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Chapter 121, 120: Recharged, New World

Northern Continent, Tike Region, Land of Swords.

The cold autumn wind whips up withered leaves, bringing a desolate atmosphere.

The Demon King stood on the high platform in the village square, his blood-red eyes sweeping over the trembling human villagers below, a hint of impatience creeping into his eyes.

"Three months have passed. Has the hero not arrived yet?"

Shurahart knelt on one knee in response:

"Your Majesty, your challenge has spread to every corner of the continent, yet so far there has been no sign of a brave warrior responding."

"Perhaps, he knows he is worlds apart from Your Majesty and has already hidden himself in fear."

The Demon King remained silent for a moment, rubbing his fingertips together.

"Cowardly ant—a boring ant."

"Fine."

He slowly raised his hand, and pitch-black magic began to gather, as if a bloody massacre was about to unfold.

"Please—please wait a moment!"

An old, hoarse voice, yet one that struggled to remain calm, trembled as it broke the suffocating silence.

The elderly eighth-generation village chief rose from his knees among the crowd.

In an instant, countless weapons were drawn, their cold gleam aimed at her.

"Your Majesty the Demon King!"

Her voice trembled, but she struggled to lift her head, "Hero, you must have been delayed by something extremely important!"

"The three-month timeframe you've given is far too short for humans who need to traverse an entire continent and cross mountains and rivers!"

"This—this is not a fair duel! We beg Your Majesty to see the truth!"

"Insolence!" a demon officer shouted, stepping forward to punish him.

The Demon King snorted coldly, flicked his finger, and an invisible force instantly blasted the officer away, sending him crashing into a distant stone wall, his fate unknown.

The entire room fell silent.

The Demon King looked at the old village chief with great interest, his gaze as if he were looking at an ant that had mustered the courage to challenge a dragon:

"Oh? You're teaching me what justice is?"

"Three months? Isn't that enough time for you humans to travel from the capital to get here?"

The old village chief swallowed hard, his heart pounding, his gaze hardening once more.

"From the capital to here, it's a distance of two thousand miles. When encountering high mountains, we must detour; when faced with great rivers, we must find a boat!"

"Even if the news reaches the capital and the hero sets off immediately, traveling day and night, it will still take at least four months!"

"Your Majesty, your three-month deadline, if I may be so bold, is simply asking the impossible!"

She went all out, summoning her last bit of courage to ask him in a resounding voice:

"Your Majesty is in such a hurry, unwilling to wait even a moment longer. Could it be—that you fear the arrival of the Hero, fear the power he possesses?!"

The air froze instantly, and a murderous glint flashed in Shurahart's eyes!

However, the Demon King suddenly laughed:

"Hahaha—interesting, what an interesting ant!"

He raised his hand to stop all his men.

"Fear? A clumsy attempt at provocation. But your paltry courage has barely pleased me."

The Demon King stepped forward, looking down at him, and said, "As you wish, I will give that coward another month."

The old village chief had just breathed a sigh of relief.

The Demon King's tone suddenly turned cold, carrying a mocking, cat-and-mouse quality:

"However, those who defy me will pay the price."

"Didn't you firmly believe that the hero would come, and have absolute faith in him?"

"Then, I will give you a chance to 'verify it yourself.'"

"If he comes, I will defeat him with my own hands right in front of you."

"Then, you, the human who trusts him most, will personally inflict the 'death by a thousand cuts' punishment upon him."

"You must cut him, piece by piece, until he is reduced to bones."

"!"

The old village chief's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints, overwhelmed by endless fear.

"certainly."

The Demon King watched with satisfaction as her expression crumbled, then added, "If, after a month, the hero you believe in still hasn't appeared—"

"That proves your beliefs are worthless."

"At that time, my men will execute you and all the villagers here together."

"I will use your blood to celebrate the cowardice of the brave."

He not only wants to destroy the body, but also to crush all spirit and faith.

"No—you can't—you can't do this!!!"

The old village chief let out a heart-wrenching cry, but was quickly gagged and dragged away, leaving only his desperate sobs to dissipate in the wind.

"Shurahat".

"I am here, Your Majesty."

"I'll spread these 'rules of the game' throughout the human world, exactly as they are. I'm really looking forward to the response."

The Demon King chuckled.

"As you wish, Your Majesty!"

Not long after, in the unified imperial capital, late at night.

Gu Yuan sat in the room, his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat.

The pale green healing glow at his fingertips flickered intermittently before quickly dissipating.

"No, it still won't work—the threshold for limb regeneration is too high."

Since his hard-fought victory over the three demon generals a few months ago, he has been diligently cultivating every moment.

He knew better than anyone that his chances of winning against that unfathomable demon king were slim.

Although reason told him he could avoid the limelight for now, he looked at the newspaper in front of him.

The land of the sword has fallen.

One was executed by slow slicing.

Gu Yuan's feelings were more complicated than ever before.

He never imagined that the newspaper he created would bring such bad news.

He sighed softly.

"Sigh, troublesome. Once you reach the level of a Demon King, ordinary weapons are no longer very useful."

"Although I can use high-powered weapons like those found in the real world, and I have some on hand, such as thermobaric weapons, however..."

Gu Yuan shook his head, unable to confirm whether he had killed the Demon King.

Moreover, with hostages dying and too much killing taking place, if the goddess witnesses it, the outcome will likely be unfavorable.

A deep sense of melancholy welled up in his heart. Just then, he suddenly felt an unusual burning sensation in his chest.

He suddenly reached into his robes and pulled out the Two Realms Gate that he always carried with him.

The "door" was emitting a soft white glow, and the six compartments at its base were slowly being filled with a rich energy.

"This is?!"

Gu Yuan suddenly stood up and opened his palm.

The door vanished. In the palm of his hand, a clear, faintly glowing door-shaped mark appeared.

Immediately afterwards, as if by holographic projection, two lines of simple text appeared directly in front of his field of vision:

[World Choice]

·Technology·Magic Gu Yuan's heart began to pound wildly.

Four months have passed. It's finally fully charged.

And things have changed!

His gaze was fixed on the "magic" option.

If real-world weapons cannot be used, then self-improvement is the fastest way to resolve the crisis!

Without the slightest hesitation, he focused his mind.

The "Magic" option instantly shone brightly, and a new submenu immediately popped up below it:

[Region Selection]

Gu Yuan's breathing suddenly quickened. (The text then abruptly shifts to a description of a city: a labyrinthine city, a sword-wielding city, and an entertainment city.)

These three names—combined with the "magic" option—exploded in his mind, conjuring up a fantasy world centered around dungeons and a "blessing" system.

"Orario, the labyrinth city, it must be there."

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A world where gods exist everywhere, and these gods bestow "favors" upon mortals, which translate into concrete ability values!

Humans can transform "experience" into real "power" through battle, gradually climbing to a level comparable to that of gods!

His gaze was sharp, and the moment his mind focused on "Labyrinth City," a new row of words appeared before his eyes, bringing an unexpected surprise.

[Privilege Upgrade]

With the leap in energy resources, it will be possible to begin coordinating the flow of time when traversing the world.

[Currently configurable values: 1~10; -1-10]

Time slows down! Tenfold!

This news was like heavenly music, instantly shattering Gu Yuan's last remaining concerns.

This means he has ten times as much time to improve himself in the labyrinth city as he does here.

After the ecstasy comes extreme calm.

Before the operation, the necessary supplies must be prepared.

Gold, equipment, supplies—he absolutely cannot be left stranded on the streets; he must make the most of this precious time.

With this in mind, he immediately took action.

Of course, before Gu Yuan stepped out of the room, he did not forget the strange negative number.

"Positive and negative should represent acceleration and deceleration, respectively. Ten days in the main world, one day there; one day in the main world, ten days there..."

"It does allow me to have more flexibility in my planning."

"good."

This feature will allow you to avoid danger in the future.

He couldn't wait to try it out, as he could choose both the region and the time.