He is the Lord of MC, not the God of Light!

Chapter 151: A blood-sucking scepter? Is this something that the Kingdom of Dawn should have?
The gray world has returned once again.

This time, it was even more unstoppable. In this frozen world, Om seemed to see the entire ocean ignited by gray-black flames.

"Dear child, please allow me to express my sorrow to you."

"But, I already said that."

The Ouroboros bracelet transformed into a bloated and thick python dotted with gray-black flames and entangled Om.

“People always lose sight of the glory followers.”

"Others do, your parents, too."

"So this world is twisted and sick, paranoid and crazy."

The giant python held Om's head, and its gray-black eyes seemed to see into the depths of Om's soul.

"My dear child, right now, I have many profound truths I want to tell you."

"About family, about the world, about glory..."

"But after thinking it over, I decided to talk to you about jealousy."

The giant python's voice was hoarse, carrying an inexplicable power to bewitch people.

However, gills appeared on its neck that didn't belong to a python...

“Once envy appears, it is like a cancer that grows on the bones. It will not disappear with satisfaction, but will only grow with greed until it devours all reason and peace.”

"But kid, you need to be jealous, you should be jealous!"

The hazy luster from the giant python's eyes turned into ribbons, and unknowingly flowed into Om's heart.

A ball of fire was growing wildly there.

“Jealousy will give you unprecedented power and glory.”

"Because of jealousy, you will become stronger. Because of jealousy, you will surpass everything."

“Jealousy is the most wonderful emotion in the world, but life is unwilling to acknowledge its greatness because of the hypocrisy hidden deep in its heart.”

"And you, child?"

The giant python stood up and looked down at Om from above.

"Are you jealous?"

"Are you jealous of your parents' pride in Neptune, of your people's trust in her, of her power and glory?"

“Find the answer deep within your soul.”

The python stared at Om meaningfully.

"Should I continue to be hypocritical like the vulgar, or should I repent and embrace the jealousy that can make me stronger?"

"It is to continue to bow your head and be Neptune's shadow, accepting the light that emanates from him."

"You should surpass him and let that glory become your own achievement."

"Answer me with your heart."

Om closed his eyes.

The fire in his chest burned more and more crazily and twistedly.

The worm-like thin thread on his wrist began to climb up and grab towards his heart.

Everything in the past echoes in my ears.

It was not until now that the burning flame of Om wiped away the dark clouds in his heart and saw himself clearly.

He was jealous of everything Neptune had!
He didn't want to continue to be Neptune's shadow!
The first praise from parents, the first approval from elders, the first trust from clan members...

"I've had enough!"

Om clenched his fists, his eyes bloodshot.

He roared with veins bulging in his neck.

"Neptune! Neptune! Neptune!"

"Why is he always stronger than me in everyone's eyes?"

"Are my efforts just child's play?"

"The blood I shed for the mermaids! The sweat I shed for the mermaids! Why has it all become a foil to his achievements?"

"Why should everything I should have be engraved with his glory?"

The python came close to Orm and sniffed the jealous fire rising from him.

"Right, that is it!"

Human-like greed appeared on the giant python's face.

He took a deep breath and resisted the urge to swallow this already ripe dessert in one gulp.

The giant python whispered:
"So, dear child, give me your desire."

Om suddenly looked up, staring at the giant python with his scarlet eyes.

"I don't care what you are! Tell me how I can get everything I deserve!"

"It's difficult, dear child."

The giant python smiled silently.

"We are powerless to change the distortion and sickness of the world. The world has always been this way."

"Its narrow vision prevents life from seeing its followers."

“So, what you need is not to follow, but to pioneer.”

The python's voice became more and more seductive, but now Om could no longer hear it.

The flames of jealousy were about to consume him.

"Dear child, you need a great and holy transformation!"

“Be a pioneer, purify the world’s morbid truths, and correct the distorted perceptions of life.”

"I swear to you that the glory that belongs to you will embrace you at the end of this transformation."

Om's chest rose and fell, roaring like a broken bellows.

After a long time, he said in a deep voice:
"what should I do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the giant python sank rapidly, staring straight at Om, and his tone became a little hurried.

"Start with the mermaids...surpass your brother and accomplish something he never did! For example..."

"Gain the recognition of the Bright Moon Sacred Ring! Make the Bright Moon Sacred Ring submit to you!"

At this moment, it was as if a huge bell exploded in Om's heart.

The flames of jealousy were quickly suppressed.

But the giant python would not miss this opportunity.

The gray-black flames on his body grew wildly, and the worm threads on Om's arms struggled to continue grabbing towards his heart.

"Think about it, dear child."

"Has anyone in the mermaid tribe ever accomplished such a feat in countless years?"

"If you succeed, you will be the greatest mermaid in the history of the world, and the recognized leader of the mermaid tribe."

"He is the uncrowned king!"

"Even Neptune needs to bow to you."

"As long as you gain the recognition of the Bright Moon Holy Ring, you no longer need to prove yourself."

"Everyone will praise you."

"You will have everything that Neptune has and everything that Neptune doesn't have."

"You might even become a being like the Dragon King and the Elf Queen, leading the mermaids to become a great tribe standing at the top of the Rodri continent."

“At that time, no one can ignore your glory!”

These words instantly broke down Om's defenses, and the worm thread seized the opportunity to slither into his heart.

But Om calmed down at this moment. In the silence, Om's voice was hoarse and crazy.

"what should I do?"

"Relax, my child."

The giant python retracted all the flames from its body and grinned silently.

"I will help you get back everything you deserve."

"All I need is... some tiny bit of your trust."

Om looked directly into the giant python's eyes and said quietly:
"Can I trust you?"

"Of course, you can trust me."

The giant python collapsed along with this gray-black world, leaving only the last erratic sound reaching Om's ears.

"The virtues I value most are, first, envy, and second..."

“It’s a promise!”

……

The top floor of the Duskwood Wizard Tower.

At this moment, a fierce war is going on here.

There is only one enemy, a lich wearing a crown.

And as the opponent of the Lich.

The Mage Lilyace, the Mage Rock, the Holy Ring Mage Fishley...

Heroic knights Kalifa, Laial, Uriel, Haniya...

Not only that, there are fifty angels of the lowest elite knights flying in the sky.

Fifty powerful elves were lined up on all sides.

Ian, Lecia and the others were chatting and laughing not far away, commenting on the battle of Lilias and the others.

No feeling of worry at all.

The Lich's attack mechanism and three-stage combat style.

He told Lilia and the others everything.

For Lily Ace and others who have abundant combat experience and powerful strength, it is not difficult at all to deal with the lich.

If I hadn't considered taking this opportunity to familiarize myself with the effects of the newly obtained staff and practice my control and coordination of the staff.

In this time, the lich must have died more than a dozen times.

After all, although this guy is powerful, his health is not high, and his mobility is not worth mentioning compared to Lily and the others.

Therefore, even though Lilia and the others have tried their best to reduce the intensity and efficiency of their attacks.

The Lich is still being bullied to the point of entering the third stage.

But for Lily and the others, the lich at this stage is not as threatening as the ones in the first two stages.

Although the lich can sometimes teleport, it has basically no combat skills, no rationality, and is extremely rigid.

As soon as the third stage began, he gave up the advantage of magic and instead rushed forward with the golden sword to start close combat.

In response to this, Lilias could only comment that it was "brainless" and withdrew from the battle with a lack of interest.

Even though the melee Lich can teleport, Lilyace still has countless ways to kill it in one move.

At this point, there is basically no need to continue.

In their opinion, the so-called third stage of violent mode is more appropriately described as anger and humiliation.

The Lich has lost its role as a sparring partner.

Gradually, Lyall, Fishley and the others also withdrew from the battle.

Only Khalifa was left on the field, still using the lich to hone herself.

Although teleportation, a spatial spell, sounds powerful, it is actually very difficult to coordinate it with her knight combat skills.

Coincidentally, the lich can teleport.

For Khalifa, this guy is a good opponent to learn from.

The Lich teleported, and so did Kalifa.

For a moment, the battlefield was like a network lag and frame drops, with the flashing frequency getting faster and faster.

Not long after, considering that Ian shouldn't be kept waiting too long, Kalifa teleported behind the lich and beheaded him with a sword.

For the lich, it can be considered a relief.

This battle was completely a torture of the lich by Lilias and the others.

The lich burst into brilliant light and disappeared.

All that was left were a staff inlaid with a dark red gem, two ender pearls, bones, a golden sword, and spoils of war.

And a scroll of unknown origin.

Without further observation, Kalifa picked up all the resources and quickly walked to Ian and presented them to him.

"Your Holiness, the lich's resources have been captured. Please review them."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Ian said with a smile, and the next moment, he saw a smile appear on the face of this well-known ice beauty among the elves.

"Bringing victory to His Holiness the Pope is the glory I have pursued all my life!"

Ian pursed his lips and smiled. Ever since he gave Khalifa the staff, not only had Khalifa become much more cheerful, but Ian also felt Khalifa's increasingly fanatical faith.

He casually handed the ender pearls and other resources to Layar, thought for a moment, and then handed the bone meal to Lilias.

At this moment, Lily Aston smiled with satisfaction, and the babies put away the bone meal.

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Pope!"

For Lilias, bone meal is still one of the best gifts Ian gave her.

With this bone meal, I can plant a few more trees!
After all, the elves, who were criticized some time ago, have been banned from using church bone meal resources to grow plants.

The only thing they can legally use is the bone meal that Ian gave them.

"Your Holiness, what is the nature of this staff? I've never seen it before."

Lecia moved closer to Ian and looked at the dark red staff in Ian's hand curiously.

The red one should be a fire-attribute staff.

But this staff did not give her the feeling of fire, but rather a bit of coldness.

"This isn't the type of staff we use. It's a scepter dropped by a lich, and it houses one of the lich's abilities."

Ian smiled and shook the scepter in his hand. After thinking for a moment, he looked at everyone and said:
"Remember the magic King Birka used to become a blood-born mind flayer in the end?"

"Can't forget!"

Markov and Uriel nodded decisively, curled their lips, and Markov said:
"Such filthy bloodline magic... and the sacrifice of 70,000 of the capital's elite soldiers in one go. It's hard to forget."

After saying that, even the somewhat foolish Markov reacted.

In an instant, a strange expression appeared on his face, just like everyone else.

"So this staff..."

Ian smiled and nodded.

"The Vampire Scepter, by absorbing the life force of other creatures, it restores its own vitality, magic power, and physical strength."

"It's a pretty brutal method."

After the words fell, the place fell into a long silence. After a long time, Liliais looked at Ian with a complicated expression.

"It's undeniable that the Vampire Scepter's abilities are very practical, but..."

"Your Holiness, why does the great Kingdom of Dawn also possess this kind of magic used by demons?"

(End of this chapter)