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Chapter 320. The Sun Elemental Demon

The hourglass began to run, and grains of elemental essence fell rapidly, forming a complex ring structure that seemed to isolate Kroya in another space.

Inside that space containing only elements, the elements surrounded his body, allowing him to perceive the essence of the elements as much as possible.

During this time, Kroya restrained the magic of her "Rainbow Poem" and simply used her powerful control to manage the elemental forces.

He also used these elements to cast all sorts of elemental magic he knew and had learned.

Frost Arrow, Wind Blade, Chain Lightning, Flight, Ley Lines... and so on.

This was certainly very mentally taxing, and relying solely on mental energy to restrain and control elemental magic was indeed a novel experience for him.

The elemental power, which had been suppressed under the light of "The Rainbow Poem" in the past, now had a sense of boundless vastness.

Yes, this is the elemental world that an ordinary mage should be able to perceive.

The basic elements that make up the world.

It was similar to the sun—full of vibrant rhythm, yet not quite the same—cold, heavy, light…

He had to admit that this was indeed a completely new world he had never experienced before, and it was no less impressive than the sun high in the sky.

He quickly became engrossed in it, while Miya, watching the elemental essence rapidly flowing away in the hourglass, had a look of satisfaction on her face.

Each grain of elemental essence that slips away represents Kroa rapidly analyzing the structure of an element.

The human brain is a more sophisticated structure than any machine, and its speed of operation is simply unimaginable.

He wasn't afraid that Kroya would consume the elemental power here; his only concern was that Kroya wouldn't be able to study properly. As long as Kroya could study well, no amount of consumption mattered.

In this respect, He was exactly the same as Chloe, who also said the same thing when instructing his apprentices.

"Sometimes you can't be too fixated on your own power."

"Even tiny elements can make up the world."

He shifted his gaze with relief and glanced at Treden: "Since the moon and the sea have acknowledged you as the next Mermaid King, then I will take you to see what your ancestors left behind here."

"OK."

Treden didn't dare to speak loudly in front of Mia, he nodded cautiously, and then followed behind Mia.

They passed through a curtain and arrived in a world bathed in moonlight, a vast world with only the still, almost lifeless water and the cold moonlight.

Even though this was the sea Trent was familiar with, he felt a little nervous, as if some enormous monster was lurking beneath the calm surface of the water.

The mermaid prince is afraid of the ocean?

If this got out, it would be unbelievable.

But Miya knew that what was here was indeed something the mermaids should fear. The former mermaid god and the first king had sealed it here, and it was suppressed by the seal of the Ark.

That's related to the father of the first ancestor of the mermaid race.

He said to Treden, "I hope you can deal with her; you are the rightful King of Mermaids."

As Miya's voice rang out, the calm sea suddenly rippled, and terrifying waves surged forth without any wind, shattering even the moonlight beneath them.

A gigantic monster can be vaguely seen in the depths of the sea.

It was a graceful female figure, but her head was covered with hair that looked like snakes. Her eyes were fixed on this place, filled with an indescribable loneliness and solitude.

She simply gazed at this spot, without any fluctuation of power; her mere gaze was enough to captivate anyone.

"She was once a priestess of a god."

"Her beauty was her sin, attracting the covetous eyes of another god. She hoped that the god she served could save her, but the god did not answer."

"In the sacred temple, in the bright light of countless holy flames, before the image of God, she was forcibly possessed by the god of the sea."

"She was punished by God."

"The god was angry that such an unclean thing had happened in his temple, but he dared not retaliate against another god, so he vented all his resentment on her."

"Her hair turned into venomous snakes, and her eyes could shoot rays that could turn people to stone. She went from a pure priestess to a monster that everyone feared."

"Her destiny is to create a heroic epic, and her head will be embedded in a shield as a sacrifice."

Miya paused here, looked at Treden's serious expression and smiled, "Do you think she's very miserable and pitiful?"

Treden nodded in agreement: "It was clearly God who forcibly took her, but she was punished instead."

Having lived on the island of Kroa's Reef since birth, the mermaid prince had received a great deal of education and was able to express his disgust—even though he was aware of the filth among the gods.

So his gaze toward the sea monster held a hint of pity, as if even the snakes' hair seemed more pleasing to the eye.

"This story is certainly infuriating." Miya's voice lowered slightly, and the sea became deeper. The loneliness in the eyes of the sea monster disappeared, replaced by ferocious, dancing snake hair.

"But epics are written by people."

"Treden, the belief in gods is very complex. Many epics depict the gods as sordid in order to attract attention. You need to be able to distinguish for yourself whether it is fact or a deliberate embellishment to smear them."

"Is Chloe planning to send you to help William?"

His sudden change of topic caught Treden off guard, and after a couple of seconds of hesitation, he nodded: "Yes."

"You must record all of this, record the changes in everyone around William, record the most authentic process," Mia simply said. "Epics create heroes, but not all heroes are as described in epics."

"This would affect the purity of the epic."

"The bards sing of an impure epic..."

He pointed to the monster in the deep sea: "It will become like this, falsehood will replace reality—the original priest was raped by a soldier, and the protective god made the soldier drown in the sea."

"Look, a god who was protective of his own has become an evil god who doesn't care about the life or death of his priests and even vents his anger on them."

Legends are that simple; even a slight change can lead to a completely different outcome.

It even influenced history.

Treden was beginning to understand Mia's meaning: "You mean if Teacher Chloe recites the wrong epic, it will also make the epic a reality?"

"What impact will this have on Professor Chloe?"

Miya did not answer directly: "The illusory gods of the mermaid race are the ultimate product of the power of illusion, while I am the end point of the power of emptiness."

What you have is fantasy, what I have is reality.

Reality cannot undo a distorted reality, but fantasy can soothe a distorted fantasy.

"..."

Treden recalled Kroya's casual remark that "riddlers should all go parkour in the abyss," and after holding back for a long time, he still didn't dare to reveal anything, only asking, "So you want me to fight that monster?"

"Yes." Miya smiled kindly. "This is the Ark. Here, no matter what kind of injury you suffer, even if you die, I can restore you immediately."

So fight to your heart's content!

After saying that, He pushed Treden into the sea. Watching the huge waves surge up in the sea, He smiled slightly, took out a deck chair and some roasted sunflower seeds, and prepared to watch the show.

The king and god of the merfolk threw this hot potato to Him, which was mixed with the fantasy and distortion brought by the epic. Now, His descendants must experience what it is like to be petrified every day.

This is for his own good.

……

On the other side, Kroya was unaware that his little apprentice had been rendered speechless by Miya, the most outrageous riddle teller. After some time of trying, he finally had an idea.

He held the iridescent iron block in his hand, carefully separated a small piece, and began to imprint the secret runes of the merfolk on it—an ancient magical rune that even the current merfolk did not know.

While they were branding him, he really wanted to complain: "It's true that technology relies on archaeology; the ancients were definitely better than the moderns."

It must be admitted that the ancient magic runes were incredibly powerful. Combined with the superior materials and Kroa's method of creating living golems, they actually managed to forge a weapon with a soul—

[Engraving complete, Rainbow Iron Trident (Ancient Mermaid Demon Pattern)]

[They possess their own soul potential, and it grows over time.]

[Possessing the ancient mermaid tribe's magical runes that command the ocean, using this trident will grant you the sea's favor; storms and the sea will be at your command.]

[Note: This only applies to Mermaids.]

It's a very simple introduction, but the simpler the description, the more exaggerated it becomes.

He wanted to find Treden immediately to show off, but after searching around, he couldn't find him. It was Miya who found him and said, "He's busy, just give it to me."

After saying that, he took the trident and left, looking as if he couldn't wait to see what kind of show it was.

Kroya was puzzled, but didn't pay much attention to it.

Miya always thinks things through carefully and is very confident in her actions, so I should focus on bringing out the demon first.

With that in mind, he began to work on building the solar furnace.

Having become familiar with the elements, he now had some experience in controlling this rainbow-colored iron, slowly and meticulously casting it into the shape of a furnace day by day.

Time passed by day by day.

Making such intricate magical items certainly cannot be rushed, and he was very confident that his apprentices and the tower spirit could handle what was happening outside.

So this time, I really spent a full three years immersed in the Ark Garden before finally creating this perfect, radiant, seven-colored furnace, which truly lived up to its name.

Of course, it also used the techniques of golems, as well as special magical runes passed down from Doraemon the little blue cat, so this furnace is actually alive—

[Imprint successful, Solar Furnace (blazing light and elemental life)]

[If "fuel" and "flame" are placed inside this golem, a life unique to "Kroa" will be born.]

Injecting different elements will produce different results, with the highest limit being Legendary.

Kroya frowned: "Why is it getting simpler and simpler? This description..."

He had initially thought it would be some kind of reading comprehension exercise, but it turned out to be quite simple, which he didn't quite understand.

However, this did not stop him from enthusiastically starting to try it.

He brought the World Tree coal he had prepared beforehand and placed it inside the seven-colored, shimmering furnace. Then he poured in his own flames and elemental ores from his spatial magic bag.

It wasn't that he didn't want to use the elements that were readily available here, but Miya told him that he couldn't take things away from here—he had the authority to take things away, but he couldn't waste them on these basic elemental magics.

After his solar furnace and experiments are completed, there is one more place he needs to go.

Fuel was added to the colorful furnace, and flames were introduced, causing it to burn fiercely. The scorching vitality of the sun merged with the faint vitality of the World Tree coal, which had been buried for millions of years but still stubbornly existed.

With the addition of the basic fire elemental magic that Kroa knew best, a tiny life was born in just a moment, accompanied by sparks flying.

Its outer shell is a ring of rising golden flames, but inside is an extremely faint, flickering soul fire—the flame of matter enveloping the flame of the soul, along with an unusually peculiar demonic aura.

"Sunfire Elemental Demon".

Kroa exclaimed, "So the flames of the sun and the deathly stillness of the World Tree really can create demons."

The nascent demon sensed the aura that created it and immediately flew onto Kroya, but hesitated to land—Kroya's head, shoulders, and even arms and hands were filled with auras that made it tremble.

It was as if something was watching it.

It immediately and willingly distanced itself from Kroa's body, circling around her pitifully, wanting to approach but not daring to get close.

It also emitted a wave of aggrieved mental energy.

It seems to be crying.

"..."

Of course, Kroya knew what was going on.

His shoulders and head are now considered the most comfortable places by those elves, and they've even left their own magical imprints on them. Inside, there are often level twelve or thirteen lotus flowers and thirsty sea glow algae, legendary gopher wood and sunflowers...

Even if this guy's birth method is special, it is completely helpless against a group of elves that are much stronger than it.

"What abilities do you have?" He held out his hand, letting the tiny fire demon land in his palm. "Tell me, what can you do for me?"

The little demon wandered around for a moment, then suddenly pounced on the pile of elemental ore next to it and began to devour the ore.

—At first glance, there seems to be nothing wrong with this.

Demons can eat almost anything that contains magic, and they have a good appetite. But aren't elemental fire demons usually only able to eat things related to fire?

Why did it eat all those ice element ores so cleanly?

Under Kroya's questioning gaze, the nascent elemental demon devoured a huge pile of elemental ores—worth approximately two thousand magic crystals.

Each piece inside is three or four times larger than it.

After it finished eating, its body began to expand rapidly, growing from the size of a palm to a full ten meters tall and three or four meters wide, and flames rose up violently.

Then, clusters of strange little sparks suddenly burst out from its body, each one burning wildly after hitting the ground, each one an independent little fire demon.

Furthermore, each one has completely different attributes, including icy flames, earthy yellow earth spirit fire, and light wind spirit fire...

"Lesser Solar Flame Elemental Demon".

"So you're actually the Mother of Demons, capable of giving birth to little devils?"

Kroa clicked his tongue in amazement. He knew that a Demon Mother who could give birth to imps was a rare existence in the entire Abyss, representing an endless army of demons.

"So other elemental demons do this too?"

He immediately began experimenting, putting different elements into the solar furnace to create demons—and the results were exactly as he had imagined.

Whatever the initial elemental demons of the sun are, they all have the ability to devour the ore and produce new demons.

In the end, he created twenty-one elemental demons.

There were even two extremely beautiful demons inside, shining with silver and white-gold light—the Illusion Demon and the Sky Demon.

He had tried other seven types of celestial ore, but only these two could give birth to demons. Time Stone was an exception; he still hadn't been able to find a stable source of that stuff.

Even so, it's still quite amazing.

Twenty-one elemental demons, if given time to devour and develop, would amount to a full twenty-one elemental demon legions! Even more outrageous is that Kroa can continue to create through the Solar Furnace.

As long as he has the magic of the sun and the coal of the World Tree, the Demon Mother will produce them inexhaustibly.

At this moment, he finally understood why Ivy told him that the ancient sun god could create the race of demons. Indeed, if even he could create so many, wouldn't the sun god be even more terrifying?

He took a deep breath and instinctively put the solar furnace aside, feeling a little apprehensive—this was the first time he had ever felt this way.

You should know... they are demons that devour elements!

Even though they are bound by the sun of Kroa, they are still demons that devour elements, and all elemental magic is the most delicious food in front of them.

What's more, they have such a terrifying reproductive capacity, which is far more terrifying than locusts. In just a short period of development, they can devour an entire elemental world.

"..."

He looked at the sun elemental demons dancing merrily around him, his expression grave. This was undoubtedly a terrifying legion with immense potential, but if misused, it could cause enormous harm.

He needed to think carefully about how to deal with these solar elemental demons, and... demons should have flesh and blood, right? Why were all the ones he created elemental demons, and none of them made of flesh and blood?

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