Man on the ark, forced to become king

Bang bang bang!

The cultivators drew their bows to intercept, only to find that the moment the arrows struck accurately, the golden spears disintegrated into countless golden feathers, like a storm sweeping through, attempting to engulf them.

The vegetation was broken, and the ground was plowed with grooves, highlighting the sharpness of those golden feathers.

Forced to stop, the monks who had come to help had to retreat and avoid the storm.

"It works well. This move is called... Flying Feathers?"

In a brief moment of thought, Lin Lu gave what she thought was a pretty good name to the move she had come up with on the spot, then put her hands together in front of her and revealed a slightly ferocious smile.

Azure light rippled through the void, and several translucent blue swords appeared around him.

Kalia Magic: Kalia Circle Array!

One of the spells bestowed upon knights by the Kalia royal family, it is considered a high-level spell among magic knights. It is an advanced version of the Shining Sword Array, capable of forming a circular array of numerous magical shining swords with an automatic attack effect.

However, judging from the sheer scale of the magic, the Kalia Circle Array used by Lin Lu far exceeded its proper specifications, condensing not just a dozen or a few dozen magical swords, but a full thousand!

A vast array of magical swords formed a deep blue curtain in the air, sending chills down the spine of Violet, who was closest to them.

She could sense the terrifying power contained within those magical swords; each sword in the sword curtain was no less powerful than the bullets she fired with her guardian gun.

With such a scale... she had no doubt that if these things attacked, she and Xi Dejia would be overwhelmed by the energy storm without even being able to resist, and there would be no chance of survival.

As the magic swords hummed and trembled as they poured down, her first reaction was to turn around and hug Xi Dejia, throwing herself to the ground to shield her with her own body.

As for the dead Pope Knight, she couldn't take care of him; she could only do her best to save the closest ones first.

"Xidejia!"

The young cultivator heard urgent shouts coming from afar. The whistling wind swept past her ears, creating a continuous sound. The ground trembled, and explosions of varying distances erupted from all directions, completely engulfing her. A brilliant blue light shone in from the corner of her eye.

Her trembling arms tried to pull away Violet, who was clinging to her, but she was surprised to find that they did not seem to have been attacked.

Violet noticed this as well. Logically speaking, if she were hit by that kind of magic sword, her small body might have been blown to pieces. But in reality, she didn't feel like she was hit. She quietly looked up and saw a flashing light pass by her. Although it was very close, it didn't hit her directly. Instead, it flew to a greater distance.

So... they were let off the hook?

Before she could even feel the relief of surviving the ordeal, she heard a distant explosion and cries of pain. She instinctively wanted to get up, but considering Sidjia beneath her and the magic swords whistling past her, she ultimately didn't move.

Compared to them, who were bypassed by the spells, the Brothers Landon, who were targeted for attack, were not so relaxed.

The overwhelming barrage of magical swords made them feel as if they were facing a direct attack from a revolver.

Unlike revolver guns, these flying swords are not only numerous and fast, but they can also explode!

They didn't have Lin Lu's ability to draw their bows and arrows at the rate of fire of a revolver, so trying to shoot down the incoming magic swords with arrows was nothing short of a pipe dream. They had no choice but to resort to close combat.

However, they were not wearing armor or carrying strong shields. If they were not careful, they would be blown away by the violent explosion and then caught in a continuous bombardment. The best outcome would be that they would be seriously injured and unable to get up. Those who were not capable enough would not be able to dodge in time and would be hit head-on by several magic swords, and of course, they would die.

Crush, a complete crush.

Faced with this large-scale spell that could automatically track and find enemies, the Langdon monks, whose main weapons were bows and arrows, were completely powerless to fight back. Apart from a few monks who were far away and had strong abilities, a magical storm swept through and all the others fell on the wilderness.

"demon……"

No one knows who uttered the word first, but the cultivators who had barely managed to hold on had bloodshot eyes. Seeing their former friends fall in front of them filled their chests with hatred that almost swallowed their reason.

However, their nightmare had only just begun.

For Lin Lu, a mere Kalia Circular Array is practically costless; he can use such a spell countless times in a row.

Therefore, after casting one spell, he immediately followed up with another.

A giant sword, seemingly constructed of ice crystals, extended from his palm. The blade, as tall as a person, swept across the air, and crescent-shaped sword energy flew for hundreds of meters. Wherever it passed, a chill permeated the air, and large patches of thin ice formed on the ground.

Magic: Adura's Moonsword!

The spell that 'Devouring Mage' Adura possessed fell into Lani's hands after Adura was defeated, and it later became one of Lin Lu's most frequently used spells.

It can be used for melee combat or ranged attacks, and it also comes with frost-related abnormal effects. The cost is not too high, and countless tests have proven that this thing is really useful.

This time, however, Lin Lu only used the icy sword energy from her magic greatsword to fight her enemy.

The magical greatsword, which was enormous for ordinary people, was wielded with ease in his hands, slashing out crisscrossing icy crescent moons that lowered the temperature of the plains considerably.

Even across a distance of a hundred meters, the sword energy that had detached from the blade remained sharp. Some cultivators tried to resist with their bows and arrows, but the metal bows were directly cut in half by the sword energy. The pervasive chill encased them in frost, freezing them in place.

Lin Lu swung her sword forward with leisurely strides. The Landon monks opposite her were engulfed by the whistling sword energy, and the few who barely managed to withstand the Kalia Circular Formation were frozen and cut in half.

Within minutes, the entire army of cultivators who came to provide support was wiped out.

Pale golden souls emerged from their corpses and were absorbed into Lin Lu's body as he walked by. These were all future reserves for the Golden Tree, and he naturally wouldn't let them go.

Life and death have never been a problem for the Golden Tree.

"See? This is war."

After slowly turning around, Lin Lu turned back to look at Violet and Sidgar, who were helping each other to their feet. The smile on her face made the little nun, whose face was full of hatred, shiver.

The deaths of her elders nearly drove her to the brink of madness, causing her to rush forward and kill the man without thinking.

But reason and her body's instincts told her that she couldn't move, or she would die.

Chapter Fourteen: The Curtain Rises

The midday sun melted the ice crystals covering the grass, and a white mist, carrying a hint of chill, rose up, sweeping across the open field with the breeze, adding to the icy coldness.

Further on, the land remained tranquil and serene, with birds soaring across the sky and chirping softly.

Only this small patch of broken wilderness was shrouded in a hazy mist.

The light flows, in rhythm.

The golden hue, a symbol of life, seeps through the gaps in the broken grass and trees, covering the rolled-up turf and soil, and an invisible force smooths out the mess.

Broken bows and arrows, shattered corpses, trembling arrows, blood flowing into the soil, shell casings still smelling of gunpowder... all were swallowed up by the writhing earth in the flowing glow, as if they had never existed.

Life is quietly sprouting.

The grass peeked out, mending the scars left by the battle and concealing the aftershocks of the carnage.

The young nun trembled as she watched the ravaged earth recover before her eyes, tears streaming silently down her face.

'Look, this is war.'

The man's voice seemed to still linger in the air, calm and gentle.

But to Sidja's senses, what she heard was clearly the whisper of the devil.

That person is a demon!

The elders who once taught her are now buried beneath the earth, dead from those powerful spells. Her past memories are shattered, and she is powerless to change them.

She longed to draw her bow and pierce the man's throat, but her body resisted her will, rendering her unable to move.

Cowardly, powerless.

Blood flowed into her eyes; she had never hated her own weakness so much.

This is war.

Because of her weakness, she could only watch helplessly as familiar people turned into cold corpses.

Because of her weakness, she couldn't even pick up her own weapon.

With the enemy so close, she was like an ant crawling on a blade of grass, easily let go.

Humiliation, shame.

Pain gnawed at her soul, plunging her into an abyss. The world faded in her eyes, and even the sunlight seemed dark and terrifying.

“Cheer up, Brother Sidgar.”

In a daze, she saw Cardinal Violet once again standing in front of her, the Guardian Gun that was emitting blue smoke due to overload glowing, the intense light emanating from its aura obscuring her vision.

"No!"

A hoarse roar escaped from his throat, and Xi Dejia saw the man opposite him raise his palm, orange flames dancing at his fingertips.

She desperately tried to grab the back of the figure blocking her way, but only touched the falling ashes.

The halo dimmed, the wings shattered, and flames emanated from the figure, as if seeping from cracked porcelain, burning the body to ashes that slowly dissipated.

She saw a bullet being held between fingers, its magical glow fading.

She saw the broken guard gun fall from the ashes, covered in dust.

No more, nothing left.

This time, she was all alone.

Immense despair and hatred filled the void in my heart.

"Nice look."

Lin Lu placed her hand on the little nun's shoulder, feeling like a villain in a comic book, specializing in bullying innocent girls.

Oh, no, this time he was playing the role of the main villain.

That's fine.

It sounds pretty exciting!

According to the plot of the novel and comics, the next thing that should happen is that the little nun, stimulated by the death of her comrade, will turn into a dark force on the spot, awaken some strange power, her combat power will soar, she will pin this great demon king to the ground and beat him to a pulp, and then debut as a hero of the kingdom or something.