Ark, they don't revolve around you

They are prisoners imprisoned in this crown. Everyone of them tried to change, but without exception, they died and their country was destroyed.

The dead souls stretched out their hands, hoping to seek change from Zhuang Ning.

Some people hope that the sins of the Sarkaz can be forgiven, while others long to find redemption for civilization.

redemption...

At this point, where can we find such a thing?

Zhuang Ning glanced at the pleading eyes, sneered, and came to the throne.

The crown lay alone on the throne. He looked back coldly, holding the crown in his hand.

"Are you all seeking redemption from the Sarkaz?"

"Then I can only tell you that you are all wrong. You are completely wrong!"

"You are all too weak and ridiculous. The sins and situation of the Sarkaz today are accumulated bit by bit by you!"

In this sea of ​​consciousness, Zhuang Ning exerted strength in his hands.

A sharp sound burst out, and in front of countless demon kings, Zhuang Ning shattered the crown with his own hands!

Then he crushed the throne with one foot, still not satisfied, and chuckled coldly.

"Do you want to impose on me the obligation to revitalize the Sarkaz?"

"It's really ridiculous. Your sins can only bind my poor Amiya."

"In my eyes, you are just bugs."

"But, thank me... From today on, I will give you liberation!"

"As long as you bow your heads, I will be your servant!!!"

Isn't the way to redeem the Sarkaz very simple?

Killing, execution, judgment!

With one person's heart, he is dictatorial over the world, making them give up everything and give everything for just one goal!

to this end--

"Give us your power."

"Over the past thousands of years, this crown has accumulated a huge amount of magic."

"All that power is entrusted to me. In return, I promise you the rebirth of the Sarkaz!!"

The crown was taken into the body, and the reflections of countless demon kings born in the seven thousand years of Sarkaz were shattered at this moment!

Layer upon layer of memories impacted Zhuang Ning's consciousness. He saw a lot, including betrayal, ideals, and wishes. Some held the most beautiful visions, while others were so ugly that people could not bear to look directly at them.

But Zhuang Ning didn't mind.

What he wanted was the power within it—the power drawn from countless Tikaz histories.

Blood demons, gargoyles, children of earth and stone, wendigos, fire demons, whippersnappers, banshees, scavengers—

The monarchs who were once chosen to sit in the royal court each possessed strange magic, and this is what Zhuang Ning values!

By breaking the ring, Amiya can exercise the power of the previous demon king, but Zhuang Ning is more ambitious, he wants the power of all the demon kings in the past seven thousand years!

The illusion created by the crown was shattered and the heaven and earth shook.

Zhuang Ning opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes gradually faded and turned back to a dull black.

The ring that was originally on Zhuang Ning's finger cracked, collapsed, and turned into dust, and even the crown was weathered.

This scene undoubtedly stunned everyone, but Quesatusta was not dead yet. He seized the opportunity and a light like dawn and dusk flowed out of his body.

The shadow of a giant beast appeared in the light, and it let out an earth-shaking roar!

That is the monster that possesses the power of time and space, Ursula, whose appearance causes ripples in time and space.

The vast starry sky emerges, and an ancient atmosphere flows here. No one has interfered for thousands of years, and only the eternal starry sky lasts forever.

The Blood Demon Lord once brought the people of Rhodes Island into this place through the Life Cord, and by digging out the blood, the Absolution Master Quesatusta recreated that scene.

——In the darkness, the giant beast took a step forward.

Only the skeletal body was left shaking, emitting a deep roar.

"Do you think I just lost like that?" The Pardoner laughed grimly, "No, how could that be possible."

He was angry and unwilling. How could a plan he had been planning for a long time be obstructed by an outsider? ! !

Quesatusta lowered his head and looked down at the hole in his chest. It was so deep. The Pardoner was naturally gifted in healing wounds, but the wounds left by the sword called the Soul Summoner could not be healed.

That being the case.

Let these people die together, die under the trampling of the beasts!

Salus raised his sword, wanting to give his leader a few more critical hits.

A calm voice came from a distance: "Come back, Salus."

Salus looked unwilling, but in the end he could only take small steps back.

Kwisatusta said coldly: "You seem to have failed. The crown refuses to recognize you."

He saw the clue from the shattering of the crown and ring.

The crown is a power of conferring, while the ring is a means of restraining. It is unheard of for the two to disappear together, so the pardoner believes that there is nothing wrong with his guess and laughs excitedly:

"you failed!"

"Yes, you are not a Sarkaz, so how can you gain the recognition of so many Sarkaz souls?"

"You don't have the awareness to shoulder the history of Tikaz!"

Zhuang Ning was stunned for a moment and sighed.

He placed his hand on his forehead, smiled softly, and turned to face the beast.

Time and space seemed to freeze as the gigantic beast took a step forward and clapped its hands in anger.

The power of the giant beast was detonated. Quesatusta was indeed the most evil and powerful monster born in thousands of years. Even though the woven giant beast was far inferior to the real one in strength, it was still superior to humans!

Dust scatters.

At some point, Zhuang Ning appeared behind the pardoner.

He somehow dodged the beast's attack, and with a flick of the blade in his hand, he cut off Quesatushta's arm!

"Don't be too noisy, just watch the show."

Blood splattered, and Quesatusta's eyes narrowed.

He didn't even notice the man approaching.

Moreover, this spell...Quisatusta didn't want to admit it, didn't want to accept it, but this was the lich's space spell!

Moreover, it is definitely not something that is refined by ordinary liches. It is a technology that even the royal court cannot unearth. It is integrated with space and breaks through the shackles of time.

Among all the demon kings in history, only one lich monarch has mastered the corresponding magic.

He actually mastered...

This meant that the crowning ceremony had been successful, and Quesatusta's face was dull.

"The beast... that's good, but you didn't fully revive it."

Zhuang Ning held down the Pardoner's shoulders, and he was imprisoned, and could only watch the giant beast of the Demon Dynasty march forward.

This monster named Ursula is just a puppet of Quesatusta, less than one percent of its original form.

Zhuang Ning took a step forward silently and placed his hand on the white bones of the giant beast.

The rough right hand flowed through the morning and evening light, so gentle, soaking the white bones.

The bones gradually grew more tissue, were covered with flesh and blood, and their organs regenerated.

"What is he doing?" Theresa couldn't understand.

Shining held the sword and said nothing: "He is resurrecting Ursula."

"You put your last hope on this beast."

Zhuang Ning looked back and smiled at the Pardoner, "You tried every possible means to restore the original appearance of the giant beast's authority from the extracted memories, hoping to use this giant beast to turn the tables."

He stared at Quesatusta silently. "But this is not enough, is it?"

"Yes, what's the use of a giant beast with only bones? If we want to fight, we should fight him after he is revived."

"The complete Ursula, a behemoth that masters the power of time. Nothing is more suitable for honing my abilities than this monster."

Zhuang Ning grinned, and Kuisatushta seemed to see provocation in this man's eyes, "Do you think it would be more appropriate for me to call myself "Zhen" from now on?"

The Pardoner felt chilled to the bone and didn't know how to describe his feelings.

defeat.

This skill of reviving Ursula was the result of thousands of years of his accomplishments, but it was easily taken away from him, and even modified, making the disciple better than the master.

"Oh, just kidding. I'm not interested in names."

Zhuang Ning let go of his hand and looked up at the revival of the giant beast. The majestic power accumulated over a long period of time and finally seemed to turn into space itself.

"After all, being your king is already a gift. If I call myself something else, I'm afraid I'll vomit it."

The beast’s mountain-like body exudes the breath of the sea tide, as if the sky is falling!

A green sword condensed in Zhuang Ning's hand, which was once held by the ranger Quillon who was promoted to the Demon King.

——And he swung it out calmly, slashing at will.

Cracks appeared in space, the giant beast was slashed and torn apart, and blood trickled from the wound and fell to the ground.

Endless flames burst out from the ground, turning the starry sky into a reflection of purgatory.

This is the spell of the Fire Demon, and lava-like armor is lingering around Zhuang Ning!

Then, the power like a dead branch extended, penetrated the body of the giant beast, madly absorbing the power of the giant beast from it, and poured into Zhuang Ning's body!

The gap was so hopeless that Quesatusta's throat was dry and he was unable to speak.

He actually used the magic of the Demon Kings of all generations without even paying a single cent—

The Pardoner fell into doubt and traced back his memory, confirming that no one had ever been able to accomplish such a feat since ancient times!

For the first time, resistance began to grow in his heart. This didn't make sense. Why would the soul in the crown recognize a mere alien?

Why did Amiya become exhausted after using the Blue Fury, but he had mastered such a vast amount of knowledge but his personality did not change? !

Kuisatushta felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave. He raised his hand and looked at the doctor's frail back.

The giant beast collapsed, and the evil spirit looked back gently.

At this moment, the Pardoner finally understood what kind of person the Doctor was, and became more and more annoyed and regretful.

Look, the monster that could destroy Kazdel just by walking is nothing compared to this person.

The vast space was cracked and extended to the end of the world. After the death of the giant beast resurrected by Quesatusta, they returned to the altar.

The flickering candlelight illuminated Zhuang Ning's face. He was not affected at all by hunting just a giant beast.

The Demon King can punish the Sarkaz's court. Logically, Zhuang Ning can crush the Pardoner with just a thought.

But he lost interest in the tool and turned his attention to the shapeshifter.

In other words, the Originium held in the hands of the Shapeshifter.

There was still not a trace of the devil's aura in Zhuang Ning. He seemed friendly and kind, and when he smiled, people would think of a scholar.

"Can you give me the Originium in your hand?"

The shapeshifter's face was gloomy and he wanted to evacuate, but the thought was stopped in an instant.

In a breath, Zhuang Ning's pale hand was on the shapeshifter's shoulder, and a smile appeared on his face.

The life of the Shapeshifter is as long as the history of the Sarkaz. During this time, he has never felt such pressure and fear.

No one can kill him.

Even in Rhodes Island, the Shapeshifters chose to be divided rather than defeated!

But at this moment, a huge fear sprouted in the shapeshifter's heart, and the instinct of life called out to him to leave.