Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 214 I, it’s me
In the northwest of the continent, there is an absolutely restricted area known as the "Land of the Fallen Gods".

This place was once the scar of the world, the place where gods fell, a battlefield where space was shattered and divine power was rampant, and the place where the godslayer Lord had his final showdown with the gods.

The enormous divine power that leaked out when the god died was not a blessing, but rather a polluted power of erosion and destruction that covered the vast land.

It was not a pure and harmless force like magic, but a sticky, pitch-black mud that seemed to have life.

It spread rapidly, squeezing out the original black fog and becoming the new ruler of the area.

Although the edge of the God's Falling Land was dangerous before the decisive battle, top magicians or warriors with special tools could still get close to it briefly to observe this dangerous area thanks to powerful defensive magic.

Now it is completely impossible.

Just by getting close, one can feel the terrifying power contained in this divine force that is like black mud.

For thousands of years, any life that dared to approach this place, whether it was a powerful monster or an adventurer, was corroded by this divine power, transformed into a violent monster and met its end.

Its horror has long surpassed physical destruction and has risen to a negation of existence itself.

However, this area that symbolizes death is quietly undergoing drastic changes, and this change has been going on for thousands of years.

Even in recent years, the changes here have been particularly obvious and have been noticed by some daring adventurers.

The power of time is the most powerful magician in the world, but in this land, there is also an existence that deliberately interferes.

Under the influence of both, the rolling black fog that was originally too thick to dissolve gradually became thinner over the long years, and the corrosive force receded bit by bit like the tide.

The absolute darkness that once covered the vision has now turned into twisted and charred rock layers deep inside. Even the suffocating smell of pollution has become faint.

One can even see the ancient battlefield left over from the great war between the God Slayer and the Gods. The black mud there used to be the thickest part, but now it has become as thin as mist.

All of this was discovered by the adventurers, but the news has not yet been fully spread.

Finally, on a seemingly ordinary day, the last wisp of thin black air like smoke completely dissipated.

The shackles that had imprisoned the earth for thousands of years were silently released.

After a thousand years, the sun finally shines on the charred and cracked earth.

There is no greenery, no vitality, only a desolate and dead silence that is so disturbing.

This is the true appearance of the Land of the Fallen Gods, a completely desolate ruin, but also a huge tombstone, recording the brutal battle that ended the mythological era.

Right in the very center of this dead and silent ruin, a subtle ripple appeared in the space.

Then, a figure appeared clearly as if emerging from the water.

The Demon King, Annaliese.

She walked barefoot on the barren land, but left no footprints, as if her existence itself produced some kind of wonderful resonance with the land.

Her appearance hadn't changed much from before, she still had that delicate face, but the aura around her had changed subtly.

At this moment, she felt a heart-pounding heaviness all over her body.

She was no longer standing on the Land of God's Destruction. She herself was the condensation and embodiment of the thousand-year-old corrosive force of this Land of God's Destruction!
She is what was left behind after this restricted area disappeared, a movable "core"!
She stopped and did not look back at the barren land that had seen the light of day again because of her. She just stood there quietly, feeling the complete and complete power in her body.

"It's been a thousand years..." she murmured, "Finally...complete fusion."

Her birth itself was the result of an incredible event.

Annaliese is not an original demon.

In the godslaying war a thousand years ago, Lord was forced to give up his old body in order to escape the pervasive erosion of the divine power.

However, the abandoned body, which should have been completely corroded and dissolved by the divine power, happened to encounter the corrosive divine power that leaked out when the god fell.

Lord's body once carried the authority of the Goddess of Life and contained powerful life potential.

The power of the goddess of fertility is full of darkness and corrosion.

At the core of the Land of God's Fall, the two opposing forces, like two dying beasts, began to devour and merge with each other.

This was not a conscious union, but a frantic struggle driven by pure instinct.

The remaining will in the power of the goddess of fertility did not want to die, and it hoped to use Lord's old body to revive.

However, the divine power of the Goddess of Life is its natural enemy, and the two are like water and fire and cannot coexist.

But even though Lord had lost the will in his body, he still had a strong instinct for survival, and this instinct was even stronger than the two divine powers.

In the end, a distorted balance was achieved.

Lord's body provided a stable container for the violent divine power, while the power of the two gods endowed the container with unimaginable strength and immortality.

A new and twisted consciousness was born in this body. She was Annaliese.

She is the past that Lord abandoned, the erosion left by the gods, and a special existence born from the two on the brink of destruction.

For her, these thousand years were not a sleep, but a long fusion.

She used herself as a container and magic as a guide, bit by bit absorbing the corrosive divine power left behind after the death of the gods, which was enough to pollute the entire world, into her own body.

For ordinary people, this is impossible.

But she did it.

What supported her was not some lofty ideal, but the extreme obsession with life itself, which came from the dual imprint of Lord's body and the power of reproduction - she didn't want to die yet!

The remaining reproductive power here is the best antidote to prevent her body from falling into chaos and destruction.

Now, she has succeeded, but at the cost of becoming a walking collection of pollution.

What is contained in her body at this moment is the highly concentrated corrosive divine power that leaked out when the gods fell thousands of years ago.

This power is like a miniature land of divine demise opened up within her body. It is the source of her strength, the symbol of her authority, and the sword of Damocles hanging over the entire world.

Once she dies, this power will instantly explode out of control, and the scope and intensity of its pollution will far exceed the place where the gods fell that year, enough to drag the entire continent into eternal darkness.

This was the fundamental reason why Lord chose to let him go at that time.

Kill yourself?
Then the price is the destruction of the world.

Once this container, which combines the body of the God Slayer and the corrosive divine power, collapses, the corrosive divine power inside will instantly erupt and spread at a speed beyond imagination.

The scope and intensity of the pollution will far exceed the restricted area formed by the natural leak. It will be enough to drag the entire continent into eternal darkness in a very short time, and all life will be distorted and assimilated.

That is the real disaster that will destroy the world.

Seal yourself?

What couldn't be done a thousand years ago was that the only thing we could do was to let time slowly drain away the divine power of the Land of the Fallen Gods. It would be even more difficult to do this now.

Anna Lise was well aware of Lord's reluctance to act rashly. This was her greatest protection and the source of her confidence to stand before him.

She raised her hand slightly, palm facing up.

A strand of energy as black as ink swirled around her fingertips.

The air touched by the energy thread made a slight "sizzling" sound, as if the space itself was being slowly eroded.

"Not stable enough..." Annaliese muttered to herself, somewhat dissatisfied.

Although the fusion has been completed, it will take time to adapt to being able to control this powerful force completely at will.

She slowly lowered her hand, and the dangerous thread of energy silently retracted into her body.

Its gaze penetrated the space and headed towards a certain direction of the continent, which was the direction where Lord and Celie were heading.

"Where are they?" This was the news that Livale had reported to him not long ago. "Didn't they go to find that guy Balzac?"

Balzac secretly destroyed the elven village and tried to slowly exterminate the elven race, so naturally she couldn't hide it from him.

But she didn't care.

The only thing she was looking forward to seeing was that Lord and Celie would stop Balzac and kill him, which would be a nice sideshow.

Yet again, Lorde deviates from her script.

He did not go to stop Bazalt's plan as he had guessed, but instead began to travel slowly in this world with Celia.

Didn't you know about this? Or did you have other plans?
Annaliese didn't know either.

From the time she awakened from the Land of the Fallen Gods a thousand years ago and gained self-awareness, to her first meeting with Lord in the Demon King's City, every choice Lord made seemed to deviate from the trajectory she had deduced based on her "common origin" cognition.

He took the initiative to leave the forest and walked the continent like an ordinary traveler. He was a far cry from the "God Slayer" Lord who had a clear goal a thousand years ago and would do anything to kill the gods.

Or is it that my understanding has been wrong all along?
"Why?" Annaliese lowered her head, looking at her fair hands. A hint of confusion emanating from the depths of her soul lingered in her voice. "We are one."

She raised her hand and gently pressed it against her cold chest, feeling the beating of the heart beneath the body that originated from Lord but was now completely unrecognizable.

"Your choices, your paths, all originate from me."

"After all, my birth stems from your abandonment! My body is the container of your past! Even the source of my power comes from the existence you once fought against and came into contact with."

"I am your abandoned past, the shadow of your power, and the other side of your existence!" Her voice gradually rose with an almost insane certainty.

"I am you!!!"

Now she couldn't understand Lord's leisurely nature.

Just as this corrosive divine power can drive people crazy, AnnaLize is now gradually heading towards paranoia and madness after a thousand years of loneliness and power fusion.

However, she overlooked one fact.

She was just the fertility goddess who was unwilling to die just like that. Her instinctive corrosive power met the abandoned body at the right time, and thus they devoured each other and became the product of each other's fusion.

However, in her subconscious cognition.

That man and I are the same person.

The man was forced to give up his body in order to save the world, which made her stubbornly believe that the man would continue to be obsessed with saving the world again.

But she completely overlooked one thing, that is, she and the other person were two completely different souls.

Lord's soul had long since left the body with his will and emotions, and had spent a thousand years with Celia in that forest.

And she, Annaliese, was a twisted alien born in that polluted empty shell, from the eroding will of the gods and the remaining instincts of the body, in the chaos of mutual devouring each other.

She is not Lord's clone, nor is she another Lord.

She was just a pitiful and terrifying monster born out of misfortune during the conflict between Lord's abandoned body and the power of the two gods!

"Lord, what are you looking for? Or, what do you want to do?" Annalize's figure gradually faded until it disappeared.

Whatever Lord does, it doesn't matter.

She can wait.

Waiting for the day when the other party cracks the formula of life.

Waiting for the other person to appear in front of him again, so as to reach the fateful ending, and then save the world again.

And now, let the other party walk freely on this continent.

He will eventually come to his side and repeat the final battle with him a thousand years ago.

the other side.

Under the dome of the library, Lord held Celie's hand and walked out slowly.

However, this leisure did not last long.

Just before they completely left the magical area, a slightly sharp voice suddenly emerged: "Wait!!!"

Lord and Celie stopped and looked in the direction of the sound.

A male magician wearing glasses, a wrinkled white wizard robe, and messy hair ran over quickly, holding an incredibly thick parchment notebook in his hand.

His eyes stared at Lord through the thick lenses.

Akaf was also attracted by the noise and walked over with a frown: "Carlo, shouting is prohibited in the library! What are you doing?"

The scholar called Carlo seemed not to hear Acuff's scolding, his entire attention was focused on Lord.

He rushed to a few steps in front of Lord and stopped, his chest heaving violently. He pointed at the lofty "Book of Origin" not far away, his voice trembling with excitement:
"You...what did you just say? It's out of date?"

Calom's voice sounded particularly harsh in the quiet area, attracting curious glances from several magicians in the distance.

Celia's eyes instantly turned cold, a hint of displeasure emerging.

This human not only eavesdropped on their conversation, but also questioned Lord in such an arrogant tone.

What does he think he is? What an arrogant fellow!

Celia's fingertips moved slightly, and she already had the idea of ​​teaching this human a lesson.

Lord noticed the elf lady's movements, gently squeezed her hand, and signaled her to be patient.

He calmly looked at the young scholar in front of him, whose face was flushed with excitement: "Any questions?"

(End of this chapter)