It doesn't matter what the lord is.

"It's difficult now..."

Lid squinted his eyes and muttered. I originally thought that the opponent would be good at ice attributes, but now it seems that there is no way to predict what kind of attack the opponent will take next. The magic coming from the fog is all tricky super ancient magic, and I may not be able to withstand a few of them.

Lord Lingwu frowned and fell into deep thought.

At this moment, the voice of the little ghost suddenly sounded in Lid's mind:

"Hey, hey~ Can you hear me? I just checked carefully and there is no other magic around. The magic just now was probably released by consuming the black fog around you. This is the only source of magic. Because you are in such a high concentration of magic, your perception of the same type of magic has become very dull. It is difficult for you to detect the magic before it hits you!"

Lid thought for a moment and asked the Lingwu Lord:

"You said before that high concentrations of magic power can lead to various dangers, including this?"

Lingwu Lord quickly replied:

"How is that possible? High concentrations of magic power can indeed cause many dangers, but most of them are single, large-scale natural disasters like sandstorms. The more destructive magic is, the more precise control it requires. There is no reason for disordered magic power to form magic of this level."

Lid's face did not look very good. He raised his hand and burned the thorns on the ground into ashes. While dodging the rain of arrows formed by lightning, he asked:

"What if... it's under control?"

The Lingwu Lord clenched his hand holding the fire sword, his eyes turned cold, and he said in a tone that did not allow for argument:

"Impossible, Clenus didn't revive so early. I've seen that the Heavenly Abomination that flowed into the North Sea is not enough to free its soul. The number of blood souls is also a little short of the actual demand. Judging from the time, even if it wakes up now, it is still in a weak period..."

Lid raised his hand and blasted away the inevitable lightning, and said to the Lingwu Lord:

"There is no other explanation. The magic power here comes from Clenus. No one else can use it even if they want to. Even if Clenus is not controlling it personally, it is likely that the mechanism he left behind can use this magic power to quickly recharge. This is troublesome. The magic power here is almost inexhaustible, and the magic offensive is naturally endless. If you rush through in one breath, you still have hope of survival. If you continue to stay here, you will only die slowly."

Lingwu Lord gritted her teeth. Although she knew that what Lid said made sense, she couldn't help but feel a little irritated.

If the magic just now was really controlled by Clenus, it meant that its resurrection progress was much faster than she expected, which was definitely not a good thing for her.

Even if it wasn't Clenus who was controlling it, and it was just some mechanism driven by Clenus's magic power as Lid said, the Spiritual Warrior Lord still couldn't feel at ease. It was obvious that Clenus would only exude such heavy magic power during the resurrection period. If this mechanism was really set up in advance, it meant that it had already guessed that someone would visit it when it was resurrected.

Lord Lingwu always had a feeling that his plans had been seen through.

If Clenus had been prepared, would he still be able to succeed?

Countless questions crept into my mind.

After a moment of trance, the Lingwu Lord felt something whistling towards her. She reflexively released a flame barrier, but the whistling water tornado instantly cut her flames into pieces, and the water arrows with white foam pierced her neck directly.

At that moment, Lid suddenly stretched out his hand to block it for her. The gaps in the locks of the black flame armor could not prevent the intrusion of water. The water arrow exploded, and Lid's palm was instantly bloody. Blood fell down with a patter, and the broken water tornado splashed half of Lid's body.

Lid wiped the water off his face and shouted at the Lingwu Lord word by word:

"Yu! Qing! Zhao!"

Obviously blaming her for being distracted.

When the name sounded, Lingwu Lord's eyes widened instantly, and the trance-like look just now disappeared instantly. She gritted her teeth, and the flames instantly swept around, sweeping away most of the elemental magic coming from all directions. Lingwu Lord regained her sober and indifferent appearance, looked at Lid and said:

"Let's go. I promised to get you out of here, and I will do it."

She turned around, her golden and red robe blocking Lid's way, her red sleeves brushing Lid's arms. Lingwu Lord stepped on the ground and rushed forward. In an instant, countless magics shot towards her, and Lingwu Lord waved her sleeves to block them all.

There is no point in worrying about these things. It doesn’t matter whether it is a trap or not, because she has no way out.

In these hundreds of years, she has never had a way out!

I have also spent many cold nights pondering whether to give up, and I have cried in the pain of the separation of soul and body. When I found that I was gradually forgetting my hatred, I used a knife to stab my body repeatedly in fear, and recalled the original feeling through the unforgettable pain; I also fell asleep on the throne in exhaustion and fatigue, and my dreams were full of the tragic and desolate scenes of iron horses and mountains and rivers.

How many times have I thought, "Let go when this life is over", "Lingwu has developed to this point, isn't it enough now?", but when I look back, I find that the sea of ​​blood and corpses that day seems to be right in front of me. Countless people who loved her or hated her died for her, and the innocence of youth needs to be repaid with too many years of loneliness.

The unstoppable magic pierced her shoulder, leaving a string of crystal blood beads.

Lid sighed and followed. He did not follow behind the Spiritual Lord, but walked side by side with her, his black flame armor burning with blazing flames, helping her share half of the magic that was thrown at her. The Spiritual Lord looked at him silently and said nothing.

Not long ago, Lid told Lingwu Lord that he and she were comrades who had been through thick and thin together, and Lingwu Lord was not moved at all. Because she knew that was just Lid's wishful thinking. Even without him, Lingwu Lord could solve those problems well, it just took some time. On the contrary, Lid broke her meridians when he just came down, which was a complete drag.

But now, at least for now...

Reed gasped and ran forward, saying:

"Listen carefully, Zhaozhao. I have wanted to say this a long time ago. There is no essential difference between Lingwu and Yongtian. One day, the tragedy of the past will happen again. But you don't have to worry about anything. As long as I am still alive, Lingwu will never be able to take over this vast land."

38. What do you want?

"As long as I am still alive, Lingwu will never be able to take over this vast land."

This provocative remark fell into the ears of the Spiritual Martial Lord, and her aura instantly surged. The sword she swung left sparks in the air, which were set off by the dark mist and looked very beautiful. Both of them were running forward at full speed, while doing their best to resist the dangers around them, chopping, picking, stabbing, hooking, and using almost all the martial arts they could use.

This was a hopeless journey. There was a thick fog ahead with no end in sight, and there were attacks from all directions. The dark fog dulled my five senses. Normally, I could easily sense any movement within a few hundred meters around me, but now I felt like a headless fly.

Fortunately, not all the magic spells were aimed very accurately. Some of them hit directly at a place tens of thousands of miles away from the two of them, which made Reed sure that Clenus's consciousness should not have recovered to the level where he could release magic. Otherwise, this sunset red human body outline magic would really be a disgrace to the three tribes.

Even so, Lid felt as if he was rowing against the current, and this water was not just a rushing river, but a waterfall that plunged 3,000 feet. The further he went, the more intense the magical bombardment became, and the less strength he had left in his body, so he had to grit his teeth to hold on every step he took.

In order to relieve the physical pain, Reed chose to continue talking to the Lingwu Lord to divert his attention.

Silence is fertile ground for despair. Even if you have a quarrel, you must communicate with her.

After coming to the other world, he actually always had a bystander mentality. Even if he didn't need to work hard, there were only a handful of people in this world who could pose a threat to him. As long as he didn't take the initiative to provoke them, he could live happily in this life. In addition, Lid was used to making plans before taking action. He usually had a backup plan before doing things, and most of the time he was confident.

But this time was different. Although he had some guesses in his mind, which made him not particularly panicked and anxious at the moment, he was only 50% sure that he could solve the current problem. Moreover, if he lost the bet this time, it would not be a matter of losing more or less, but falling directly into an abyss of no return, and dying in a place where no one would collect his bones.

In this situation, there are some things he really has to say:

"I've wanted to say this a long time ago. When I was in Lingyun City, I was just a dandy boy who fought dogs and walked birds. I lived a happy life doing nothing every day. At that time, my father, my brother, and the nobles in Lingyun City all looked down on me. They thought I was a waste with no ambitions. It was a sign of maturity for me to fight for a little power like them and get hurt."

"Later, I met Bai Feng, who was known as the noble son of Yunhai, Wu Mi, the white-robed minister who was a farmer in the morning and an emperor in the evening, Kaiya, the son of King Huai, who squinted his eyes and was full of calculations, and I also met you. Your characteristics are that you always talk about the people of the world, and you open and close your eyes and talk about the vast mountains and rivers, as if only when you reach this level are you qualified to stand on the chessboard where many heroes are competing for supremacy. I have always remembered what Bai Feng said at the beginning that I would have a share of one-third of the world, but I have always regarded it as a joke."

"In the final analysis, no matter who sits on the throne, it will not improve the current situation facing mankind. It can neither feed the people at the bottom nor eliminate the foreign races that are eyeing us covetously. It is certainly not difficult to sit on it, and you will see a peaceful and prosperous era in your lifetime, but what about the future? The throne is passed down from generation to generation, and each generation is worse than the previous one. It won't be long before the next Eternal Kingdom comes."

Lid exhaled, slapped away a piece of lava that was thrown at him, and said to the Lingwu Lord:

"Especially you. You hated that man so much, but in the end you became like him. You should know that no ideal in the world is worth such a fall."

The golden flames around Lingwu Lord flew endlessly. The sword energy that Garberd gave her was fully activated by her at this time. The thunder that struck Lid was blasted into lightning in mid-air. Considering only the current situation, Garberd's move was right for Lingwu Lord. If she hadn't inherited this sword energy, she would have been in danger of being fatally injured many times.

The Lingwu Lord did not look at Lid, but replied:

"I know you've seen some of my past, but no matter how much you've seen, it's just the tip of the iceberg."

"I have been here since Lingwu had less than 10,000 people. You are not the only one who knows the dangers of foreign races and the sufferings of the people. As for hatred, if you were like me, who was deceived and taken to the desolate and cold land of the northern frontier when you could have been the king, and guarded the northern border for hundreds of years like a dog, you would live with hatred like me."

"I'll only say this once. My hatred for the country of Yongtian does not conflict with my love for its people. I will sit on that throne, but I will be different from the people who sat there before. Don't compare me to a half-baked person like Ji Yingtian!"

Lid rarely saw the Lingwu Lord so angry.

When she mentioned Ji Yingtian, she could no longer hide her emotions as she did before.

But again, after just a brief moment, she regained her composure, frowned and said no more.

Lid pulled out an icicle that had pierced his arm, threw the bloody icicle on the ground, and said to her:

"I know you are much stronger than him. To be honest, I have seen Bai Feng, the king of the royal family, Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai, and Huang Yan of the rebel army, but they are all inferior to you. You are the woman closest to the throne, but from the deformed power system of Lingwu, it can be seen that even if you gain the world, you will rule it by yourself."

Lid sneered, but continued to block the magic that might threaten the two at all costs. His black hair was already wet with sweat, and every bone in his body was groaning. He adjusted his breathing and said:

"It may be very effective in the short term, but an empire built on one person will also fall with the death of that person. This has been the case since ancient times. I have never seen a woman as stubborn as you! You do everything in Lingwu yourself, but do you think that soul reincarnation can go on endlessly? You will die one day, and by then, won't the family business you have worked so hard to build up be lost to others?"

This time, Lord Lingwu did not speak for a full half minute.

Lid originally thought that she agreed with his idea, but unexpectedly, after a moment, the Lingwu Lord said softly:

"Will not."

Reed glanced over there, but Lord Lingwu didn't look at him.

She just continued to control the sword energy in her body, and because she used too much force, blood stains were already visible on the veil.

While clearing the obstacles in front of her, she said calmly:

"If I get out of here alive, death will no longer pose any threat to me. I will always sit in that position and lead this country in a better direction. This is why I came here. What I want is Clenus itself, which is the only thing it has... immortality."

39. Predictable Ending

Lingwu Territory, Prime Minister's Mansion.

The old Prime Minister Yu Zuo stood in front of the long wooden table, his palms gently placed on the table, and at his fingertips were two reports from the Moon Guard Deputy General Zhan Mei.

Although he had expected that this march north would definitely result in heavy losses, he was still shocked when the casualty figures were reported. Not only did the number of soldiers drop sharply, but the Moon Guard General Zhan Gui was also seriously injured and had to withdraw from the center of the battlefield for a long time. This was undoubtedly a huge loss for the Lingwu Territory at this stage.

Yu Zuo intended to promote Zhan Mei to take over her brother's position, but the awkward part was that on the one hand, he did not have the power to directly appoint the general of the Moon Guard, and on the other hand, Zhan Mei's attitude was somewhat ambiguous. She did not agree or refuse Yu Zuo's proposal for a promotion, and temporarily managed the Moon Guard for her brother, but she looked somewhat disheartened.

Without Lord Lingwu, many seemingly simple things have become very difficult. It's not that Yu Zuo and his men are incapable, but they are used to carrying out Lord Lingwu's orders. Now that Lord Lingwu has not returned, the people in the territory are already in a state of panic, and the depression of the Moon Guards has given other armies hope of fighting for power and profit, and even many local officials have begun to contact other territories privately. Yu Zuo personally supervised the execution of nearly 400 people in half a month, but he couldn't control the situation.

In this land, the only person that everyone trusts is Lord Lingwu.

Yu Zuo removed his hand from the table. The moonlight shone into the study room from the window at night. Under the moonlight, he could see that his black hair had turned mostly white. Lingwu's predicament was not something he could solve. All he could do was to stabilize the situation as much as possible and wait for the Lord of Lingwu to come back.

"Your Majesty... I am old and useless. I don't know how long I can hold on. I just hope you can return safely and soon..."

Yusa said, rubbing his brows gently and sighing.

The list of traitors to be executed tomorrow is another long one, but killing people alone cannot raise one's prestige to the level of a spiritual warrior lord. Moreover, this last resort will eventually backfire. In order to protect themselves, those people will eventually unite and find ways to make him lose his head.

However, for the sake of Lingwu's future foundation, why should we be merciful about losing a head?

Yusa smiled and walked out of the room.

……

Deep sea bottom.

Yu Zuo and the others naturally didn't know the situation here. Before leaving, Lingwu Lord also knew that she couldn't leave the territory for too long, so she agreed on a date with Yu Zuo and the others. However, the matter involved the upper three tribes, and even if she had done enough homework in advance, the current situation was still out of control to varying degrees, and she couldn't go back at the planned time.

However, she had no choice.

Lingwu Lord once said that she had chosen to reconcile with time, but now the deadline for reconciliation is approaching. Just as she said, relying on endless reincarnation in this world, Lingwu Lord has taken all matters of the territory into her own hands, working hard day and night with unforgettable pain, which has created the current strength of Lingwu Territory.

But the soul is depleted. Transferring between bodies and being rejected by new bodies will cause irreparable wear and tear on the soul. She borrowed hundreds of years of life in this way, but no matter how long this journey is, it will eventually reach the end. There is only one way to save her, and that is to take away Clenus' power and become the new Pillar of Immortality.

It's like an ant trying to shake a tree; it's so pitiful that it doesn't know its own limits.

But what kind of courage would it take for an extremely rational person to make such a decision?

For this plan, she took into account the Abyss Church, Lid and Huang Yan, the countless representatives from the territories who participated in the northward march, and even her own army... After so many years of day-to-day research, and so many cold-blooded killings, she finally found a glimmer of hope in the impossible, and made this situation that was unimaginable to ordinary people into what it is today.

As soon as the Lingwu Lord said, "What I want is Clenus itself, the eternal life that only it possesses," Lid understood all these things in an instant. He smashed a heavy stone slab that fell from a high place with his fist, thought about it, and finally did not say anything radical. He just smiled bitterly and said:

"If you can really sit on the throne for hundreds and thousands of years like you did before, always keep a clear mind, and always make the most correct judgment under the circumstances, there is nothing wrong with giving this world to you..."

Before he finished speaking, Lid suddenly looked ahead and said loudly:

"There is a large-scale magical reaction ahead! Be careful!"

Lingwu Lord stared at the mist in front of him with his beautiful eyes, and waved his hand. A ball of fire flew out instantly, and exploded when it reached a position hundreds of meters away, briefly illuminating the scenery there. Although it was only about a few tenths of a second, Lid and Lingwu Lord both saw clearly that what appeared there was a huge wave formed by large rocks, about several thousand meters high, and was overwhelming and hitting the two people.

This should be what the Lingwu Lord mentioned before, "a natural disaster caused by excessive concentration of magic power." It is the same type as the sandstorm that the two walked side by side, but it is more impactful than the sandstorm. The mist transformed by magic power is like a huge amount of gunpowder stored here. A little simple friction may cause a gun to go off accidentally, giving birth to some simple but large-scale elemental magic.

"Zhao Zhao? Zhao Zhao, say something! Just jump towards that thing. There's no other way to go anyway."

Lid was afraid that Lord Lingwu might be daydreaming at this time, so he expressed his thoughts as soon as possible.

The Lingwu Lord did not respond, but he acquiesced to Lid's proposal. She raised her hand, grabbed Lid's collar without saying anything, and stepped on it with her toes. I don't know what kind of super high-quality equipment she used. The flame formed a vortex under her feet, and then suddenly threw her directly to a high place. Lid, who was held by the collar by her, was even a little breathless for a while. When he fell to the top of the wave of rocks, he almost lost his balance and supported his knees for a while to catch his breath.

This stone wave came at a very timely moment. If it had come any later, the two of them would have been really exhausted.

Lid looked at the Lingwu Lord's sweat-soaked veil, panting as he finished his interrupted words:

"But you can't do it. Although it's cruel, this is reality... Building an empire is different from ruling it. No one can do monotonous, repetitive, boring and even painful things forever, not even you. You have persisted for hundreds of years with pain and hatred, but these motivations that spur you to keep moving forward will one day be exhausted."

Lid paused, looked away, and said in a hoarse voice:

"By then, you will be sitting alone on the throne... and you will feel bored from the bottom of your heart."

40. Heavy rain under the sea

"boring……?"

Lord Lingwu thought about this word carefully.

In the past, she would not care about other people's opinions. What she wants to do, whether it is right or wrong for others, she will not change anything because of it. Because she does not need to be understood by anyone, and no one can understand her. Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai, who "grew up" with her, don't even know her name. Who in this world dares to say that they understand the thoughts of the Lingwu Lord?

She never told anyone.

Perhaps it was because she felt a similar aura from Reed this time, or perhaps it was because what Reed said was so true, as if he had already experienced these things.

Lingwu Lord did not refute Lid immediately, and Lid did not continue to talk about this topic. The wave of stones had already crashed down, and the two people who had finally got a temporary rest had to move forward immediately. When they started running again, Lingwu Lord suddenly said: