Spellcasting Gods

But now, with the increasing prosperity of magical power, we have shaken off the shadows of the past and invented countless spells and weapons that can kill gods. There is no need to continue clinging to those rigid rules.

Moreover, the reason why the Shadow Guard is currently united is simply because their numbers are too small.

Imagine if their membership expanded to three, four, or five digits, would everyone still obediently follow one person's orders?

Do not!

of course not!

They will split!

It would have all sorts of ideas and factions, just like we do now.

By then, Parliament can infiltrate the Shadow Guard and truly transform it into a sharp weapon against our enemies.

"You mean... condoning their expansion of the Shadow Guard's size and influence?" The senator's eyes widened as if he had heard something outrageous.

"Yes! Times have changed! From the moment those two boys appeared, our civilization has faced new opportunities and challenges. I know some of you oppose me, hoping I will taste the bitterness of failure and relinquish my power. But have you considered whether the person who went to take me away is capable of making the right judgment in such a complex situation?" The Speaker's sharp gaze swept over those whose faces either wore disdain or indifference.

Interestingly, for some reason, these people all remained silent, neither expressing any opinion nor offering any strong rebuttal.

They seem to have already decided that no matter what the speaker does, it will inevitably fail in the end.

Instead of wasting energy arguing and fighting now, it's better to patiently wait for the outcome and then clean up the mess.

……

Meanwhile, the Shadow Guard leader, now holding the title of pardon, had returned to the deep underground, tens of thousands of kilometers away from the expeditionary force camp, and said in an extremely cold voice to a few expectant companions: "Rejoice, my brothers and sisters."

Those idiots in parliament finally handed this thing over to me.

Now, all you have to do is spread the message to every member of the expeditionary force, according to the plan.

I want to see how long he can hold onto power without the support of the people.

When he steps down in disgrace and Parliament descends into chaos and power struggles, that will be the day we return to the center of power.

Thousands of years of anger! Suppression! Silence!

They will all erupt like volcanoes in the near future!

Facts will prove that we are the leaders who can shoulder the glory and responsibility and lead the entire people forward.

Chapter 1381 The Time Is Ripe

Conformity refers to the phenomenon where individuals are influenced by the behavior of others and exhibit behaviors that conform to public opinion or the majority in their perceptions, judgments, and understanding.

As a member of a group, very few people can maintain absolute calmness and independence, and not be influenced by others or the environment around them.

The entire expeditionary force camp erupted in unprecedented jubilation as the council and the speaker announced their pardon for the alien boy who had caused a horrific catastrophe on their home planet.

Everyone, whether intentionally or unintentionally, is engaged in heated debates and even personal attacks, hoping to find out exactly what made the higher-ups take such a crazy and foolish action.

Especially in this disaster, a highly respected member of parliament was killed, and not even a complete body could be preserved.

No one realized that the mastermind behind the scenes had quietly left after achieving their goal, leaving the mess for the council to deal with slowly.

Although the Darents' characteristic rationality prevented the protests and debates from escalating into riots, as the saying goes, once the seeds of distrust are sown, they will one day bear the fruit of betrayal.

……

On the other side, the two boys who had taken the Anyat queen hostage had now completely taken control of the buildings in the very center of the holy city.

In this place that was once filled with a large number of servants and guards, there are now only three people left, and those who were originally responsible for taking care of the Queen are only allowed to enter briefly each day when feeding and cleaning.

It has to be said that this feeling of being in the enemy's lair, constantly having to be on edge, is really not a good one.

To prevent the Queen from making any underhanded moves, the two had to take turns ensuring that one of them was always alert and closely monitoring the Queen's every move, including the spiritual energy she occasionally emitted.

Feeling exhausted and drowsy from chronic sleep deprivation, Luke involuntarily yawned and asked without turning his head, "So, how far along is the plan? Can't we leave this damn place yet?"

"Don't rush, be patient, it'll be done soon," the boy replied, rubbing his temples in return.

"Patience? That's what you answered when I asked you a week ago. Come on, at this rate, we'll be killed by those damn guards outside before those Darrents even come knocking on our door." Luke rolled his eyes in annoyance.

Although the Queen has been very cooperative these days, she has not shown the slightest sign of disobedience.

But he dared to swear on his own head that, given the slightest chance, this "queen" with her unusually large lower body would not hesitate to kill her and reclaim her freedom.

Even more terrifying, due to sleep deprivation, the two began to be affected by the Queen's omnipresent spiritual power, and her image would even occasionally appear in their dreams.

This is definitely not a good sign!

If this continues for a long time, there's no guarantee that the other party won't suddenly invade your mental world at any time.

Just as the boy opened his mouth as if to say something, the queen, who had been resting with her eyes closed, suddenly opened them, staring intently at the far right corner of the hall, and shouted loudly, "Intruder! Help! Help!"

"Intruders?!"

Luke's nerves tightened instantly, and he stood beside the Queen as quickly as possible, while also glancing at the entrance leading outside.

In less than a minute, a large number of fully armed guards swarmed in.

For a moment, even the air seemed to freeze.

"Who? Who's there!" the boy asked cautiously, squinting his eyes.

However, judging from his actions, it seems that he was guarding against these heavily armed guards rather than unseen intruders.

God knows what kind of orders the Queen issued through the mental network.

Perhaps this whole thing was just a farce, a show used to test their reactions.

But the boy quickly dismissed his guess.

A slender, dark figure slowly emerged from the dimly lit corner, smiling as she said, "Relax, don't be so tense. I'm not the enemy. I'm a member of the Shadow Guard, here on the leader's orders to deliver a message: the time is ripe."

"The time is ripe?! Are you sure?!" Luke's eyes widened, seemingly unable to believe what he was hearing.

“That’s right! This is your pardon statement. Next, the leader expects you to act according to the established plan. In return, here is a part of the secrets about the stone pillar, which I can give you first.” With that, the shadowy figure threw over a stone covered with densely engraved symbols.

Unlike the symbols on the stone pillars that require a lot of time to decipher, these symbols, although never seen before, immediately transform into an abstract concept that can be understood as soon as a finger touches them.

It goes without saying that this is a magical reading technique, created from the moment it was created so that more people could read and understand.

The boy clearly wasn't interested in reading the inscription on the stone at the moment, and replied directly, "Understood! We will proceed according to plan. But there's a condition: if we find our lives threatened, we will definitely choose to escape immediately."

"Of course! This is your right and freedom. Also, please don't be so hostile. We operate in a completely different way from the parliament, and you will soon realize that."

As he spoke these words, the shadowy figure displayed extraordinary excitement and agitation, as if victory was already within his grasp.

Soon, with the departure of this member of the Shadow Guard, the hall returned to its previous tranquility.

The guards who had rushed in also slowly withdrew at the Queen's instruction.

Once everyone else had left, the Queen asked in a meaningful tone, "Who was that intruder? And what is the Shadow Guard? It seems your relationship with the Darents is far more complicated than I anticipated, isn't it?"

"Ah! Our relationship is indeed a bit complicated. But you don't need to worry about that; we'll handle it ourselves." The boy pursed his lips, a half-smile playing on his lips.

As the saying goes, might makes right!

He now holds the other person's life in his hands, so he naturally doesn't need to be as careful as he would be on their first meeting, nor is he obligated to answer any questions the other person might ask.

In contrast, Luke was more interested in the mysterious stone. He snatched it and frantically searched for the massive amount of information stored inside.

It took him about ten minutes to recover from his concentration. He grinned and muttered to himself, "Oh—this is truly incredible information..."

Chapter 1382 Escape

Origin has always been a secret that countless civilizations in the universe have been trying to figure out.

Generally speaking, any intelligent race that evolves from barbarism to civilization will give rise to all sorts of myths and legends, and even some absurd and bizarre stories.

However, these stories often conceal some information related to the truth.

Undoubtedly, the origins of the Darents are different from those of other races. They have neither a so-called "creation myth" nor many overly grand and exaggerated descriptions. Everything about them is so plain and close to everyday life.

This strange phenomenon either indicates a lack of imagination, making it impossible to create a compelling story, or it means that they transcended ignorance at the very beginning of their existence and recorded their origins in the most authentic way.

Clearly, given the intelligence and creativity displayed by the Darents, they do not seem to lack imagination at all.

Therefore, Luke always leaned towards the latter in his mind.

Now, after reading the information stored within the stone in his hand, he is even more certain that there is an astonishing secret hidden within that seemingly simple historical record.

In particular, the god who created the first generation of Darents may have been more than just a god.

Both the pure soul fragments at the bottom of the dark lake and the monster that could not be killed no matter how hard you tried, revealed a strong sense of the unusual.

"Do you think the information recorded on this stone is credible?" The boy gripped the stone, which was radiating a faint warmth, his eyes flashing with intense doubt.

The reason is simple: although this stone is ancient, it is far from the time when the first generation of Darents were born.

Therefore, it is highly likely that it was forged.

However, Luke responded without hesitation, "Of course it's credible! I understand your skepticism, but don't forget, the Shadow Guard is paying us for a complete chain of evidence, not just a few simple, elusive clues. This means that if they want to fabricate this, they must ensure there isn't a single logical flaw from beginning to end. Don't forget, we still have those symbols that haven't been fully deciphered yet; they have no idea how much or which part we've deciphered."

“You make a good point.” The boy nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to the queen beside him, who was staring intently, trying to read his thoughts. “Now that the time is ripe, what shall we do with this noble prisoner?”

"Heh, is that even a question? Of course, we'll handle it the old way. For us, it doesn't matter what this planet becomes. Besides, I don't want to be constantly on guard against a dagger from behind while embarking on my journey." With that, Luke raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

Snapped!

Accompanied by the crisp sound of crosstalk, the collar placed around the Queen's neck suddenly released a cloud of deep blue mist.

Before the other person could react to what was happening, her upper body was completely encased in extremely cold ice, but her enormous, worm-like lower body still maintained normal function.

"What is this?!?!?!" The boy's pupils suddenly contracted, as if he had seen something incredible.

“Ah! This is the power the Darrents once mentioned, a magical power that can freeze everything in the world. I’ve only recently been able to barely test it out.” Luke explained casually, touching the crystal hanging around his neck.

In fact, the reason he had a ruby ​​containing the energy of blazing flames embedded in his collar was to conceal the deep blue liquid hidden inside the collar.

Even though it's only a single drop, it can render the most powerful life form in the world powerless.

"Interesting! This is really interesting! I can't wait to get my share back." The boy licked his lips greedily as he walked closer and carefully observed the contents.

Unfortunately, apart from being frozen, he couldn't sense anything at all; even the magical energy that approached was frozen.

Since the guards outside could rush in at any moment after killing the queen, the two of them did not linger for long. They quickly used tools to dig a place behind the throne large enough for two people to hide in, and then sealed off the only exit to the outside world, patiently waiting for the right moment.

About an hour later, when the servants arrived to serve the Queen her meal, a scream echoed through the empty hall.

"Aaaaaaahh ...