Origin Paradise!

[Hint: Due to the influence of the title "Karma Slayer," you are extremely attracted to the Abyss Demon, the embodiment of evil]

[Note: With your original charm reaching 10 points and your overall charm exceeding 50, you possess immense appeal to intelligent beings.]

[Hint: Due to the Blank Dharma Image - Evil of This World, you have gained the Imperial Sword's approval]

[Hint: Do you wish to obtain sole ownership of the Imperial Sword?]

[Name: Imperial Sword]

[Category: Weapons]

[Quality: Unfading]

[Effect ①: Epic Sharpness]

[Effect ②: Blade Spirit - Sword Master passively increases by LV10, dealing 20% ​​additional true damage, 50% additional soul damage, and 80% additional sin damage on attacks]

[Effect 3: Sword Domain - An immortal core domain with a diameter of one kilometer; the core can revive the holder once.]

[Effect 4: Empire - When within the Empire's territory, all attribute effects are increased by 100%]

[Effect 5: Imperial Sword - Undying Swordsmanship *4]

[Effect 5: Destroy a Nation - Killing living beings can transform them into sword puppets, retaining 50% of their original combat strength, lasting for 30 natural days]

[Effect 6: Shadow of the Empire - The holder can freely teleport within the Empire's territory, consuming 1000 gold energy points each time]

[Effect ⑦: Nation's Misfortune - Once the sole right to possess the weapon is selected, the main weapon cannot be changed, the sword spirit remains eternally loyal, and the exclusive secret sword, King of the World, deals 99% additional sword damage on attacks, twice daily, each time consuming 2000 gold energy points]

[Note: Unfailing at the peak, the ultimate sword]

The moment the information appeared before someone's eyes, the sword light shone so brightly it almost pierced the sky, and the continuous buzzing grew increasingly urgent, as if it couldn't wait any longer.

In an instant, nearly ten thousand students turned their attention to it.

The Forest Sorcerer gritted his teeth. A windfall was happening right before his eyes; only an oddball could remain calm.

The Sorcerer of Thunder remained silent. As the eldest son of a high-ranking nobleman and the vice-chairman, he naturally knew some undisclosed rumors. The newly arrived S-rank had obtained the Imperial Sword. Not only would the chief student be replaced, but for the next few years, everyone would be immersed in an even greater, precipitous pressure than that of the Ashes Duchess.

"Quick!" Duchess Ash shouted anxiously as she moved away from the fountain, "Go and grasp the Imperial Sword! It seems to acknowledge you. Don't waste this opportunity!"

On the overpass, the old priest couldn't help but look up and reach out his hand, his spirits high, as he continued reciting his hymns that no one seemed interested in.

Jiang He stood still in front of the fountain, waving gently.

"Come."

As if receiving a decree, the Imperial Sword shattered the stone base that had stood for decades. A wisp of sword light came to someone's side, appearing gentle and kind. It acknowledged the other's ambition. The first emperor also had the spirit to exterminate the demons of the abyss, but unfortunately, human strength has its limits.

The sword light illuminated all directions, and the Imperial Sword was the focus of everyone's attention.

Jiang He stroked the sword with two fingers, a rare hint of regret appearing on her face.

"A fine sword."

"Unfortunately, you are not good enough for me."

"Let's go back and wait for the next person."

Jiang He flicked her finger, sending the Imperial Sword back to its original position.

His primary weapon, from beginning to end, was only the Everlasting Regret Dragon Spear.

While the Imperial Sword is indeed excellent, it falls short compared to the Dragon Lance, which boasts a dozen or more special effects and remarkable growth potential. To put it bluntly and harshly, the two are completely incomparable.

Most importantly, as a master of spear techniques who switched to swordsmanship, it wasn't just a matter of weapons. His passive skill level and corresponding spear techniques all needed to be updated and iterated. The difference in skill style and combat habits could be fatal.

Regarding the sword spirit's recognition, Jiang He could only say that those who are different cannot work together. Exterminating the Abyss Ghost was merely a means, not an end. He had no reason to cross the battlefield to specifically challenge the Abyss Ghost.

Man and sword are on different paths.

Ash Academy was completely silent.

The Ashes Duchess stared blankly as someone refused the Imperial Sword, her expression quite fascinating.

On the overpass, the old priest was halfway through his prayer when he fell silent. He clutched his chest, his face full of regret, as if he were the one who had missed out on the Imperial Sword.

"What a waste!" roared the Forest Sorcerer.

Many students also became inexplicably angry. They cherished what they had longed for, only to have it casually discarded by others. This disparity was easily confused with humiliation.

The mantis, its eyes burning with rage, charged toward the ruins of the stone seat.

The giant tiger charged forward and reached out to grab someone's collar.

"I'll teach you how to take the entrance exam!"

As the situation changed, some people secretly regretted that the new students, who originally had the opportunity to compete for leadership by taking advantage of this momentum, had now incurred the wrath of the masses. Most of the students present had secretly come to the stone seat to try it out in the dead of night. The thought of enduring shame and begging others to discard them as trash easily caused them to have mental problems, especially for sin sorcerers who used sin energy as their power source.

A torrent of negative emotions flowed, quietly converging towards the extraction tower.

Faced with gazes that held a variety of meanings, Jiang He didn't even bother to smile. A dark red surge of energy erupted from his body, sweeping across every corner of the academy in the blink of an eye.

—The deterrent power of a hegemon.

The effectiveness of this talent depends to some extent on the number of living beings killed, and after the tens of millions of slaughters in the battle, its deterrent power has reached its current peak.

The giant tiger was struck as if by an indestructible wall, and was immediately sent flying. The mantis was just one step away from trying to grasp the sword hilt, but the next moment it crashed straight into the rock.

The Forest Sorcerer's eyes rolled back, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

The Sorcerer of Thunder endured for two seconds, struggling to hold on, but finally couldn't hold back and vomited several mouthfuls of blood before collapsing and fainting.

Nearly ten thousand trainees collapsed like wheat being harvested.

The Ashes Duchess felt as if the wind was cutting her face; even for gold, this was not something that could be completely ignored.

"Ok?"

Jiang He was about to hurry up and complete the registration when she glanced to the side and saw the sword light flying towards her again.

[Hint: You have gained the Imperial Sword's approval]

[Hint: You have obtained the collectible - Imperial Sword]

Jiang He said helplessly, "Even if you lick it again, the result will be the same."

The only response he received was the soft hum of a sword and a disdainful roar from a dragon.

Chapter 410 Characteristics of Sinful Energy

The sudden turn of events alarmed the entire academy, and the fact that all the students had fainted was unprecedented in the more than 100-year history of Ash Academy.

In fact, not only the students, but also a considerable number of Silver-rank instructors experienced fainting symptoms. After examination, Gold-rank medical instructors concluded that this was a mental shock that tended towards intimidation and dizziness.

If the initiator has no murderous intent, the mental impact is harmless and will not leave any aftereffects. However, if such a powerful mental fluctuation becomes offensive, it can easily shatter the soul of an A-level student.

"Quickly bring in the academy's directly subordinate legions!"

"Immediately borrow a medical sorcerer from the noble mansion!"

"The Gold Mentor has canceled his vacation and returned to work."

The headmaster of Ash Academy stood in front of the fountain, directing the overall situation. He paced back and forth, glancing back with a complicated expression. The place where the Imperial Sword had stood was now empty.

In this era, the emperor's power has been replaced by the Obsidian Council. To think that one could rise to power and command the masses to achieve a restoration is nothing short of a pipe dream.

Decades ago, the recognition of a new master by the Imperial Sword would have plunged the entire empire into chaos. But now that the Extraction Tower is fully established, the emergence of a new sword master is only symbolic.

Even so, this news could not be concealed at all. Before nightfall, all the nobles of the empire and the Iron Legion would become "witnesses," after all, the first emperor had brought great hope and glory to this land.

The real problem is that neither the End Society nor the Theocracy are organizations that keep information out of reach.

"Hurry up!"

"Recall all ten Gold Mentors, without exception!"

The principal showed a sense of urgency, lest the instructors take it lightly. If the End were to launch a surprise attack at this time, the unconscious students would surely suffer heavy casualties. It's no wonder he's making a mountain out of a molehill; a large portion of the students are of noble birth, and if anything goes wrong, it will affect every aspect of the empire.

A mentor frantically carried two students toward the medical room. With a loud crash, the student on the left hit his head on a sharp piece of gravel, instantly drawing blood and injuring him.

The instructor's face stiffened. In fact, the school had prepared a receptionist for the S-level students when they arrived at the academy, but the train was delayed due to an attack on the train, and the two sides could not meet up precisely.

The principal looked down at the blood splattered on the ground, remained silent for a moment, then jumped down from the broken stone seat in a rage and grabbed the receptionist by the collar.

"Damn it! How did you guys mess with that guy?"

The principal's close-up roar, killing the fusion of the Cardinal and the Emperor Abyss Demon, shows that the newly arrived S-class combat power is already in the first tier below the strongest. In terms of fighting, even he dares not say that he can definitely win. Such a dangerous target cannot be treated with excessive caution.

The receptionist stammered, almost unable to speak. He couldn't very well say directly that S-rank students looked down on Imperial Swords, which would hurt the students' self-esteem on the spot. The principal naturally didn't care about public opinion, but since he hadn't achieved Gold rank, he still had to interact with the students on a daily basis.

The principal was furious, but then, as if remembering something, his expression calmed down, and he asked, "Where are the S-rank students now?"

"It should be..." the host said uncertainly, "The Tomb of Ten Thousand Abyss, I saw him and Sylvia head in that direction."

The principal seemed to be deep in thought. He knew that S-rank was not a Sin Master. Given the current situation, he guessed that Sylvia had given up her spot. He was well aware of the ins and outs of the situation.

"They seem to have a pretty good relationship."

boom!

Outside the school gate, someone carrying a crystalline bomb rushed toward the gate and successfully detonated it. Immediately after the incident, other forces sent assassins to probe the situation. Sinners use hatred as their energy source, and there are quite a few who fall into depravity on a daily basis. Fallen sinners often cause large-scale destruction.

The principal left his spot and walked straight to the door.

As long as he and his mentor show up, any insignificant probing and suspicion will be trivial.

In comparison, the principal is more troubled about how to deal with the S-level, who defeated all the trainees during the combat exercise, and it's difficult to escalate the situation.

……

at the same time.

Ash Mansion behind the academy.

The castle-like building's surface is covered with raised, vein-like patterns from which pure abomination energy flows, supplying the entire academy along alchemical conduits and spreading outwards to serve as the energy source for the Holy City's daily operation.

Less than a quarter of an hour after the combat simulation ended, most of the damaged buildings around had been restored, and the collapsed teaching building roof had become neat and new. Thanks to the ample supply, all the buildings inside and outside the academy were made of shape memory metal, which can automatically repair itself.

Duchess Ash led the way, explaining, "The Tomb of the Abyss is directly below the Ash Mansion. The mansion itself is the activity location of the Tactical Department. Here, sin energy grows quite quickly, and there are artifact mentors stationed here long-term, so it is very safe."

Duchess Ash knocked on the door of the guard room in the testing area, but there was no response after a while. The Collection Master was obviously not there at the moment, probably having gone to the central lawn to clean up the mess.

As Jiang He walked through the testing area, he casually asked, "If the Gold Instructor were to abandon his post and an enemy were to infiltrate and attack, what would you do?"

The two walked side by side to the central meeting place of the mansion. The Ash Duchess pointed around and replied, "Although this is the power supply center of the Holy City, it is also the graveyard of sin sorcerers. After the sin energy below erupts, it is enough to corrupt most of the gold, and the bound Abyssal Ghosts are difficult to move. Moreover, the academy is a rare monolithic building made of memory metal."

Duchess Ash turned around and smiled, "If an attack can kill an enemy Gold Saint, it's entirely worth it from a cost perspective."

"Where is your father?" Jiang He asked.

A brief moment of silence.

The Ashes Duchess's smile vanished, and she shrugged, saying as if it were nothing, "Seven years ago, the Theocracy, the Empire, and the End Society went to war. The End Society suffered the least losses, and the fallen angels should have been replenished by now."

“My father killed the strongest judge of the Holy Kingdom, and was forced to the brink of corruption. He now lies dormant beneath the Tomb of Ten Thousand Abyss, on the third level, which only the strongest can enter.”

The Ashes Duchess sighed slightly, "The Abyss Demon was born from humanity's hatred for the Abyss Demons—the Abyss Demon of the Abyss."

“My father was the Abyss Sorcerer who made a pact with it. Dealing with the Abyss Demons was like a human killer dealing with humans.”

“This Tomb of Ten Thousand Abyss was built around him. Even if he were to escape his depravity one day, countless people would still try to prevent the Sorcerer of the Abyss from breaking free. The benefits of the Holy City’s power supply center are too great. The memory structures of the city walls and the academy all originate from this. Moreover, this is only the most superficial part.”

The two arrived at the center of the venue. Duchess Ash took out an access card. After activating the Golden Sin Energy, the card emitted light that aligned perfectly with the hidden recesses in the surrounding walls.

Click!

The ground split open on both sides, and the two people fell from mid-air, with the howling wind in their ears.

Duchess Ash deliberately turned her head to observe someone's expression, but unfortunately, there was still nothing on the other person's very handsome face.

"Do you have facial paralysis?" she asked curiously.

"I don't know," Jiang He replied casually. "Anyway, it's not obsessive-compulsive disorder."

The Ashes Duchess's face darkened, and she fell silent.

They free-fall for a full three minutes before crashing to the ground.

All around was pitch black, interspersed with incomprehensible roars and babbling, and permeated with a peculiar smell of decay and decay, not pungent, but causing a stinging pain in the mind.

“Gold is safe here for at least an hour.” Duchess Ash lit a torch. “As for the A-level students, they will die if they come down here; their fall to demonhood is irreversible.”

As the firelight spread outwards, Jiang He saw three or four thousand crosses, each with a demon bound to it. The palms, chests, throats, and thighs of these non-human creatures were all pierced by dark bronze nails.

“Generally speaking, the upper limit for Abyssal Demons and Sorcerers is ordinary gold,” said Duchess Ash. “Some beings who find a path of fusion through contracts can shape the Heart of the Abyss, thereby becoming the strongest.”