My dear witch, please turn evil according to the script!

Chapter 384 Come on, Da Lang, oh no, Demon King, it's time to take your medicine.

The Temple of Covenant has welcomed a group of mysterious guests tonight.

Leading the procession was a blood demon dressed in an ancient white hooded robe, accompanied by a tall female demon... Her specific racial features were unclear, but her enormous horns seemed to match the physical characteristics of the former demon king.

Are they of the same clan, or descendants?

Octavian, who was in charge of guarding the Temple of the Covenant, was unaware of this when Caesar left.

But it doesn't matter.

Because his father, his mentor, his leader, the lord of gargoyles, followed behind the two like subjects.

Behind Caesar were two other people.

A dragon demon that should have long since disappeared into the annals of history, a... descendant of the Cangya family.

Octavian remained silent, simply standing quietly to one side of the line, acting as a dutiful spectator.

Although curious, his excellent discipline kept him from asking any questions.

“Octavian, you’ve done a good job. Now take everyone and leave the Temple of the Covenant to stand guard outside.”

"Do not allow any being to enter the Covenant Temple in any form before we come out."

Caesar turned to Octavian beside him and gave the order.

"Yes."

Octavian nodded slightly, and the young, powerful, and promising gargoyle began to carry out the order without any objection.

Before long, only Roland and his group remained in the already small Covenant Temple.

The towering dome is carved with murals symbolizing the history of the demon race, and its artistic style is no less than that of the elven artworks that Roland had seen in Avalon.

Beneath the dome, in front of the eight seats within the Covenant Temple, the Creation Artifact was placed in the center of the temple.

This was the first time Roland had observed this artifact up close.

There are indeed only nineteen holes on it.

After briefly examining the artifact, Roland turned to Caesar and asked, "So, how are you going to get me to see the Patriarch of the Carrion Eaters?"

Before Caesar could answer, the Demon King spoke first: "If you want to send Roland to that battlefield... you go with him yourself. If anything happens to him, you don't need to come back."

Upon hearing this, Caesar quickly waved his hand: "No, no, no, of course not! The clan leader will meet with Lord Roland via projection."

The Demon King turned his head and snorted, then began to examine the decorations inside the temple: "It really hasn't changed at all compared to before."

"Even the position and arrangement of the throne have not changed."

"I thought you would throw my throne out of the temple after I died."

"Heh, after all, I'm just a low-level demon who doesn't even know his own race. I'm no match for you royal races."

Caesar felt drenched in sweat at that moment.

It's not hot. In Enwa, where the temperature is minus 70 or 80 degrees Celsius all year round, it's hard to feel any heat.

He was just so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.

For some reason, after he revealed that he had come to find the legendary "savior," namely Lord Roland, the Demon King's attitude changed drastically.

The Demon King made almost no attempt to hide the disgust on his face, expressing his thoughts and attitude.

If it weren't for Lord Roland agreeing to come and take a look, my mission would probably have ended in vain.

Fortunately, Roland kept smoothing things over for him along the way, otherwise he would have been scolded by the Demon King the whole way.

Such a furious demon king... The last time he saw him was when that alchemist named Russell stole the soul stone that His Majesty the Demon King had taken from the Grim Reaper.

Roland smiled helplessly. Although the Demon King had not explicitly opposed him or given any reason, she seemed to be very reluctant to meet with the patriarch of the carrion eaters.

"Your Excellency Caesar, let's get started as soon as possible, lest this fellow change his mind again."

"Yes Yes……"

Caesar nodded quickly, then activated a secret technique to contact the King of Carrion Eaters.

The message was quickly answered.

A figure whose immense power could be felt even in its projection appeared in the Covenant Temple.

The newcomer was tall, but not burly. His face was covered by a tattered, yellowish cloth, revealing only his rotting eye sockets and dark pupils.

He held a black staff, the top of which, unlike ordinary staffs, was inlaid with a crescent moon that looked like it was made of black crystal.

【…】

[I didn't expect that Danso's information was actually true.]

[Sindura, you actually managed to escape that irreversible corruption.]

[It seems... everything was done by this savior you mentioned in your plan, wasn't it?]

The projection of the King of Carrion looked at the Demon King and slowly spoke, as if to greet him, before turning its gaze to Roland.

[I suppose you are the savior.]

Thank you for your help.

Without the illusory images of the Golden Trees appearing twice to shield the enemy's advance, the Carrion King's already fragile defenses will likely not hold for much longer.

My time is running out; every second I maintain this projection consumes my precious energy.

Now that Sindura has returned, let her tell you the details.

As for what I have to give you...

The King of Carrion paused for a moment, then extended a withered finger, from which a unique magical power emanated.

Then, a tremor came from under the stone pedestal where the golden horn was placed.

Then, a small hidden compartment began to appear, popping out from the stone base to reveal a stone box inside.

"Take it. I eagerly await the day you defeat the great enemy."

Before that... I, along with the Carrion Eater Royal Court, will become the last line of defense for the demons and for this world.

"Don't worry, I can hold out for a long time." After saying this, the King of Carrion dispersed his projection. He had only appeared for less than three minutes, uttered a few riddles, handed over the items, and ran away.

Roland used his telekinesis to retrieve the small stone box... It really did look exactly the same as the box Thran had given him.

It's just a bit too big.

The things inside...

Roland opened the box, and sure enough, although it was a size too big, it did not affect what was inside—a rune stone.

Roland picked up the runestone to examine it, and unsurprisingly, it was a special runestone like the Golden Tree runestone.

Thran gave himself a burning golden tree.

The runestone given to him by the King of Carrion was engraved with a rotten apple.

I was even bitten.

It's a bit like a certain mobile phone brand that I knew before I time-traveled.

It's a really eerie feeling of déjà vu... Let's try injecting some magic into it.

Even stranger things happened.

After Roland grasped the runestone, the rotten, bitten apple on it suddenly began to change.

Golden light began to emerge from Roland's palm, and the rotten apple began to transform.

The bite mark began to be repaired, and the decaying state began to return to health.

Then, a golden sheen covered the apple's surface, just like the burning golden tree; they both possessed something that ordinary primordial runes lacked—color. The color of gold.

Immediately, countless vibrant branches began to grow from Roland's feet—they were not branches of the World Tree, but the manifestation of another force.

Before anyone else could react, a small fruit tree, not even as tall as Roland, sprouted in front of him.

A golden apple hung from a branch, swaying gently in the air.

Roland reached out and plucked it, and the fruit tree withered instantly, turning into magical dust and disappearing without a trace.

Then, the rune in Roland's palm began to change again.

The golden apple returned to its rotten state, but this time there were no bite marks.

At this point, Tongzi's prop introduction segment also arrived late.

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained the Primal Runestone [Golden Apple].]

[Congratulations, host, on obtaining the Runestone Artifact—Golden Apple (Fake)]

[Golden Apple (Fake): A replica of the Golden Apple, created from the power of the original runestone [Golden Apple], possessing only the minimum capabilities of the original.]

[This will generate a complete physical body (the target's soul must be relatively intact)]

Roland: "..."

Holding the golden apple in his hand, Roland seemed to recall the question Nash's father had asked him when he met him.

Do you know what a golden apple is?

Now he knows.

and……

I don't know why, but I always feel a sense of déjà vu when this word is mentioned.

It was as if I had learned the truth about it not long ago.

But with such powerful effects, is it still not a real golden apple?

But this thing seems to come in handy.

Holding the golden apple, Roland turned his gaze toward the Demon King amidst the curious stares of the crowd.

"It's you I've decided on! Come on, eat this apple."

Without waiting for the Demon Queen's consent or ability to eat, Roland forcibly subdued the now utterly weak Demon Queen and began stuffing apples into her mouth.

pity.

The golden apple truly lives up to its name.

Even counterfeit items possess some of the original characteristics.

For example, it really is made of gold.

Unfortunately, due to the peculiar nature of dream magic, the demon king in this state does indeed possess the ability to eat.

Whether or not it's acceptable to laugh at Roland, I don't know.

Because Roland knocked out her front teeth when he forced an apple into her mouth and she couldn't bite it at all.

Then the projection dissipated due to the damage it received.

A minute later, watching Roland running in circles in the Covenant Temple, dodging the gauntlet elves' attacks, Lord Caesar of the Gargoyles suddenly felt that his earlier decision to have his eldest son take the other guards out of the temple was absolutely the right one.

"No wonder I felt His Majesty's condition was not quite right. So that body was created by Lord Roland using dream magic?"

"That's truly an impressive tactic."

Meanwhile, Cellina, who was standing next to him, couldn't stand seeing the two clueless guys continue to make a fool of themselves, so she stepped forward to stop the argument.

Actually, it's just that Roland felt guilty.

Otherwise, the Demon King in his gauntlet-like sprite form would be even more vulnerable, easily caught with one hand.

They couldn't resist.

After Cellina caught the two playfully fighting, she asked, "So what's the use of that golden apple? You insist on making the Demon King swallow it?"

"Hey, who knew this golden apple was actually made of gold..." Roland was speechless. He noticed that the original pattern on the runestone had been bitten, so he didn't forget about that possibility.

"As for its use... based on the information I just received, it can be used to create a complete physical body."

"I just don't know how to use it."

(End of this chapter)