Chapter 97 Ultimate Martial Power: A Scholar Can't Beat a Soldier...
My first time setting foot on the earth.
The first time I felt the wind outside.
The first time he met his people.
It is not in the children's dreams, nor in Catherine's body.
"Gods, we need you! Come with me! No, there won't be any danger."
Although the man's eyes were darting around, he gripped my hand so tightly it hurt.
But... finally, I'm needed.
I'm so happy! I'll work hard.
Nasita was thus taken from the prison by the sage and sent to the half-demon as ransom in exchange for her life.
"……god."
Mainkuhn looked down and scanned her short stature from head to toe.
"You?"
I can't tell.
"right."
Nasita cautiously looked up at the boy's thin shoulders, which were so frail they could barely support his trench coat.
The one who blew the Great Sage's head off with his bare hands? Him?
I can't tell.
Indeed, the color of a flower cannot be clearly seen until it blooms, and one cannot judge a person's strength or weakness based on their appearance.
"You came looking for me, so here I am. Can we talk now?"
Nasita stepped forward, shielding the ashen-faced scholars behind her.
"Let's start with self-introductions. I'm Naxida, and you are?"
She tried to take control of the out-of-control situation and attempt to seize control of the dialogue.
"..."
But the other person seemed completely unprepared for a conversation and continued to look at her with confusion.
"Nasita?"
He patted the blood-stained Void Terminal and read the title of the official document.
"It's me."
Nasita noticed the Void Terminal.
"The goddess of wisdom... Naxida."
The young killer checked the text again, then fell silent.
He felt he should be laughing out loud, but he couldn't laugh; he should be crying, but he couldn't cry either. In the end, he could only sigh indifferently:
"When I was young, I often prayed to you in my suffering, asking you to grant me the wisdom to get rid of my troubles."
"?"
Nasita was stunned for a moment; she probably hadn't expected such an opening at all, but she still spoke instinctively:
"……Feel sorry."
An instinctive sense of guilt, as if the moon was born to bear the sin of the sun's absence.
"What are you apologizing for? You can't even protect your own spirit."
Shedding the blind faith in the gods, recalling the old man's speech, and looking at the gods being thrown before them like sacrifices by the guards, even a cat with the dullest brain could guess most of the truth.
"A victim of holiness."
Mainkuhn looked up abruptly, using the help of the void to scan the group of trembling scholars.
'Target confirmed: Your loyal supporter, the one who blocks the gods' assistance, and responsible for overseeing the Jing Shan Palace...'
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Mainkuhn muttered to himself.
"Beep. Modification successful. Target confirmed: The person destined to die."
Mainkun snapped off the stone handrail and tossed it aside casually.
"Whoosh—Bang!!"
"ah--!"
Flesh and bone flew everywhere, hard fragments slamming into the richly dressed body with sonic booms and roars. A piercing scream and even greater terror exploded through the crowd. Mainkuen, hearing this, felt somewhat relieved and praised the prisoner:
"It's amazing that you could say you want to protect someone."
"!!you!"
Nasita was completely caught off guard by his sudden attack, without any warning! Seeing her people bleeding and collapsing, she could no longer bear it; a green light flickered from her fingertips, divine power coursing through them—
Just like possessing Catherine, she wanted to use the void to possess the half-demon and stop the other party's evil deeds!
This was easy; it was Nasita's innate power. She smoothly sensed the other party's spiritual entity through the network cable and was about to suppress it when...
"Ugh!!"
Hatred coalesced into a sharp blade, fear forged into a shield, greed woven into a hook, despair twisted into a noose... filth and violence overflowed from the target's body, violently repelling the sprawling blades of grass!
"It's so bitter..."
Nasita unconsciously murmured her strongest feelings.
Immediately, she was overwhelmed by a massive amount of negative emotions and collapsed with a "thud" in front of the horrified gazes of many scholars.
"Aaaaaaah!!"
The deathly silence was ripped apart by terrifying screams.
"What did you do to her!?"
Some people are angry.
"What can we do! Even the gods can't defeat him!"
Some people are panicking.
"A predictable ending, tsk! Useless!"
Some people take it for granted.
"?"
The cat was completely bewildered.
He was unaware of the immense impact the malice accumulating within him would have on other life forms.
All he knew was that after he casually injured a mediocre human, Narcida suddenly struck a super cool pose, her body glowing green, and then... she didn't unleash any special moves before collapsing.
Although no one saw what happened, it seems that he was the only one present who had the ability and motive to cause harm.
"You...you've hurt Lord Little Lucky Grass King!"
This was the first time God had seen man, but wasn't it also the first time man had seen God? The ethereal image that had been condemned by the wise men in the past suddenly became tangible, transforming into a steadfast little figure.
"The gods were harmed while protecting us, yet we..."
Although Nasita was still awake, she would find that the divine power she had gained through her faith was increasing slightly and for the first time in a long time. But unfortunately, she was not awake; there was only a half-demon here, ecstatic with heightened emotions.
"Although I don't understand what happened."
Even after the god fell, fear remained, but with added grief, anger, shame, and collapse... Mainkuhn's eyes widened slightly.
"But, an unexpected surprise!"
This is much more effective than simply being afraid!
Without hesitation! Mainkun lifted the unconscious god from the ground, held her on his lap, and used his sharp fingertips to pinch and play with Nasita's pale and soft face, arrogantly declaring to them.
Even if I kill her, what can you do to me?
"Your companions brought her up here so I could abuse her, didn't they?"
"..."
The scholars can't remember how they escaped.
All they remembered was that the little madman enthusiastically pinching the face of the Little Lucky Grass King for a while, occasionally teasingly pointing out the fact that they were suffering under the gods. In the midst of their pain and torment, the monster suddenly frowned.
"Get out of here, all of you."
"...What? You...you're letting us leave?"
"Did you guys eat and sleep with Hazard before? Then keep it up."
"..."
Not daring to ask any further questions, and no one daring to beg the little god, after they rushed into the elevator, they saw the tyrant facing them, meaningfully waving the Nasita in his hand.
“Your God will suffer in your place.”
The elevator is going down.
The figures of the gods and tyrants disappeared from sight.
"...Ugh."
Amidst the sobs of the crowd, Nafis, a sage of the School of Life, helped the unconscious scholar to speak first to the other sages:
"We have to rescue Lord Little Lucky Grass!"
The entire Sumeru region was ruled by the Great Sage and the other six sages. Now that Azhar is dead, only the sages remain in charge.
But he forgot that not everyone is as grateful as he is; half of the six sages are committed to Hazard's ideals and beliefs.
"Save them? No, we can't save them."
The intellectual philosopher Cavajra shook his head, his eyes gleaming.
"We have to take advantage of the fact that the little grass god has attracted his attention and blow up the bait and the monster at the same time!"
"What?! That's our god!"
"So it's only right that we give our lives for you! Use your brain, Nafis!"
The wise man of the Wise School screamed in agony nearby; he had been somewhat deranged ever since witnessing Hazard's gruesome death.
"That jinx can throw a calligraphy brush and create a sonic boom, and turn a letter into a guillotine! Any formula can calculate just how terrifying his power is, Nafis! We must kill him immediately! By any means necessary! ...Cannons, bombard them with cannons!"
"Lord Little Lucky Grass King suffered this terrible fate because of us! And aren't you afraid of accidentally harming the students!?"
Nafis could not believe his ears and could only turn to the sage of the Yinlun school for help—one of only two colleagues who had never spoken ill of the grass god.
"Say something, Inkul!"
"Sorry, I'm busy."
He saw Inkur pull out a pen from somewhere, dip it in blood, and write a large character on his sleeve:
"On this day of this month of this year, the first... Great Sage Azar died at the hands of the Beast-Eared, Vertical-Pierced One. Could the Sage's Seat become the throne? I would call this event the 'Blood Crown of the Citadel'... Be happy, Nafis! We have reached a turning point in history!"
"A history of dogs! Who cares about that!"
The elevator stopped, and Nafis only had time to curse him once before he saw several sages hurriedly leave, pressing their virtual terminals to their ears:
"Deploy weapons... Set the target at the top floor of the Church Council, try not to damage the books in the Palace of Wisdom... This is a necessary sacrifice. After it is done, I will be the Great Sage, and you will be rewarded accordingly."
You've considered all the books in the Palace of Wisdom, but couldn't you consider the God of Wisdom too?!
The wise men were of equal power, and he was powerless to stop his colleague's decision. He could only hurriedly get off the elevator and disperse the crowd of onlookers.
"Scatter! Scatter all! Thirty-man group! Disciplinary officer!"
The bewildered students nearly packed the Wisdom Palace to capacity, and a group of thirty rushed forward to take the blood-covered injured man from his hands and provide emergency care.
"Sage, what has happened!?"
"I heard that Lord Azar is dead and the Grass God has been kidnapped. What exactly happened?"
"Stop crowding around here, get to class... Pshaw! Classes are suspended! All classes are suspended! Go home immediately! Everyone! Classes are suspended for a week!"
"But my thesis..."
"Delayed! The preliminary review, secondary review, final review, and defense have all been delayed!"
"oh!!"
Many of them immediately shut up and ran off happily, but some stayed behind.
"teacher!"
The little boy with the big tail struggled to squeeze through the crowd going against the flow and grabbed his leg:
Are you alright?
"Tinari! What are you doing here! Don't you have no classes this afternoon?"
Nafis recognized this as his newly accepted young disciple, a bright and clever elementary school student.
"Teacher, I heard you were kidnapped. I'm so worried. I'll wait for you here."
"Oh my God, oh my God, good child."
Chaos, confusion, and the teacher's trembling hand touching his head were all that Tinali remembered about the new king of Sumeru.
"But you shouldn't be here, it's too dangerous. Get out of here, those bastards are insane!"
He was hurriedly picked up and treated like a precious porcelain. His teacher was terrified and smelled of blood.
"Where is your father? Which lab is he in? Quickly use the void to tell him that something has happened and to take the students and run..."
"Teacher, my dad hasn't equipped me with the Void Realm yet..."
Tinaari twitched her ears, keenly hearing the students from the six major schools rushing out of the classroom in a panic, all looking lost and bewildered.
Why did the discipline officers suddenly issue a notice to evacuate?
"Who cares what happens, at least we don't have to go to class!"
"Check the terminal! I heard it's a coup; someone killed the Great Sage and declared himself king!"
"Huh? It's fake, right?... Or was it done by those desert guys? After all, they keep calling him the Red King.
"Hey friend, you have no idea what a peculiar foreigner I helped today!"
There was also a blond boy showing off to his classmates.
"When he asked me for directions, I noticed his eyes narrowed with the light—golden! Vertical! So cool! I really wanted to see his whole face..."
"Sizzle—Sizzle—"
"!!"
Amid the noise, a barrage of static suddenly filled Tina's mind.
"teacher!"
He couldn't help but complain.
"My ears hurt so much!"
"What's wrong?"
Nafis quickly reached out to rub it:
"Bear with it, Tinari, there's no time right now... Ah."
Nafis's gaze swept across the window, and he paused instantly, realizing why his sensitive student was uncomfortable.
A massive elemental cannon was pushed to the front of the door, its surface wreathed in the glow of lightning and fire elements, emitting a constant, chilling hissing sound.
"...Teacher, that seems to be a new weapon from the Mysterious Theory School. I heard it can blast mountains apart?"
Almost instantly, Nafis grabbed the person and ran away.
"It's insane! It's insane! It's insane! Damn it! Students, run!"
He finally understood.
The excuses about not being able to save the gods or sacrificing oneself for Sumeru are just that—excuses. Even if they could save them, they wouldn't.
They just can't wait for Little Lucky Grass King to die! They don't care if the students are affected!
"Angle shifted upwards by seventy-five degrees, range shortened to the top floor, energy output power increased tenfold, target: Sage's Office!"
The sage of the Wondrous Theory School personally directed the operation on-site, his voice distorted with excitement, "If it affects the Palace of Wisdom..."
He paused for a moment, feigning nonchalance, then waved his hand coldly, "Let it spread! Business comes first! Fire!"
The beam of destruction, like a spear of divine punishment, tore through the air, carrying the power to incinerate everything, and pierced straight into the dome of the Church Council!
As Nafis rushed out of the main gate with Tinari in his arms, he was blinded by the blinding light and closed his eyes, feeling a chilling despair in his heart.
However, the anticipated massive explosion and building collapse did not occur.
A massive black mist billowed from the top of the Order of the Church, and a gray-haired boy stood within it, waving at the beam of light. The beam then dispersed, scattering into countless tiny fireworks that drifted and fell in mid-air.
The attack was completely ineffective.
"What……"
The fervor on the faces of the sages of the Wise School froze instantly, turning into utter terror and absurdity.
Nafis had already rushed out of the Papal House, and seeing this scene, he blankly reached out to catch the fireworks.
"Such immense power, how could it be... Waaah!!"
A sharp burning and numbing sensation shot through me instantly, as if I had been struck by fire and electricity simultaneously:
"Don't touch it! Return to the Order House!"
Amidst the warning, the usurper descended from the sky, cradling the infant god in one arm, and with a gentle kick, sent the sage wielding the elemental cannon flying several meters before everyone's eyes!
"Ah!! Murder!"
Amid the students' screams, Nafis, his face deathly pale, dared not move.
"How can it be...so powerful..."
The War of the Demon Gods ended long ago, didn't it? The Elemental Dragon King disappeared long ago, didn't he? So, what kind of monster is this thing in front of me...?
Amidst the almost unbearable screams of terror, he heard the boy's ears droop, his voice gentle and soft, utterly bewildered.
"Your people want to kill me along with you?"
"I can understand, after all, I haven't done well enough, and you're too strong."
Naxi Da answered.
"But this could easily cause injury or death to innocent students. Thank you for interrupting it."
"...Sorry, I really don't understand. Are all gods like this?"
The tyrant remained silent for a moment, then reluctantly turned around, his gaze vaguely falling on Nafis.
"...?"
Mainkun suddenly saw Tinari in his arms.
Fox ears, fox tail, and alert, wary gaze.
similar?
Mainkuen hesitated for a moment, wanting to reach out and pry open his mouth to check his teeth and tongue, but then worried about hurting him.
A hand suddenly reached out and blocked the child's clear and fearless eyes.
Nafis trembled, his lips trembling.
"king."
He never imagined he would use that title.
He also failed to notice that the boy's face was paler than his from the beginning, and that the tips of his ears trembled slightly in the wind.
"……Um."
Mainkuhn used extreme violence to gain the sage's submission.
Kavi was dumbfounded.
"A foreigner with golden, vertical pupils?"
His classmate stabbed him in terror.
"So you're the one who led the Japanese soldiers into the village?"
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