Ark's Journey to the Demon God

Therefore, I will not lose, not even once. I will win in my own way until the end. No matter the Witch King, the evil devil, or anyone on this land, they can block my way.

Old Isin said that he saw my future and said that black flags would eventually cover the continent... Hey, does it mean victory if the continent is covered with black flags?Is this my ending?

I want the entire planet, the entire universe, to fly my flag. How can I be easily satisfied like this?Hesitant?

Come on, Witch King, let me see what talent you have to stop me!

……

squeak-

The heavy door was pushed open by two warlocks, and Agaritu stepped into the Sunset Hall with a cane.

What greeted him was

The Witch King's vision was cloudy and he hadn't been seen for several years. It seemed that the current situation of the Witch King was not good.

"Are you here? Agaritu?"

"I'm here, the Witch King." Shen Muke looked at the tyrant in front of him, and he realized that the Witch King was terminally ill.

The information transmitted through divinity will not be false. The aura of the Witch King can be said to be quite chaotic, like a hodgepodge of everything.

Some are the most ordinary mortal breaths, and they are intertwined, wailing in pain.

There are also some auras that come with the Witch King.The gorgeous and complicated spell style is shocking.

There is also an aura from the land of Leitania. Perhaps this land is inherently decayed and degenerate. Even mosquitoes and mayflies are not allowed to approach the Witch King.

What surprised Shen Muke the most was that the Witch King still had the aura of evil on him?

The breath of evil spirits is not easy to contaminate, because they have no blood and no fixed shape. Shen Muke once killed an evil devil with his own hands, but there was no such breath on him, which shows how difficult it is to contaminate the breath of evil spirits.

An unbelievably terrifying idea suddenly appeared, and Shen Muke asked tentatively:

"You don't know how to eat evil spirits, do you?"

"Evil demons? Is that what you call them? It's such an appropriate name..." The Witch King opened his cloudy eyes and said, "Have I ever eaten it? Maybe, my memory is not good. It was so long ago that I have forgotten it."

It seems that he has eaten it.

Shen Muke's expression became serious. A divine being would never forget what happened a few decades ago... The Witch King is obviously contaminated now!

"It seems I have to be more cautious... I have eaten evil spirits, this is not easy to operate..."

In the sunset hall, the two opponents were thinking about each other...

Chapter 19 Rampage

Leaning on his cane, Shen Muke walked up to the Witch King.

He took out a chair from the empire of consciousness, sat down, and faced the Witch King.

Shen Muke just looked at the Witch King, looking at the cello and scepter in the Witch King's hand.

The Witch King is very strong, at least much stronger than the average Caprini. He is not like a mage, but more like a warrior. He is sitting on a chair, more like a Black Knight than a Black Knight.

"Agaritu, come closer, I can't see your face clearly..."

Shen Muke raised his eyebrows. He subconsciously moved the chair closer, and the Witch King's face gradually relaxed.

"You are so young, Agaritu. In my more than a hundred years of life, I have never seen anyone as young and promising as you."

"Actually, I'm not young anymore." Shen Muke shook his head and said, "Maybe I have too many things on my mind. I have always felt a lot exhausted mentally and physically in the past few years, and my mentality has gradually become closer to that of an old man."

"Normally, when you stand taller, you will age faster. People will age in an instant."

The Witch King was convinced. He narrowed his eyes and communicated with Shen Muke like a senior:

"Agaritu, do you know? Before I saw you, I hated you very much. I hated you for blocking my way. I hated you for making me get nothing in Victoria. I hated you for causing trouble in my country..."

"But now that I've seen you, my hatred has disappeared. I have to say it's an interesting thing."

Shen Muke blinked. He was already prepared to fight as soon as he entered the Sunset Hall today, but he didn't expect the Witch King to talk so much?

Shen Muke sat up straight and waited for the Witch King's next words.

The corrupt monarch lowered his head. He stroked the hem of his clothes and continued: "Agaritu, have you ever heard of such a saying? A sage and great monarch will make people worship him unconsciously. This is a popular saying in Letania. , I didn’t agree with this sentence before.”

"The monarch is the master of a country, the flag, the pillar, and the helmsman."

"He should be in control of the entire country and control everyone's life and death. Apart from fear, what else can such a person do? Adoration? It's just to put money in his own face."

"But you are different, Agaritu. Letania's magic allows me to feel a person's heart... You are a special person... You have an extremely passionate desire for this world, but you are neither cruel nor cruel. Don’t be greedy... If you become the master of a country, you might become an admirable monarch? Maybe your specialness is the reason why I don’t hate you? "

Shen Muke chuckled and said jokingly: "Are you praising me? Are you asking me for mercy by saying this at this time?"

"Don't get me wrong, Agaritu, I just think it would be a waste to kill a special person like this..."

The Witch King picked up the cello on the side, tapped the bow lightly on the ground, and said: "Let's play a song together, Agaritu, not as enemies, but as musicians, let's play a song together , I brought a recording device so I can record it.”

"Ensemble?" Shen Muke said, "What is this for?"

"There's always something left behind, right? Today, whether it's you or me, a great musician has to pass away. If he passes away silently like this, it's a loss... Just for the sake of music, let's collaborate once, Leave something to this land."

The Witch King's tone was calm, but his words were very powerful. Shen Muke nodded, and then said: "Which piece should we play?"

"Just play... Destiny."

"Destiny?" Shen Muke looked at the Witch King. The song "Destiny" is the work of the Witch King.

One, it is a concerto for cello and flute.

"Can you tell me why it is this one?" Shen Muke asked.

"It's very simple, Agaritu, because you and I are fighting against fate, aren't we? We are all slaves of fate, and we are all rebels of fate."

The Witch King closed his eyes, seeming to be reminiscing about his past years, but his mind had been occupied by chaos and he could no longer recall even a single bit of his time in Utica. All that was left in his life was in the tower, driving away And devour those monsters called evil spirits.

"Well, then."

Shen Muke took out the flute and played the first tune under the Witch King's cloudy eyes——

……

Vesselheim, outside the city.

The tower warlock holding a wand stood bored at the top of the city. He looked in the direction of the Sunset Hall from time to time.

It's so quiet. What are His Majesty the Witch King and that Agaritu doing?Chat?

The tower warlock pursed his lips. He recalled that night, a musician named Agaritu played the violin, and the devil's phantom enveloped half of Vesselheim...

Can His Majesty the Witch King win?

For no reason, the tower warlock was a little panicked, so much so that he began to doubt the power of the Witch King.From a standpoint, he should support his monarch infinitely...but he was murmuring in his heart, can His Majesty the Witch King really overwhelm this mysterious Agaritu?

The restless warlock began to constantly hint to himself that His Majesty the Witch King was so powerful that he could easily deal with a mere Mr. Agarito?

The warlock controlled himself not to look at the Sunset Hall. He cast his gaze into the distance. There... why were there so many people?

The tower warlock looked at the crowds swarming in the distance in shock. They were all dressed in different styles, some were even shirtless workers, but their expressions were surprisingly consistent...that is, resentment.

As the minions of the Witch King, the Tower Warlocks have seen such expressions countless times. When they trample these ant-like people under their feet, there will always be a few dumbfounded young people in the surrounding crowd. Generally, For me, it would be just fine to drag this tough guy to a dark cell and dispose of it. It won’t cause any trouble...

But a group of such stupid young people came today?

The warlock instinctively felt something was wrong, and he frantically shook the alarm bell to inform his companions who were guarding everywhere.

However, the gathering speed of the tower warlocks was far slower than that of these angry people. Before the people in black robes could understand, the people outside the city had already poured under the city wall!And the more people gather, the more they gather, as if there are already over [-] people!

"Open the city gate! We are going into the city! Open the gate!"

"You wanton fellows, haven't you seen that Vishelheim is already under our control? We want to capture enemy spies in the city! Why don't the rest of the gang leave?!"

Yes, the Tower Warlock used this excuse when he dispersed the people of Veselheim.

The musician Agaritu is an enemy spy. Is this a good enough reason?

However, the people outside the city did not buy it. They waved their musical instruments and makeshift flags and said:

"Mr. Agaritu is not a spy. He has never harmed anyone! It's you who are plotting to kill good people!"

"Presumptuous! You can criticize the tower? I warn you again, if you don't retreat, we will arrest you too!"

The Tower Warlock's words completely ignited his anger. Not only did he shoot out a spell, but in the blink of an eye, countless [-] rays of light shot out like feather arrows, aiming directly at the Tower Warlock!

"Rebellion! Rebellion! You mobs! You are going to rebel!!"

The tower warlocks finally showed their fangs. They raised their wands and opened the city gate——

What greeted them was the angry spells of the people!

At this moment, the people of Letania finally began to resist the tower!

Chapter 20 The wind and snow are roaring across the border

"Destiny" by the Witch King is a solemn, tragic and generous tune. It not only symbolizes the perseverance towards fate, but also symbolizes the ultimate doomed failure of those who resist fate.

In Shen Muke's opinion, the song "Destiny" is not very good.

Not to mention that the Witch King contains a large amount of painful elements in it, but the thought conveyed by this song reveals an aura of decay and obsolescence.

According to the core expressed in this piece of music, the absolute supremacy of fate is clearly established, that is, "fate cannot be changed, let alone resisted."

"Fundamentally speaking, this core is also the true inner portrayal and life trajectory of the Witch King."

When the Witch King was young, he was arranged by "fate" to ascend to the throne.

In middle age, he was arranged by "fate" to become the spokesperson of Letania. From then on, he was haunted by evil spirits and could not extricate himself.

Decades later, he, a man descended from heaven, came to him again. What awaited the Witch King was an unknown future and ending.

It can be said that the Witch King has been a puppet manipulated by fate his entire life. He is indeed a tyrannical monarch, but if he could, he would have wished he had not been chosen by the emperors in the first place.

Shaking his head, the flute in Shen Muke's hand gradually became louder.

He changed his style and at the same time showed his heart to the Witch King.

Agaritu, or in other words, Shen Muke, never considered himself a slave to fate.

In the first 20 years of his life, he was born and grew up in peace. He walked up the cliff with his bag on his back, and finally died trying to save his life.

He came like this

The continent of Terra, where he saved Casimir, transformed Kjerag, saved Victoria, and explored Sargon.

He lives for his ideals and achieves success, which makes him full of confidence!

I am not a slave to fate. My hands will hold my ideals and I will reach the other side steadily!

"So, Witch King, you have bowed your head to fate. Although you are still standing here, you are actually riddled with holes! Your life is destined to end today... Close your eyes, your Destiny is over!"

Zheng! ! !

In the Witch King's hands, the cello strings suddenly broke, and then a torrent of blood flooded the Sunset Hall!

“Agaritu!!!”

"Come and fight me! Come and fight fate!"

"That's what I meant!" Shen Muke crushed the flute. He didn't need to use music to overwhelm the Witch King. At this moment, he wanted to use the most direct and reliable way to solve the opponent in front of him!

"Witch King!!"

With his hands raised high, Merkin and a spear appeared, a strong wind blew, and in front of the Witch King was the demon god named Agares!

"My name is Agares!"

Lightning, strong wind, like a drum, the majestic power penetrating the sky penetrates everything!

The simple yet powerful natural disaster has just arrived!This is the second time Shen Muke has used all his strength since Black Snake!

The sea and sky, the authority from the fallen angels washed over the Sunset Hall, making this lightweight version of the tower crumbling.

And under the power of God, the corrupt Witch King raised his scepter——

Day and night flow alternately, the magical aura that penetrates time protects the tower, and then chaotic notes awaken the land, Letania wakes up at this moment.

"Agaritu! You are making an enemy of Letania!"

The Witch King held the scepter in both hands and raised it high above his head——

"I am, Letania!!!"

boom--

Like glass, the space was cracked, the gurgling black breath was released, and the demons symbolizing corruption and fear broke out of the ground. They were intertwined to bring disaster to the earth!