An invincible journey starting from a different race

The result, of course, was terrible.

Luna was the most powerful succubus ever found in the Dream Tower, once earning the title of "Ultimate Succubus." She possessed every attacking succubus possessed, yet possessed no weaknesses, making her theoretically unbeatable. But who knew Aesop could actually create a weakness in her?

It's just like a boss that looks invincible in the CG suddenly shows his health bar.

But if you lose, you lose. In a duel like this, there are winners and losers. Before sending Luna out, the Dream Tower was prepared for Luna to lose. Although not much, it was indeed prepared.

But what they didn't expect was that Luna not only lost this time, but also lost everything in the future.

Because Luna... now has a real body and even has weaknesses.

Both of these points were difficult for the Dream Tower to accept. With a true form, she was no longer limitless, unable to unleash all the Dream Demon's moves as before. Her attack methods and destructive power had been significantly reduced. And with a weakness, perhaps even a permanent one, anyone could defeat her. With her invincibility shattered, it seemed like the only thing left was a streak of defeat.

What's even more ridiculous is that the weakness Aesop added to Luna is a weakness to the light attribute!

What does it mean for a Darkin to have a weakness to the Light attribute?

Anyway, Lysithea had already tried it just now. She just touched it lightly with her hand, and Luna... shook all over and almost died again.

Damn it, they spent so many years to find such a good seedling, and spent so many years to cultivate the ultimate nightmare, but not only did he fail in the first battle, he also went directly from the strongest nightmare to the weakest nightmare.

A nightmare that turns into "Ah, I'm fine" at the slightest touch, isn't it impossible to complete even the most basic tasks!

So Lystia has a grudge against Aesop.

Aesop also understood what Lysitia meant, but he did not apologize. He just looked at Lysitia, and his dark and deep pupils made Lysitia feel scared.

After a long while, Aesop slowly spoke: "What was the original intention of building the Dream Demon Tower?"

Lystia was slightly stunned, not knowing why Aesop suddenly asked this.

But this wasn't a secret, so Lysithea answered directly: "For pleasure, of course."

"For whose pleasure?"

"Of course, it's for everyone's happiness." Lystia was a little puzzled, not knowing why Aesop would ask such a basic question. "To make the nightmares happy, to make the escorts happy—'Everyone's happiness is the real happiness' has always been the motto of the Dream Demon Tower."

Aesop nodded: "In that case..."

He raised his hand and pointed at Luna beside him.

"So, is she, who can't feel pleasure, really a nightmare?"

Lystia was stunned. Even Luna, who was so exhausted that she was about to faint, couldn't help but raise her head and look at Aesop.

"You are so obsessed with victory that you have even forgotten the original intention of building the Dream Tower. You are just blindly pursuing victory and conquest. How can you defeat me?" Aesop said.

Is this...being educated?

Lysitia blinked and subconsciously wanted to refute, but after opening her mouth, she didn't know how to refute.

Yes, is a nightmare that cannot even feel joy and only knows how to conquer really a nightmare?

Lystia turned to look at Luna.

The original Luna was a darkin, the purest form of dark energy. She had no form, no weaknesses, and naturally no joy. She always had the same expression and didn't know what joy was.

But now, she has a body, a very beautiful human-shaped girl, with dark skin with a rosy glow, a pretty and cute face, and the weak spot on her lower body is glowing. If you touch her even a little, she will open her eyes wide, tremble all over and say "no".

This is the nightmare, right?

Before, Luna was just a toy.

Even puppets can feel pleasure, but Luna cannot, so she is not even as good as a toy.

At this moment, Lystia was silent. Endless guilt surged in her heart, making her unable to help but hug Luna in her arms, and then whispered in her ear: "I'm sorry."

Luna shuddered and suddenly wanted to cry.

As a darkborn, she has always wanted to integrate into the world of light, but because no one is willing to accept her, she can only choose to become a nightmare... or in other words, become a tool.

But now, she has the light.

The feeling of light is really... so comfortable.

She seemed to finally understand what Aesop had meant by "The night gave you a black body, but from now on, you can use it to find the light."

She wanted to thank Aesop, but she no longer had the strength to do so. Fortunately, Lystia helped her.

Lystia bowed her head to Aesop and said softly, "Thank you... for your teachings."

This time, she lowered her head voluntarily instead of being pressed down by Aesop.

This meant that from this moment on, Lysithea's body and mind were subservient to Aesop.

"You are the greatest escort in the world, both physically and mentally," Lystia said solemnly. "From now on, we in the Dream Demon Tower are willing to worship you as..."

"The King of Darts."

398 You need to experience them all before making a judgment!

This time, Aesop can be said to have conquered the Dream Tower both physically and psychologically, and was given the title of King of Darts by the Dream Tower.

You know, there used to be the Nightmare King, the Dragon King, and the Demon King in this world.

But there has never been a Dart King!

The other kings were all the best in their respective races, but the King of Escorts was different.

He transcends race, age, distance, and even gender!

No matter what race you are, how old you are, where you are from, or even whether you are a man or a woman, you can still respectfully call Aesop the King of Darts.

Doesn’t this sound much better than that Patrick Star one?

Hmm...but Patrick sounds pretty impressive too.

But no matter what, the king has been born.

To celebrate this night that would go down in history, the escorts decided to do something other than get drunk like last time.

"Brothers!" one of the escorts suggested, "Our king has been born. How can we not show our support?"

"How should I express it?"

"Let's salute the birth of the king!"

The escorts were stunned when they heard this suggestion: "Where can we get a salute at this time?"

"Well... the salute is a bit difficult, so we can try something else and go find the nightmare to fire the cannon."

“…Is this also a fucking substitute?!”

"It's all in good faith!" The escort who made this suggestion waved his hand. "Besides, this is a gift to the King of Escorts. It makes sense for us to go find the Nightmare and defeat it. The King of Escorts conquered the Nightmare Tower, so let's conquer the Nightmare! There's a saying that goes, if the king doesn't move forward, how can his subordinates follow? Now that the king has moved forward, how can we not follow?!"

"You... what you said makes a lot of sense!"

"In that case..."

The escorts looked at each other, and then made a decision at the same time.

"Let's do it, let's do it."

“Let’s do it! Let’s do it!”

So the escorts who were cheering for Aesop the moment before, rushed to find the nightmares who were still watching the show the next moment.

Originally, the nightmares thought that they would not be able to open tonight. After all, the last time Aesop defeated the Dream Demon Tower, these guys drank all night long. But they didn't expect that there would be a different tune and they could continue to make money.

But there is another problem.

That was because many escorts had come from other places to watch the show tonight. Most of them had rushed here after hearing the news, so their number was several times greater than usual. In the past, there were always more escorts than nightmares, so in this case, the escorts' number was overwhelming the nightmares.

Therefore, every nightmare has to face several escorts with shining eyes at the same time.

This...if I refuse it, it seems like I will lose a lot of money.

Accept it all, it seems like... you can get double or even triple the happiness?

Well, try it?

The worst that can happen is that you die after trying.

As a result, the entire Dream Demon Town quickly entered the second half of the night with continuous artillery fire.

As for Stank, Jer and the others, they had almost spent all their energy and money at the wine fairy's place last night, so they had no other ideas tonight. They just helped the almost exhausted Aesop back to the food and wine pavilion.

He was like a real king.

On the way back, he was surrounded by the sound of salutes fired in his honor.

So he returned to the food and wine pavilion.

But before he even entered the room, a deep male voice sounded behind him: "Your performance tonight makes this teacher very pleased."

Aesop was slightly stunned, then turned his head and found a familiar figure in a wizard's robe standing in the darkness. He raised his head and looked at Aesop, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Long time no see, my dear disciple..."

Before he could finish his words, the door of the food and wine pavilion slammed shut.

Kent, who was still posing, suddenly froze in expression.

"Hey, hey, hey, disciple, it's the master! Open the door!" Kent immediately rushed over and knocked on the door. "The master has nowhere to go! If you don't care about the master, the master will really... Hey, hey, hey, can you hear me? The master is not here to take you back, the master is here to seek refuge with you... The master is not like that old antique. The master can go to the Nightmare Shop with you. Can you hear me, hey, hey, hey! Open the door!"

……

Church headquarters.

A group of church leaders sat in the conference room, including Youti and Amat, all with extremely solemn expressions.

Because they are likely facing one of the most serious events since the founding of the church.

You can even remove the suffix "one of".

"Ahem..." An old treeman coughed twice and spoke first. "If I understand correctly, you think the goddess has been desecrated by some unknown force, right?"

Although the old tree man who spoke was not an archbishop, his status was higher than that of an archbishop. This was because when he was a high-ranking official in the church, the archbishop had not yet been born. His only advantage was his seniority.

However, because his health had long been failing, and he had lived for so many years and was already over 20 meters tall, it was too much trouble to ask him to attend ordinary meetings, so he had stopped participating in the daily management of the church a long time ago.

But now, he couldn't even think of it.

When the old tree man learned what Youdi had just experienced, he, who had lived for so many years and thought that nothing in the world could surprise him, was still deeply shocked.

Are you fucking kidding me?

The goddess was desecrated? And in that way?!

Are you really not kidding me?

Another elder asked, "Could you please describe in detail what exactly is the blasphemy law?"

As soon as these words were spoken, almost everyone present looked at Youdi.

The corners of Youdi's mouth twitched wildly, and she couldn't help but break down her defenses: "Fuck, how can I describe this in detail!"

"Youdi!" an elder said seriously, "Don't be emotional. Be rational."

"Reason, how can I be rational?"

"Just describe your experience in detail," the elder said. "Only in this way can those of us who can't empathize with the goddess understand what she has truly endured. At times like this, you must prioritize the greater good. Nothing is more important than the goddess's safety."

"Indeed," another elder agreed. "You are half-human, half-god, much closer to the goddess than we are. At times like this, you need to give your all for her."

Yudi really wanted to say that there was no problem in giving everything for the goddess, even her life, she could give it up without saying a word.

But the thing is... damn, there is no such thing as a problem or not.

Youdi knew that if she didn't explain herself clearly today, these guys would definitely not let it go, so she could only sigh heavily and then said, "I told you, I feel bullied..."

"Ahem," the Archbishop said gravely, "Please don't use these, uh... down-to-earth words. This is the goddess. It's better to use more elegant words."

Damn, you even want me to use more elegant words.

Youdi really wanted to get angry, but there was no way. She knew it was useless to get angry, so she could only say in a bad mood: "It's blasphemed."

"What kind of blasphemy is that?"

"It's been pouting."