Chapter 54: Being pious is not the only way to borrow the power of the gods

At this moment, Luo Yan could not find words to describe the joy in his heart.

It's not just because he mastered a spell that he had never mastered before, but also because he had lived in this world in an orderly manner for eighteen years and unexpectedly got to know this world in a new way!

That is the other side of the mountain that most people have never seen.

Being pious is not the only way to borrow the power of gods. In fact, that power does not come from gods at all! It comes from the written rules!

Even if those rules were indeed written by gods! "Yoyo! We might have discovered a new world!"

“Eh? But didn’t Yunyun already tell you about this before, Demon Lord—”

"It's different! We were just guessing before, but now we have proven it through practice!"

Luo Yan paced excitedly in the magic workshop, circling in the dim cave, letting his thoughts continue to wander.

At this moment, he seemed to see an apple falling in front of him, and the mysterious hand that picked the apple was looming! The truth seemed to be right in front of him.

However, there was always a thin layer of window paper between them, and no matter how hard he moved forward, it seemed like he was still a little short of success.

pity.

His main job is a demon king. He is not a scholar engaged in research, and he does not have a lot of time to waste on trivial matters.

"The barriers between different magic systems will be broken, and faith will no longer be an obstacle to casting spells! What a pity! It would be great if these things could be written into papers and published... If we continue to dig deeper, we might make even greater discoveries!"

Thinking of this, Luo Yan couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

He knew it was impossible.

Even in hell where the devil has changed twice, talking about gods is an absolute taboo. However, the conclusion he just came to is something that cannot be avoided by relying solely on the art of language.

Being pious is not the only way to borrow the power of the gods...

Luo Yan had no doubt.

If I say this publicly in Demon King Academy, the people from the Ministry of Truth will rush over to greet me immediately.

"Although it's a bit regrettable, for now, we should limit the relevant research to the 'Great Cemetery'."

If there is a chance, we should hire a few professional scholars.

Luo Yan planned to ask Youyou to upload the relevant information to the official website later. Perhaps the players could discuss and come up with some clues worthy of his reference.

Returning to the desk, Luo Yan picked up the magic notebook again and quickly turned to the next page.

Extinguishing the fire is just the most basic dragon language magic, equivalent to the entry-level curse "dullness" in necromancy.

The only advantage of the former over the latter is probably that there is no need to use a magic wand.

In contrast, it is difficult for Dragon Language Magic to enjoy the bonus provided by the wand.

After all, a real dragon doesn't need that thing!

In actual combat, Luo Yan would undoubtedly choose the spell system he was more proficient in, but it was not a bad thing to master one more power system, which might produce unexpected results under certain circumstances.

"…Since 'extinguish' (Dragon language) works, I think 'shut up' (Dragon language) and 'kneel down' (Dragon language) will also work!"

These two spells are Silence and Pressure! They are specifically targeted at the caster!

Grasping the previous feeling, Luo Yan tried it repeatedly several times. Although his casting efficiency was not as good as elemental spells, he still used it.

Just when he was excited and wanted to try more, a line of dark green pop-up windows appeared in front of him.

[Faith value +5]

[Faith value +4]

【……】

Hmm? "The faith value has increased again?"

Not only that—

The daily growth amount seems to have changed too!

…

At the eerie and dark entrance of the mine, seven men dressed like adventurers were waiting nervously.

The leader was Jack, whom Luo Yan had dealt with before. As for the others, they were all unfamiliar faces. One of them was even lying on a stretcher, with only half his breath left.

Unable to figure out what this guy was planning, Luo Yan, who was standing in the shadows, whispered in a hoarse voice through Bond's mouth.

"…Today is not our trading time. What are you doing here?"

Jack took a half step forward and bowed.

"Dear Necromancer, dear Demon Lord, I am your loyal servant Jack. I am very sorry to disturb you at this time..."

Luo Yan's ears were almost callused from hearing this sentence recently, but he still listened to him patiently.

Simply put, the gangs in the underground streets of Thunder City have a smuggling port disguised as a fishing village in the southern coastal area.

Yesterday, the Viper Gang was smuggling goods there, but they were attacked by mermaid raiders.

The young man lying on the stretcher was stabbed in the chest by the harpoon of the mermaid leader in order to protect Jack.

This wound won't heal.

Not only that, the young man seemed to be hollowed out and was withering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although Jack is not a good person, he is unexpectedly a kind and loyal guy.

Even for a client like Chris, whom he had only dealt with before, he would try to help, even if it might be just to do a favor. Luo Yan was not surprised at all that he would come to him to save his seriously injured subordinates.

"It feels like this guy is no longer viable." Youyou, who was floating beside Luo Yan, whispered, "By the way, is there a spell to break the curse in the fine steel-level undead magic?"

From the perspective of the godhead, it had probably seen the curse that was entangled with him, as well as the continuous loss of his "HP value".

Luo Yan did not answer Youyou's question. He just thought for a moment and then spoke in a low voice through Bond's mouth.

"It's a curse. The weapon that stabbed him must be a formidable weapon."

Jack's expression was slightly moved, and he spoke in an earnest voice.

"Can you cure him?"

Curses are a bit tricky.

After all, in hell, curses are a tonic for the undead, but not a pain for the demons.

As a necromancer, he was good at casting curses, and removing curses was usually the job of a priest. Among the high-level magic, there were spells for transferring curses and absorbing curses, but the lowest level was a gold-level spell, the same level as soul absorption.

If it were in the past, Luo Yan probably wouldn't be able to help this young man.

But now——

After thinking for a while, Luo Yan spoke.

"Leave him here, and you wait outside."

Upon hearing this, Jack quickly agreed and left the cave with his trusted men.

Watching several figures disappear at the cave entrance, Luo Yan walked to the young man named Lumire, took out a bottle of red potion, unscrewed the cork, and handed it to his mouth.

"Drink it."

The dying Lumir nodded slightly and swallowed all the potion poured into his mouth.

Not long after, the hollowed-out face regained a hint of redness, he coughed twice, and his complexion seemed to be better.

"Thanks……"

Luo Yan raised his hand to signal him to shut his mouth, then put his hand on his wound and whispered in a low and hoarse voice.

"Dispel." (Dragon language)

The mighty roar was like a heavy hammer, hitting Lumier's wound fiercely! In just a moment, the death energy wrapped around the wound was shattered by the righteous aura of the dragon god, and turned into a wisp of residual smoke and floated away.

Since this skill would consume the health of the target, Luo Yan specially gave the wounded a bottle of healing potion before casting the spell.

Now it seems that his preparations for a rainy day were right.

Lumir, who was hit hard on the chest, opened his eyes wide, his eyeballs almost popped out of his sockets, and he was almost killed on the spot by the dragon's roar at close range.

However, the effectiveness of the spell was obvious. His illness was healed instantly, and the originally corrupted wounds began to slowly regrow under the effect of the healing potion.

Realizing that the curse on him had been lifted, Lumire quickly climbed up from the stretcher, prostrated himself on the ground in surprise and joy, and expressed gratitude with a devout look on his face.

"Thank you, Demon King...for saving me..."

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Luo Yan retreated back into the shadows and said expressionlessly.

"No need to be so polite... By the way, what did Jack tell you about me?"

Lumire hesitated for a moment, but thinking of what Jack had warned everyone before, that they should not hide anything in front of that adult, he confessed the truth.

Including the swearing-in ceremony.

Including fraternities and so on.

Hearing Jack's bold move, Luo Yan was stunned for a moment.

Good job.

You are learning this too? He didn't expect that he was just grabbing a handle at the time, but Jack would imitate him by swearing to the devil.

Not only that—

It seems that this guy's ambition is not just to get hold of something against his subordinates, he even went a step further to set up a sect hidden underground, and made himself, who belongs to the demon god faction, the totem of the sect.

These guys are no longer just ordinary gang members, but have evolved into a secret sect that believes in the devil?!

What is this other world of Illuminati and Skull Gang!? "I see..."

Luo Yan now understood where the faith value came from.

Lumir looked at the Demon King with trepidation, waiting for his next order.

However, Luo Yan did not continue to ask him questions and just sent him away.

"You go down and let Jack come over."

"yes."

Lumir responded hurriedly, turned around and walked out of the mine, returning to his companions.

When they saw their companion, who was only breathing his last breath, coming out of the mine alive and well, everyone waiting outside the mine showed surprise on their faces.

Except Jack.

He was very clear about the strength of that adult, and this kind of thing was just a drop in the bucket.

Compared to surprise, he felt more grateful, proud, and fortunate! As expected, compared to believing in Saint Sith, it is more practical to worship the Lord Demon who is right in front of him! Everyone has surrounded Lumier, pinching and pinching him in surprise.

"Lumiel?!"

"You can already stand up?!"

“This… is incredible.”

"Holy—bah! Lord Demon! Lord Demon! This is simply a miracle!"

"It's really a miracle. That gentleman dispelled the curse on me with just one word," Lumier, who had survived the disaster, smiled shyly, and then immediately looked at his leader Jack, "By the way, boss, the Demon King asked me to come find you..."

"Why didn't you say so earlier!"

Jack was shocked when he heard this and did not dare to delay and immediately entered the mine.

Worried that the Demon King would wait too long, he took off the bag hanging around his waist and spoke respectfully without waiting for the Demon King standing in the shadow to speak.

"Respected Demon King, thank you for answering your servant's prayer. This is a small gift prepared by your humble servant for you. If you don't mind, please accept it--"

"Get up," Luo Yan did not look at the thank you gift or tribute he placed on the ground, but went straight to the point, "Just now, Lumier told me about the Brotherhood."

After hearing the words of the Devil, Jack's face was full of anxiety. Facing Bond who was standing in front of him, he spoke undecidedly.

"This is all my personal idea, I hope I didn't offend you..."

"Offended? How could that be?"

Looking at the uneasy guy in front of him, Luo Yan smiled faintly and spoke slowly.

"I have no objection to you doing this. In fact... I am very happy."

Hearing these words, Jack finally let go of the stone in his heart and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It is my honor to serve you... I am willing to give you everything I have, whether it is my life or my fortune."

Just now when he was in the carriage, he had already realized that there are things in this world that are more valuable than money.

Luo Yan said with a smile.

"It's best if you think so. However, I will not ask my believers to give up everything for me. Compared to worldly money, I hope you will remember your oath and keep this loyalty in your heart."

Having said this, Luo Yan paused for a moment and continued.

"The transaction between us will continue, but I don't have time to worry about such trivial matters myself. I will arrange for one of my representatives to handle it, and you can communicate with him."

As a demon king, it is too cheap to do business personally all day long.

There was nothing he could do before because there was no one available. But now that there is someone available, Luo Yan is of course too lazy to worry about such things himself.

As for Jack, he obviously felt that it would be safer and easier for himself to find a middleman, so he obeyed respectfully.

"Please tell me how I can contact him."

Luo Yan continued in a slow voice.

"Go to St. Six's Church in Silverpine Town and find the priest there. His name is Matt, and he is one of my servants."

"When you see him, there's no need to say any unnecessary nonsense. Just tell him that I asked you to come. He'll naturally know what to do."

The Church of Saint Sith?! Jack looked at the demon king standing in the shadows in astonishment, and was greatly shocked.

He originally thought that the so-called servant was just a rat living in the underground streets like him, but he did not expect that it was actually an unattainable figure like a priest!

For ordinary citizens of Thunder City, the priests in the church are the most distinguished people they can come into contact with on a daily basis.

Jack was shocked to find that even such a noble man would surrender to the devil.

What a majestic thing! The power of the Demon King...

It's simply unfathomable! (End of this chapter)