Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Let me explain it with a very simple example.

Taking all the creatures in this world as an example, whether it is the Skywing tribe or the elves, none of them can bear the power of faith, a power that belongs only to the gods.

If you want to bear this power, the prerequisite is that your body must be at least at the level of a demigod.

Theoretically, Lord, who has mastered the power of life, can rewrite his life formula when reshaping his body, allowing his body to reach the level of a demigod and become immortal like an elf.

But that's just theory.

To rewrite the formula of life, one must have god-level power, and to master god-level power, one must have physical strength of at least demigod level.

Therefore, we are stuck in a vicious circle.

This is a closed loop that even Lord cannot solve.

And now, Shulahat has solved this vicious circle for himself.

Lord is already looking forward to what kind of surprises this familiar "old friend" will bring him.

After the affairs of the Kingdom of El were resolved, or rather, when the Southern Unified Empire once again sent troops to invade the Kingdom of El, Miss Elf appeared on the battlefield in a powerful and invincible posture.

Relying on the title of the world's strongest magician, he actually forced the Southern Unified Empire to withdraw its troops.

Of course, it could also be because the demons behind the other party stopped.

After all, having lost the help of the demons, the Southern Unified Empire knew that it could not compete with the Kingdom of El at all. Now, the elf saint Celia is involved again.

If it is not handled properly, it will be troublesome to become enemies with the Kingdom of Elves.

So the Southern Unified Empire simply went with the flow and withdrew its troops.

"Let's go," Lord felt his connection with Elsword, "It's time to visit our old friend."

Celie nodded slightly without saying anything more.

A thousand years of tacit understanding allowed her to sense the almost burning interest beneath Lord's calm exterior.

Although she was not very interested in the fragments of divine power that Lord mentioned, this was definitely not something that Shulahat could get his hands on.

If Shulahat hadn't gotten his hands on this thing, then the other party would still be within his control.

I can just let the other party continue to use some conspiracies and tricks, just to add some fun to this boring world.

But once the Pandora's box of divine power is opened, everything will lead to an ending that Celie cannot predict.

Without alerting anyone, not even bringing Volame, the two figures quietly left the capital of the Kingdom of Aiur and set off in the direction indicated by Lord's hand.

A few months later.

The north is a desolate land.

The figures of Lord and Celie were quietly suspended in the sky, and below them was a hideous castle.

The new Demon King's Castle.

It is not completely newly built and seems to have existed for some time. The black boulders that make up the city walls bear many signs of time. Judging from the appearance alone, it is somewhat similar to the magnificent city built by the dwarves.

Moreover, the entire city was shrouded in a dark purple magic shield visible to the naked eye, which was obviously some kind of barrier magic.

Chapter 192 Celia's Curiosity

"Huh..." Lord let out an ambiguous sigh, his eyes sweeping over the castle that felt both familiar and unfamiliar. "It does bear some resemblance to a castle from thousands of years ago. It seems Shulahart not only unearthed a treasure, but also mastered the general architectural style."

Celie's eyes flashed with disgust: "It looks a bit disgusting." But then she looked at Lord, her tone filled with a hint of eager curiosity: "Since we have found their lair, why don't we do it like we did to the first generation Demon King's Castle?

I remember you said you summoned the Kingdom of Heaven and used the power of faith accumulated over hundreds of years to completely wipe it off the map, right? Can you replicate that?"

Celie was curious.

Although she had never experienced it herself, according to Lord's description, the scene of the accumulated power of faith of the entire Skywing tribe turning into the light of judgment and instantly engulfing the Demon King's City has always made her curious.

That is the power that truly deserves the name of "burial".

If she had known earlier, she should have gone with them. Just listening to the stories told by Lord and Kraft made her envious.

Now, after a thousand years, it appears again above the new Demon King's City of the Demon Clan, which is a good opportunity to replicate the previous wave.

Upon hearing this, Lord slowly shook his head, his eyes still fixed on the Demon King's Castle below.

"It's different, Celie." He shook his head and began to recall: "The Kingdom of Heaven isn't a tool that can be summoned at will. It's a complete kingdom. That strike a thousand years ago was built on a special foundation."

Lord explained, "The Skywing Tribe has accumulated an unimaginably vast power of faith over hundreds of years. This not only provides the power source for the teleportation array, but also supports the activation of magic."

He paused, his eyes sweeping over the new Demon King's Castle below.

"And what about now? The Skywing Clan has long since departed with the Goddess of Life. There is no other nation in this world that can gather such a vast and pure power of faith to command.

Besides, given the current state of the Kingdom of Heaven, if we summon it again, it will probably completely collapse. So, let's just forget about it and leave a place for Olivia to stay."

"So what kind of magic did you use?"

"Some kind of magic similar to the Pseudo-God Strike, but it uses the power of faith instead of magic power to drive it."

"Speaking of the power of faith, isn't Elsword right down there? How about giving it a try?"

Obviously, Miss Elf has not given up yet.

It seemed that she really wanted to see the sight of the light of faith devouring everything.

Lord simply patted her head and said, "Alright! Go grab Elsword in front of all the demons. Then I'll tell them in front of them that I'm about to unleash my ultimate move. They shouldn't hide or interfere with me."

"Well, it seems that this won't work." Celie snapped Lord's reckless claws.

It’s hard to bear to just pat yourself once, but this bold guy actually dared to pat himself several times in a row. It’s really infuriating.

However, after hearing Lord's joke, the curiosity in Celie's eyes disappeared, replaced by a hint of understanding.

It seems that the scene from that year can no longer be replicated.

"So what do you say? Do you want to force your way in?"

"Isn't that a bit too brave?" Lord hesitated.

"What? Are you scared?" Celie looked at him provocatively.

"Really? Don't try to provoke me. But just in case, I'll set up a teleportation array."

Lord pulled out the Org, preparing to use the power inside to build a teleportation array. Seeing this, Celie seemed to suddenly remember something and asked, "By the way, can we just use the Org to release them all at once?"

She still vividly remembered the scene in which Lord used the fully liberated Orger to defeat the Skywing tribe head-on.

Even the most powerful offensive magic in the world can be defeated by this power. Not to mention breaking the barrier of the Demon King's Castle in front of us, it might even raze the entire Demon King's Castle to the ground.

"Of course you can, but don't you want to do it yourself?" Lord looked at Celie with a smile, but his eyes hid his own plan.

He was mainly worried that if Orger's full liberation failed to kill the new demon king and pushed him into the second stage, things would be a bit troublesome.

After all, from what Graosam said, the new demon king was a fusion of the power fragments of the former goddess of fertility, and thus gained extremely powerful strength.

Lord couldn't even imagine how powerful this guy must be to make the demons willingly worship him as the Demon King.

Moreover, this situation is different from the original.

At least the demon king that Blue Hair faced back then was definitely not as powerful as the one he faces now.

Lord was not sure whether it was because of his arrival that some changes occurred in the world line, causing the elves, whose population should have been declining, to still have a considerable size.

Even the power of the Demon King has changed.

I don’t know if I can pull out the sword of the brave now?

Lord didn't know and was too lazy to try. He already had enough swords, and if he had one more, he could even play mahjong on a table.

The most important thing for him now is to capture Shulahat alive and get what he wants from him.

Under such circumstances, he naturally didn't want to use the light cannon directly on the opponent. If he used the light cannon and beat the opponent to the point where not even a drop of dust was left, he would suffer a great loss.

"Yeah, it's true. It's nice to get some exercise after a long time." Celie stretched her petite body, completely forgetting that she was still killing everyone on the battlefield not long ago.

"Don't worry, wait until I finish building the teleportation array."

Just as Lord and Celie were floating in the sky, discussing how to deal with this new Demon King's Castle, the atmosphere in the deepest hall of the castle below was equally solemn.

This is the meeting hall of the new Demon King's Castle.

In the center of the hall, a huge black throne was hanging empty. It seemed that the new demon king did not appear here.

There is a huge round table under the throne, with several chairs placed around it.

Sitting on three of the chairs were three figures, each emitting a completely different, yet heart-pounding aura.

These three people are the current Seven Collapse Sages, Bezer the Immortal, Mahat of the Golden City, and Finn the Dead.

Slightly below these three Seven Collapse Sages sat a burly demon.

He is the demon general Livale, who commands the most elite legion in the Demon King's City and is also the most powerful warrior among the demons.

A little further away from them, on a stone platform near the edge of the hall, Shulahat had his back to the crowd, his attention focused entirely on the Elsword in front of him.

The sword was surrounded by a complex magic circle, and it was obvious that he was trying to break the restrictions left by Lord.

Chapter 193 The Demon Clan’s High-ranking Officials

At this moment, General Livale's voice broke the silence, with a subtle hint of amusement. "Shulahart, you promised us that the power of Elsword could be used by us. But now it seems that you can only mobilize a small portion of their excess power."

Shulahat slowly turned around, his usually calm face now showing obvious anxiety.

He glanced at Livale, then his gaze swept across the three silent Seven Sages before finally landing on Elsword. He shook his head and said, "Livale, there are only a few minor problems."

He pointed at Elsword and said, "I never imagined that the Godslayer Lord would have placed such elaborate restrictions within Elsword. Although we have successfully contaminated its core, gaining control of it, and can utilize the fragments of surface energy released by the contamination, just as Graosam did in the end, we still cannot call upon its deeper power."

"Of course I know that." Livalai said impatiently.

As early as when Shulahat brought back this holy sword, he couldn't wait to use it.

He barely held it steady the first time, and only after Shulahart reminded him to inject magic power into it to reduce the weight of Elsword could he use it freely.

However, this holy sword did not bring him powerful strength as he expected. In his hand, it was just a relatively sturdy long sword.

After Shulahat's explanation, he realized that there was a deep layer of restriction in Elsword.

Shulahat continued, "This is a kind of sealing magic I've never seen before. It firmly locks away the power of faith accumulated within for millennia. I currently have no way to break it."

Undying Bezer slammed the table hard and said impatiently, "Shulahart, you've spent so many resources, even sacrificed Graosam, and used the divine fragments bestowed by His Majesty the Demon King, and all you get in return is this little ornament?"