Man on the ark, forced to become king

But where does martial arts come from?

She was confident in her military strategy and tactics, and she was even more adept at scheming and plotting. But what good was martial arts, even if she had lived through hundreds or thousands of bodies and lived for thousands of years?

If you can't do it, you can't do it; if you can't do it, you can't do it.

She doesn't possess that kind of martial arts skill.

hum!hum!

Purple light vibrated the air, stirring up dust and sand. The invisible gravity in the general's hands was as responsive as an arm, pushing, pulling, springing, and dragging with unparalleled agility. His terrifying combat instincts made even the slightest movements crystal clear.

Once, twice, three times.

Koschke felt that compared to the enemy in front of her, she was like a toddler learning to speak, far weaker, clumsy and full of flaws!

The stark reality of death constantly assaulted her spirit. If it happened a few more times, this wisp of her consciousness would likely be completely annihilated here, turning her into a mere puppet, a road sign.

This is a dead end!

No matter how hard Kosiché thought, he couldn't find any way to break the deadlock.

Unless, her true will arrives.

The black serpent's magic is not omnipotent; even the evil gods roaming the earth must abide by established rules.

Finding a suitable shell and then occupying it—it sounds simple, but it's actually quite difficult.

The world is full of diverse races, and not everyone can withstand the aftereffects of magic. Simple destruction and reconstruction cannot obtain the full power; they will only result in a rotting corpse that is not long for life.

Therefore, rituals are necessary.

The chosen one undergoes a special ritual transformation, and then consciousness is infused into him. Once the ritual is complete, Koschl will allow that wisp of spiritual will to devour the chosen one's soul, or rather, merge with it.

After the fusion, Koschche was able to completely control everything about that body.

Strength, memory, and potential remain completely intact.

At that time, she was Koschke, but she was no longer Koschke.

They share a single memory, living under the colossal shadow of the Black Serpent, connected yet different.

If you had seen a hundred Koschkes, you would know that she has a hundred faces, each one like an independent person.

Therefore, there are different levels of skill among the 'Kosich's'.

Clearly, this Chernobog nobleman's body possesses an exquisite appearance, enough to easily gain trust, but the power it wields is minuscule; even if used to its fullest extent, it can accomplish nothing.

—Only this one.

The so-called Black Serpent is an evil god born from Ursus itself, and naturally it is not as weak as its clone.

If her true form were to arrive, Koschche was absolutely certain that this battlefield of memories would not be able to stop her.

Kazdel's Demon Lord is a nuisance, but that's all.

If she runs fast enough, there's no way to keep her here in Ursus unless the Demon King is willing to unleash his full power.

The premise is that the original body will come.

To be fair, Koschke didn't want that to happen. When the clone's consciousness was erased, the golden power that man possessed would extend into the original body, and that would take time.

However, once the real body arrives, it will be found directly by the other party, and what will happen afterward is completely unpredictable.

However, this is something that can happen even if she doesn't want it to.

As she said before, the 'disappearance' itself represents a certain message.

hum!

Ripples spread through the air.

Kosichrie's body was chopped into pieces again, then reassembled. This time she didn't move as the terrifyingly large blade came down, freezing right in front of her.

The wind and sand, the shadows of the trees, the trembling weapons—everything stopped in an instant, as if a stop button had been pressed.

Memories are frozen here.

Lin Lu ignored Koschche, who was lying limp on the ground, and focused her gaze on the side.

It's just a clone, there's no need to care about it anymore, because...

The rightful owner has arrived.

……

In the eyes of the Ursus, Grand Duke Kosichrie lived in her territory, in that city where the masters changed one after another, but they all seemed to be the same person.

It is unclear when exactly, but the legend of 'the immortal Koschke' began to circulate among a small group of people.

Immortality is the hallmark of the evil god's authority, Koschl. Countless versions of her exist on the vast ice plains, but even the very few who know the truth are unaware of the location of her true form.

Perhaps, such a monster doesn't even have a physical form.

All the 'Koschke' combined make up the real her.

In fact, such a guess is of course wrong.

In the words of the ancient Yan state, it means that all things change but their essence remains the same, and everything has its origin.

Everything that exists on earth, even eternal and immortal gods, needs something to rely on to exist, and the immortal black serpent is no exception.

His true form exists within 'Ursus' itself.

Therefore, He can travel freely within the territory of Ursus.

The disappearance and reappearance of a clone represents a signal to Koschche—a signal called a variable.

When His gaze falls upon this place, it is as if He has descended upon it.

Ordinary people cannot see His existence, but Theresa can. Not only can she see Him, but if she so desires, she can even imprison Him within.

However, she did not make a move. Instead, she quietly watched a certain spot in the air where a serpentine black shadow, invisible to the naked eye, was silently swirling. If one did not know its true nature, no one would think it was a deity.

That's not true at all; at best, it can only be considered a part of Koschek's limbs.

"The Demon Lord of Kazdel".

It was as if countless voices overlapped, their bewitching power spreading quietly, only to vanish with a casual glance from Theresa.

The black snake, in its shadow form, has no visible expression, yet it conveys a sense of caution.

He carefully considered his words before finally speaking: "This is Ursus territory, and you seem to be out of place here."

"I'm here, what can you do about it?"

After shedding the burden of Kazdel, his long-suppressed nature was liberated.

The leader of Babel, the king of Kazdel, wouldn't speak like that, but Theresa would, and not only that, she would be incredibly irritating.

"I can come whenever I want, is that not allowed?"

"This……"

Black Snake was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

What can I do?

He really had no way to help.

Forced expulsion?

If they were to actually fight, it's hard to say who would drive whom out. In the realm of the spirit, He has little confidence that He can defeat Kazdel's demon king.

Those are the kings who have stood at the pinnacle of the earth since ancient times, passed down through generations. If they were to unleash their full power, they would be almost on par with gods.

So, do nothing?

If that's the case, what's the point of Him coming? Just to take a look?

Admittedly, He doesn't care about such trivial matters as saving face, but to retreat like this would be too embarrassing.

Most importantly, He still cannot determine what is wrong with that body. His aura still lingers on that body, but His consciousness seems to have entered another man's body.

While he was pondering, the black snake suddenly sensed something was wrong. A wisp of pale gold color had somehow crept up a corner of the snake's shadow!

This is? !

Her first reaction was to banish and obliterate it. However, a crystal representing the power of the Demon King appeared out of thin air. Theresa raised an arm and gently pressed it down. The pressure of her mental domain was like a mountain, binding it to the spot.

My vision shattered, and in an instant, the world had changed.

In the Red Sand Battlefield, Kosch, who had collapsed under the Shattered Star General's blade, turned into fluorescent light and scattered, merging into the suddenly appearing snake shadow. The snake shadow twisted and turned into Kosch's appearance.

"I see."

The black snake exhaled, a bitter smile on its face. Everything was displayed before its eyes through its memories, causing its heart to tremble.

No wonder this clone was in such a strange state; now I understand.

People were looking for Him, and He just delivered himself to their door... Koschche never imagined that such a foolish thing would happen to him one day.

Tallulah...

Is there... another world?

After a moment's thought, Kosiché knew what he had to do.

Providing Talulah's location doesn't necessarily mean she'll be taken away. There's so much that can be done about this, especially since this is Ursus.