Super God: If I punch you, you will die

And the same is true now.

No part of the civilizations we know can explain Lin Yan's abilities.

Lin Yan was defined as a god.

In fact, the Flame God originated from ancient legends on Earth, and those legends were not recorded in writing, but have been passed down to this day.

It is impossible to verify.

"The current crisis is not over yet. Shouldn't we consider these issues first, instead of satisfying our own selfish desires?"

Lin Yan said.

"We also have some understanding of those demons."

Annie Elder said.

She is the queen of the Holy Elan Empire, and more than anyone else, she is eager to resolve the crisis brought about by the demons in order to ensure peace and prosperity for the country.

"Those demons were all little demons created by a demon named Ator."

"Whenever someone dies, a demon is born."

"Whether it is a warrior killed by a demon or a human who dies in any form, they will be transformed into a demon."

"At first, those little devils are very weak. But after they experience killing and bloodshed, they become stronger."

"The demon Ator must be one of the demon queen Morgana's subordinates."

Annie Eld's eyes were cold and stern.

There was a hint of anxiety in those cold eyes, but it was concealed without leaving a trace.

She is the ruler of a country; she cannot lose her composure.

Qingqing nodded as well.

"Although we know nothing about the Demon Queen Morgana, we do know something about the war between demons and angels."

"The Demon Queen Morgana is a product of depravity and extreme freedom. She spreads corrupt ideas everywhere and transforms humans into demons."

"This is extreme evil."

Qingqing, as a righteous angel, was especially brainwashed by the righteous order of the Holy Keisha.

She was filled with righteous indignation at the corrupt thoughts of the demon queen Morgana.

He wished he could kill Morgana with his own hands.

"The Queen was preparing for the northern expedition, but she did not expect the forces of the northern barbarian lands to collapse so quickly."

Angel Qingqing looked at Ty Sneif with disdain.

Ty Sniff wanted to defend himself.

Lin Yan waved his hand.

back yard.

Tables were laden with delicacies, and the dignitaries of Annie Eld's Alan Empire were among them.

They toasted and drank together.

Everywhere was a lively scene.

This is the dinner party that Annie Xide prepared to welcome Lin Yan.

Queen Annie Eld, dressed in military attire, made a grand entrance, her figure slender and graceful as she walked step by step up the highest steps of the garden.

"This banquet is held in honor of the God of my Empire."

Let's raise a glass together.

Led by Annie Eld, everyone raised their glasses.

Lin Yan's appearance was even more stunning than the Queen's; he slowly emerged from the raging flames, like a god of fire.

The high-ranking officials and nobles were all astonished and speechless.

Annie Cid bowed slightly and respectfully handed a glass of wine to Lin Yan.

Everyone saluted together.

Lin Yan!

Fire God!

At this moment, his fame resounded throughout the land.

Annie Eld stood up and solemnly announced to the crowd.

"I, Annie Eld, hereby swear that I will crush the demonic forces of the North in one fell swoop. I, the Queen, will personally lead the expedition to punish the demons."

Cheers erupted.

The sound resounded through the sky.

This was the night before the expedition.

It will eventually become a night where we drink until we drop.

While everyone was enjoying themselves, Annie Heid quietly slipped away from the lively party and went down a secluded path.

"Why is the Flame God here?"

You can just call me Lin Yan.

The moment Lin Yan saw Annie Cid, he was momentarily stunned. At this moment, she was no longer the high and mighty queen who looked down on everyone, but more like the most beautiful flower blooming in a flower garden.

He suddenly became interested and asked.

"Your Majesty, does the Holy Empire of Ailan have roses?"

"Rose?"

Annie Eld murmured softly.

It was the first time she had ever heard of this flower, but the name of the rose instantly captivated her.

What a beautiful name!

"The rose, according to legend, originated from the god of love, and because of its bright colors and many uses, it has long been a symbol of beauty and love."

"However, this beautiful flower has sharp thorns."

There is a saying that describes a rose as having thorns.

The more beautiful a flower is, the more danger it represents.

The desire to reap beauty sometimes comes at a terrible price.

"Does the gentleman like roses?"

Annie Cid had longed for roses; she really wanted to see this beautiful flower, mentioned by God, with her own eyes.

Even though it has thorns.

Sometimes, paying the price for beauty is worthwhile.

Lin Yan didn't care about Annie Xide's opinion of Rose, and he believed that Annie Xide had something more important to discuss with him.

So he avoided answering.

He said mysteriously.

"What do you think, Your Majesty?"

"Let's leave the topic of roses here. I have something more important to discuss with you, sir. The power of the demons is growing stronger, and ordinary lesser demons are no longer a threat. However, since Morgana is the force behind them, she cannot be underestimated."

"Morgana has the ability to make demons more powerful, which is why countless humans have been corrupted by evil and would rather transform into demons."

"They believed that the Demon Queen would grant them immortality."

Annie Cid's noble eyes were filled with disgust for Morgana.

Always righteous and courageous, she would never bow to evil.

No amount of praise is enough to describe her.

A kind yet strong woman.

It's a rose with thorns.

“This is evil challenging justice. I believe the demon will not only invade our Fraser, but her minions are everywhere.”

"My Northern Expedition plan will undergo a major change because of your appearance. I will become your right-hand man, while you are the core of this battle."

"Actually, I only told half of that legend; the other half was recorded in an ancient and mysterious script..."

"The recorded...angels."

Annie Heid's light blue eyes gazed into the vast, distant universe.

“Angels are recorded in legends, just as you are recorded in legends. Now that you have appeared, angels will surely descend.”

Annie Cid's words and actions once again impressed Lin Yan.

This woman not only single-handedly established a nation, but also possessed such wisdom.

He smiled softly.

Her eyes were fixed on the direction Annie Eld was pointing…

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Lin Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and gave a light, indifferent smile.

He was then taken aback.

His eyes were fixed on the direction Annie Cid was pointing, but he didn't notice anything unusual. Annie Cid walked straight ahead.

Her steps were somewhat hurried, but very steady.

Lin Yan followed.

The two remained silent the entire way, without exchanging a single word.

In a secluded spot within the vast garden, Annie Xide's figure vanished in a flash. Lin Yan hurried forward and discovered that there was another hidden secret in the winding path.

It was a hidden door.

The camouflage is very clever; both the flowers, plants, and the details are exquisitely designed.

Annie Heid took a step forward.

It was a passage that slanted into the ground, with stone steps. Torches lined both sides of the passage, yet there was an air of gloom about it.

Lin Yan remained calm.

If Annie Eld wanted to harm him, she wouldn't have gone to such lengths.

At the end of the passage was a long corridor.

The corridor was also illuminated by torches. Lin Yan observed the two walls of the corridor, which were covered with brightly colored murals.

He hurriedly glanced through it, but still couldn't grasp the point.

They are probably some kind of murals documenting history, but Lin Yan doesn't know much about Fraser's history.

Annie Heid stopped in her tracks.

A towering stone gate, several meters high, came into view, its surface adorned with intricate carvings. Overall, it resembled a work of art.

Exquisitely crafted.

She said.

"arrive."

Then, I gave it a gentle push.

A creaking sound came from the surroundings, as if some mechanism had been activated. The massive stone door was pushed open effortlessly.

Lin Yan felt a pang of melancholy.

Such ingenious mechanisms are not unrecorded in ancient Chinese texts, but if Frazier possessed such technology, their weapons would not have been so outdated.