Volume 2: Empire Chapter 46: The Devil Tyrant
Qingkong glanced at Bengmu, and his powerful aura made Bengmu move aside.
Qingkong entered the main hall and walked forward. The moment she took a step, her leather boots turned into golden boots. Golden armor pieces attached upward along her calves, and in a blink of an eye, they formed golden shin guards that went above her knees.
The golden boots made a crisp sound when they stepped on the stone floor. She took another step, and the golden boots and golden greaves wrapped around her other leg. Then, as she walked forward step by step, the golden armor was embedded in Qingkong's body one by one from bottom to top.
As Qingkong walked, he said, "Samuel, I apologize for coming here without an invitation.
From now on, no matter what you see, don't move, otherwise I will not be able to guarantee your safety.
Do you understand? "
Qingkong walked in front of Samuel, and her whole body was covered with a set of gorgeous golden armor. After she finished her last sentence, a golden helmet covering the upper half of her face was covered on her head.
"The Shining Golden Man... You are the Shining Golden Man!" Qingkong's appearance scared Samuel.
Except for Luke, everyone else looked at the clear sky in shock.
A smile appeared on Qingkong's lips, and the crystal plates above the eyes on his helmet emitted a cold white light.
"Answer me, do you understand?"
The Shining Gold Civilization is equivalent to the Purgatory Civilization. Although Samuel didn't know how the elf Qingkong was a Shining Gold person, he immediately gained confidence.
He looked at Meteorite who was sitting opposite him... Your friend is really awesome!
"I understand! No matter what happens, I won't move. Please rest assured ... Miss Qingkong."
Qingkong stretched out her right hand, and a golden light gathered. She drew a golden sword from the air, waved her hand, and stabbed it into Samuel's heart: "Remember what you said!"
Samuel instinctively wanted to dodge the sword that was stabbing at his heart, but Qingkong's words made him stop his body immediately. He looked at Qingkong and the golden sword, the tip of the sword stabbed into his chest and then stabbed out from his back.
Samuel could feel that the sword had nailed him to the seat, and the dull pain in his chest made him spit out blood.
He heard a spell chanted from Qingkong's mouth, and then he felt a force coming out from the sword in his body and wrapping around his heart.
Fatigue and sleepiness rushed to Samuel's brain, his head tilted, and his hands fell weakly.
The puppet knight did not move without any orders, and stood quietly behind Samuel. Bengmu, who was standing at the door, did not react at all, everything happened too fast. He wanted to rush over to do something, but Hong Falcon's rapier pressed against his lower back.
"Listen to Miss Qingkong and don't move."
The hall of the castle was silent, with only the crackling sounds of the burning torches on both sides.
The firelight flickered and the shadows on the wall swayed.
Suddenly, all the torches burned fiercely, but the shadows did not fade due to the increase in light, but became clearer. The black shadows twisted on the wall, attracted and merged with each other, and soon combined into an exaggerated demonic shadow.
"Golden Man!" The demon tyrant was attracted by the soul contract. He wanted to take away his own soul, but he also recognized the golden armor of the Golden Man. When he saw a Golden Man, it meant that there was another Golden Man nearby. He did not show up rashly, but hid himself in a relatively safe subspace.
Qingkong ignored the demon tyrant who came. She loosened her sword and walked from the left side of Samuel's body to the right side. Her hand with golden armor brushed over Samuel's head. When she opened her hand again, a gray-white soul fire floated on her palm.
Seeing that his soul was snatched away by a Shining Gold Man, the Demon Tyrant roared: "Give it to me, Shining Gold Man. You must know the consequences of provoking a demon with your soul. Before I really get angry, you still have a chance to make up for your mistake."
“Congreve Austin Tyrant Melville Aldridge.” Qingkong looked at the soul fire in his hand, and chuckled as he recited the real name of the tyrant: “In the fifth war of Burning Wind and Tranquil Sea, you were defeated and sealed by the angel A. Ulysses Sword of Oath of the Holy Inquisition, but you were lost in the war.
In the Purgatory Civilization, Tyrant is a very common name. But in the Angel Civilization, there is only one Sword of Oath. Now A. Ulysses is the Chief Inquisition Angel of the Holy Inquisition. "
The demon tyrant did not expect that this shining gold man not only knew his real name, but also knew what happened in the fifth Burning Wind and Tranquil Sea War. The tyrant could not help but suspect that this shining gold man survived that war.
"Sword of Oath, Ulysses... That young Holy Judge Angel only won by luck, and he himself was seriously injured. I haven't paid attention to the news of Sky City since I got out, but I didn't expect that the little guy would become the chief Holy Judge Angel. The Angel Civilization has really spent all its wealth for your Shining Gold Civilization."
The demon tyrant taunted.
Qingkong laughed and said, "Tyrant, you didn't go back to hell but wandered around in the secular world. Do you know that there is no place for you in hell now? Without lower-level demons to offer you sacrifices, you have fallen to the point where you have to hunt souls yourself. How pitiful!"
“Golden Man!” The demon tyrant roared again, his shadow showing a ferocious appearance on the wall: “Since you know me, you should know how powerful I am. The reason why I still tolerate you is because I don’t want to start a new civilization war!”
"What do you have now except bluffing?" Qingkong walked towards the Tyrant step by step, and the Tyrant's eyes were fixed on the soul fire in her hand. Qingkong said: "The artifact is lost, and only a few remnants of the five ancient civilizations are left. You... have the Red Flame Torch, your power is like a god; without the Red Flame Torch, your power is not even as good as some younger demons.
You have been sealed for too long, too weak, and too ignorant of the new power generated in this era!"
As Qingkong finished speaking, a spirit orb appeared beside her shoulder.
At the same time, a strong white light burst out from Qingkong's right arm, and the holy energy that had been hidden under the golden armor burst out. The soul fire in her palm turned into a white-gold holy flame, and the spirit ball sprayed a cloud of purple smoke towards the shadow of the tyrant on the wall.
The strong light with powerful holy energy shone on the wall, and the shadow of the demon was almost invisible. When the tyrant saw the holy flame, he subconsciously wanted to escape, but the subspace where he was hiding had been penetrated by the holy energy, followed by a surge of negative energy.
Then Qingkong slapped the Holy Flame against the wall.
The demon tyrant screamed, and the double blow made it impossible for him to maintain the subspace. He peeled off from the wall, revealing his tall demonic true form.
But the tyrant did not attack Clear Sky.
Glittering golden energy, sacred energy, negative energy, how could this be controlled by a living being!
The tyrant was afraid.
In fact, he has been living a life of fear ever since he was freed from the seal.
The connection with the artifact was extremely weak, causing him to lose most of his power. He returned to Hell and found that not only was the glory of the past long gone, but there was no place for him either.
For so many years, he has been wandering in the secular world, marveling at this newly emerging civilization.
He had been active in the heyday of the five great civilizations, and he could feel that this new civilization was on its way to the top.
The power possessed by the golden man in front of him was beyond his understanding. His combat experience and intuition made him feel that he must escape now.
Behind him was a wall burning with holy flames, blocking his retreat.
At this time, flames started from under the feet of the demon tyrant. He wanted to escape underground, but the protruding ice surface extinguished the fire that had just started.
Ice energy!
What a monster!
The demon tyrant was so frightened that he jumped high and tried to escape from the ceiling, but a force pulled him back.
Time...she can also control time!
The Demon Tyrant no longer knew how to describe the Golden Man in front of him, if she was really the Golden Man.
"Tyrant, if you still want to escape, I will kill you!" Qingkong shouted loudly to stop the devil, and reached out to take out a dragon head from the space backpack.
She grabbed the dragon's horn and put the huge dragon head heavily on the ground. From the appearance, it can be vaguely identified that this is a red dragon, but the head has been cut very badly, and one of its eyes has been dug out. This dragon head does not look majestic at all, and it is even miserable, which makes people feel a little pitiful.
Qingkong threw out a dragon head, causing everyone in the main hall to exclaim in surprise.
The fast legs even called out its name: "Red Dragon Niercolon!"
The demon tyrant retracted his hooves, and the flames coming out of his body were greatly retracted.
He lowered his head and looked at the clear sky, which was much shorter than him, and asked in a calm tone: "Sparkling Gold Man, what is your name?"
"Clear sky, clear sky."
The tyrant looked at the people in the main hall again and asked, "All the Golden People are twins. Where is your other half?"
“This… you don’t need to know.” Seeing that the tyrant was frightened, Qingkong told him the purpose of forcing him out this time: “You should have seen that I did not completely kill your contractor, and the soul fire was also fake. The purpose was to lure you here and let you cancel this soul contract.
If you don’t want to die, just do as I say.”
Unexpectedly, the demon tyrant said, "Death? Even the Sword of Oath can't kill me. Now that you have lost the artifact, you can't even seal me. I admit that the power you hold is very strange, but I am not a red dragon born after the artifact was lost. I am a demon who can be resurrected in the flames of hell.
I will not cancel the contract. This soul is mine and no one can take it away from me."
The demon tyrant showed his ferocious side again, and the flames on his body gradually became brighter.
Qingkong looked around and saw many moving shadows on the walls of the entire hall.
"Tell your servants not to act rashly." Qingkong warned the tyrant: "I can really kill you, but if I prove that what I said is true, then you will really die. I'd better threaten you in another way. Do you want to listen?"
The demon tyrant stopped the servant from approaching.
This golden man named Qingkong is very strong, and together with the other hidden twin, he is not someone I can deal with right now.
"Then listen to it."
Qingkong sat back, and a golden chair appeared to hold her up. The demon tyrant also sat back, and the lava pushed away the ice on the ground and formed a rock chair.
"You should know the origin of the title of A. Ulysses, the Sword of the Oath."
The Demon Tyrant replied, "I know! After the Shining Gold Civilization conquered the Angel Civilization, they trained the angels to become warriors, and also used the reason of energy opposition to describe the demons as the mortal enemies of the angels.
The fallen angels joining Hell further deepened the conflict between Sky City and Hell.
Radical battle angels formed the Holy Inquisition, which specializes in attacking high-level demons and fallen angels in war.
Each Holy Judgement Angel will choose one thing to represent their beliefs that they believe are sacred and great.
A. Ulysses: The sword of oath is the weapon of faith. He will abide by and fulfill the oath he made to the sword of oath.
Qingkong smiled and said, "It seems that you know your opponent very well, which saves me the time of explaining. The Sword of Oath defeated and sealed you, but the young Holy Angel of Judgment was also seriously injured, and lost you on the battlefield in the following battle.
You certainly don’t know what happened afterwards.
The Sword of Oath, who returned to Sky City to recover from his injuries, was very upset. He thought that you were rescued and sent back to Hell, and would cause great damage to the Angel Legion in the future. Therefore, he made a vow to his sword... He would defeat you again and would not make the same mistake again, because he wanted to seal you in his sword and guard you forever.
The heir of the Sword of Oath will also watch over you forever."
"You lied to me!" The devil didn't believe it.
Demons and angels restrain each other, and angels will also be eroded by evil energy while guarding demons. Therefore, angels will not , but will find a place to lock them up and check the seal strength regularly.
This gave the demon a chance to escape.
The Sword of Oath has to seal the devil in his sword and guard it personally, which is tantamount to torturing himself, and it is a lifelong torture every moment.
Qingkong said: "At that time, the Sword of Oath had just been recruited into the Holy Inquisition, and it was the most enthusiastic time. Defeating you and losing you caused him a huge psychological gap, so much so that he made an ascetic vow to show his determination.
Now the Sword of Oath is the chief angel of the Holy Inquisition of Sky City, and you are the only oath he has not yet fulfilled. The oath is the source of the Sword of Oath's belief and power. What do you think he will do when I tell him about your appearance? "
Beads of fire flowed down the face of the demon tyrant.
Death is not scary. What is most scary is being sealed and guarded by a Holy Judgement Angel for life after life.
I no longer have the same status in the Purgatory civilization as before, and the young Sword of Oath is now the chief of the Holy Inquisition. Hell will never fight another war with Sky City for an ancient demon.
After the war, the Angel Civilization and the Purgatory Civilization hid themselves from the world because they didn't want to meet and fight again. Even the few remaining fallen angels lost the ambition to retake the Sky City.
The five heirs of the ancient civilization were so decadent. This was the biggest feeling the Demon Tyrant had since he broke free from the seal, and he couldn't even stand up straight.
Relatively speaking, the mainstream civilization at this time is bursting with vitality.
The pressure made the Demon Tyrant calm down. He stared at the clear sky and asked, "How can I trust you? Although you look like a shining gold man, you can use pure holy energy. What are you?"
"It's hard for me to answer this question." Qingkong removed the golden armor on her body, revealing her original clothes, and then took off the black long gloves on her right arm. Her right arm was a solid body condensed by light, and the sacred light it emitted was very soft, but it was very dazzling in the eyes of the Demon Tyrant. Qingkong said: "I am a collection of various new technologies in this new era. You'd better believe... I can hand you over to the Sword of Oath, and I can really kill you!"
Qingkong looked at the Demon Tyrant, his words filled with immense confidence.
Studying at Oulu College made her familiar with her own power, and meditation and training also made her power grow rapidly, especially after she could use the Golden Language. In other words, at the same level, her strength was much higher than when she first came to this world.
After obtaining the spirit orb, Qingkong had a more intuitive understanding of his own strength.
For example, when dealing with the red dragon Niercolon, she doesn't need to push the level to 120. She can kill it at level 100 with some buffs.
Therefore, Qingkong was very confident when facing the weakened version of the Demon Tyrant. This bluffing guy was not much stronger than the headless dragon.
The momentum and dominance displayed by Qingkong forced the Demon Tyrant to take every word she said seriously.
The tyrant narrowed his eyes and looked at Qingkong's right arm. How did she get the power of the angel? It was incredible and puzzling to the devil.
So could she really kill herself?
The Demon Tyrant was somewhat shaken.
The oath of the Sword of Oath made him even more uneasy.
But forcing him to give up the soul that was at his fingertips was simply crossing the bottom line of a devil.
So confusing!
“If it were my time, I would never agree to cancel the soul contract.” After a period of consideration, the Devil Tyrant finally gave in: “But what I have seen and heard over the years and what I saw today have had a huge impact on me. Now I really want to witness the beginning and prosperity of a new era with my own eyes and see what it will eventually turn the world into.
Death and being sealed, even escaping, will make me miss the wonderful moments.
You win! "
The Demon Tyrant summoned the soul contract and tore it apart in front of Qingkong.
"Thank you!" Qingkong thanked the Demon Tyrant, "Please rest assured, I have set up a silent barrier, no one can hear what we say. As for your real name... only the people here know it, and keeping it secret is their specialty.
You can leave now. You are so powerful that the space here has become somewhat unstable."
Clear Sky's compliment made the Demon Tyrant laugh.
He stood up, and the initial vulgarity disappeared. "Golden man, elf, angel... I am very interested in the mysterious you. Since you know my real name, I will give you the right to call me.
Looking forward to seeing you next time.”
The Demon Tyrant took a step back and melted into the wall, and the demon shadows scattered back to their original positions, returning to their original forms.
Qingkong stood up from the chair, grabbed the dragon head and put it back into the space backpack. The golden chair turned into gold powder and collapsed and disappeared.
Then Qingkong walked back to Samuel, reached out and pulled out the golden sword that pierced his chest.
Samuel straightened up suddenly, opened his eyes and breathed deeply.
Qingkong threw the golden sword up and let it dissipate on its own: "I have made an agreement with the Demon Tyrant. Your soul is yours from now on, unless you sell it again or encounter the Necromancer.
As for the power you took from him… he doesn’t seem to have taken it back.
Cherish it well!
My mission is accomplished, goodbye!"
