Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 321 The Ending of the Story of the Hero and the Dragon (6K)
Seria had already drunk quite a few bottles of the precious divine wine, and the empty bottles were scattered haphazardly on the ground, adding a touch of disharmony to the magnificent hall.

"Hiccup~"

As if she had drunk her fill of water, Celia finally put down the bottle of wine in her hand.

This thing is indeed top-notch; it's even effective for a legendary mage like her. She felt that her magical power had increased by about one percent.

Don't underestimate this one percent. Given Celie's current magic power limit, it would take at least a thousand years of accumulation to increase it by one percent.

Unfortunately, this is one of the few drawbacks of immortal species.

Because they can live indefinitely, the accumulation of power is also linked to lifespan; it is commonly known that the longer you live, the stronger you become.

Humans, however, do not have this limitation.

Although their lifespan is short, some exceptionally talented individuals can become as strong as some elven mages who have lived for thousands of years in just a few decades.

For example, a certain red-haired disciple who rebelled against his master is a prime example.

This is precisely why humans, despite being a short-lived species, were able to quickly become the core race of this continent, and even vaguely move towards becoming the dominant species.

Feeling that the matter had been discussed sufficiently, and mainly because he couldn't let Celia continue drinking like this, Lord got up to leave.

At this moment, Olivia seemed to suddenly remember something and called out to Lord: "Lord Lord, before you arrived, there was an intruder named Vlame who claimed to be your disciple."

Lord paused, somewhat surprised, and asked, "Volamey? She is indeed my disciple. She's been here?"

“Yes.” Olivia nodded and briefly recounted how Vlamé had broken in and the subsequent conversation.

He even told Lord about Vlamé's doubts about a friend who had revealed something important out of selfishness, and her final request to return to this place to rest in peace someday.

After listening to Olivia's account, Lord immediately realized what was going on.

As a modern soul, he saw through Vlamé's fabricated friendship almost instantly.

The so-called "friend of mine" is clearly herself.

Her subsequent confession clearly confirmed his earlier speculation that Vlamé was secretly conducting research on extending lifespan.

There's nothing wrong with this research; I believe many human mages have tried similar research. But Vlame's research went in the wrong direction.

Because she, along with Carlo, may have recreated the magic she originally created, which could prolong life by transferring life force.

This magic had clearly been abandoned long ago, but unexpectedly, it was still recreated by Vlame using the original runes of holy magic.

It can only be said that the two of them ended up doing this by sheer coincidence.

“I clearly don’t want this thing to reappear in the world.” Lord’s tone was very calm, revealing no emotion. “However, judging from Vlame’s subsequent actions and troubles, she still realized the huge risks hidden in this magic and was trying to mitigate them.”

Lord was quite pleased.

After all, the pursuit of immortality is an irresistible temptation for almost all human magicians, especially when they have their own selfish motives, and Vlame is no exception.

In contrast, Carlo, who has yet to make an appearance, is particularly noteworthy.

However, these are ultimately minor matters; Lord's main focus remains on the figure within the Demon King's castle.

As for Vlamé's wish to sleep eternally in this heavenly kingdom, Lord frowned slightly, as this was somewhat unexpected.

He couldn't fully understand what this disciple was thinking, nor did he know the deep-seated obsession in the other's heart to accompany him through a solidified magical slumber.

"I'll ask her myself when I get the chance," he thought, suppressing the idea for the time being.

“Olivia,” Lord looked at the white-winged girl before him and made a request, “I hope that you can use the power of the divine kingdom to pay a little attention to the magical fluctuations in the northern lands, especially the fluctuations caused when the sacred magical scripture runes are activated.”

The Sky City hangs high in the sky, overlooking the entire northern land. In addition, it has a deep connection with holy magic. As the core of the divine kingdom, Olivia can perceive this kind of shared fluctuation far more efficiently than searching on the ground.

Now that Carlo has arrived at the northern front, if he uses that life-transfer magic, it will definitely trigger the magical runes within, and Olivia will be able to sense it.

“I understand, Lord Lord,” Olivia agreed without hesitation.

Lord nodded, and then blue magical light appeared at his fingertips, drawing a series of magical runes in the air before condensing them into a small light symbol, which he handed to Olivia.

“If…you find a mage named Carlo who uses holy magic,” Lord instructed, “give him this rune. It’s a small optimization of that life-transfer spell.”

Olivia carefully put away the light charm. Although she didn't know what it was for or who the mage named Carlo was, she had no doubts about Lord's orders.

Lord watched as Olivia put the rune away, but made no further explanation.

Because this so-called optimization cannot save the other party.

It cannot reverse the fundamental fate of that magic, which will ultimately lead to the user's soul's corruption. It can only preserve a sliver of consciousness after the corruption, allowing the user to continue living with a human mindset.

Lord had carefully considered the demon race's role.

Completely eradicate the demon race? Regardless of its feasibility, a race without any external threats often decays and splits more quickly due to internal strife.

Retaining a certain degree of threat is actually the best way to keep humanity and all races vigilant and united.

At least this time the allied races did a pretty good job, except for a certain human nation.

Before he finds a way to change the life formula of the demon race, Lord has no intention of changing the demon race's villainous status.

If Carlo inevitably succumbs to the path of depravity, then a being who retains some rationality and does not bring endless chaos and madness to the world might serve as a suitable test for future generations.

Lord had even vaguely seen a scene a thousand years in the future, where an elf girl named Frilian was fighting against the Demon King with her companions.

However, those are all stories from the distant future.

After bidding farewell to Olivia, Lord and Celia rested briefly before continuing their journey towards the location of the Northern Demon King's Castle.

Finally, when the two were hovering above the Demon King's castle, the scene before them was eerily calm.

The vast Demon King's City was surprisingly devoid of any powerful demonic aura, and even the most basic defensive barriers were barely visible, making it seem like an empty city or a trap.

Seria looked around warily, her detection magic expanding to its maximum range: "What's going on? Is there an ambush?"

Lord shook his head: "No, it's not a trap. She... has been waiting for us all along."

Before he finished speaking, a figure slowly appeared in front of the two of them.

With black hair and black eyes, she was beautiful, but she didn't even have the horns that demons are known for. If it weren't for the dense, almost tangible demonic energy emanating from her, anyone who saw her at first glance would have thought she was a beautiful human girl.

And she is none other than the Demon King Anna Lizé.

Anna Lise raised her head, her dark eyes looking directly past Celia and landing on Lord. A smile played on her lips as she addressed Lord for the first time, saying, "You've finally come, Lord. My name is Anna Lise."

Her voice was calm, as if she were greeting a long-lost friend, even though their last meeting ended with her almost being killed by the other person.

Lord's expression remained unchanged, but the magic power within his body had already begun to circulate quietly, and an extremely precise composite sealing magic circle was being constructed at an astonishing speed.

Lord did not respond to Anna Lise, but the outspoken Seria could not contain her questions any longer. She stepped forward, staring intently at Anna Lise, and asked the question that had troubled her for so long:
“Who exactly are you? Why do you know so much about Lord? It’s like…” She couldn’t quite describe the feeling.

Anna Lizard turned her gaze to Celia, her eyes brightening noticeably; she seemed to have been eagerly anticipating this question.

She laughed: "Me? I am the one that Lord himself abandoned."

“Abandon?” Celia frowned, somewhat puzzled.

But Lord, standing to the side, had already guessed what was going on.

He didn't give up many things, and in that tragic war of killing gods a thousand years ago, the only thing that could be called giving up was his body, which was forced to be abandoned because it had been subjected to an overload of corrosive divine power.

As if she had read Lord's mind, Anna Lizard readily admitted this shocking fact.

“That’s right, just as you think, Lord.” Her gaze returned to Lord. “I am you, the being born from the body you abandoned a thousand years ago.”

The corrupting divine power from the goddess of fertility, filled with madness and curses, did not completely dissipate with your abandonment. Instead, driven by the instinct to survive, it merged with your body.

"And so, I was born. From your sacrifice and will to live, a completely new existence was born. You can also see me as your reflection."

She paused, her tone slightly playful: "And that's why I inherited some of your thought processes, and even some harmless little habits."

She had already started giving this man hints.

It is precisely because they inherited the other's logic of thinking that they look forward to this fateful encounter and await Lord's arrival.

"But why does it appear in a female form? It feels a bit strange," Lord said frankly. In his view, Anna Lizard was just the insignificant will of the goddess of procreation, which, driven by the instinct to survive, took over his body, but because of the residual instinct within him, it merged into a completely new being.

That is, Anna Lizé in front of me.

“As for why it is female…” Anna Lizhe chuckled, “that may be due to the source of that divine power, the goddess of fertility. The remnants of her power naturally tend to shape a form that conforms to herself.”

Having learned the whole truth, Celia was completely stunned, her eyes filled with disbelief and shock.

She could never have imagined that the origin of this powerful and bizarre demon king was actually the combination of Lord's discarded body and the divine power of the goddess of procreation.

This identity is outrageous!

Even Lord couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes.

Although he had guessed part of the truth based on various clues, it still felt too outrageous when the other party confirmed it in person.

He originally thought that Anna Liz was born from the corrosive divine power of the Fallen God Land, but he did not expect that it was a combination of his own sacrificed body and the corrosive divine power.

What is this? Another form of resurrection?
Meanwhile, Celia, recovering from her shock, sharpened her gaze and demanded again, "So, what do you want to do now? Do you want to rule the demon race and start a war?"

“I do have that idea,” Anna Lizard admitted frankly, a hint of anticipation in her dark eyes. “After all, I really want to witness the story of the hero slaying the dragon unfold before my eyes.”

Lord retorted, "Don't forget, in this story, you're the evil dragon destined to be slain by the hero's sword; you're the villain."

"What's wrong with being a villain?" Anna Lizhe tilted her head, slightly puzzled. "I don't care! Besides, killing me will completely eliminate the last vestiges of corrupting divine power within me. Isn't that what you've always been pursuing?"
Although, in my current state, after merging with divine power, conventional methods would be insufficient to completely obliterate me. But…” She looked at Lord again, her eyes filled with absolute trust, “I believe in you, Lord. You must have found a way to deal with me, right? I have waited for this for far too long…”

Her voice lowered, and the anticipation in her tone could no longer be concealed: "Waiting for that true hero to come and slay me, this evil dragon that brings disaster to the world!"

Lord was silent.

He looked at Anna Lizard, at the being born from the body he had abandoned.

Despite taking completely different paths, their fundamental way of thinking remains remarkably similar.

If it were him, he would do the same.

You can either become a legendary hero, saving the world and bringing peace, or you can bear all the sins, becoming a calamity-bringing dragon, waiting for a future hero to slay you and end all the disasters.

Whether Ana Lizard unites the demon race to become the Demon King or absorbs the remaining divine power from the Land of Fallen Gods to transform herself into a mobile calamity, her ultimate goal is to wait for the appearance of this hero.

If she fails to appear or kill her, she wouldn't mind turning this charade into reality, bringing disaster to the world, and waiting for a new hero to emerge.

Indeed, I am who I am!

Lord smiled.

He understood Anna Lise's full intentions.

Without further hesitation, he turned to Celie, who stood ready beside him, and said in a relaxed tone, "Go, Celie. Just like in the stories, go and defeat the dragon as a hero."

He decided not to defeat Anna Lizé in front of him.

It wasn't that he was being disrespectful, but rather that he needed to be responsible for cleaning up the mess after Celie defeated her opponent.

Killing Anna Lizé was not difficult, but properly dealing with the reproductive power within her body was troublesome. To do so, he needed to concentrate all his attention on casting that unprecedented, colossal sealing magic circle.

At that time, Anna Lizé, along with the immense divine power within her, will be sealed and obliterated.

And Celia was the hero he chose to slay the dragon in this drama.

Anna Lizard saw that Lord didn't intend to take action himself, and a hint of regret flashed in her eyes, but she quickly let it go.

She knew perfectly well that even though she had now merged with the power of the Fallen Gods and her strength had increased dramatically, she was still insignificant in front of Lord.

Moreover, the opponent also needs to deal with the power within their own body, so naturally they won't make a move. However, being able to fight Seria, who has learned all of Lord's knowledge, with all their might, and then be defeated by her, is also a decent ending.

“Then, Miss Elf,” Analize began to emanate black magic, radiating an incredibly terrifying pressure, “let me see if you are qualified to be a hero.”

Celia did not reply verbally, but responded with concrete actions.

Magic surged from her body like a waterfall, her golden eyes burning with pure fighting spirit. She raised her hand, and countless magic circles instantly unfolded layer upon layer in the void around her.

"as you wish!"

The next moment, countless super-level spells poured down on Ana Lizard like a storm!

Seria launched a full-scale, unreserved attack, determined to prove to Analyse that she was worthy of being a hero.

Faced with this devastating attack, Anna Lizard's face also showed a solemn expression. She mobilized the corrosive divine power within her body, transforming it into a black longsword to block the extremely fast attacks. At the same time, various magic arrays appeared around her, knocking down the subsequent attacks one by one.

boom! boom! boom! ! !
The earth-shattering explosions continued to resound, and the shockwaves generated by the collision of magic and divine power spread outwards in circles, completely tearing apart the clouds in the sky. Even the buildings of the Demon King's city below collapsed in the aftershocks.

Seria's magic is very powerful; each strike is enough to destroy a small mountain.

Ana Lizard's power was in no way inferior to hers. She could not only withstand Celia's magic with divine power, but also launch counterattacks from time to time, forcing Celia to use defensive magic.

The two fought from the sky above the Demon King's castle to the clouds, and then fought back down from the clouds to the castle ruins.

The speed was so fast that only two streaks of light could be seen constantly clashing, accompanied by the colors of various magical elements.

Both Celia and Anna Lizard have surpassed the scope of ordinary magicians, and even legendary magicians are far inferior.

In Lord's eyes, Celia had already vaguely touched the threshold of demigod.

In her battle with Ana Lizard, Celia fought with increasing ferocity. As the most outstanding genius of the Elven race, she unleashed the magic and combat experience accumulated over thousands of years without reservation.

She gradually adapted to Anna Lizard's strange divine power and began to use more targeted offensive magic to suppress it.

Faced with the increasingly dire situation, Anna Lizard showed no sign of panic. Instead, the anticipation and willingness to cooperate in her eyes grew even stronger. She seemed to be enjoying the battle and the drama that was heading towards its predetermined end.

Finally, with a divine strike from Seria, Ana Lizard could no longer withstand it and was slammed heavily to the ground, creating a crater tens of meters wide.

Meanwhile, Lord had completed his final preparations.

A vast and complex magic circle has been fully constructed. This magic circle is based on the power of all the holy swords he has collected and the holy sword of the Southern Unified Empire. It is a powerful magic circle that can even seal gods.

More importantly, it is not just a seal, but a furnace for a specific being, capable of continuously purifying the corrupting divine power within Analyze's body.

Facing the defeated Anna Lise, Lord raised his hand and gently pressed down in Anna Lise's direction.

Anna Lizé, who was struggling to get up from the deep pit, suddenly stopped moving.

She felt an indescribable, irresistible force emerge from the surrounding space and act on her body, even enveloping her very existence.

Beneath her feet, a magic circle composed of the overlapping light and shadow of several holy swords and complex runes slowly emerged, its range covering the entire battlefield and even including the ruins of the Demon King's city below.

"This is...!" Upon sensing the power contained within the magic circle, Anna Lizé was utterly shocked. This shock then turned into understanding, and finally into an almost liberating exclamation. "As expected... you always manage to exceed my expectations, Lord."

She gave up resisting, even actively dissipating all her strength, opening her arms as if to embrace this inevitable end.

Seria also stopped attacking, panting as she looked down.

She knew that the story of the hero fighting the dragon was beginning to come to an end.

Countless chains, composed of the power of the holy sword and magical runes, shot out from various nodes of the magic circle and wrapped directly around Anna Liz's body.

They did not cause any harm, but rather enveloped her like a cocoon of light, while the divine power and demonic energy within her were rapidly drawn away and dissolved with the help of the magic circle.

Anna Lizard's figure gradually blurred within the cocoon of light. She didn't struggle, but simply watched Lord quietly until her last shred of consciousness faded. With her last strength, she softly spoke, her voice reaching Lord's ears:

"Thank you...and...goodbye!"

The cocoon of light solidified completely, transforming into a crystal suspended in mid-air. Inside the crystal, the outline of Ana Lizard sleeping peacefully could be vaguely seen, along with the divine power that was being continuously dissipated.

The enormous magic circle began to shrink, eventually merging entirely into the sealing crystal.

It will continue to operate with the power of the holy sword until the day when all pollution and demonic nature are completely purified.

Lord came to Celia's side, seemingly lost in thought.

Celia looked at him, then at the spot where the seal had disappeared, and finally said nothing, only gently taking his hand.

No matter what, I will stay by his side and won't go anywhere else.

(End of this chapter)