Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

AnnaLize calmed her breath a little, and after the light of the dark gold pattern stabilized again, she looked at Lord.

"Want to know, Lord?" Her voice still held a hint of amusement. "Then defeat me completely first!"

She raised her hand again, and a dark golden liquid condensed in her palm, emitting a heart-pounding aura of assimilation. "Come, let me see if humanity's oldest magician can grasp the truth!"

"as you wish!"

Lord no longer hesitated and cast his most powerful magic, which was also the first magic he and Celie had ever cast.

With him as the center, an absolute domain that could swallow all light instantly spread out.

The domain expanded at an incredible speed, instantly enveloping AnnaLize.

After noticing that the surroundings had suddenly become pitch black, Annaliese's expression finally changed drastically.

She could feel that the dark golden substance in her palm was being continuously devoured by Lord's domain, and even the light of the dark golden lines on her body was dimming at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Your Majesty the Demon King!"

Seeing His Majesty being swallowed by Lord's dark domain, several great demons no longer cared about anything else and cast magic to rush in.

"stop!"

Seeing this, Celie swung Orger directly, and a golden sword energy instantly spanned in front of everyone, forcing them to retreat.

"Whoever dares to step forward will die!"

Celie's voice was filled with unquestionable murderous intent, and her immense magical power suppressed the four great demons.

Although she was shocked by Lord's unprecedented display of domain magic, her duty at the moment was to ensure that the duel was not disturbed.

In the magic realm, Annaliese's body began to become transparent.

She tried to mobilize her strength to resist, but her essence was these dark golden runes that emitted light. Now she was completely restrained in front of Lord's natural enemy that could devour all light.

Even her proud power of fusion seemed so weak at this moment.

"Ugh..." A suppressed groan of pain escaped Annaliese's mouth, and her body trembled violently.

Just when the power in Annalize's body completely erupted, Lord caught it!

From deep within the core of that body, a trace of breath leaked out from the Goddess of Life. This breath was even filled with filth because of the relationship with the Goddess of Reproduction.

We can't let this power leak out! Otherwise, the whole world will usher in an even more terrible disaster!

Lord made a decision immediately, and the terrifying magic field receded like a tide, disappearing without a trace.

Pfft!

Annaliese was kneeling on one knee, breathing heavily.

Her face was as pale as paper, and the dark golden lines on her body were almost invisible. Annalize raised her head and looked at Lord with a smile on her lips.

"You really don't dare to gamble!"

Lord stood there, gasping for breath due to the forced cessation of magic.

He stared at Annaliese, who was kneeling on the ground, his eyes full of disbelief.

"You..." Lord's voice was a little hoarse, which he himself did not even notice. He took a step forward, as if he wanted to ask something.

"Ha ha……"

AnnaLize laughed softly and stood up with difficulty. The scars and dark lines on her body began to slowly heal under the influence of the power of life.

"You win in the end, Lord." She did not answer Lord's question. She looked past him and looked at the several Seven Broken Sages who were suppressed by Celia in the distance, and then looked at Celia who was waiting for battle behind Lord.

"Can you leave now?"

Lord stood there in silence for a long time, and finally turned and left.

Chapter 200: Volame's Adventure and Farewell

AnnaLize quietly watched Lord's departing back. She knew that this time the man would not come back again.

As long as this man has not found a suitable way to deal with himself, he will not kill himself.

Who made me the other party with a different ending?

"Your Majesty the Demon King, are you okay?" Several Seven Bengxians walked over quickly and asked.

However, their inquiries were simply ignored by Annaliese.

A ripple of almost nostalgia flashed across the depths of Annaliese's eyes.

"It's so dazzling." Her eyes turned to the place where Shulahat died, which was now empty. "I hope you like this gift I gave you."

at this time.

A vibration without any sound but enough to shake the soul came from an extremely distant direction without any warning.

This vibration is not an earthquake on the physical level, but directly affects the spiritual level.

AnnaLize turned her head sharply and looked in the direction where the vibration came from.

It was a holy place far away from the demon territory and even far away from the human kingdom.

At the same time, somewhere thousands of miles away from the Demon King's Castle.

This is not the territory of any kingdom, but a forbidden area protected by powerful magic.

Inside the mountain, there is a deep cave hidden. It is not dark and damp as imagined, but is filled with a soft glow.

The cave wall is as smooth as a mirror, engraved with ancient magic runes that have long been unknown to the world, and at the deepest part, a stone platform stands quietly.

There was a sword stuck in the stone platform.

Beneath its seemingly ordinary appearance, it vaguely reveals a texture as smooth as jade. The sword body is slender and smooth, as perfect as a masterpiece of God.

This is the third holy sword in the legend, which is as famous as the Divine Sword Org and the Holy Sword Athos - the Sword of Savior Esterion.

It was not forged by dwarves or any other creatures, but was a concrete product of the world's will condensed in a certain timeline, representing the balance and order of the world itself.

It has no specific master and will only awaken in response to a crisis that truly threatens the foundation of the world.

This is the true sword of the brave.

At this moment, the holy sword that had been silent for who knows how many years suddenly woke up!

Buzz! ! ! !

The sword began to tremble violently.

The soft light began to flicker, and the entire stone platform vibrated. The ancient magic runes on the cave wall seemed to be activated, lighting up with dazzling light one by one.

Esterian sensed it.

The power that is enough to destroy the world has appeared.

The source of this power was the breath that had just leaked out when Annaliese and Lord were fighting in the Demon King's Castle.

Annaliese stood on the ruins. Although thousands of miles away, her powerful perception, which was integrated with the power of the goddess, still clearly captured Esterian's trembling.

She slowly closed her eyes, feeling the hostile warning directed at her from the original will of the world.

"Do you feel it, Esterion?" She seemed to be talking to herself, a voice that only she could hear. "But you can't do anything, right?"

He slowly opened his eyes, and there was only indifference in his purple eyes, and even a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Annaliese felt the futile shock of the sword of salvation, Esterian, and the warning of the world's will was ultimately in vain.

"A sword that no one draws, no matter how sharp, is just a decoration." She murmured to herself, her purple eyes seeming to see something. "Is that so? Interesting."

She no longer paid attention to the distant brave sword and turned her gaze to the people kneeling on the ground.

Livale, Bezer, Mahat, Finn, these powerful and famous demons, could not even muster the slightest thought of resistance in front of her.

"Get up." Annaliese's voice broke the silence. "Rebuild this place. As for Shulahat's vacancy, Mahat will take over temporarily."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Mahat was startled and immediately obeyed the order.

The other three also responded quickly, but they were confused and surprised.

The Demon King seemed to have no anger or regret over Shulahat's death. This was too eerie.

"Livalai, you are responsible for investigating Lord and Celie's every move. There is no need to contact them, just observe from a distance, especially Lord, he is the top priority." Annalize turned her gaze to the strongest warrior.

"As you command, Your Majesty!"

Livalai responded, a hint of belligerence flashing in his eyes, then quickly disappearing.

He understood that observing meant not taking action.

Although it was an honor for him, a warlike person, to die at the hands of the godslayer, he dared not resist the Demon King's orders.

"Bezer, Finn, assist Mahat." Annalize gave her final order, and then her figure disappeared silently.

The four great demons looked at each other, and saw a trace of fear and confusion in each other's eyes. It was obvious that the mind of the new Demon King was really difficult to guess, and no one could guess what the other party was thinking.

……

Another year has passed.

In the forest where Lord and Celie live in seclusion, Celie is shrouded in a powerful barrier magic called "Senluo Wanxiang". Its core magic power is provided by the holy sword Atos. This barrier isolates all prying eyes from the outside world.

By the way, this name was chosen by Lord. At first, Celie felt it was a bit unpleasant and didn't want to call her that, but in the end she couldn't argue with Lord and had to compromise.

I am the creator of this magic, but this guy took my name. What a bold human being!

Celie made another note about Lord in the little notebook in her heart.

The reason why specific paper is not used is that if one really wants to record the events of the past thousand years, a book is far from enough.

In a small hut in the middle of the forest, Lord was sitting cross-legged in the center of a magic circle engraved with complex runes, with Shulahat's head floating in front of him.

Although Lord created the magic to explore magical memories, he had no subjects to experiment with, and he was not able to find a real person to experiment on.

Of course, if it is the demon clan, that’s another story.

At this moment, Shulahat's head was his best experimental subject. His magic power was like the most sophisticated probe, carefully exploring the remaining magic marks in the head, trying to find what he wanted from it.

Org was quietly placed aside. A small part of the strange power of the previous demon king still remained on the Org sword, and Lord spent a lot of effort to remove it.

Celia sat in front of the window. Outside the window was a scenery that she had long been tired of seeing. No matter how beautiful the scenery was, it would eventually become boring after looking at it for thousands of years. However, Celia would still stare at the scenery in a daze out of boredom.