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He has always been tolerant of Shining's wandering with Nightingale, the container carrying the "power of the devil", because the more Shining does not want Nightingale to know the truth, the more pain it will bring to the container. Every pain needs to be filled with lies, and lies will bring more pain, so he knows that his "sister" will eventually return to him with the cage.

Whether using the Absolver's secret technique to heal or to make peace with himself, he had to come back.

No matter how much anyone despises his own blood and desires to break free from those shackles, he can never truly deny it, because it is meaningless to deny the natural law of this blood-gift.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Kwisatusta propped up his hands and held his chin. He knew that the blood relative he had been waiting for had arrived. He signaled to Salus beside him with his peripheral vision and said, "Go and greet my sister."

After receiving the order, Salus bowed and walked gracefully to the door. But when she was about to open the door and welcome the guests...

boom--! !

The door exploded with a loud bang, and the deafening explosion seemed to tear the entire space apart. Three irresistible shock waves swept the entire hall in an instant. Then, the light burst out violently and surged over, instantly enveloping the unprepared Salus, as if an irresistible force directly tore her soul apart. The pain was heart-wrenching, like a female character in a heavy-mouthed zone who was hit in the abdomen and instantly exploded into countless pieces.

Quesatusta was also shocked by the sudden attack and did not expect Salus to die so quickly.

You know, although Salus was not qualified to be his vessel, his body had undergone Chimera transformation, integrating the blood of various Sarkaz royal courts. He could use the witchcraft of the Pardoner and the unique spells of various Sarkaz bloodlines. His strength was unquestionable, but he was defeated so suddenly?

But after a brief shock, he was filled with incomparable anger. He, the leader of the pardoners and the king who usurped the throne, was actually beaten up at his door.

"It seems that I haven't taken action for so long that someone has forgotten my power."

As the leader of the Absolvers, his strength was naturally incomparably formidable. In the past, he had killed countless Pegasus and smeared their golden blood on the walls of Kazdel for decoration. He had also used the power to manipulate the dawn and dusk to build an immortal city for Kazdel. Although the body he was currently using could not exert the strength of his full strength, it was enough.

The light in the mansion suddenly changed, and time seemed to have come to the junction of dusk and night. Dusk turned into silk threads in his hands, weaving the glory of the past, present and future of the Sarkaz on the sky. In the past, every soldier fighting on the battlefield could see the eternal reflection as long as he looked up, and thus was not afraid of death.

This was his Originium skill, powerful enough to manipulate the power of dawn and dusk.

Then I saw Talulah, Kiana, Artoria, Seele, Hiiragi, Theresa, Tracy, Neczrei, Patriot, Kal'tsit... and Qianyi!

And his "sister" Shining was actually mixed in among them.

Quesatusta felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. The sky woven by morning and evening instantly collapsed, and his face looked as ugly as a dog that had eaten chocolate.

He couldn't beat this lineup even in his prime!

Did I do something wrong?

That's impossible. I didn't do anything. I have been studying the Black Crown, the Demon King and Originium. I have been studying the Demon King's corpse before. I have never gone out to offend this group of people.

As he was wondering why these living fathers came to him, Shining looked at his relatives who had a connection with him beyond blood, and slowly uttered the purpose of his trip from his lips: "Dad, I'm here to kill you."

"You..." Quesatusta was about to make some harsh remarks before fighting a boss, just like in RPG games. When the cutscene began, Qianyi had already launched his ultimate move: "Persona! Izanagi!! Tens of thousands of proverbs!!!"

Quesatushita: “???”

You meow!!!

Could you please listen to me and at least give me a chance to explain!!!

He was extremely angry now. The people of Terra had no martial ethics these days. They came to steal, cheat, and attack...

While he was blocking the force and trying to block Qian Yi's attack, he was cursing Qian Yi in his heart as a shameless guy. As the King of Great Britain, he actually used such unscrupulous means, which was simply a loss of the king's dignity!

However, while he was desperately resisting, others had already launched an attack.

"Follow the butterflies! The phantoms of the past!"

"This is the time of judgment!"

"EX——calibur!"

"Fierce burning breath."

"Whip of Domination!"

"Meteor... Uh, I won't follow this time. Self-detonation is too much of a strain on the body."

After a series of moves, Quesatusta fell to his knees. The severe pain almost made him lose consciousness. He covered his lower abdomen tightly with his hands, but the blood still flowed out from between his fingers. The bright red liquid dyed his black robe of the Absolver red, and also seeped into the ground, spreading into a bloody stain.

Every breath, every flow of blood, and every heartbeat felt like a knife cutting, and his body trembled slightly in the intense pain.

"Ah?" Shining was stunned. He didn't seem to expect that the battle he had been looking forward to for a long time to sever the sins of his bloodline would turn out like this. It's not that this is bad, but... it's resolved too easily!

I thought it was going to be a shocking battle between the strongest and the strongest, but I didn't expect that it would just be a casual kicking of a stray dog on the roadside.

"Let's be frank when we meet. I recognize your purity." Kal'tsit could feel that Qian Yi didn't have any baggage of being a king at all, and there was only a desire for victory in his blood.

"Shouldn't we wait for him to finish and listen to what he wants to say?" Tracys was also confused. He thought that after all, Quesatusta was the leader of the Absolution Division. Shouldn't he be given some respect and at least let him say some last words? But when he thought about how this group of people had forced him to endure ten days and ten nights in order to beat him, he was immediately relieved.

Qian Yi had no shame about his sneak attack, and said confidently, "He was so stiff that I took the initiative to attack, so why shouldn't I do it myself? Do you think fighting is like a dinner party, where the host has to talk for a long time and then say "start" before we can start? Fighting is a very cruel thing, and it's enough for one side to be able to play."

Quisatusta, don't blame me for being mean.

If you hesitate, you will lose.

"Quesatusta, I am a kind-hearted person. Considering that you have been loyal to Great Britain, if you have any last words, please tell me quickly while you still have a breath. I will do my best to satisfy you." Qian Yi decided to give the leader of the pardoners a little last care before he died.

"You...have no moral principles of war, you actually...actually coated the knife with poison, puff!!!" Quesatusta suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and died on the spot.

But he did not die immediately. As an immortal who had survived for thousands of years and wanted to become the Demon King again, he certainly had the means to resurrect. His means of resurrection was to seize the body of his descendant, and now there happened to be one of his descendants - Shining!

Although she failed to allow Shining to obtain the power of the Demon King and then take over her body, now is obviously not the time to worry about so many things!

I want to live!

Live!

Live no matter what the cost!

All his self-respect, honor, and even his former pride have become insignificant at this moment. Only by surviving, only by continuing this breath of life, can he once again control his own destiny, and lead the Sarkaz to regain hope! Only then...

Just before his soul was about to enter the Shining's body, it was firmly grasped by a hand.

When Quesatusta looked over, he found that Izanagi behind Qianyi was holding him tightly. He was immediately filled with despair and could only beg: "Your Majesty, you promised me that you would fulfill my last wish. I want to live!"

"No, you really mentioned it?" Qian Yi didn't expect this man to be so shameless. He was stunned by him: "How rude! You can't even tell the difference between other people's polite words. You must be the kind of person who wants to take away everyone's things when someone is polite to you."

"Sarkaz swear!!" Quesatusta's defense was broken.

Qian Yi didn't bother to pay attention to the old man's curse. He turned to look at Amiya and said gently: "Amiya, this old Biden should have made a beggar's version of the Black Crown. Can you try to sense its location?"

"Let me try." Amiya tried to sense the beggar version of the black crown that Qianyi mentioned.

"What are you going to do?!" Quesatusta's spirit was furious. Not only did these people want to kill him, they also wanted to plunder his property!

"Shut up." Qian Yi didn't kill the old guy for the time being, not because he was kind-hearted, but simply because he wanted to use the old guy as a sacrifice to be integrated into the Beggar's Version of the Black Crown.

Since Nightingale was created by the Absolver and is a vessel that carries the power of the Demon King, her soul can be used to activate the forged Black Crown. Then, since Old Biden was once the "White-Horned Demon King", the quality of his soul should be no worse than Nightingale's, or even better, so let his soul jump around for a few more minutes.

Soon, under the leadership of Amiya, everyone came to an ancient treasure house and knocked away the person guarding the treasure house.

Originally, Qian Yi thought that no matter how rich Old Deng was, he could not be that rich. In such a poor and remote place like Kazdel, it would be great if he could plunder assets equivalent to that of a Marquis of Ursus.

But once he opened the treasure house, he was stunned.

Mithril, red gold, pyroxene stone, earth crystal, fire dragon's ruby, horned dragon's hard shell, ancient dragon's blood...

Various rare materials attracted people's attention, and these materials almost filled the entire treasure house.

Wait, are some of these things from this world?

Not sure, check again.

Soon, his attention was drawn to a familiar weapon. It was a pitch-black sword, about 0.9 to 1.2 meters long, 5 centimeters wide, made of unknown material, and engraved with traditional Sarkaz characters, which meant "The Fight Ends Here."

That is the sword of the fourth generation Demon Lord of Kazdel, "Blue Fury" and "Ranger King" Quillon. And unlike the fake made by Amiya in the original plot, this one is the real thing!

Wow! Kazdel is so poor that he can't even afford to eat, and you, old Biden, actually have so many goodies hidden away!

Chapter 94: Tallulah's Enhanced Instance (6000

It is hard to imagine that in Kazdel, when the poor have to eat dirt and most of the Sarkaz, even the regent Tracys are so hungry that they can only eat fine meals, the leader of the Absolution Division, Quesatusta, actually has so many good things hidden.

If we take out any of it and sell it, it will not only improve the situation of the Sarkaz, but at least we can treat Teacher Dat and Niezilei to a good meal.

As a result, this bastard didn't even take out any of it, causing the old man Niecilei to not have any good food to eat for such a long time. It was a heinous crime.

If glory and wealth cannot be shared by everyone, it is meaningless!

Qian Yi became more and more angry at Quesatusta, who kept plundering the bodies of his descendants. Such a selfish person, who did not know how to seek benefits for future generations, for the race, and even for Kazdel, but instead put all the wealth into his own pocket, was simply not worthy of being a human being!

As he was lost in thought, he looked up and saw a golden shrine with a pitch-black crown enshrined on it. The surface of the crown was as smooth as a mirror, and the black surface swallowed up the surrounding light, making everything around it look pale and powerless. Every detail on it was covered with ancient runes, like a relic of some lost civilization.

Of course, this is just the ultimate beggar's version made by the Absolver, and it is far from the real Black Crown.

Qian Yi looked at the poor version of the Black Crown, ignoring the protection on the shrine, and forced his way through, taking it in his hand. "Is this the 'continuation of civilization'? The internalized universe within it contains the foundations and memes of humans and Terrans. If I become a 'phenomenon' in the future and master the principles of creation, perhaps I can use this as a foundation for creation."

"That's impossible." A gentle female voice denied Qian Yi's idea.

Qian Yi glanced sideways, and a woman with a face as pure as snow and flawless white skin came into his sight. The pair of slightly upturned black horns grew gracefully between the ends of her hair, symbolizing her identity as a Sarkaz. She was wearing a snow-white long dress, the hem of which swayed lightly with her steps. Although she was obviously a Sarkaz (demon), she looked like an angel floating in the air.

Theresia.

"This crown is just a fake created by Quesatusta using the lives of the Sarkaz. It contains only endless hatred, anger and pain. Such a thing cannot create any beautiful world." The kind and gentle former demon king spoke softly, his slender fingers gently stroking the fake black crown, and then gently holding Qianyi's hand holding the black crown.

Her movements were always light and graceful, as if she was born to comfort the injured. For a moment, Qian Yi almost forgot that she was holding the heavy black crown in her hand and the oppressive feeling it brought. Her fingertips were like ripples on the water, gently passing through, but causing layers of warm waves in his heart.

But this feeling only stayed in Qian Yi's heart for a moment, because he knew what he had to do: "It doesn't need to create anything, it just needs to clear the fog on the way forward for the Sarkaz."

"Clear the fog ahead?" Theresa tilted her head, her breath carrying an alluring fragrance as she spoke.

"To fight against the evil, one needs to possess a strong spirit and will. Even in the subspace, one can move straight towards one's destination and never be deceived by anything, causing one to lose sight of the true will in front of them. However, that will is too rare, so—"

Qian Yi crushed Quesatusta's soul and threw it into the fake black crown. In an instant, the black crown ignited with black flames.

From the beginning to the end, he never needed the power of the Demon King, nor did he need the position of the Demon King.

There are two reasons why I want to get the Black Crown. First, it can unite the power of the Ten Kings and send them to the northern snowfields to fight against the evil demons. Second, it is...

He placed the crown burning with black flames on his head, and Izanagi merged into his body, entering the Sobi form. In an instant, all the Sarkaz felt an inexplicable throbbing.

The vision was instantly covered by light.

The pressure from the Sarkaz bloodline made almost all the Sarkaz subconsciously want to kneel down, but the soft power that was completely different from the power of the Sarkaz supported everyone's bodies and made them stand up.

The Demon King of the past used his blood and power to order you to kneel, but Great Britain wants you to stand up.

Then——

"In the name of the first king of Great Britain, to the warriors who will fight for the future of mankind, may the glory of Great Britain and the motto of all peoples turn into shining blue stars to guide your way and clear away all fog!"

At this moment, all the Sarkaz heard these words that sounded like the true words of God, but most people didn't feel anything at all. Only Theresa, who was closest to and had the deepest connection with the Sarkaz souls, could clearly feel that the influence of the Sarkaz souls on the Sarkaz was greatly weakened in an instant.

Before she could carefully understand whether the Sarkaz souls were weakened or her own will was protected, thus making her immune to the whispers of the souls to a certain extent, something strange happened.

Click...

A crisp sound came from the top of Qianyi's head, and a clearly visible deep crack appeared on one side of the black crown. As time went by, the crack became more and more obvious, accompanied by a series of disturbing clicks. More and more cracks appeared, and finally, like a falling star in the dark night, it turned into countless fragments that flew everywhere and mixed in Qianyi's hair.

The Sobi mode that could originally last for one minute was forcibly exited in just one sentence. Nearly millions, or even more lives were blessed and protected by him. The consumption directly drained him like a master who kept knocking golden apples to grind the infinite pool without sleep and continuously brushed until the infinite pool was exhausted. His mood value skyrocketed on the spot, his action points directly became negative, and even his sanity was reset to zero.

"Ugh!" Qian Yi almost vomited.

It was the first time for him to communicate with such a huge spiritual world composed of so many people. In particular, there was basically no good thing in the spiritual space of the Sarkaz. It was full of all kinds of indescribable stuff. It felt like a huge cesspool, and he had to jump in to purify this cesspool and give it some protection.

The consumption is not a big deal, it can be replenished quickly, but the despair of swimming in a cesspool is ten thousand times or even nine thousand times more painful than Lu Bu blowing his face with a mop covered in "snow".

Damn it! Why is the Sarkaz's spiritual world such a huge cesspool? Why is there all sorts of garbage in it?

But the others were completely unaware of this, especially the Sarkaz who were closest to them. Those who could stand here were no ordinary people and could clearly feel what Qian Yi had done. When they saw Qian Yi looking like he was about to die, they were all moved to tears on the spot.

"His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty actually went to such lengths for the Sarkaz... Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty Qianyi's kindness will never be repaid in a lifetime."

"Your Majesty Qianyi! We love you!"

Qian Yi's benevolent and great love moved them deeply. Not only did he give Sarkaz a place to stay, he also tried every possible way to find a way out for Sarkaz, and he was not hesitant to harm his own body and strength in order to let Sarkaz walk on the right path. This broad mind and this free and easy attitude made everyone respect and love him more, especially the Sarkaz present. Even if Qian Yi said that he would break off their dendrobium, they would obediently offer it, and then offer their wives, daughters and sisters together!

When they thought about how this His Majesty, who was not a Sarkaz or even a Demon King, was willing to sacrifice himself for Kazdel, while a few of the Ten Kings were unwilling to help or submit, they felt a deep-seated anger.

How can we build Kazdel and Sarkaz together with such a pest?! Bring a future to Sarkaz!

Since they are unwilling to go with Your Majesty, then send them away!