Why are all of us who transmigrated at the same time demons?

"Devil! He is the devil!"

Panic spread like a plague. Loran's very existence was the source of the collapse.

Wherever he charged, the will to resist crumbled completely. The crimson giant wolf rampaged through the ranks, tearing the allied forces' command structure and coordinated defense to shreds.

The collapse began when the first Cisenian soldier dropped his weapon and fled, and it swept through the entire army at an irreversible pace!

Loran, covered in blood, looked like a demon god emerging from a pool of blood. He raised his sword and howled, and the giant blood wolf roared in response, the oppressive aura of the clouds enveloping the entire battlefield.

"All troops attack!"

The main force, which had been poised to attack, roared like a tsunami, and like a flood bursting its banks, launched a final assault on the allied forces, which had completely lost their order and were fleeing in a frenzy!

The army was defeated like a mountain!

The setting sun dyed the sky a blood red, echoing the crimson hues of the battlefield.

Loran stood amidst the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, as the terrifying cloud of blood-red giant wolves slowly receded into his body.

His black armor was tattered in many places, and his dark red cloak was almost stained black, but his figure holding the sword was still like a giant pillar supporting the sky and earth, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

He looked down at the routed enemy army, his eyes cold and calm.

In this battle, he declared to the entire empire that the numbers and strategies of ordinary people were meaningless before his unique and absolute power known as "Cloud Qi".

He is destiny itself! Power is the reason he is king!

Chapter 252 The Godfather's Game: The Emperor's Name Shocks the Gods, Destiny is the Beginning of Power

What should have been a drama of warlords attacking Dong Zhuo turned into a story of the Hegemon breaking through the enemy lines.

The Battle of Loran brought peace to the world, and the Eastern Plains were stained with blood.

Loran used his absolute power to tell the gods who were trying to continue interfering with fate, "I don't want to play chess with you anymore. I'll just flip the chessboard and change the rules. What can you do about it?"

You want me to become like Dong Zhuo, who was burned alive? I won't do it!

As for whether he will become like Xiang Yu, who committed suicide at the Wujiang River, well, the gods don't think that the initiative of fate is still in their hands at this point, do they?

News of the annihilation of the anti-rebel coalition by the cloud wolves of Loran and the iron hooves of the legions spread throughout the empire faster than the legions marched.

Fear and awe, like an invisible net, enveloped every province and every city, especially Ebiscrajaya.

Loran did not rush back to the city. He ordered his legions to camp outside the city, allowing the overwhelming stench of blood and the oppressive force of victory to permeate every brick and stone of the capital.

When he finally decided to return in triumph, the ceremony was not to flaunt the spoils of war, but to demonstrate a new and extraordinary power.

The triumphal procession lacked the traditional long lines of prisoners and wagons laden with treasure.

Instead, Loran rode alone in a huge chariot covered with captured enemy flags, slowly driving through the city square. He didn't look at the silent crowds and elders lining the road, but instead kept his eyes slightly closed.

But to all the spectators, a heavy, mountain-like "pressure" clearly enveloped the entire venue, as if the invisible ghost of the blood-red giant wolf that had appeared on the battlefield was hovering in the sky, looking down on its new territory.

This is not murderous intent, but a declaration—those who obey me will prosper, those who defy me will perish.

On the very night of his triumphant return, the Senate "unanimously approved" granting him an unprecedented title: "Invincible Commander," and confirmed that his position as "Duke Protector of the Nation" would be for life.

This is just the beginning.

In the following months, Loran swiftly stabilized the imperial order with his iron fist and the mysterious power of his cloud-like energy.

The rebels were ruthlessly crushed, while the loyal were richly rewarded.

Faced with absolute military force, any political calculations appear pale and powerless.

Feeling the time was ripe, he instructed his civil officials and the elders who had already been subdued to begin systematically constructing a divine image for him.

First, he was formally elected as "High Priest," which was originally one of the emperor's titles, and now this extremely important divine power also fell into his hands.

During the inauguration ceremony, he did not simply preside over the rituals as was traditionally done. As he stood before the Temple of the Father, holding the ivory priest's staff, the deep red aura within him swirled slightly, not as an attack, but in a gentle yet undeniable way, subtly resonating with the ancient solemnity of the temple.

At that moment, many devout citizens even hallucinated, as if they saw the statue of the Heavenly Father nodding slightly. He not only held the divine power of the country, but also seemed to have "forced" the gods to acknowledge his existence.

Then, an even more astonishing proposal was put forward: to bestow upon him the title of "Lord and God." This time, it caused a subtle commotion even within the Senate; it was simply too shocking.

Loran refused; he had other ideas.

They needed a unique title that reflected their supreme status, combined with Roman tradition and Eastern mysticism. Ultimately, a term imbued with Eastern philosophy and absolute authority was chosen—"Son of Heaven".

At the formal coronation ceremony, Loren wore a purple royal robe embroidered with stars and lightning in gold thread, and a golden laurel crown. The chief representative of the Senate, his voice trembling, announced:

"In view of Loran Augustus, who saved Plantagenet from peril with his unparalleled bravery, guided the Empire to prosperity with his extraordinary power, and communicated with gods and men with his wisdom... the Senate and the people of Plantagenet, with the highest respect, bestow upon His Majesty the title of Son of Heaven! Meaning 'Son of the Father of All Things'!"

"From this point on, the emperor became the embodiment of the will of Heaven in the mortal world, and divine power and imperial power became one. His edicts were the will of the gods, and his path was the mandate of Heaven!"

The resounding praise echoed across the square.

Loran, seated on a throne made of gold and ivory, slightly raised his hand, and the clamor instantly subsided.

He didn't speak, but slowly raised his eyes and looked up at the sky.

At the same time, a vast and magnificent crimson cloud rose silently into the sky from his center, not for destruction, but to slowly unfold above Rome, as if supporting a blood-red sky that brought strange peace to the city.

Sunlight filtered through the clouds, casting dappled, golden-red halos that enveloped every subject.

This is no longer a demonstration, but a "blessing," proof of divine intervention.

At that moment, whether willingly or forced to submit, all who witnessed it clearly realized that an era had ended and a new era had begun.

Their ruler was no longer a mortal emperor supported by law, tradition, or the Senate, but a "god" who walked among men and possessed the dual power of destruction and creation.

Loran Augustus, the overlord who rose to power through clouds and force, has finally completed his ultimate transformation into a divine emperor.

He was not only the emperor of the golden pheasant, but also the "Son of Heaven" whom all living beings had to look up to.

However, what no one knew was that, through a series of rituals, a powerful force of destiny connected the "Son of Heaven" with the gods in the distant divine realm, especially the Heavenly Father.

The Plantagenets viewed the gods as a vast race, and the chief or king of that race was the Heavenly Father.

Now, through the Empire's actions, the Heavenly Father has gained yet another son.

The divine power "Return of Destiny" is activated!

Loran vaguely heard the gods cursing wildly, as if they had seen something unclean, constantly rejecting the approach of this connection. Some gods were even willing to burn themselves to send divine pronouncements to the mortal realm, urging the believers to stop this damned "Son of Heaven" ceremony.

However, these things are destined to be impossible, with Loran watching.

Heavenly Father, do you see how sharp my halberd is?

A true man should live between heaven and earth; how can he remain subservient to others for long?

Loran dropped his quill, and the fate of the gods was sealed.

Indeed, no amount of scheming or manipulation can truly reflect the way of destiny; only power! Only absolute power can dictate the course of fate!

Without the clouds and the Great Victory, no matter how many times Loran battles the gods here, he won't achieve anything significant.

Instead, after the decisive battle, Loran could arrange things however he wanted.

It seems that might makes right!

Chapter 253 Demons and Monsters in Chaos: The Yin God

"Tsk tsk tsk... This must be the first non-human species in Loran, right?" Emperor Luo looked at the zombie Loran, whose face was pale and bluish like a dead person and whose mouth had fangs, and clicked his tongue in amazement. "You dead ghost, what happened to you? You worried me to death!"

Yin Shen Luo Lan rolled her eyes at him (in fact, you couldn't see the whites of her eyes at all): "Don't be so ambiguous, or I'll think I've arrived in Chengdu."

He extended his right hand, which was as white and cold as jade, and exchanged memories with the Lorans.

"I shouldn't be the first non-human species, right? Whether it's Corpse Immortal Loran or Xi Yi Loran, it feels like they have no connection with humans at all."

"And if we're really talking about the supernatural, I'm just a child compared to these two."

"So you're the first traditional demon, Loran?" the Corpse Immortal Loran interjected.

The spirit of Yin, Loran, touched the back of her head, which was covered in red hair, and her tone was somewhat troubled.

"At the time, I chose to possess a young scholar who was possessed by a vengeful ghost, which was just a spur-of-the-moment decision. I thought I'd try out a story I'd read before, so I deliberately wore a blood-red outfit and hanged myself in the place with the densest yin energy on an unlucky day and in an unlucky month. I wanted to see if I could really transform into a vengeful ghost and fight the ghost!"

"Who knew that our Loran's soul was too powerful, and it was impossible for it to be corrupted into a vengeful ghost by this bit of yin energy. On the contrary, because the spirit and body were too tightly integrated, a strange bug was encountered, and it directly transformed into a low-level walking corpse."

"Later, I tried to raise my own corpse. I found several extremely dangerous places and mass graves before I was able to transform into this Yin God body!"

Suddenly, Emperor Luo's expression changed, which puzzled the crowd of Luo Lan.

"Cao Yusheng! It's you! You're trying to stir up another corpse disaster!"

Yin Shen Luo Lan rolled her eyes again, not wanting to pay any attention to this drama queen.

"You're quite decisive, choosing death without hesitation," sighed the Primal Demon Ancestor (crossed out), Lord of All Armies, Loran.

The Yin God, Loran, remained calm and composed: "At our level, we are no longer distinguishable from each other. I am you, and you are me. We are simply exploring different possibilities!"

"Whether I live or die doesn't really matter. Even if I die, as long as you are alive, I will still live. To explore new possibilities, dying is just a small matter, what's the big deal!"

Xi Yiluolan was quite interested: "Your path of demons is really different from the vengeful ghosts here. I suggest you continue on this path; perhaps you'll find a different kind of scenery."

"Hey! How dare you ignore me? Watch me recite the 'Scripture of Salvation' to deliver you from this great calamity of corpses."

Seeing how noisy Luo Dizun was, Urban Luo Lan flicked him on the forehead.

"Alright, you big drama queen! How's your Seven Heroes of Chaos dungeon coming along? Don't let the Emperor turn into Chaos Ancient, or I'll laugh at you for a hundred million years."

Emperor Luo stands with his hands on his hips.

"The mere Seven Heroes of Chaos are nothing more than seven alien civilizations banding together. They have long since submitted to the might of my Immortal Ascension Cauldron!"

Ignoring the guy's antics, Yin Shen Loran continued.

“Our world is very interesting. It seems that the balance of Yin and Yang is off, there are a lot of demons, the cultivation of the righteous path is declining, and chaos is not far away.”

"Oh?" Xi Yiluolan asked curiously, "Is it the same as my universe?"

The Yin Goddess Loran touched her chin, which was covered with blue scales and had an eerie long beard. After thinking for a moment, she said, "They are very similar in appearance, but they should be different in essence."

"The fundamental reason for the mysterious revival of your world is the 'ebb tide' of the cosmic primordial spirit, causing the five senses to be inherently prone to downward degeneration. As for my world, the reason it has fallen into chaos due to demons seems purely to be an imbalance of the energies of heaven and earth, with the pervasive turbid yin energy leading to the proliferation of demons."

"Turbid Yin pervades? Why not Evil Yang pervades? Logically speaking, both turbid Yin and evil Yang represent an imbalance of Yin and Yang, right?" asked Death God Loran.

“There are indeed demons with evil yang energy, but they are basically derivatives of turbid yin energy. It is very rare to see a pure demon with evil yang energy,” Yin God Loran explained.

“Hmm...that’s quite an interesting topic. I’ve been to many worlds with strange creatures possessing the evil yang attribute. You can refer to my experiences and memories,” Gu Chen Luolan suggested.

"Strive to become a great demon!" Hokage Loran patted Yin Shen Loran on the shoulder encouragingly. "Even if Loran becomes a demon, he will be the most powerful demon in the world."

"Well done, keep your spirits up, don't lose points!" Great Asura Loran also gave a set of three encouraging words.

Yin Shen Loran glanced at these people speechlessly. At the same time, Loran, didn't he know what these guys were thinking?

There's no doubt they want the best for themselves, but when it comes to actually getting into trouble, these guys are absolutely eager to have some fun.

"You guys are really wicked!" Yin Shen Loran logged off in a huff.

Loran's consciousness reversed to the present world. He opened his dark golden eyes, which were like those of a wild beast, and what he saw was a dark and deep tomb.

To find the dragon vein and divide the gold, look at the winding mountains; each winding mountain is a barrier. If there are eight perilous passes, then surely a king or nobleman resides here.

Since ancient times, the best feng shui sites have either been inhabited by palaces and mansions of kings and nobles, or buried with the tombs of dragons and ancestral spirits.

However, the feng shui of these large tombs wasn't for raising corpses; these kings and nobles certainly didn't want to become zombies after death. Logically speaking, these tombs were always places with smooth feng shui, free from negative energy, and auspicious sites that could bring blessings to their descendants.

However, there were also unexpected events.

According to Loran's learning and observation, the path to advancement for zombies in this world can be divided into five main categories, corresponding to the five types of insects: razor, scaled, hairy, feathered, and insect-like.

The pinnacle of advancement for feathered beings is called Feathered Celestial, also known as Feathered Immortal or Corpse Immortal.

This kind of advancement is often seen in the remains of birds or corpses hanging on cliffs and isolated peaks. Initially, they are wandering corpses, their feet never touching the ground, floating low in the air and absorbing the air from the sky.

Then there's the Feathered Frog, whose body is light and whose back has decaying fleshy wings, allowing it to glide for short distances.

It then evolves into a feathered ape, with a human face and a bird's body, and flies swiftly.

It then evolves into a bird of prey, possessing nascent intelligence and fully grown feathers that can blot out the sky and sun, and whose corpse energy can transform into clouds to obscure the moon.

The next level is the transformation into an owl, where the corpse energy soars to the sky, resonates with moonlight, and summons feathered spirits such as ghost chariots to aid in battle.

The pinnacle of evolution is the Ascension to Heaven, with wings on their backs, white feathers all over their bodies, and a hard, purplish body, resembling a high-ranking scholar draped in feathered robes, a coexistence of the sacred and the eerie, their corpse energy transforming into the True Yin Fire, thus becoming a Corpse Immortal.

In the past, many nobles regarded them as a kind of immortal being, believing that after death they could communicate with spirits through their corpses and become immortals. Therefore, these nobles would intentionally build their tombs as corresponding corpse-nurturing grounds to transform the corpse path.

These graves have now become Loran's possessions; all those so-called anti-theft measures are utterly useless against him. Loran simply and roughly drags out the original owners of these graves, lies down inside, and absorbs the graves' essence to transform and nourish himself.

However, the path of evolution that Loran took was not the path of the Feathered Corpse Immortal; the path he took was quite complicated.