The New King

The door that Alex hadn't been able to walk out of for two years, ever since he took off the shackles himself.

Inger summoned his wand and stood before the door.

In the past two years, I have felt guilty about the sad eyes of my relatives and friends, and I have also exiled myself.

But now, he has to go.

Going to the battlefield for the third time.

This should be the last time.

Fei Leng still contacts him from time to time.

Even though he told him in advance, he couldn't go.

But he also said it.

"If there is an emergency that threatens everyone's life, please contact me immediately. I will rush over immediately no matter what time it is."

Fei Leng agreed.

Now is that time.

Inger looked at the intact door, closed his eyes, and said softly, "Sorry, Alex, this is the last time."

His last act of willfulness.

He knew Alex would not be happy to see him.

But he couldn't sit here after all.

When he opened his eyes again, he had already made up his mind to break through and leave this place.

He reached out and pushed the door open.

Squeak.

After a slight sound.

The door opened.

He never thought he could push it away.

But the door opened easily.

Unlocked.

There is no insulating stone door lock or bolt.

The empty and magnificent corridor allows you to see portraits of kings of previous generations hanging on the opposite wall.

There wasn't even a knight guarding the gate.

Inger froze in place, his feet seemed to be stuck with glue, unable to move.

He said that he had to trust Alex, but in fact he had always been doubting that even if Alex untied his shackles, he would still use various protective measures to lock him in.

He was wrong.

From beginning to end.

It wasn't until today that he learned that Alex never locked him up there again after that day.

It was his own choice to stay here.

Alex had already made his own retreat.

At this time, Cecilia came over with her wool ball basket, and Inger stopped when she saw the door.

She stared at him for a while, held out a handkerchief to wipe the tears from his face, and then gestured, "Are you going out?"

Inger bit his lower lip and nodded heavily.

Cecilia smiled like a white daisy in the field, and she mouthed, "Have a safe journey."

With tears stained his eyes, Inger forced a smile at her, took two steps back, turned around and ran to the window, opened it, sat on the windowsill, and whistled.

"Fine!!!"

A ball of snow-white fire swooped down from the sky, its icy blue eyes met Inger's for a moment, and then it flew downwards.

Inger jumped down without hesitation.

Cecilia looked out the window in amazement.

He saw that Inger was already half-kneeling steadily on Finé's broad back, with his black hair fluttering in the wind.

Finne flapped his wings twice and they rose up.

When Inger lowered his head, his face was still covered with broken tears. But when he wiped his face with his hand and raised his head again, there was no wavering on that face, only the determination of a desperate gamble.

Like a bird breaking out of its shell, at the right moment, the thin petals tore apart and he fell from the flower to the ground.

The amniotic fluid covered the entire body, and it was a beautiful person whose gender was difficult to tell.

Her long black hair was stuck together due to moisture, and she had blue eyes, which were unique to people from the eastern continent, and her curled eyelashes were covered with water droplets.

He came into this world with nothing.

Petals and vines wrapped around his body and became his first robe.

The voice of "Mother" echoed in my head.

"Yugdona."

That's his name.

His mother gave him this name herself.

Coming out from the flower womb, the natural cage and shelter.

He breathed in a loathsome miasma.

He hated this environment more than he thought.

Yuguduo opened his hand, his five fingers were flexible and the lines on his palm were distinct. His body was clearly human.

He could hear many sounds since before he was born.

A lot of memories and knowledge that he shouldn't have at birth quickly flooded into his mind.

During that dark time, I heard the meaningless mutterings of countless humans, demons, and monsters, as well as the words of "mother" that were clearer than those, the suffocating and nauseating nutrition that I had to absorb, and the more memories that came with it. That's all.

He couldn't refuse, he could only accept.

Including this name.

Within a few seconds of getting off the ground and standing up, he understood his own abilities.

The liquid in his hair evaporated instantly, and the ends of his long black hair turned into ink drops, dripped down, condensed into a ball, and flew into his hands.

However, his hair will not be shortened.

His blue eyes suddenly turned purple-red, and from the demon's perspective, the ink droplet turned into a dazzling gem set in an entire galaxy.

He turned his eyes back to human form, and the ink drop was just a ghost thing that was extremely dirty and smelled foul.

Yogudona turned to the true form of 'Mother'.

The huge towering tree greedily opened its crown, blocking out the sky and the sun.

From the human perspective, it is an extremely evil alien creature.

It was the existence he desperately wanted to escape from.

However, the demon blood in his body had another idea. It longed for closeness, longed to be one with her again, and longed to protect her. That was the existence that gave birth to him.

Torn between two opposing thoughts, he was about to vomit.

He knew very well how and why he was created.

But he was not sure whether he was an independent consciousness or a consciousness made up of tens of millions of people, demons, and monsters.

'Mother' gave him the ability to surpass everything, as well as knowledge and memories that other children did not have when they were born. She gave him the will to yearn for freedom, but locked him in her arms.

He cannot grow up slowly like a normal life and slowly understand the world. He is an adult from birth and his knowledge is instilled in him.

Because of his excessive abilities, he is also unable to give birth to life, and the 'Mother' cannot personally cultivate her own opponent.

His relationship with his "mother" before birth is that of producer and product, but after birth, it is only an unequal transaction relationship.

He understood all of this in an instant.

The 'mother' also knew exactly what this child who had just left the womb was thinking. Her voice echoed in his mind again: "Go to the human world, find the Purifier, and kill the Purifier. From now on, you will completely cut off your connection with me, and I will give you true freedom."

Yuguduna raised his head and looked at the gloomy swaying vines and branches. He forced himself to remember this scene instead of looking at another perspective.

free.

The complex memories in the mind, especially the painful memories, are all different, but among the millions of lives, they have only one common will, that is freedom.

This is what he was born to pursue.

'Mother' knew what he wanted, and they each got what they needed.

He also knew that his 'mother' didn't need to lie to him.

He was infertile and could not cause any fundamental damage to his mother.

Even though he knew that it was his 'mother' who deliberately shaped him into this way, he could not control his desire for true freedom.

A life, from the moment it leaves the mother's womb, has become an independent individual.

He is different from other lives, he needs to complete a small deal.

And it was easy for him.

Yugudona closed his eyes and replied in spirit: "Mother, I am only responsible for killing the Purifiers, not for protecting you."

The leaves of 'Mother' swayed gently, and her smile reached his mind.

The last five knights around her also disappeared without a trace because they were just absorbed by the mother tree.

On the entire continent, apart from the humans who landed, there were only these two living beings left.

"Go. Yogurdona. My child."

He heard 'Mother' say this.

Fei Leng held Kate in one hand and Liexia in the other. He shook Kate and said, "Wake up and listen! Open your eyes!" He turned to Liexia and said, "Unleash your abilities! Including all these people now."

Fantine moved closer to Alex, who stroked the fur on his neck and asked, "Want to go back?"

"A rider's fall will only occur if the mount dies."

Alex couldn't help laughing. He said, "I've never liked your sappy poetry as much as I do now."

Fantine tilted her head. "What is acid poetry?"

Alex smiled and said nothing, then drew out his sword.

Kate finally calmed down a bit. He closed his eyes, listened attentively, and said slowly: "The characteristics of the royal fetus... are very similar to those of humans, very similar... He didn't speak, he should be communicating with his 'mother' internally... His ability is related to his hair. It turned into a liquid sphere. His eyes can change color, blue, purple... I don't know what it is... Ah!"

The newly landed king suddenly made eye contact with him.

It was as if she could detect his gaze from a long distance.

Alex asked calmly, "Where are the five knights?"

"Gone... He was swallowed by 'Mother' a second before he was born." Kate's voice was filled with fear.

Elena burst into laughter instead: "It seems like she is really scared to death of that little brat! Hahahaha! I love that little baby even more now!"

Mackay Olin also smiled quietly.

Tels frowned: "This is............"

The other knights shared his expression, with alertness and confusion.

Alex took Fantine a few steps forward and said in a steady voice, "It means that the demon mother tree gave up protecting its original body and chose to let the king kill the Purifier. She devoured all the creatures on the East Continent just to give birth to this thing. He should have this ability."

Wu Rui asked: "But if little Eddie touches the demons, the demons will be purified?"

"There are many ways to kill without contact, not to mention... didn't he say it?" Alex raised his head and looked in the direction of the new Demon King. His pure eyes were filled with unprecedented violent murderous intent.

Except for the Demon King of Heart Voice who can change his appearance, basically no pure-blood has such close-to-human features.

Fei Leng continued his words: "...The newly born king is likely to be a mixed-blood like me."

However, Ed Yingli's ability is basically ineffective against mixed-blood demons.

Lie Xia's eyes couldn't stop shaking, and she said in a hoarse voice: "How is it possible?! Mother can only give birth to pure blood? She can even control this?!"

"Creating life is her innate talent. Nothing is impossible." Fei Leng said softly.

Alex held the sword and spoke clearly, "From now on, change your first goal from killing the Demon Mother Tree to protecting the Purifier. He is our only hope. As long as he is still alive, the Demons will definitely be wiped out."

The knights and wizards did not answer, but everyone's face changed into an expression of no hesitation.

He then said to Fei Leng: "Fei Leng, you should not stay here. Let Duper come back and take you back to the Western Continent immediately to protect the Purifiers."

Fei Leng looked at Lie Xia, who immediately took out the badge to contact Duper. Fei Leng looked at Alex and said, "I'll stay here and help you."