I am the Executioner Dragon, but a cute mod

"Mommy, the heroes will come back to life, right?" A four-year-old ape-man innocently asked, holding his mother's hand.

Although he was still young, he knew that Qing had killed the giant prehistoric honey badger, which had eaten his kind grandparents nine months earlier.

The mother knew that Qing's chances of survival were extremely slim, but seeing the hope in her child's eyes, she still reached out and patted his head.

"Yes, he will, he definitely will, after all, he's a hero..."

She didn't tell anyone what she knew. The child was only four years old and shouldn't have to face such a cruel reality, even if he would have to soon have to...

Logically speaking, given Qing's injuries, even if his wounds were treated, he would only be able to survive for a few more days. But under these circumstances, something extremely counterintuitive happened:

Not only did Qing survive day after day with his broken body, but on the seventh day, his body temperature miraculously dropped to a normal level, and his strong breathing indicated that his injuries were gradually improving.

When the news spread, almost everyone cheered. The ape-men attributed this miracle to divine intervention, believing that even the gods did not want such a brave hero to die so young, and thus intervened to heal Qing.

Only Lilith, who had always observed the whole situation from a god-like perspective, knew that the truth behind Qing's improved condition was actually related to the large amount of negative energy that had accumulated over the years over Iz City.

This large amount of negative energy was originally generated by the city's residents' fear of the giant prehistoric honey badger. After the giant prehistoric honey badger died, this negative energy should have dissipated, but it did not.

According to the rules of the sorcery world, people's fear of something becomes a cursed spirit. Killing the cursed spirit will only make it disappear along with those negative emotions.

It is this difference that leads to two completely different results.

Qing killed the giant prehistoric honey badger. With the giant prehistoric honey badger's death gone, the huge negative emotions surged into Qing's limbs and bones, filling every part of his body.

Even so, the fact that Qing's injuries have recovered remains unexplained. After all, ordinary people in the world of sorcery would either fall seriously ill or become exhausted and suffer from back pain after being invaded by a large amount of sorcery power. How could they possibly help Qing repair his injuries?

The only explanation from this perspective is... hope.

Qing killed the giant prehistoric honey badger, giving the residents, who were constantly in a state of negative emotions, an outlet. They worshipped him, felt sorry for his injuries, and even prayed that he would pull through.

It was these hopes that drove the energy generated from negative emotions to repair Qing's body and pull him back from the brink of death.

Almost instantly, Lilith conceived of the development path of the extraordinary system in the small world: when people have negative emotions about something, brave people who destroy that thing will gain that negative energy and become extraordinary.

This path intrigued Lilith, and she even unconsciously recalled something an old man had once said: "The song of humanity is the song of courage, and the greatness of humanity is the greatness of courage."

The extraordinary in this small world is the extraordinary of the brave; the more terrifying the fear that is overcome, the greater the power that can be gained.

Upon reaching this conclusion, Lilith was somewhat excited, after all, a superhuman had already been born in the small world, and the birth of a superhuman was not unrepeatable.

That is to continuously eliminate what people fear, and to become extraordinary by carrying the negative energy born from people's fear.

The only drawback is that if you do this process too much, you will reach a bottleneck when you want to improve further. After more than ten years of fighting, Qing has killed so many specialized species that he can't count them on two hands, but his strength has still reached a bottleneck.

The reason is simple: people know that after the emergence of specialized species, Qing will take action to kill them, so their fear of specialized species is getting lighter and lighter. In the end, some people even dare to watch Qing fight specialized species up close, because they believe that Qing's power can protect them.

The solution to this limitation is not difficult. Since power comes from overcoming fear, can we artificially create some fear to make people afraid, or stage battles to make people feel that the hope of victory is very slim, thereby generating emotions such as despair?

Lilith pondered for a moment. Although she hadn't tested it, she felt this method had a high probability of being effective. Turning her gaze to Qing, who had become King Iz and sat on the throne in the palace, she didn't believe he would willingly remain stuck at this bottleneck. Thus, Lilith made another decision that could influence the course of the world:

Just like Qi Yan, he dragged Qing into his dream after he fell asleep and told him about the method he had devised to instill fear and despair in people.

Chapter 158: The King's Coronation

In the palace at the center of Iz City, Qing sat on the throne on the twelfth step, his elbows resting on the armrests, his cheeks propped up, and his eyes gently closed.

After becoming the king of Iz, facing this empty palace, Qing will recall that distant afternoon when King Iz placed the crown representing the king on his head in the presence of everyone.

At that time, the city of Iz had a total population of only 40,000. It was situated on a vast plain in the forest, with houses built of stone and wood lined up along the river. The river water was crystal clear, and the pebbles were as smooth as an egg.

After the giant prehistoric honey badger died, Qing undoubtedly became a great hero of Iz City, but having avenged his great grudge, he also lost his reason to continue living.

Just as he was feeling down, King Iz found Qing. He took his hand, stroking the calloused palm from years of training, and said earnestly:

“My days are numbered. The most suitable person to inherit my mantle is not my child, nor those children who are well-versed in the Revelation, but you, Qing.”

"Revelation" is a story written by the chief of the Flamefire Tribe based on the deeds of Yan. It contains knowledge about civilization and fire, as well as the story of Yan, the first chief of the Flamefire Tribe, encountering a god in a dream.

Qing had read the book, but before she finished it, her parents were killed by a giant prehistoric honey badger. After that, she joined the army and never read it again.

Qing knew that those who studied the Book of Revelation were more suitable as leaders than he was; he was just a pitiful person with power but no ideals, and was not fit to be a king.

But Qing was also curious as to why King Iz had approached him, so he asked:

Why me of all people?

After hearing this, King Iz sighed heavily:

"In the war with that beast half a month ago, our army of two thousand men was reduced to less than nine hundred. It will take a long time to train excellent soldiers again."

If more monsters appear during this time, do you think we can survive? Therefore, you, chosen by the gods, are the best candidate to become king.

"Me...?"

King Iz's words puzzled Qing. He didn't think he had the talent to become king, but judging from King Iz's tone, the position seemed to belong to him.

Qing finally agreed, and his reason? He didn't want the tragedy that happened to him to happen to someone else, so no matter what kind of monsters appeared in the future, he would stand in front of everyone.

Just as King Iz said, he was the chosen one by God.

On the day of the coronation, the square, where the palace had not yet been built, was crowded with ape-men. They stood on both sides of the square, eager to catch a glimpse of Qing's face despite the soldiers' obstruction.

In the distance, Qing, dressed in red and white robes, walked over. He lowered his eyes and walked very slowly, as if he were carrying a thousand-pound iron weight. He knew what kind of responsibility he was about to accept, a responsibility that carried an absolutely undeniable weight.

Amidst the fervent gazes of the ape-men, Qing slowly walked to the end of the road, where King Iz, also dressed in red and white robes, stood holding a crown forged from bronze.

The crown was shaped like a tail of mugwort on both sides. In the minds of the ape-men, mugwort was a magical herb that could turn fatal wounds into healing ones, containing extremely powerful vitality.

The bronze wormwood-shaped crown represents not only power, but also people's deep worship and blessings for their leader.

Standing in front of King Iz, Qing gazed at him. King Iz did not speak, but nodded slightly. Qing understood his meaning, lowered his head, and the bronze crown landed on his head.

The next second, cheers came from all around, and words of praise, blessing and worship were intertwined. Although it was noisy, it strengthened Qing's determination to protect these guys.

This persistence has lasted for more than a decade. In these years, other specialized species have discovered this city-state where a large number of ape-men gathered, but under Qing's protection, all these threats have vanished without exception.

With the survival crisis resolved, Iz City entered another phase of development. The city's residents multiplied freely with abundant food, their numbers increasing and the number of houses they built also growing.

Soon, the city walls, which were originally meant to protect the lives of the ape-men, became an obstacle to their development. So, the Qing people ordered the walls to be demolished to facilitate the expansion of the city.

In return for Qing's protection, the ape-men spontaneously built a magnificent structure at the site of Qing's coronation, spending considerable manpower and resources. But in the ape-men's eyes, Qing deserved all of this...

Nowadays, Qing often sits in that palace in a daze. He has set up several patrol teams to patrol outside the city. As long as he finds traces of the special species, Qing will go and deal with the special species.

Having absorbed a large amount of negative energy, Qing's current physical condition allows him to easily kill the skull of a two-meter-long crocodile with a single punch, and he can even outrun an antelope.

It was this superhuman physique that made him the absolute overlord of this era. However, Qing only dared to sleep for four hours a day, fearing that a special species might take the opportunity to appear while he was sleeping.

He hated the special species to the core, even calling them devils, but even superhumans, when deprived of rest for a long time, will gradually reach their limit, like a taut string, and no one knows when it will break.

Finally, during a short rest with her eyes closed, Qing could no longer resist her exhaustion and quickly fell asleep, which gave Lilith the opportunity to drag Qing into the spiritual world.

It was still a space filled with stars. Lilith appeared before Qing in her enormous, dark form. Just as she had with Yan, Lilith said:

"You have already stepped onto the first step of becoming a god, why are you unable to take the next step?"

Your strength comes from people's fear. Once you overcome that fear, the hope you give to people will empower your body with the power of fear.

To become stronger, you must make people experience despair and sorrow again; only then can your power advance further…

Lilith's voice echoed from all directions, reaching the ears of the tiny figure below.

Qing didn't listen to these words at first, because when he first arrived at this spiritual space that resembled a galaxy, he was afraid. He was afraid that he was already dead and would no longer be able to protect the people of Iz City.

But soon, Qing became excited. Looking around at the starry sky and the tall black figure in front of him, he almost immediately thought of the scene in the Revelation where the gods bestowed knowledge upon Yan.

[It must be that the gods see we're doing so well and want to bestow more knowledge upon us. I must listen carefully so that everyone can live a better life...]

With this thought in mind, Qing listened intently to Lilith's words, but the more he listened, the stranger his expression became, and the more he felt there was something wrong with what she was saying.

By the time Lilith finished speaking, Qing's face had turned extremely pale. He looked up at the enormous black figure, his eyes devoid of any reverence for a god. He said:

Do you want me to harm my people?

Chapter 159: You have blasphemed the gods

Upon hearing Qing's words, Lilith was momentarily taken aback. After all, the persona she was currently portraying was a god revered by the ape-men of the small world. How dare Qing speak to her like that?

But soon, Lilith realized that her words had crossed Qing's line, which was why he had lost his temper and done such a rebellious thing.

Lilith didn't blame Qing for this; instead, she found Qing even more interesting. He was like a dog that dared to show its fangs to people among a group of obedient dogs. Although he was disobedient, he was special enough.

Lilith already understands the extraordinary system of the small world; those who implement this method do not necessarily have to be Qing, or even the ape-men of Iz City.

Rather than helping Qing break through his bottleneck, Lilith was now more interested in seeing just how much Qing could do for his people. So, facing the tiny figure below, Lilith said in a teasing tone:

"I'm just offering you a choice; it's up to you whether you do it or not, but... can you bear the consequences of offending the gods?"

Upon hearing this, Qing was stunned. When he blurted out those words in a moment of passion, he hadn't considered what kind of outcome he would face.

Realizing that Lilith was about to punish him, Qing's expression hardened, showing absolutely no intention of backing down.

What do you want to do?

"doing what?"

Lilith didn't say it explicitly, but Qing already sensed something was wrong from her tone. He was about to ask when Lilith didn't give him the chance and kicked him out of the mental space.

"Come at me if you have a problem, don't hurt innocent people!"

Qing roared as he opened his eyes on the throne, but there was no god before him. At this moment, only regret filled Qing's heart. He collapsed onto the throne, staring at the empty hall, clutching his head and blaming himself deeply.

"What have I done? I have blasphemed the gods, and the gods are going to punish me and my people. What should I do...?"

Qing had not felt so powerless in a long time. After surviving the battle with the giant prehistoric honey badger, he gained superhuman physical abilities and became increasingly adept at dealing with the special species that appeared later.

But now, in a moment of passion, he has blasphemed the gods. He doesn't believe he is capable of bearing divine punishment. Even if he survives, what about his people? They are just mortals.

After countless internal struggles, facing this unknown disaster that could arrive at any time, Qing decided to reveal the truth to everyone, because the people have the right to know the truth.

So Qing found his adjutant and asked him to announce the important news he was about to share, and to gather as many people as possible in the open space outside the palace.

When the open space outside the palace was filled with ape-men, Qing came out. Faced with the sea of ​​people in front of her, Qing felt a little reluctant. Amid the noise around her, there were even occasional praises for Qing.

At this moment, Qing hesitated. He didn't know what the apes would think if he told them about it, or if they would hate or despise him.

Even so, wasn't it his own fault? After figuring this out, Qing took a long breath and then signaled the apes to be quiet.

As the scene gradually quieted down, Qing said:

"Just now, I saw a tall figure in my dream, standing in the starry sky, like a god described in books... I saw a god."

That single sentence astonished everyone present, quickly eliciting cheers as the apes rejoiced: