it even began to melt.

Slender grass roots and flowers grow and even take root on the ice.

Using the magic within the ice as nourishment, it grows stronger.

Those grass roots even tried to burrow into the rock candy.

Qinghua suddenly stood up, and the usually cheerful girl now had a hint of fierceness in her eyes.

These guys not only wanted to steal Lord Bing Tang's magic, but they also wanted to control her.

court death!

A fierce wind howled behind her, instantly tearing apart the flowers and plants on the ice.

Flowers and plants spread around the wall, and Qinghua casually waved his hand.

The cold air instantly froze the flowers and plants.

Super Blue Flower and Yu Mo are the closest of friends. The two girls often play together and communicate a lot.

Therefore, for blue and white porcelain, the most familiar and convenient skill has always been Yu Mo's ability.

Secondly, there's the power of rock sugar.

The puppet she created for herself possessed both the magic of rock candy and the magic of Yu Mo.

Although neither can compare to the original, using both magics together naturally has its own advantages.

Bing Tang didn't turn around; she simply watched quietly as things unfolded in the Cursed Realm.

With Qinghua present, there was no need for her to personally handle this matter; her gaze remained fixed on the sect leader.

Seeing the sect leader transform into the Disaster Dragon mode, he was momentarily puzzled.

Perhaps the power of the Calamity Dragon is insufficient?
The power of the Disaster Dragon is at most at the peak of A-level, with new 2A and 3A levels above it, and it is quite far from S-level.

Until the sect leader sat on that golden throne.

Just as the Disaster Dragon was evolving, Qinghua had already cleared the entire independent space. The howling wind blew the ice shards into the spatial turbulence.

Another little bird, whose whereabouts are unknown, flapped its wings and prepared to leave.

It was caught by Super Blue and White Porcelain.

"No concealment, no magic, no mystery, such a clumsy, three-no product, even a monkey could see through it." Super Blue Porcelain let out a maniacal laugh like a villain.

"I've played with several figures, prize figures, BJDs, momo, FuFu, OB11, and Blythe, and I dare to lurk in front of Super Blue and White Porcelain."

From the depths of his voice, one could faintly hear someone shouting angrily, "Let go!"

The little bird quickly froze into an ice cube in her hand. Qinghua let go, and the ice cube fell to the ground and shattered.

Hearing the angry roar from the other end, Qinghua chuckled again: "Don't be impatient, you old-world country bumpkin."

"In the world of Super Blue and White Porcelain, you locals are nothing but shrimp."

He stepped on the broken ice and crushed it, and heard the angry roar from the other side turn into a scream.

Sensing the direction of the group, Super Blue Porcelain stretched out both hands and gave them two big middle fingers with a big smile.

"The Qingyun Sect will come looking for you one by one in the future."

"Just you wait. If even one of you gets away, I'll write my name backwards!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Bing Tang raised her hand and slapped him on the forehead.

"Ouch!"

The person who was slapped by Qinghua immediately squatted down and covered their head, "I, I, I just said something tough! Lord Bingtang, you don't have to suppress my spirit like this!"

"Who told you to give me the middle finger?" Bing Tang tapped her forehead two or three times with her finger. "If you're so uncivilized again, I'll break your finger."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just thought the atmosphere was just right..."

Then, feeling somewhat aggrieved, she said, "We can't just let them run rampant like this, can we?"

"Just a bunch of dead men."

Looking at the calamity dragon clad in golden armor, Bing Tang finally smiled, then clapped her hands, "As expected of the sect leader, even in this situation, he still prioritizes becoming stronger."

"As expected of the Sect Master, as expected of the Sect Master..."

Qinghua gave a perfunctory reply, only to be tapped on the forehead by Bingtang again. "Sit down and watch properly. If you're not going to watch, go back."

"I will definitely pay my respects to the Sect Master's glory! I'll be so worried about Yu Mo when I get back..."

Bing Tang glanced back at the traces left by the other old worlds and sneered.

In any case, they seem to be in a hurry.

Being in a hurry is the right thing to do.

Let them all become sustenance for the sect leader's ascension to the Great Dao.

After sending another message to Jin Cha, Bing Tang continued to admire the Sect Master's heroic figure.

……

If the Calamity Dragon wants to improve its rank, it can only do so by relying on external forces.

When he breaks through the threshold of the True Nascent Soul stage in the future, although he can greatly enhance the combat power of the Disaster Dragon, it is not the Disaster Dragon itself that becomes stronger, but rather he who becomes stronger.

For Jiang Si, who pursues perfection in all paths and enjoys practicing the "bucket" method, this is naturally unacceptable. Therefore, refining the Golden Throne into the foundation of the Calamity Dragon and pursuing the "Form Refinement Ascension Path" is indeed a good choice.

Just like this S-class calamity beast before us, it took the world as its womb and transformed into a nascent soul.

However, the womb is dead, and the so-called Grim Reaper is nothing more than a stillborn infant.

Like this heretical, false infant dragon, he is a crouching dragon and a phoenix chick, brothers in misfortune.

Jiang Si realized the potential of the Golden Throne the moment he first saw it.

It is a collection of certain desires, but it is not pure magic.

However, it was not the cursed magic of this living planet, but rather a clean, unclean magic.

A wish born of despair is realized in a pure way.

Right before my eyes lies the golden throne.

In other worlds, it should be a dark force, an aggregate of all desires, and an amplifier of negative emotions.

But in this desperate world, human desire shines with the most dazzling gold.

Even amidst such cruelty, they never gave up; their most primal desires were fueled by death and terror.

Yet it appeared so magnificent.

Naturally, she transformed into a calamity dragon.

He must ascend the throne using the very image of the initial tribulation!
It's not that the throne will test him, but rather that he will test the throne to see if it can bear the imagery of a great calamity.

Does he have the qualifications to become the source of his calamity dragon, using calamity to drive change and suppress destiny?
The throne did not disappoint Jiang Si, truly withstanding his test and transforming into a variable, beginning the fusion of man and scales.

When the throne of the God of Slaughter merged with the scales of the apocalypse, Jiang Si heard the cry of a baby.

He turned and looked.

That was before the birth of the Golden Throne.

Amidst the world's inherent curse, a girl was born who remained untouched by it.

Everyone was overjoyed and held the baby high, worshipping him as if he were a god.

However, apart from not being cursed, the girl was nothing special.

She cannot save anyone who is cursed.

When the girl first prayed for a miracle, she didn't hope to save everyone.

Instead, they hope not to disappoint others and thus be hated.

The girl, fearing abandonment, developed a strong desire, which attracted the incubator.

The white sacred beast told her that she was the only person in the world who could create miracles.

As long as she is willing to give everything for others, as long as she is willing to sacrifice, as long as her wishes are purer than others, her love can transcend despair and summon the miracle called a magical girl.

However, the girl couldn't do it.

In this hopeless world, no one told her what love was, no one could teach her how great it was to sacrifice for others, or how to find satisfaction in it.

This world is filled with selfishness, resentment, hatred, and sorrow.

She struggled in the mire of negative emotions, desperately trying to create miracles and hope that she had never seen or imagined before.

The incubator shook his head at her again and again.

That's not how it works. Even if you know you'll die, you should rush to save others. You can't be afraid.

That's not right. Why do you feel it's unfair? Don't feel it's unfair to sacrifice for others; you should feel satisfied.

Don't feel pain, don't feel sadness, don't struggle...

Negative emotions are not allowed.

Always keep smiling.

We must always create hope.

It should always bring happiness.

Because there is only despair and darkness here, we need you to bring double the hope and light.

Because you are destined to become a magical girl who rivals the world, your requirements will be even more demanding.

You are here to save the world, so you must bear the same immense suffering.

Don't give up until the very last moment, as long as you keep pursuing your goals.

Your personal reality will one day surpass the world...

However, she never got to live to see that day.

Finally, the incubator sighed to her:
"You can't become a magical girl."

"I was wrong. This world truly cannot give birth to magical girls. Even if you pass the trial of the mental realm, it is meaningless if you cannot transform into a magical girl."

"The curse has damaged my functions. Perhaps I'm infected, which is why I'm so desperate. But I can't imagine the possibility of you successfully becoming a magical girl, so let it be..."

Their last hope has vanished.

On the day the incubator died, she finally stopped suppressing her emotions and cried her heart out, so much so that snot bubbles came out of her nose. After crying, she laughed for a whole day.

He cried because he failed to achieve his goal in the end, and laughed because he was finally free from constraints.

They can live freely.

She was not cursed and had a long lifespan compared to others.

The girl spent some time turning the city that had once prayed to her for miracles and then hunted her down as an outcast into ruins.

Then, on those ruins, she built her own castle.

Over the long years, the girl, with nothing else to do, simply built the castle brick by brick all by herself.

The castle wasn't large, but it was magnificent.

More people then gathered near the castle, and the girl neither drove them away nor welcomed them.

However, those people worshipped her and supported her without a second thought.

And so she became the empress.

The wishes of the people gave birth to a miracle, and the miracle gave birth to a magical girl, as the former sacred beast had told her.

But in the end, she didn't know whether everyone's wishes would bring about a miracle. All she knew was that the wishes of all people rested on her shoulders.

She looked at the people living around her.

She looked at those desires that weren't so pleasant.

Even if there is nothing good, even if there is no hope.

But the girl still had a small wish.

The desire, embraced by all living beings, gave birth to a deformed seed, and from that seed, a throne was born.

That was neither a miracle nor something beautiful; it was the sum of all selfish desires, and something that the sacred beast claimed would never be swayed by external forces.

There was only filthy magic there, which nourished those negative emotions, and those negative emotions, in turn, swelled into even more filthy magic.

Until the greatest, most insatiable desire devours everything.

That came from the emperor's desires.

This is also the reason why the throne is stained golden.

All desires are made glorious by it, and all darkness shines because of it.

Magical girls cannot be born in this world, so if goodness cannot save them.

Then we'll plunder everything in the most greedy and brutal way.

She wants to take everything from this world.

Deprive them of their freedom, their wealth, their power, and all the curses.

It's not the magical girl's hope and happiness that makes her personal reality transcend the world.

Rather, it is in despair that one's purest desires emerge.

It allows one's personal reality to transcend the world.

Thus, her mental imagery eroded the world.

The golden throne is a curse that devours everything.

Driven by her insatiable greed, she dragged an S-class monster onto the gambling table, betting her own life on the possibility of a magical girl surpassing her being born into this world.

Without a doubt, she lost her gamble in the end.

Despite the opposition of the crowd, she stepped down from the golden throne and was taken by death.

The Golden Throne was sealed thereafter, and remains so to this day.

The calamity dragon opened its enormous, star-like crimson-gold pupils.

Its body, enhanced by the apocalypse and the Throne of Slaughter, is almost comparable to a shrunken living planet today.

The floating emperor stood beside him like an ant.

"Witch."

The calamity dragon spoke, addressing the floating emperor in this way.

"I'll accept your mental imagery domain."

"As a return gift."

The calamity dragon flapped its wings, and golden, scorching dragon breath burst forth from its mouth!

It pierced through the living planet in front of us!