Oh no, I have become a character in the card pool?

Chapter 113: Like kicking a stray dog ​​to death
The cold and quiet palace, the dim and gloomy background, and the swaying candlelit corridor.

The girl was resting on the armrest of the throne with a lazy posture, showing her beautiful figure.

She is the [Demon King] of the Abyss.

——More than a hundred years ago, after the end of the war era, she suddenly descended into the abyss and crushed all those who disobeyed with her absolute strength.

At that time, tens of millions of Abyss Blood species turned into a tide of beasts, because the instinct of their bloodline blocked the entry of living beings.

Nearly a hundred contaminated fantasy beasts also dragged their huge bodies to block, roaring and preparing to swallow this ignorant, tiny intruder into their stomachs.

However, she forged a corridor with blood all the way and walked into the abyss with the high-hanging blood moon as the background.

The bright red hem of her skirt was stained with wet red blood. The pollution of the abyss was corroding her mind, and her pretty face was covered with strange purple lines.

One of his wings was torn, his clothes were tattered, and his proud golden hair turned gray due to exhaustion.

But she didn't die.

Step by step, elegantly and unquestionably, he entered the palace at the bottom of the abyss.

Holding the dying body, he sat on the throne.

Her eyes looked down at the endless stream of beasts pouring in from the palace, one after another, with cold indifference, revealing a beautiful and calm smile.

Then, he came to attack and kill her.

The thousands of beasts, those "special individuals" who were blessed with supernatural powers, and all the malice of the entire abyss towards her.

Without hesitation, they knelt down, lowered their proud heads, and gave up the power of life and death to show their absolute loyalty.

that day.

Whether in the deepest part of the abyss or still fighting against the human alliance, there were hundreds of millions of abyss-blood monsters in the entire broken space-time war zone.

Any living creature whose blood has been eroded by the abyss.

They all spontaneously moved towards the girl and knelt on the ground in submission.

The [Demon King] was born on that day. She received the greatest gift and favor from the abyss, and obtained the authority to shatter time and space with absolute strength.

If one day in the future the "Demon's Abyss" successfully erodes the local world.

He became the ultimate winner among many broken time and space, replacing the laws of the world with his own laws.

Then this [Demon King] will become the new ruler of the entire world, the king of all creatures polluted by the abyss.

——This scene about how the girl became the Demon King is a memory that will automatically emerge in the minds of all Abyssbloods the moment they are eroded by the abyss.

"explain."

The voice, which was neither arrogant nor contemptuous, sounded softly, echoing in the quiet cold palace.

It's like talking to a lifeless object.

The demon king with short light blonde hair opened his eyes slightly.

She seemed to be half conscious still in a dream, with her thin eyelids half-closed lazily, looking at the dying man indifferently.

"What do you want to report for disturbing my sleep?"

When the demon king raised her head, the purple lines on the side of her face became more obvious.

Those lines seemed to be corroding a beautiful work of art, representing her supreme authority, but also meaning that she could never regain purity.

"I, I ask to borrow power from the abyss!"

When Stan was swept by that look, even the severe pain in his abdomen disappeared in an instant, as if even his soul was frozen.

But he still gritted his teeth.

He said respectfully: "The Abyss has issued a decree to us believers, requiring us to assassinate a human spirit envoy."

"But the little ones are incompetent."

"Due to the obstruction of the Human Alliance, our operation is now in trouble."

Stan felt his life slipping away, and the ritual of the direct line became too much for him.

Remember your lofty beliefs.

He raised his head excitedly and shouted hoarsely: "But! As long as you, Lord Demon, are willing to lend me your power."

"Even if I die, I promise to complete the mission and carry out the will granted by the Abyss!!"

He can die.

But, he must die meaningfully.

The current alliance is wrong. They are indulging in the comfort of singing and dancing and have completely forgotten the fear of broken time and space.

If the broken time and space begin to erode again, such a decadent civilization will surely perish.

In this case, it would be better for him to become the bad guy and push the current civilization into the abyss with his own hands.

Only by being completely destroyed earlier, can there be a possibility of true rebirth in the fire!
Stan has always held this belief.

Even though he participated in the destruction of a small town with thousands of people, watched countless families torn apart, and young children being torn apart by monsters, their cries gradually weakened until they were bloodied and blurred.

He also firmly believed that this was just the "price" that humans had to pay in order to be reborn.

These are all just actions.

I am fundamentally different from those traitors who are greedy for profit and power!
When the words full of conviction fell, beyond the blurred picture formed by blood.

The blonde girl demon king spoke again calmly.

"Oh, really."

She lowered her eyes slightly, as if she was thinking, and her soft voice was so soft that even though Stan was concentrating, he couldn't hear it clearly.

"It seems that [Abyss] is trying to avoid me again and doing some tricks in private."

She raised the corners of her mouth slightly, "Oh, interesting."

"big boss?"

Stan, who didn't hear clearly, showed a puzzled expression.

This demon king had never paid attention to the requests of the abyss believers in the past. Perhaps he was too lazy to do anything, or perhaps he looked down on the lowly race like humans.

But in this matter, Stan believed that the other party would definitely offer a helping hand.

After all, this is a direct prophecy of the Abyss.

As the demon king who represents the abyss, the interests of the abyss are her interests, the territory of the abyss is her territory, and she and the abyss share the same fate.

What reason would she have to refuse to assist in something that would benefit the Abyss?

"Okay, leave now. I need to continue to rest."

When Stan, whose abdomen was almost bleeding, heard this, his eyes widened in shock.

No, ladies?
I sacrificed my life to make a long-distance call, and you just said a few perfunctory words and then said you wanted to go back to sleep?

So where is that power? Is there any process you forgot to follow?
"Wait! Lord Demon——"

Stan wanted to speak up to persuade her to stay, and tried harder to express his loyalty, but when he was about to say it, he found that what came out was a hoarse voice.

A bullet pierced his throat.

With an expression of disbelief, Stan kept touching his pierced neck with his hands, and turned his head back with difficulty. He found a white-haired girl wearing a loose hood, who put down the sniper weapon with an expressionless face.

The blood on the ground clearly showed that a sacrifice had been carried out, and the man was seriously injured for unknown reasons.

Xia Shimi was indeed somewhat confused.

But dead prey is good prey. There is no reason for her to miss the opportunity to shoot the high-risk target. There are already enough prisoners left.

After confirming that the bullet hit the target, the white-haired girl didn't even pause for a moment.

She was on guard against the formation drawn with blood on the ground, and would not let the dying man counterattack. She calmly fired a dozen more shots, emptied the magazine and chose to evacuate.

"How the hell."

Stan fell to his knees with blurred vision. His blessed body had reached its limit. The communication through the blood mirror had been severed long ago. The demon king never even looked at him until the end, as if he was a dirty stain that was not worthy of being seen.

The man's painful hands tried to crawl in the pool of blood.

"I still have things to do, how can I fall here?"

The pupils dilated in the whispering sound.

All his beliefs, all his evil deeds that he thought were righteous, all his ideals and pride that he had been preparing to implement for more than 20 or 30 years.
They all disappeared in the night, like stray dogs left dead in the wilderness.

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At the bottom of the abyss, in the quiet cold palace.

Contrary to what he said, when the connection was cut off, the blond devil did not fall asleep immediately.

She closed her eyes for a long time.

As if he was forcibly woken up by the alarm clock and then couldn't fall asleep again, he frowned and reluctantly opened his eyes again.

"Disturbing someone's sweet dreams."

The girl with bat wings on her back whispered impatiently and slowly stood up from the throne.

Her rose-red swallowtail dress fell down, and she ignored the Qi Ling who was half-kneeling on both sides of her.

Those things have no soul of their own.

She had before, but she became a demon king, and she didn't want a bunch of strangers around where she lived.

Therefore, he used his authority to wipe out all those sinful souls that had fallen into the abyss.

The girl thought back to the conversation just now.

The Abyss once again tried to bypass her and tried to accomplish something with the help of mortal hands. This meant that the Abyss's self-awareness had strengthened again.

"But as long as I am the Demon King, it can do nothing but use this useless trick in secret."

The Demon Girl's elegant face curled up the corners of her mouth calmly, and her usually lazy expression was revealed so vividly.

It always captivates and makes people lose their minds.

The abyss would limit her freedom, and in turn, she could also limit the extension of the abyss.

——She was too lazy to care about the specific content of the so-called "prophecy". It was probably about murder and arson, something that would not affect her.

And what you have to do.

Everything is planned.

It was decided a century ago.

The girl with short golden hair continued walking, looking around her palace with an expressionless face.

This palace imitates the symbols of power and nobility on the ground, so the terrain was formed autonomously by the abyss.

The same goes for the throne. Whoever can sit on it can become the Demon King.

This is part of the "Law".

More than a hundred years ago, only a young man came here.

Everything I have done, including knowing what the throne represents.

Know the correct "pass method".

It's just because someone has done it before and completed 99% of the strategy, and I'm a latecomer, so I'm simply imitating and completing it.

It’s just that when she came for the first time, there were many other contracted spirits around her as companions.

But when she stepped into the abyss again, she was left alone, so she was involved in a bloody battle that almost brought her death, and it was so difficult to fight.

The demon king fell into the throne looking back at himself.

She fell silent.

Because she had actually become the Demon King, she knew what the throne represented. As long as she could sit on it, at the very least she could become the ruler of the Demonic Abyss Realm.

When approached, it will exude an amazing temptation, and it is impossible for the spirits below the legendary level to stick to their original intentions.

However, more than a hundred years ago, the young man did not stay in front of the throne for even a moment.

After taking a quick glance, he stroked his chin and studied for a while, then took out his camera and adjusted the angle for a long time, capturing all the girls who had no intention of cooperating at the time in the camera.

A photo was taken with a click.

"Ok, the achievement of Abyss Check-in, got it."

Then, he waved his hand, and said with a relaxed smile despite being covered in blood: "Okay, let's go, everyone. Now there are only two world copies left to clear."

"Time is limited, don't waste it here. It's pitch black, there's no electricity or internet, and there's nothing to see."

"Let's go back to the garrison base!"

Recalling that heartless tone, the girl calmly looked away, no longer staring at the throne she had sat on alone for a hundred years.

She continued to move forward in the palace.

After passing through a long corridor, she fluttered her bat-like wings slightly, a blood moon was reflected in her pupils, and she opened the wall in a unique way.

It was a secret room that was hidden very deeply and only she had access rights.

In the center of the chamber.

——The staff with a star-like gem inlaid on the top was once a symbolic weapon of a certain contracted spirit, equivalent to a part of the soul after being cut off.

The pure white staff floated quietly in the center of the room, with countless stars circling around it.

This was something that someone had "deposited" with her as part of a cooperation agreement.

"It's been another thirty years since that guy last came here."

The blonde girl stared at the staff and said calmly.

This cooperation was originally proposed to her by the witch.

She was a researcher pursuing knowledge. Although the plan she proposed was far-fetched, it was possible to accomplish it with her abilities.

After that, he became the Demon King, and she seized part of the power of the abyss and built a pure white tower.

She said she would bring that person back to life.

But now more than a hundred years have passed, and she has no idea how many years it has been in her special white tower. The last time she came, she almost forgot her own name.

That person still hasn't been resurrected.

Even so.

But the Demon Girl never doubted whether the other party was slacking off or had forgotten the original cooperation.

after all.

As a human being, the witch's soul was worn out to such an extent that she had forgotten the original agreement, but she still refused to take back the staff that stored her "original memory".

[Sin Witch Lovina] is still fulfilling her original promise.

That being the case.

Then for myself, the long wait without being able to die is just something I have long been accustomed to.

As the last pure-blooded vampire in the past time and space, and the only demon king now.

The girl turned and left calmly.

"I'm lonely and sleepy."

She lowered her eyes that were like a lonely blood moon, and her light voice echoed in the quiet cold palace.

"I hope that the next time I open my eyes, the witch with worn-out memories will remember to appear."

"And now, I'm going to sleep."

(End of this chapter)