Lynn sighed, took a drag from his cigarette, and decisively denied, "No."
"Bullshit!" The King of Secret Source roared in fury.
"I... damn it..."
Seeing that the King of Secret Source was about to continue exposing his secrets, Lynn immediately spread his wings and soared into the sky in an instant.
Leaving no chance for him to speak.
"Wait for me to return. I'm going to the headquarters of the Order Church. There should be a demigod core there that you need to convert your source."
In a flash, Lynn's figure disappeared into the distant sky.
The King of Secret Source stretched out his hand, his face full of frustration.
But it was all in vain.
The evening breeze howled through the streets.
He was left alone.
After a long time.
He wearily got up, stumbling as he muttered, "Lynn, I know you want me to live. You're the best friend I've ever had. I really do want to see that world without gods with you..."
"But..."
He took a deep breath, looked up at the starry sky with a weathered gaze.
"I've lived too long. Many say the older you get, the more you fear death, but have they ever thought that death might be a relief?"
"Thank you for giving me this chance, Lynn. Although it will be a great disappointment to you, allow me to make this decision..."
He struggled to reach out his hand, pressing it against his chest, against his very essence.
She slowly closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
“Let's meet in the next life...”
Bam—
(Note: This is an onomatopoeic word that represents a sudden, sharp sound like a loud clap or impact.)
His words were cut short.
A foot suddenly appeared out of thin air and kicked him in the face. His body instantly spun 150 degrees in mid-air before crashing heavily to the ground.
Face first.
The demonic form of Lynn cracked his knuckles and took a deep breath, "I knew you wanted to die, spreading all that negativity. How could I not be prepared? Damn, I was right!"
The King of Secret Source twitched.
He turned his head with great difficulty, staring with wide eyes, as two streams of blood flowed from his nose. Trembling, he reached out his hand and said:
You...you...
Lynn looked down at him. "I already told you to wait here for me, but you just wouldn't listen. You were planning to pull some tragic death scene in my arms once I returned with the god core, weren't you?"
"Please, you're playing the male supporting role, not the heroine!"
The King of Secret Source trembled. "I...I...I f***ing..."
Without another word.
Lynn grabbed the chains behind him, tied him up like a big rice dumpling, and then tossed him into the corner.
The King of Secret Source struggled angrily and said: "Lynn, you're going too far! I'm telling you, I have my dignity! Untie me, untie me..."
Snap——
Lynn conjured a light bulb out of thin air and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
The King of Secret Source angrily said: "Woo—woo—"
Lynn clapped her hands and said indifferently, "Alright, be good and wait for me to come back, I'm leaving! Bye!"
In an instant, Lynn's figure disappeared into thin air.
He was left with only the furious accusations of the King of Secret Source.
"Woo——woo——"
...
Meanwhile.
In the city of Mithril, at the headquarters of the Order Church, in the Holy Hall.
Late at night, the candlelight flickered.
On the highest throne of the church, the Pope sat, dressed in pure white robes, holding a scepter embedded with gems, coldly gazing at the crowd below.
The hall was faintly filled with hymns.
"Your Holiness, the anomaly at Lakeside Town has been confirmed to be the work of the King of Secret Source. During the chaos a thousand years ago, our god sealed the King of Secret Source under the volcano!"
"The eruption a few days ago caused the first layer of the seal to loosen slightly, but the second layer is still functioning. The King of Secret Source has no ability to break through that barrier."
"Your Holiness, I believe this is an opportunity. The abundant Secret Source in the King of Secret Source's body could definitely become a powerful energy source for our church. If we could train a large number of Secret Source mages, our church's influence would undoubtedly expand further!"
Below the stage, the First Archbishop humbly bowed.
The Pope said lightly: "Let Saint Anna and Archbishop Augustus investigate further for a few more days. If we can find a way to circumvent those effects, this proposal is indeed worth considering."
He turned his gaze to another archbishop.
"What about the recent taxes? Our god's great cathedral still requires a lot of funds to be completed. There are only a hundred days left. If it's not finished within this time, you know the consequences."
The archbishop respectfully replied, "Your Holiness, please rest assured. We have increased taxes across the board, with a total of 213 different taxes. The basic taxes have already been collected up to the year 2021 of the Holy Calendar. Funds are definitely not a problem."
The Pope frowned slightly and said coldly:
"What about the nobles and royalty?"
The archbishop humbly smiled, "Your Holiness, please rest assured. We have reached an agreement with the kings and governors of the major kingdoms. They will lead the donations. If they donate, the nobles and merchants cannot refuse. After the event, the kings' money will be returned in full, and the nobles' money will be split 28-way."
"We get 8, the kings get 2. It's a win-win situation."
Hearing this, the Pope's indifferent expression softened slightly, revealing an almost imperceptible smile.
"You've done well, Archbishop. Our god has always had faith in your devotion and abilities. You will continue to receive our god's blessings."
The archbishop was overjoyed, humbly bowing, "Yes, praise our god, Your Holiness."
But at that moment.
Suddenly.
The entire Holy Hall violently shook.
Everyone inside lost their balance, stumbling and turning pale.
"What's going on?!" The Pope roared.
A soldier rushed in, kneeling on one knee, trembling, "Bad news! Your Holiness! A demon! A demon has appeared outside the city!"
At this news, everyone's faces turned pale.
A demon?
What a joke!
This was the headquarters of the Order Church, the Holy Hall of the God of Order.
What demon would dare to cause trouble here?
Were they tired of living?!
The Pope frowned, abruptly stood up, and said coldly, "Let's go! Let's see what's going on!"
...
Meanwhile.
Outside the city of Mithril.
Boom—
Lynn's massive wings spread, and his body landed with a crash, causing the ground to crack in countless places.
He looked up, gazing at the massive holy light shield hovering over Mithril.
"Mithril, heh."
Lynn's expression was indifferent, his entire body enveloped in endless demonic energy.
It had been a thousand years since he last came here, but that repulsive aura still made him feel uncomfortable.
He faintly remembered.
A thousand years ago, his first confrontation with the God of Order took place just outside this city.
A thousand years passed.
It felt like a lifetime ago.
"It's time to take back some things."
Lynn narrowed his eyes, his body instantly appearing at the foot of the city wall. Through the massive holy light magic shield, he could clearly see the terrified expressions of the holy knights on the wall.
"A demon! It's a demon! Damn it! What demon dares to offend this holy city!"
"Quick! Release the arrows! We must not let him break in!"
The holy knights roared.
Countless holy light arrows and spells shot towards Lynn.
Lynn didn't dodge or evade; his indifferent gaze was fixed forward.
In an instant, his body began to expand, the surging demonic energy rolling unrestrained within him.
Then, under the horrified gaze of the holy knights.
Lynn's body grew with the wind.
Ten meters.
Twenty meters!
A hundred meters!
In a moment, Lynn transformed into a towering demon several hundred meters tall.
With a flap of his massive wings, the wind howled, and his enormous shadow covered almost the entire city.
Inside the city, the residents screamed in terror.
"Help! Help!"
"What is that! What is that!"
They had never seen such a massive demon lord. The overwhelming fear made them weak in the knees.
"How dare you desecrate our holy sanctuary!" A holy light mage roared.
But Lynn said nothing.
He looked forward coldly.
Raised his hand.
And punched the massive shield of Mithril.
In an instant, the sacred light barrier that had protected the city for a thousand years rippled and then exploded with a thunderous roar.
Under the terrified gaze of the faithful, countless fragments rained down.
The entire city was suddenly exposed, with no barriers left, right in front of the massive demon.
...
At the same time, at the headquarters of the Abyss Society.
The enormous statue of Lucifer, which had remained motionless for a full thousand years, suddenly flickered with a faint glow at that moment.
Dark as the night.
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
