Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

"But... please tell me your purpose. This is something I must... know. If you deny it, I still have self-respect..."

This kind of external sound transmission was something Inzaen Nibia was not familiar with.

So it seems stumbling.

But it doesn't matter.

It has just fully revealed its own opinions.

As for the ending, that is decided by Vitan, not something it can decide.

Vitan raised his eyebrow.

Then he simply released the hand that was holding the orb, letting it retreat backwards, and said lightly.

"I want to get the Star Cup and gain control of this world."

"And do what an Old God should do, and create a race of your own."

"As for the habitat, I want to follow Artosh's example."

As Vitan spoke, his eyes never left it.

And that's obviously where the conversation ends.

However, Inzaen Nibia had also heard some rumors about his fellow tribesmen.

After being conquered by the "God of War" Artosh, his fellow tribesman willingly became his mount.

Gave my all to that one.

"Are you...really, ready to face that...God of War?"

The name of "God of War" Artosh is very famous in this world.

Even if they haven't seen Artosh's power with their own eyes, everyone knows it.

It is said to be a war for the Star Cup.

In fact, if there are no major accidents, Artosh is almost certain to win the battle for the Star Cup.

After all, the nature of the essence is there.

Artosh's essence characteristic is "War", and his essence characteristic is naturally suitable for fighting.

What about the other Old Gods?

『Forging』, 『Suspicion』, and 『Nature』are useful, but in terms of combat, they are undoubtedly far behind Artosh.

It is no exaggeration to say that Artosh can easily defeat four or five Gods alone.

That's why Inzaen Nibia asked Vitan this question.

With the essence of "Life" which is not very good at fighting, do you really have the confidence to fight against Artosh?

"Of course!"

"If I don't have this kind of confidence, why would I do such unnecessary things?"

"Wouldn't it be better to hide in the Spirit Corridor like the other reclusive Old Deus?"

Vitan sneered.

There is no record of this in the original book, but Vitan discovered it when he was wandering in the Elf Corridor.

There are many species of gods in the Elf Corridor that maintain their original essence forms and have not condensed their own forms.

Aside from being afraid of Artosh, what other reason could there be?

"..."

This time, Inzaen Nibia did not remain silent, and he did not even hesitate for too long.

A chain made of condensed mist extended directly from the bead of the "Center".

This is a simulation it made by itself, a limb that is similar to a human hand.

"My life has already been held in your hands."

"Then it's not a bad idea to continue sacrificing my life to you now."

More and more fog diffused from the "center", and there seemed to be some strange fluctuations mixed in it.

While concentrating the essence, the memories engraved in the essence began to emerge.

He knew that this was a ceremony in ancient times when the Old Gods and Phantasms reached a contract.

"Excuse me, what is your name?"

"Vitan."

The brown-haired young man responded with a smile, and grasped Inzaen Nibia's gray mist chain that could "destroy and kill" everything with his fair hands.

"My name is... Inzaen Nibia. I will offer all my future lives as sacrifices to the Old Deus before me - the 'God of Life' Vitan-sama."

This completely corrupted battlefield was bathed in the dusk light of the setting sun.

"Very good. I will also lead you to win the Star Cup and achieve the final victory in the war."

“And show you scenery you’ve never seen before.”

The "Covenant" of ancient times was thus concluded.

……

Standing not far from the edge of the battlefield, Shink Nilvalen looked in amazement at the girl beside him whom he had identified as a Werebeast.

It was difficult for her to recall what she had just experienced.

The thin, weak, and adorable beastman beside her actually grabbed her shoulders and jumped her away by nearly two kilometers.

And this speed only takes less than two seconds.

What a joke.

Is this thing a beastman?

If all beastmen had this kind of physical fitness, they would be able to directly fight against the Hard Steel Titans. How could they still be in the 14th place?

Wait a minute...

Shink Nilvalen's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had suddenly thought of something.

But soon, she was filled with doubts again.

"Sir, are you a Tsukuyomi?"

"Lord Vitan, is he your creator?"

In the world of No Game No Life, there are two races with rabbit ears, one of which is the rabbit people among the beastmen.

There are also the Moon-Singing species who have lived with their main god in the red moon in the sky since ancient times.

Both have the appearance of a bunnyman.

But in her impression, even the combat power of the Tsukuyomi species is just that!

However, if it seems to be a Tsukuyomi species, then there is some explanation.

Could it be that the Old God was the creator of the Moon Chant species?

"Moon Song Seed? What is that?"

The black rabbit was also obviously stunned for a moment, and its half-folded ears immediately stood up.

"I am the noble Moon Rabbit of the Little Garden."

This is what Black Rabbit is most proud of. How can he allow people to misunderstand his creator and identity?

Even if Vitan was the one she liked, that wouldn't work.

"Besides, I was not created by Lord Vitan. I am a follower of Lord Indra."

(Indra?)

(Who is this again?)

Shink Nilvalen really felt dizzy now.

Too many things happened today, and she received too much information. Things here are obviously not over yet, but now it seems that a suspected divine being has emerged.

"Then Lord Vitan..."

Shink Nilvalen pursed his dry lips and changed the subject.

"It's over."

"Lord Vitan has returned."

That was the moment when Black Rabbit finished speaking.

As the night slowly fell, in the dark and cold night, the figure of the human-shaped brown-haired young man slowly walking towards her continued to grow larger in her eyes.

Shink Nilvalen, who had already become somewhat natural, immediately took a graceful step and walked towards the approaching figure.

"Welcome to your triumphant return, Lord Vitan."

"Shinker Nilvalen, on behalf of the elves, sincerely congratulates you on your return."

It must be said that the way Xinke Nirvalen lifted the hem of her robe really gave her the feel of a noble lady.

Then her eyes drifted upwards and looked towards the gray bead embedded in Vitan's chest.

"Inzaen Nibia is already my apostle."

"No harm will be done to you without my order. You can relax."

Vitan said in a casual tone.

Upon hearing this, Hinck Nilvalen gained a deeper understanding of the power of the Old Deus.

The fantasy species before them was once their target in the forest.

It is intended to be placed in the "Void Zero Protection" to be used as fuel.

To this end, they have formulated many plans against Inzaen Nibia, each of which can be said to require the use of the forest elves' trump card.

Even so, the plan may not necessarily succeed, and they may also suffer heavy casualties.

But even such a terrifying existence was like a three-year-old child facing an adult in front of this divine being, and was completely unable to fight back.

It didn't take long for him to be completely conquered.

"Thank you for protecting us."

Hink Nilvalen half-bends his body respectfully again.

"The Grass Dome Ship is ready. Please give your orders."

As soon as she discovered the trace of Vitan, she had already ordered the "Grass Dome Ship" to take off and stand by nearby.

Vitan casually took off the beads on his chest and gave them to the extremely curious Black Rabbit to play with.

"well done."

The thoughtfulness of Shink Nilvalen reminded her of her own maid who had been trained by Gurefia.

Those maids can all take care of every detail, they can warm the bed and do the work.

And that’s exactly what Vitan thought and did.

He casually opened his personal space and took out a modified maid outfit with the hem just above the knees.

"Put on this dress. From today on, you will be responsible for my daily life."

He said this without paying any attention to the slightly surprised look on Shink Nilvalen’s face.

Walk towards the "Grass Dome Ship" that is slowly descending to the ground.

"Now go back to your elf headquarters and sort out all the information about other races and this world for me."

Chapter 4 k Shink Nirvalen's Room

A tree so tall that it blocks out the sun.

At first glance, there is no end to the forest and wilderness.