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.
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
