Man on the ark, forced to become king

Even when a king who rules over all falls from the throne due to the betrayal of his closest relatives, his desire never diminishes, but rather intensifies.

A sorcerer king who resembled a god made him tremble and dared not overstep his bounds in the slightest.

But as it turns out, the Witch King was not an immortal god. He could be injured, bleed, and die. He still needed a physical body to exist, and he was not invincible!

Mortals dare not wield their swords against gods, but they can challenge other people.

As a nobleman who had once served the Witch King, Karlov knew very well that the Witch King's vast knowledge was the real priceless treasure, far more valuable than the power to wield magic.

Power comes from knowledge, and knowledge is the cornerstone of strength. As long as he masters the Witch King's treasure, he can become the next Witch King, or even stronger!

So he came, traveling thousands of miles from Letania to Lungmen, even making a pact with an ancient evil god, just to find that sliver of possibility of fulfilling his wish.

In the past, the old followers of the Witch King secretly gathered his bloodline descendants and used their blood to carry the power left behind by the Witch King, attempting to revive that king from hell or recreate him.

Karlov was also involved and witnessed the experiments fail time and time again, until finally only three of the fifteen bloodline descendants remained—the only three.

If they die, then the Witch King's hope of returning to this world will be almost negligible.

At the crucial moment, he hesitated.

Behind the back of his former colleagues, Karlov secretly hid a child, claiming the experiment had failed and hiding him away. At the same time, he secretly gathered more clues, improving and refining their 'recovery plan'. It took him several years to finally find a theoretically feasible path.

The music played by the Witch King in the past carried his remaining consciousness and reflected into reality after his death, becoming known as the 'Sounds of the Mortal World'.

Descendants with the bloodline of the Witch King can, to a certain extent, bear the power of the Voice of the Mortal World, which is a part of the Witch King's consciousness. If more nourishment can be provided, this incomplete consciousness may slowly recover until it regains its former form. This is also the reliance of the Witch King's former followers in their desire to revive the Witch King. They firmly believe that the great king is immortal like a god, and even if he dies, he will return in the future to rule the country.

Karlov is different from them. He is only loyal to absolute power, not to the individual called the Witch King. He does not want to revive the Witch King, nor does he want to cultivate a so-called 'new Witch King'. He wants to become the Witch King!

By resonating with the sounds of the mortal world through the instruments once used by the Witch King, the dormant sounds of the mortal world can be brought to life. With the assistance of Originium magic that was once passed down from the court and is now labeled as the 'Witch King's legacy,' the recovery time of the Witch King's consciousness can be greatly shortened, allowing it to manifest from the body it resides in.

Finally, after the experimental subject's life was sacrificed for 'filtering,' he will absorb this gift from the Witch King into his own body, master the mysteries of knowledge and magic, and become the king of Letania!

We can only feel at ease when we have power and knowledge in our own hands. If that is possible, why should we let others suppress us?

A real man lives between heaven and earth, how can he be depressed and inferior to others for long!

During his time in Yan, Karlov read many books from Yan to pass the time, and he particularly agreed with this statement.

The Witch King is dead, his era has passed, and since that knowledge is now ownerless, why insist on finding someone to manage it?

Once today is over, he will be his own witch king!

One day... just one day... if it weren't for those few idiots who provoked the Guard Bureau for no reason, he wouldn't be in such a sorry state!

Thinking of the Guards officers and Graytail patrolling and investigating outside, a shadow crossed Karlov's eyes, and a cold aura instantly spread out.

By making a pact with the gods and using their power to transport personnel and weapons into Lungmen, the visible business team attracted the attention of Lungmen's higher-ups while they gathered clues and sent their subordinates to search in secret. Everything went incredibly smoothly, as if it were all destined to be this way.

Never had such a wonderful start!

But all of this was ruined by a few brainless idiots and lunatics!

Although the important items have been obtained and the test subject's body has been adjusted to be in perfect condition after more than ten days, the originally prepared testing ground can no longer be easily used due to the tight security in Lungmen.

In order to 'safely' acquire the power of the Witch King, Karlov used all his remaining funds to draw the corresponding magic array structure. The magic array of that scale could not be moved easily. In other words, if he wanted to start the plan at this time, he would have to use it.

Normally, waiting a while wouldn't be unacceptable. After all, he's waited for so many years, and he wouldn't mind a few days or even a few months. As long as he succeeds, it's all worth it.

The key issue now is that both the official and underground forces of Longmen have intervened, deploying all their personnel to conduct a near-frenzied, carpet-style search throughout Longmen. The ceremony venue they prepared could not possibly escape such a thorough search!

If he continued to delay, he would inevitably be discovered, so he had no choice but to begin the ceremony!

Wealth, subordinates, fame—none of those matter. As long as things go smoothly, he will eventually complete his plan, acquire the Witch King's knowledge, and escape from the Dragon Gate. Even sacrificing everything he has now is worthwhile.

When he masters that power, he will get back everything he has lost a hundredfold or a thousandfold in the future!

Karlov knew very well that he was now a gambler at the end of his rope, with no other option but to go all in.

He had been preparing for this day for years, pouring everything into the plan and putting it into it. He couldn't afford the cost of failure.

Then let's gamble!

He's risking his fate, his life, everything; he's determined to become king.

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"Abnormal energy fluctuation detected! Abnormal energy fluctuation detected!"

The sirens on the mobile police vehicle blared, and with the operator's rapid movements, a map of the area was enlarged, with one location flashing a bright red warning light.

The sudden anomaly caught everyone off guard, but someone quickly reacted. The tall, green-haired demon sprang up from his seat and casually picked up the huge triangular shield.

Seeing her appearance, the police officers at the scene felt much more at ease.

"You can always trust Hoshiguma and her Hannya," a Konoebu officer, who wished to remain anonymous, put it.

Indeed, on the battlefield, Hoshiguma is an insurmountable fortress for the enemy; no matter what kind of attack she launches, it will be firmly blocked by her shield.

"Everyone, assemble! Fully armed, follow me!"

This group of people were taking a break after their shift and were only staying here for a short while. Therefore, there were no high-ranking officers present. Hoshiguma looked around and took over command of the scene. Even though the officers of the Royal Guard had never seen her fight, they had heard a lot about her strength, so no one objected.

However, their strength was still somewhat lacking.

Hoshiguma, who has some seniority in the Guard Bureau, knows all too well the capabilities of these ordinary police officers. They are fine with handling ordinary theft and robbery cases, but they are somewhat powerless when it comes to cases involving infected or sorcerers.

Even with the aid of highly protective equipment, they cannot contend with true powerhouses and can only rely on their numerical advantage to overwhelm them. But there are only so many people now, so what numerical advantage do they have?

'If only Chen were here…'

An idea flashed through her mind, and Hoshiguma shook her head, trying to clear her mind of those unrealistic thoughts.

She knew that Chen Hejiu had been attacked and seriously injured in the slums. To be classified as seriously injured, he should not recover for at least a month. He was probably still lying in the intensive care unit. How could he be here?

"It's alright, just be careful. I'll lead the way and make sure they keep their distance."

Having made up her mind, Hoshiguma subconsciously touched her neck, but she didn't feel the familiar touch. She was stunned for a moment before remembering that she had given the amulet that she had worn for many years to Lin Lu.

Ha, it's been half a month since I last saw that guy... Now, I really can only rely on myself.

"Attention, all hands! Move out!"

The heavy halberd left a deep mark on the ground, confirming the location of the target area. Hoshiguma picked up the shield and took the lead, with the officers behind him quickly following.

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"Abnormal energy fluctuations occurring simultaneously in five areas? Suspected activation of a large-scale Originium device?"

Inside the study, Wei Yanwu was taken aback when he received the intelligence from Hei Suo. Then, anger surged within him, and he even snapped the pipe between his fingers with an unexpected burst of strength.

Five regions, five large-scale Originium energy bursts. If such things were used in the right place, they could even directly paralyze Lungmen's power system and energy supply chain. However, no one knew such important information before!

Are all those people in the Royal Guard Bureau incompetent?!

This enormous Dragon Gate was completely outmaneuvered by a group of remnants of the Witch King who didn't even dare to show themselves in the sunlight!

That's shameful, absolutely shameful!

Shabby, fucking shabby!

If another group of people were to come and attack him, would those idiots only realize what was happening after he'd been blown to bits?!

Wei Yanwu had never been so disappointed with the Longmen defense system he had built with his own hands. To call them good-for-nothings would be an understatement!

They're all scheming and incompetent, holding positions without doing their jobs. If it weren't for their dereliction of duty, allowing others to keep them in the dark and manipulate them, how could two Guards officers have died in the slums? If Lin Lu hadn't rescued them in time, even Chen would have almost perished!

The matter from that incident hasn't been investigated yet, and now they're demonstrating it again? Are they resorting to the same old tricks?

It's rotten! It's completely rotten!

But since things had come to this, Wei Yanwu had no good solutions for the time being. Even if he was angry, he had to hold back and settle the score later.

Let's deal with the immediate issues first. If nothing unexpected happens, it seems that the remnants of the Witch King have found what they want and started to make their move. If they succeed and the tyrant of Letania is resurrected in Lungmen, the consequences will be unimaginable!

"Someone! Quickly go and fetch Mr. Lin!"

Chapter 138 Chaos Begins.

In fact, without Wei Yanwu specifically sending someone to notify them, the violent energy fluctuations gushing up from underground even caused a slight distortion in the air above, so that the nearest energy burst area could be detected without any special perception.

Hei Suo, who had rushed over, saw Chen walking towards him as soon as he arrived at the door, and then learned that Lin Lu had already left.

With such a big incident, Lin Lu naturally couldn't wait for Wei Yanwu to send people to her door. The area where the energy erupted was so close, how could she just wait idly?

However, upon arriving at the location, Lin Lu immediately noticed something was wrong—the bursts of energy were chaotic and unrestrained, spewing out haphazardly, like a smoke bomb being released.

This is clearly illogical. No matter how rudimentary a spell is, its structure follows an order. A pure, chaotic mass of energy can never form a stable structure, let alone exert any magical effect.

The reason for the existence of this energy burst area is perhaps just like its appearance: purely to attract attention and divert energy. The real core is probably not here.

If it's simply used as bait, then this scale is indeed sufficient, and could even be described as a large-scale operation.

Such an energy burst cannot be ignored even if one knows the inside story in advance. It will inevitably draw a lot of attention from the official forces and high-level officials of Longmen. Most people within Longmen will turn their attention to this place, and it cannot be ignored whether intentionally or unintentionally.

The person who did this had no intention of hiding it. They just openly displayed the item, making it impossible to ignore even though it was fake. As long as it could buy time for their real objective, their true goal would be achieved.

So, what purpose could warrant such a large-scale mobilization?

Based on the current situation, there is no other possibility besides the Letanians who went to great lengths and paid a huge price to infiltrate Lungmen in search of the forbidden object that could supposedly resurrect the Witch King.

—They have found what they want and have begun to carry out a ritual in an attempt to resurrect the Witch King, which is why they are doing everything they can to prevent the Lungmen authorities from intervening.

"Lin Lu?"

The sound of hurried footsteps grew louder as they approached. Lin Lu, who was staring at the abandoned factory in front of her, turned to look and saw that it was Hoshiguma, fully armed, leading more than a dozen Royal Guard officers who were rushing over.