A man in the ark was forced to become a king

It's obviously not a wise move to provoke that guy at this critical moment. He's just a waste anyway. If he dies, he'll be dead. Maybe his death can make some contribution to the plan.

"The power of the Blood Demon and Wendigo will create the most powerful warriors for us. Facing the unconscious killing puppets, the Demon King's ability is not much use. Even if the preparation is a little hasty, it is enough."

The Absolver who controlled the altar pierced the end of the staff into the center of the altar. All the spell runes lit up at the same time, and an astonishing bloody aura erupted.

"Now it's time to bring the sacrifices."

He stood in the bloody whirlpool, with twisted and weird shadows emerging around him. The blood that filled the altar divided into dozens of small cyclones and poured into the bodies of the shadows, making them more solid.

"The Demon King who cannot control people's hearts is still powerful. Don't forget how she won the war a hundred years ago. We can't take it lightly."

The pardoner with broken horns pulled off the crystal pendant hanging from his wrist, put it in front of his eyes, and blew it gently, and faces were immediately reflected on the irregular mirror of the crystal.

Jingle ~

The crystals collided with each other, shattered into pieces, and disappeared into the air into tiny pieces of fluorescence.

"come on……"

His body trembled slightly, as if he was singing or whispering.

"The grand dance drama begins at this moment..."

"Please witness...the death of the Demon King!"

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"Ascalon, stop the car!"

squeak~

The wheels plowed deep marks on the ground. No matter how skilled the driver was, it was impossible for the car to stop instantly at this speed. Fortunately, the people in the car were not ordinary people, so the impact of sudden braking was not significant. big.

"Your Highness?"

Askaron's body tensed instantly, and while he unbuckled his seat belt, his palms already touched the weapon.

Although she didn't feel anything, she knew Theresia would never ask to stop for no reason. There must be something she hadn't discovered.

"Someone has a gift for us here."

There was a hint of darkness in Theresia's pale pink pupils, as if she had seen a very far away place, and her tone was determined.

"Is it the crazy blood of the Blood Demon or the cannibalistic ritual of the Wendigo? Someone has combined them."

"Your Highness, I will take you away."

Askaron didn't hesitate and immediately restarted the car and left here.

Large-scale rituals cannot be carried out out of thin air. The fact that someone can prepare in advance on their route is an extremely dangerous signal - this means that there is a mole in the Tower of Babel, and his status is not low.

The enemy is in darkness and we are in the clear. Theresa's physical condition cannot withstand a fierce battle at all. The best choice is to evacuate when the opponent is well prepared.

As for the other people in the convoy... that is not within the scope of Askaron's consideration. To her, Theresia's safety is the most important thing, no one else.

If necessary, then everything can be abandoned, including herself.

"No, it's too late. They won't let us leave like this."

Theresia stopped Ascalon's behavior.

She got out of the car. Although there was no order, the guards surrounding her all got out of the car immediately and gathered around her.

The dark crystal condensed out of thin air and floated in the air. Thearesia folded her hands and held the crystal up out of thin air with her palms. A circle of gray-white shield then unfolded, covering everyone.

She didn't know exactly how many arrangements the other party had, but the experience of countless past wars was enough for her to guess in advance what the purpose of that ritual was and what they would do.

The next second, bloody mist filled the air.

Chapter 152 Domination·Control·Demon King

What will be the end of the devil?

For the countries living on the continent of Terra, there is no need to think about this question at all. The answer can be obtained by simply looking through historical materials.

The history of Sakaz is beyond imagination. They created the original Source Stone spell and were the first group to find and use the Source Stone.

In the long past, Goliaths, Scavengers, Banshees, Blood Demons, Wendigos, Stonewing Demons, Cyclops, Shapeshifters, Liches, Balrogs and other branch groups jointly established Kazdaele.

Kazdaele was once extremely powerful. Under the control of the Sakaz royal family with powerful spiritual magic, the armies of the royal courts were connected to each other and were invincible. It was enough to become a nightmare for any country. This incident did happen—— There was a Sakaz king who once started a war that swept the world. Under pressure, the countries on the mainland had to unite to fight against the armies from the royal courts.

The war finally ended in Kazdare's defeat, but the continental countries still suffered heavy losses, dragging most of the world into the war. The king who ruled Sakaz was named the 'Demon King' for the first time. No. Sarkaz is called the demon clan. Their power makes all countries fear them. In the mouths of some immortals and immortals, the demon king is even called the 'enemy of mankind'.

Commerce, military, materials, technology, everything was blocked from Kazdaele. Countries attacked Kazdaele from all angles at all costs. Kazdaele declined as a result, and it was not completely stable until the civil war.

The fall of that demon king still occupies a considerable space in the historical materials of various countries - under the terrifying Origin Stone spell, the armies killed each other, and an elite army of 10 people was buried with him. The people who returned from that battlefield Many people suffered from severe sequelae of the war and were no longer able to pick up weapons. The military strength of the main countries that participated in that war suffered a cliff-like decline, and their overall strength fell to the lowest point.

That war is an indelible scar in the history of the entire world.

It was precisely because of that battle that the world knew the power of the Demon King for the first time, and his end was almost equal to destruction.

The Absolvers knew exactly what kind of power the Demon King possessed, and created a stage to match it.

Powerful Source Stone energy erupted from the ground, gathered from the air, and even the celestial phenomena changed.

The sky that was originally covered with dark clouds was stained with a layer of blood, and the never-ending wind and sand wandering in the wasteland stopped abruptly at this moment.

Dark, cold, and bloody.

The numerous bones buried under the desolate battlefield were shaking under the influence of the spell, as if they were crawling out of hell - perhaps, this was already what hell should be like.

A thin mist rose from the ground, filling every inch of air visible to the naked eye. In the blood mist, ferocious and twisted shadows appeared at the end of the horizon.

Every creature living here, from tiny bugs to flying birds, was wrapped in the blood mist. Bright red tentacles emerged from their bodies. Their original forms multiplied rapidly, mutated beyond recognition, and then began to devour each other.

Originium worms with half blood wings, birds with thick tails and claws, twisted balls of flesh completely wrapped with tentacles, weird and incomplete creatures that have lost all reason and are attacking everything around them almost crazily. .

In the blink of an eye, the desolate old battlefield turned into a demon hell.

"The crazy blood of the Blood Demon, and...the Living Blood Blessing of the Blood Demon Lord, the cannibalistic ritual of the Wendigo, the devouring of flesh and blood by the Scavengers, and...the Lich? The Stonewing Demon?"

The signature spells of the Sarkaz clans have never been a secret in the eyes of the demon king who rules Kazdaele. Thearesia just took a glance and recognized who the power that permeated the earth came from.

The blood of the Gorefiend, the rituals of the Wendigo, the spells of the Scavengers, the undead souls of the Lich, and the Stone Winged Demons who control earth and stone. Apart from the extinct Balrog, more than half of the Sakaz tribe has already stood. On the opposite battlefield, as their king, how ironic is this?

Even though she had expected it, Theresia couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Even with the title of Demon King, only a few people in the Tower of Babel are actually willing to support her, and they are even insignificant compared to the entire group.

War, killing, and chaos are the true portrayal of most Sakaz. They want to use arrogant force to regain everything they deserve and move forward. For those people, Regent Tracy is theirs. The true king they want to follow because he can bring them war and victory.

Theresia believes that doing so is just drinking poison to quench thirst, and is a path destined to destruction. Kazdaele cannot fight against the entire world. This has been concluded many years ago.

The once glorious royal court was torn to pieces in the war, not to mention the dilapidated country now?

But there was nothing she could do.

She has been working hard for this for decades, but reality tells her that no one can be Sakaz's savior. That person is not Tracys, nor her.

Even if she tried her best and sacrificed her life, she would only be able to protect a few people.

Theresia knew that her death was already destined, but she never thought that this day would come so early.

As a king, he stands on the opposite side of his people. So, who is the betrayer?

To a dying man, the answer no longer seems important.

get away?How to escape?

Behind such a magnificent spell, I don't know how many people's flesh and blood were sacrificed. They came just for her. How to escape?How can it be?

Click ~ click ~

Jet-black crystals emerged from the air, covering the dress like scales, shrinking and fixing, forming a jet-black armor.

One, two, three...

The rings bound to the fingers shattered one after another. Each time one was broken, the color of the armor became darker. Until all ten rings were broken, the armor completely covered the entire body. The palm extended out, scarlet shining.

"Ascalon, take them away."

Theresia's voice sounded a little distorted. After being blocked by the armor, there seemed to be dozens of voices overlapping together. She stood there and became the deepest darkness in hell.

"Your Highness! I -"

"This is an order. If you are here, you will only restrain my hands."

The cold combat boots stepped on the ground, shaking up a circle of gravel, and the gray-white shield surrounding the outside quietly shattered.

Clang!

The pitch-black blade pierced the ground. Thearesia stood with her sword in hand. A huge, indistinguishable shadow appeared behind her. All the blood mist that was approaching was evaporated in an instant, and the black-red energy was swept away like substance. When it came out, the mountain roared and the tsunami roared, opening an expanding ring on the earth.

"……Walk!"

Askaron squeezed out a word with difficulty, lowered her head and led the escort to leave in the other direction. She already felt that her body no longer obeyed the instructions of her brain, as if another consciousness had forcibly taken over the control of her body. Quan, driving her to leave.

A black-red cyclone surrounded them, and the abyss-like wind opened up an outward passage for them.

In fact, nothing stood in the way. Perhaps to the people who did all this, it didn't matter whether they existed or not.

Compared to the Demon King, even the elite operators are no different than insects at this moment.

"Your men have left safely, Your Majesty, it's time for you to hit the road."

The bones were pulled out of the ground, the flesh and blood fell off the monster's body, and ethereal shadows condensed in the blood mist. They were finally combined to form the white-horned Sakaz wearing a black cloak.

Bow down and salute.

The Forgiver's attitude was very respectful, and the twisted monster came from behind him. The sky and the earth were covered in scarlet hell, and there was no way to escape.

If this was a funeral, it would be grand enough indeed.

"Absolutionist?"

The few people who appeared in front of her were not the ones she expected. Thearesia breathed a sigh of relief. The majestic power flowed through the broken body. The Originium crystals under the armor proliferated crazily, almost filling up all the space.

Once you decide to use this power, there is no turning back.

Theresia has always hidden her physical condition very well. Even Kelsey did not know that her body had deteriorated to the point of collapse. Only she knew that if she wanted to use the power of the Demon King to fight, Then it must be the last time.

Now she is like a blazing torch. The powerful Origin Stone spell supports the monster called the Demon King. The torch will eventually burn out, but before that, she is the strongest Demon King, the hero who once ended the war. .

"Your Majesty, why bother holding on? Stop now, we will give you enough respect. Only your status can deserve such a glorious funeral."

Theresia was willing to speak and started fighting without taking action, and the Pardoner was also happy to do so. He knew that the body of the contemporary Demon King was gradually declining, and it was impossible to maintain all the liberated Demon King's power for a long time. It would be more beneficial to him to delay. If It would be better if the Demon King could be dragged out until he was exhausted. No one wanted to face a king at the end of his rope, not even a madman.

"Is it the courts of kings or Tracys?"

Theresia's voice spread along with the violent energy impact, and the darkness deeper than the night extended in all directions, as if it was dragging everything into an endless abyss.

The pure black king raised his arm, and nearly substantial Source Stone energy overflowed from the gaps in the armor. Filled with extremely rich energy, the surrounding air became as viscous as water, causing ripples.

"A product of twisted flesh and spirit, do you think you can defeat me with these?"

Weakness and gentleness were all thrown away, and Theresia seemed to have returned to the battlefield 100 years ago. The king's tyranny was clearly revealed at this moment. She just stood there, as if she controlled the entire world.

Since it is the final ending, it might as well bloom more dazzlingly.

Here, without her own people, she can release her power without any scruples, without any inhibitions!

"You should know—"

Her voice sounded like thunder, and the violent pressure left an area of ​​hundreds of meters with only pitch black. Everything approaching, whether it was a twisted monster or a soldier under the blessing of magic, stopped at the same time, scarlet His pupils were stained with a hint of black.

"Even dead things must obey my will!"

Click!Click!

Pieces of crystals condensed from their bodies, like blooming black flowers, and their crazy will could not refuse the call of the King of Sakaz.

The king made them surrender, and rituals and spells could not disobey the instincts coming from the body.

"Your Majesty, you..."

The flesh puppet controlled by the Forgiver was also frozen in place, with pieces of crystals clinging to his arms and ankles. He felt that half of his body was out of his control in an instant, and everything he could see was completely black, and then There is no difference between heaven and earth, everything falls into chaos, leaving only the abyss-like figure standing in the center of the world. The black-red cyclone visible to the naked eye rotates and shrinks from the outside inward, trying to involve everything in it.

One person can match their ritual circle and even gain the upper hand. What kind of monster is this?

I have never really faced that kind of fear. Relying on data on paper is obviously not enough to understand the kind of power that is feared by the whole world. Even if the gods are based on inferiority, they cannot do more.

The essence of the devil has transcended humans and reached the realm of gods.

The Pardoner, who had been planning for a long time, was stunned at this moment, and his body thousands of meters away began to tremble.

He immediately realized that they still underestimated the power of the Demon King, and it was impossible to stop the King with only some crude ritual products!