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Chapter 198 I think you're willing to sacrifice yourself too, right?

The chilling aura made everyone present feel a chill, as if an invisible giant wave was surging in, about to engulf them all.

"Oh no, the main force of the demons is here!" Xia Ling's expression turned solemn. He quickly looked around, searching for the best way to deal with the situation.

The Emperor knelt before the altar, feeling the surge of power within him, a mixture of fear and a strange excitement coursing through his heart. He knew that at this moment, he was not merely a symbol of a nation, but a warrior about to face the challenge of demons.

"Director Xia, what should we do?" The Emperor's voice trembled slightly, but he tried his best to remain calm.

Xia Ling took a deep breath, her gaze resolute: "Your Majesty, please maintain your connection with that power. I will use talismans and the power of the shrine to set up a sealing array. When the array is activated, you will need to infuse your inner power into it to assist in sealing the demon."

The Emperor nodded. Although filled with uncertainty, he knew he had no way out. He closed his eyes, focusing intently on the power within his body, preparing to face the challenge to come.

Xia Ling then busied himself, quickly setting up a magic array within the shrine. Talismans danced in his hands, seemingly alive, landing in various corners of the shrine along specific trajectories. Each talisman emitted a faint glow, intertwining to form a complex energy network.

As the magic circle gradually took shape, the atmosphere within the shrine became even more tense and solemn. The ancient totems seemed to be infused with new life, radiating a dazzling light that illuminated the entire shrine as if it were daytime.

Just then, the shrine gate was suddenly smashed open by a powerful force, and a group of demons surged in like a tide.

They come in all shapes and sizes; some resemble enormous beasts, while others look like twisted humanoid monsters.

Their eyes were filled with greed and a bloodlust, as if they wanted to devour everything in the shrine.

"They're here!" Xia Ling shouted, leaping swiftly to the altar to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Emperor. The talisman in his hand shone with dazzling light, as if ready to meet the demons' attack at any moment.

The demons roared and charged toward Xia Ling and the Emperor, but just as they were about to reach them, Matt brandished his staff and led his priests to meet them.

The chilling aura made everyone present feel a chill, as if an invisible giant wave was surging in, about to engulf them all.

"Oh no, the main force of the demons is here!" Xia Ling's expression turned solemn. He quickly looked around, searching for the best way to deal with the situation.

The Emperor knelt before the altar, feeling the surge of power within him, a mixture of fear and a strange excitement coursing through his heart. He knew that at this moment, he was not merely a symbol of a nation, but a warrior about to face the challenge of demons.

"Director Xia, what should we do?" The Emperor's voice trembled slightly, but he tried his best to remain calm.

Xia Ling took a deep breath, her gaze resolute: "Your Majesty, please maintain your connection with that power. I will use talismans and the power of the shrine to set up a sealing array. When the array is activated, you will need to infuse your inner power into it to assist in sealing the demon."

The Emperor nodded. Although filled with uncertainty, he knew he had no way out. He closed his eyes, focusing intently on the power within his body, preparing to face the challenge to come.

Xia Ling then busied himself, quickly setting up a magic array within the shrine. Talismans danced in his hands, seemingly alive, landing in various corners of the shrine along specific trajectories. Each talisman emitted a faint glow, intertwining to form a complex energy network.

As the magic circle gradually took shape, the atmosphere within the shrine became even more tense and solemn. The ancient totems seemed to be infused with new life, radiating a dazzling light that illuminated the entire shrine as if it were daytime.

Just then, the shrine gate was suddenly smashed open by a powerful force, and a group of demons surged in like a tide.

They come in all shapes and sizes; some resemble enormous beasts, while others look like twisted humanoid monsters.

Their eyes were filled with greed and a bloodlust, as if they wanted to devour everything in the shrine.

"They're here!" Xia Ling shouted, leaping swiftly to the altar to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Emperor. The talisman in his hand shone with dazzling light, as if ready to meet the demons' attack at any moment.

The demons roared and charged toward Xia Ling and the Emperor, but just as they were about to reach them, Matt brandished his staff and led his priests to meet them.

Just as the demons were about to pounce on Xia Ling and the Emperor, a deep and mysterious voice suddenly echoed within the shrine. It was like an ancient incantation, or a whisper from the abyss, piercing through the noise and chaos and striking the Emperor's heart.

"Your Majesty, the blood of gods and men flows in your veins, you are the supreme ruler of this land. Why should you confine yourself to this small magic circle, to associate with mortals, and to fight against the demons who should be your subjects?" The voice was full of temptation, as if it could see into the deepest desires and fears in the Emperor's heart, trying to arouse his endless yearning for power and strength.

The Emperor's mind went blank for a moment. Guided by the mysterious voice, the power within him began to stir, as if trying to break free of its restraints and respond to the call from the abyss. His eyes began to flicker, reflecting both fear of the unknown and a yearning for that unknown power.

"No! I cannot be tempted!" the Emperor roared inwardly, trying to concentrate and resist the temptation from the outside world.

The Emperor's mind teetered on the brink of collapse under the allure of that mysterious voice. The power within him seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, stirring restlessly and yearning for release.

His eyes flickered with complex emotions—a mixture of longing for unknown power and fear of potential consequences.

"Your Majesty, unleash your power and rule this land with us, make demons your subjects, and make humanity tremble at your feet!" The mysterious voice rang out again, like the whispers of a demon, echoing incessantly in the Emperor's ears, attempting to further erode his will.

The Emperor's body began to tremble slightly. He seemed to see himself standing at the pinnacle of demons, with all people submitting to him. That sense of supreme power filled him with longing.

At this critical moment, the Emperor's body suddenly leaned forward, as if he were about to rise and respond to the call of the mysterious voice.

However, at that moment, Xia Ling reacted quickly. He had already anticipated that the Emperor might be tempted, so he had made preparations in secret.

Xia Ling swiftly pulled a talisman from his robes, which shimmered with an unusual light. Ancient runes were inscribed on the talisman, radiating a reassuring power. He chanted incantations, and the talisman traced a graceful arc in the air before firmly affixing itself to the Emperor's forehead.

As the talisman was applied, the emperor's body trembled violently, as if frozen in place by an invisible force, unable to move any further.

The mysterious voice suddenly disappeared at that moment, and the atmosphere inside the shrine returned to calm.

The Emperor's eyes gradually cleared, and he breathed heavily, as if he had just woken from a nightmare. The talisman on his forehead flickered with a faint light, seemingly providing him with continuous protection and strength.

"Thank you, Director Xia." The Emperor's voice carried a hint of gratitude and lingering fear, and his gaze toward Xia Ling held a newfound trust and reliance.

Xia Ling nodded slightly, saying nothing, but focusing even more intently on what lay ahead. The demons did not cease their attack despite the Emperor's wavering; they continued to roar, attempting to break through the defensive line formed by Matt and the priests.

Matt brandished his staff, each strike accompanied by a deafening roar, repelling the demons charging at the forefront.

However, the number of demons was simply too great, and they surged in like a never-ending tide, making the priests' defenses increasingly strained.

"Chief, we must activate the magic circle as soon as possible!" Matt shouted, his voice echoing within the shrine, tinged with urgency.

Xia Ling took a deep breath and looked firmly at the Emperor: "Your Majesty, please prepare yourselves, the magic array is about to be activated!"

The Emperor nodded, then closed his eyes again, focusing all his energy on feeling the power within his body.

As his breathing gradually became deeper and stronger, a powerful energy began to surge within him, as if ready to erupt at any moment.

Xia Ling quickly moved to the center of the magic circle, formed hand seals, and chanted incantations.

As his incantation rang out, the magic circle began to emit a dazzling light, and the ancient totems seemed to be activated, starting to rotate and release powerful energy.

The atmosphere inside the shrine became unusually tense, with everyone holding their breath as if the air itself had frozen.

Just then, Xia Ling shouted, "Seal, activate!" As his shout fell, the light of the magic array instantly reached its peak, and then transformed into a huge beam of light that shot straight into the sky.

At the same time, the Emperor's power was fully unleashed, and he suddenly opened his eyes, which flashed with a dazzling light.

This power resonated with the beams of light from the magic circle, forming a powerful sealing barrier. The demons roared as they tried to break through the barrier, but their attacks were deflected upon contact with it, as if they had crashed into an invisible wall.

"We did it!" Xia Ling shouted, a relieved smile spreading across his face.

With Xia Ling's shout, the entire shrine was enveloped by a strong energy fluctuation.

The sealing barrier formed by the magic array and the power within the Emperor's body acted like an indestructible barrier, firmly blocking the surging demons from entering.

The demons roared and struggled, trying to break through the seal. Their claws drew sparks across the barrier, but no matter how hard they tried, they could not budge the seal in the slightest.

Some demons even began to twist and deform because they could not withstand the power of the seal, eventually turning into wisps of black smoke and dissipating into the air.

The Emperor opened his eyes and looked at the sealing barrier before him, a complex expression on his face. He felt both fortunate and relieved to have survived this crisis.

I was also shocked, shocked by the power and mystery of the force within me.

"Director Xia, have we really succeeded?" The Emperor's voice carried a hint of uncertainty.

Xia Ling smiled and nodded: "Yes, Your Majesty, we have succeeded. This sealing barrier will forever seal these demons beneath this land, preventing them from ever wreaking havoc on the world again."

Matt walked over, his face covered in sweat, but his eyes gleaming with victory: "Chief, we did a great job. Now, the people of this land can finally live a peaceful life."

"Matt, have some of your priests continue to guard this place and ensure the safety of the seal," Xia Ling instructed.

"Yes, Director," Matt replied respectfully.

Then, Xia Ling turned to the Emperor: "Your Majesty, although this crisis has been resolved, we still need a divine descendant to serve as the core of the formation here."

You are the most suitable candidate; for the safety of the island nation's people, you must make this sacrifice.

"What?"

The Emperor was stunned. He thought everything was over and he could go back to being the high and mighty Emperor.

But what did Xia Ling say? He had to stay here as the core of the formation for the sake of the island nation's people?

Are you kidding me!

He is the Emperor, the supreme monarch of the island nation!

It should be the island people who sacrificed for him, not him for the island people!

The Emperor's face instantly turned ashen. He glared at Xia Ling, his eyes seeming to spit fire. He could no longer maintain his composure and majesty, his voice trembling with rage as he roared, "Xia Ling! How dare you be so disrespectful! I am the Emperor, the symbol of the island nation! To leave me in this dangerous place as the core of the formation is an insult and a desecration!"

His voice echoed within the shrine, filled with boundless anger and resentment.

The Emperor's body trembled slightly with anger. He pointed at Xia Ling, as if he wanted to unleash all his fury on this person who dared to challenge his authority.

"Do you know how much dignity and power you are making me lose by doing this? As the Emperor, I should be revered and worshipped by all people, not trapped in this dark and gloomy place, associating with those filthy demons!" The Emperor became more and more agitated as he spoke, his voice almost tearing the air in the entire shrine.

Although the Emperor's face was contorted with rage and his curses grew increasingly vicious, Xia Ling's expression remained unchanged.

"Your Majesty, even if you are so angry, it will be of no use. You can only stay here forever. But don't worry, we will take care of your country."

The Emperor was furious upon hearing this and prepared to get up, but he couldn't move. He then tried to continue cursing, but couldn't utter a sound.

"Rest assured, your country will serve as our tool. Just kneel here peacefully and apologize to the southwest on behalf of your ancestors!"

The Emperor's terrified expression had barely appeared when Xia Ling and the others had already left, followed by eternal darkness!

(End of this chapter)