Anime Crossover: I Became the Bull Demon King in My Own Land

191 I must say, the head of state's speech was really powerful!

What does it look like?

This concept has long troubled the minds of heretics.

I've dreamt about it many times, and longed for it many times, but in the end, I still couldn't grasp the essence of it.

Because they had never gone out.

In this dark underground city, all one can do is indulge in illusory imagination.

Even if it's like the blind men and the elephant, piecing together the shape of the upper realm little by little through the information brought by Fels and the adventurers' peculiar attire is the greatest joy for them.

It is said that the sky above is higher and brighter than an eighteen-story crystal dome.

There, at night, a luminous disc called the moon hangs in the sky, surrounded by stars denser than the largest swarm of fireflies.

On the ground, there are the most exquisite houses and streets, and the most magnificent and exaggerated towers.

On the ground, there were countless lights that dispelled the darkness, and numerous boats floating on the water.

Horse-drawn carriages, shops, food, architecture...

Even disregarding the man-made elements, it is far more exciting and expansive than the underground city.

A vast plain stretching to the horizon, towering mountain ranges, and a long river flowing to the ends of the earth.

Eugene's simple narration possesses a captivating, alluring poison, exerting a powerful, almost addictive effect on the heretics.

This scene reminded Eugene of a certain horse-eating giant.

"Sea of ​​Flames, Land of Ice, Snowfield of Sand..."

No matter how vast, deep, or full of wonders the dungeon may be.

That's just an insignificant corner of this continent.

"I have traveled to many places and finally discovered that, whether above ground or underground, fortune and misfortune are intertwined."

"Conflict and peace are always repeating, just like the seasons."

Eugene's words were incomprehensible to the heretics.

But those words that were obscure to them were full of charm.

These vast narratives, like heavy hammer blows striking a deep bell, drew in their utmost devout faith.

After the topic was brought to a close, Eugene's domineering yet selfless remarks stirred the hearts of the suffering heretics!

Mengniu's face was serious, and his deep eyes, which appeared to others as having experienced countless trials, revealed a strong and unwavering belief.

He openly expressed his long-cherished wish.

Although we are born into this world, we cannot escape suffering.

However, we can minimize its impact!

I don't want anyone to repeat those mistakes.

I don't want anyone to repeat my suffering!

So even if you are hated, I must use the most powerful means to put you on the right path!

There will be no fighting, no betrayal!

I will never again allow any cruel and despicable sights to be seen on earth to happen!

Even if you lose part of your own will as a result, it's better than a pointless and tragic death!

If you were to ask why I am so obsessive...

Because this is my hometown.

And you are my precious compatriots!

At that moment, the shadow behind Eugene shattered and transformed into dazzling light.

He possessed outsider knowledge and a wealth of experience that heretics could not even imagine.

Strong, calm, and eloquent.

Moreover, he also has a heart that, though strict, is full of love.

What an awe-inspiring existence this is!

Compared to Reed, Gross, and Rey, he is much stronger and more reliable.

The radiance emanating from his silhouette was more distant and beautiful than an eighteen-story crystal dome!

sun!

Is he the sun?

These words stirred the suffering souls of the heretics.

Despite only meeting for the first time and having a brief conversation, Eugene's image had already been erected as the tallest banner in the hearts of the monsters!

"I hope to lead you to build a true home."

“That is our paradise, where we will not be hunted or harmed.”

"Whether it's monsters, adventurers, or even gods, anyone who wants to set foot here must abide by our rules!"

"Otherwise, you will suffer the wrath of my race!"

Establish a positive self-image, package yourself, fabricate experiences, and increase empathy.

They exploit information asymmetry to elevate their own status and make empty promises about dreams.

Finally, in front of this group of monsters who have weathered many storms, the importance of "race" is repeatedly emphasized.

well.

Eugene looked at the monsters, who were trembling and with tears in their eyes, and felt deeply gratified.

It consumes one ten-thousandth of its physical strength to emit a light that is imperceptible to the naked eye, but which the consciousness perceives as gleaming.

In addition, there are some subtle speaking techniques used by heads of state and other powerful figures.

It's like a dimensional reduction attack against these dumb monsters!

If it weren't for the fear of being banned, Eugene would have taught them right then and there what a German hand salute is!

"I am a selfish person and an impatient person."

Eugene once again elevated himself in the opposite direction.

"That's why I want to seize all the power in my hands and drive out the enemy!"

"That's why I can't tolerate even one more time that my fellow human beings, who are just as lonely and miserable as I am, are being bullied!"

boom! ! !

In that instant, the emotions hidden deep within the soul erupted.

As if summoned, the heretics all stood up at the same time, their eyes bloodshot, their faces feverish as they roared.

They skipped over large sections of word meaning, and even when these logical connections are put together, they may not be comprehensible.

But that surge of energy just wouldn't stop.

The yearning for happiness, which originates from our very bones, is resounding continuously!

The atmosphere was ignited.

It was far more rudimentary than the first speech given by a down-on-his-luck art student in a small bar.

But what Eugene received was no less thunderous applause—a roar of unanimous anger!

It was a mixture of worship and longing, as well as resentment and resistance.

I've been trapped in a series of nightmares from which I can't escape.

They persevered by sticking together for warmth, but they were just groping in the dark, with no hope for tomorrow.

To live is simply to live.

Until he met Eugene.

He used his uniqueness to package himself as the embodiment of "the outside".

For the heretics, "the outside world" is absolute authority!

The unanimous shouts caused the reborn souls to surge and vibrate with power.

Subtly, their aura also began to rise!

Eugene noticed this and secretly began to make his own plans.

The souls of heretics also go through reincarnation, and logically, they should have something in common with the heroes on earth.

Could they also possess the ability to fight opponents of higher levels in some aspect?

However, for now, let's keep these simpletons calm.

The howls echoed in Eugene's ears, and if this continued, it was very likely that Mary's hiding place would be exposed.

He immediately unleashed his oppressive aura; the overwhelming power, like dark clouds overhead, instantly stung the throats of the excited demons, silencing them.

They became docile again under Eugene's sharp, almost tangible gaze.

After a moment of silence, Eugene feigned regret and let out a long sigh.

Too weak.

"I returned after many years away, and I originally had no hope of finding like-minded companions. As long as you are united and strong enough, that's enough."

"But now it seems that you don't even have the most basic ability to protect yourselves, let alone fight for your own land from dungeons and adventurers."

"I am not capable of supporting the world on my own."

“I also want to rely on you, but you are not enough to support me.”

The heretics became dejected upon hearing this.

Eugene’s words were harsh, but they were undeniable facts.

Even Rey was easily subdued by him, let alone his group, who were far weaker than her.