Man on the ark, forced to become king

Standing next to Theresa, Lani thoughtfully examined the almost crazed crystal behemoth, feeling as if she had seen something similar somewhere before.

“Leave Him to me.”

Princess, whose interest had been waning for some time, gently waved her hand. In an instant, the world changed, and a full moon that occupied half the sky quietly appeared.

Cold, deathly silent, dark...

As the dark moon descended, the cold intensified all the crystalline structures, rendering them incredibly fragile. With just a little force, they crumbled into fine powder.

If the giant beast's abilities are a natural counter to Theresia, then Lani's Dark Moon Descent is a natural counter to her.

In the absolute silence and cold night, the crystalline structure constructed by the authority was utterly vulnerable and would shatter at the slightest touch.

Lani doesn't even need to use any other offensive spells to easily crush them.

The power that can assimilate objects into crystals may seem terrifying, but it is meaningless to beings of the same or even stronger level. It only appears powerful when it bullies the weak who can be affected by the power.

Furthermore, Lani herself can also use the same type of crystal magic, which is a spell created by the academy's magicians through research on the power of the Crystal People, and is similar to the power of the behemoth.

If necessary, Lani could even use the descending Darkmoon Realm to strip the behemoth of its control over those crystalline structures and turn them into her own magic.

As for how he did it...

Don't ask, it's just magical.

In short, the majestic crystal behemoth was completely outmatched by Lani, with no chance of resistance whatsoever.

"Hiss... Where did you find this big shot? Is that... Princess Theresa?"

On the shoulder of the black-armored demon god, Warfarin gripped Kal'tsit's clothes tightly, her eyes filled with disbelief.

She patted the armor beneath her, then looked at Theresa standing calmly not far away, and felt as if it were all a dream.

Wasn't it rumored that Princess Theresa was nearing her end?

Based on the timeline, the frequent use of the Demon King's power is indeed about right.

But what's going on now?

Is he nearing the end of his life? What dying person could so easily mobilize such a vast amount of power?

This Demon King is clearly still alive and kicking!

With that kind of strength and that kind of performance, who would believe she's dying? That's just fooling people.

Who spread this rumor? If you're so bold, say it again in front of His Majesty the Demon King.

His head was knocked askew!

There was another powerful figure who was even more outrageous. He conjured up a huge moon with a wave of his hand and fought the behemoth deity as if he were beating his own son. She had never even dreamed of such a scene before...

When did Kal'tsit, who keeps quiet, get to know such an important person?

That's absolutely outrageous!

No wonder he stands here so calmly; he's got nothing to fear!

"...Don't tear my clothes."

Kal'tsit opened her hands from her chest and let out a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the Golden Tree is incredibly efficient in terms of support speed, no matter how far the distance.

She was truly unafraid of death; dying here wouldn't be a big deal for her.

But Warfarin is different; she doesn't have the blessing of the Golden Tree, so how can she be resurrected after death?

Now that Theresa and Lani, the two top combatants of the Golden Tree, have arrived, there's no need to worry anymore. This field mission can be declared a complete success. The only minor flaw is that Warfarin lost both of her lower legs, which will need to be repaired with the help of the Golden Tree afterward.

However, being able to survive the resurrection of a god is already extremely lucky; how could one ask for more?

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Outside Shangshu City, on the Eighteen Peaks, Ling was already dead drunk, lying on the stone table in the pavilion, sleeping very carefree. His clothes were disheveled and casual, and his two long, straight legs were draped over the edge of the table, which could be described as a glimpse of spring.

Judging from her demeanor alone, one could tell that this table was probably her bed.

Even Ling, who has a pretty good alcohol tolerance, got drunk like this, so Lin Lu was naturally overwhelmed as well. The two of them drank and chatted happily in the pavilion on the mountaintop, without even a single dish, but they consumed a lot of alcohol. No one could stop them from drinking like that.

However, he cheated today, using some tricks at the end to wipe away the effects of the alcohol.

It wasn't exactly intentional; we just had to check because news came from the Golden Tree.

"Huh? Kal'tsit is in trouble? A deity has resurrected?"

The golden leaf in her hand shattered and scattered, and the message imprinted on it was reflected in her mind. Lin Lu was somewhat surprised, and then looked at the crystal ball that had been kicked to the corner of the pavilion.

He had considered the possible methods his mad second brother might use, but he hadn't expected them to move so quickly.

No wonder he suddenly went berserk; it turns out he had already taken action.

That's incredibly efficient; what a great person!

Thanks to him, the Golden Tree gained another deity. After capturing it, the Golden Tree was given authority to analyze, and its body and soul were used as fertilizer. It was quite pleased with itself.

As for whether Lani and Theresa can resolve this...

There's no need to even think about it; how could two against one possibly lose?

That's not possible.

But just to be on the safe side, should we provide some more support?

Lani and Theresa can definitely defeat a newly awakened deity, but it's uncertain how long the fight will last. After all, deities possess considerable immortality, making them quite difficult to capture.

"Then use this."

After a moment's thought, Lin Lu stroked her chin, reached into the void, and a triangular black greatsword was drawn out of thin air.

Most of the weapons and equipment stored in the Great Blessing can be used by anyone, with only a few exceptions.

Those weapons and equipment acquired through the memories of demigods are theoretically 'bound equipment' that have been bound to a master, and no one else can use them except for him, not even Lani and Melina.

The only way to lend it to others is for him to activate it with his own power, granting a time-limited 'temporary use authorization' before it can be lent out.

If it's used to deal with gods, Maricus's black sword is undoubtedly the best choice.

So Lin Lu thought about it for a moment and chose this weapon. She sent it to Lani, and taking care of a god wouldn't be a problem.

"what?!"

His casual grabbing of the sword had no effect; Ling, who was fast asleep on the stone table, was instantly awakened by the aura of the black sword, becoming completely sober and lucid.

In her perception, a power fluctuation that terrified even the gods suddenly appeared beside her. The mere presence of that power gave her a sense of impending death, a feeling she had never experienced in a thousand years. How could she possibly sleep?

Therefore, she immediately jumped up from the table, looked around warily, and a dragon-shaped lamp staff appeared out of thin air and landed in her palm.

"Sorry, did I scare you?"

Her movement reminded Lin Lu of the drunken god beside her, and she felt a little embarrassed.

The predetermined death contained within the black sword is far stronger than that of the black blade, and its deterrent power against the gods is self-evident; it was indeed his oversight.

"Kind of."

Ling nodded, and after noticing that the sense of crisis he felt was coming from the greatsword in Lin Lu's hand, he breathed a slight sigh of relief, and the lamp staff in his hand turned into light and shadow and disappeared.

If it's my own brother-in-law, then there's nothing to be afraid of.

"This...this is your weapon?"

However, driven by curiosity, she still asked a question.

Such a weapon was something she had never seen before in her long life; it seemed to have been created from the very beginning to subdue the gods.

How could such a weapon exist in the world? Who forged such a sword specifically to kill gods?

Unbelievable, unimaginable.

"I suppose so. This is a sword that can slay gods. Your second brother has already made his move. As the saying goes, it is impolite not to reciprocate. Since he has offered up a god, I will not be polite."

"..."

She wasn't quite sure what kind of underhanded tricks her second brother had used this time; at this moment, all her attention was focused on that 'God-Slaying Sword'.

Even she felt a little apprehensive about the weapon, which was specifically designed to kill gods.

No wonder Lin Lu never took the age issue to heart. With such abilities and such weapons, why would she need to fear someone who is older?

No need, absolutely no need.

With power that is no less than that of a god in his prime, coupled with a weapon specifically designed to kill gods, what god in the world could be a match for such a combination?

We can't beat them; there's no way we can beat them.

If Sui really revives, Ling even thinks Lin Lu might just stab him to death with a single sword strike.

It's terrifying, so terrifying. Both the sword and the people are terrifying.

Nian and Xi really did find a golden thigh.

Only someone like this can truly be called carefree...

"Don't worry, sister. My weapons will not be used against my own people."

Lin Lu smiled slightly and casually tossed the greatsword in her hand into the void, allowing it to return to the Great Blessing.

He was too far from Kazdel to make a direct move, but Melina should know what to do; this little thing wouldn't stump her.