Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

After guzzling several bottles of wine, Ducare staggered away, leaving Roy in a daze.

"What's wrong with him?" Roy had no idea what Ducare was thinking. He asked such a question for no apparent reason, and then left for no apparent reason after getting the answer.

Roy thought for a while but still couldn't figure it out, so he took a fruit from the fruit plate, put it in his mouth, pushed the door and left the room.

Eve, who was guarding outside the door, saw Ducare staggering out and was about to go over to help him, but Ducare waved her away.

"Go down and do your own thing. Don't worry about me." Eve was stunned for a moment and slowly withdrew her hand.

Ducare finally understood why he could never obtain the crown. The path he had always insisted on was completely contrary to "survival".

Even if he killed every Demon King, he could not stop the influence of "existence" on the Sarkaz.

"Roy, perhaps the path you and Theresa have chosen is the right one..." Dukare passed through the castle corridor, and the double moons that had been covered by clouds before now reappeared.

The moonlight shone through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows onto the floor of the corridor. Dukare looked up at the double moons hanging in the sky, and everything in front of him was blurry.

“Hehe… let me see what kind of changes you can bring to Kazdel.” Dukare did not stop for too long and continued to move forward.

But before he walked out of the moonlight, a blurry figure appeared before his eyes.

Wearing the same clothes and cape as mine.

"Xiao Lei, long time no see." The person in front of him had a faint smile on his face and spoke to Dukare in a doting tone.

After hearing this, Dukalei's pupils dilated to the limit and his hands clenched into fists. He couldn't believe what he saw and heard. The brother who died at his hands now appeared in front of him.

"Brother, is that you?" Ducare subconsciously wanted to reach out to confirm, but his reason told him that this was impossible.

The figure in the moonlight did not respond, but just stood there quietly.

Dukare finally withdrew his hand and cast a spell. A spear made of blood appeared in his hand, and the next second, the figure's chest was pierced by the spear, but not a drop of blood flowed.

The figure looked down at the spear on his chest and gave Dukare a helpless smile.

"Xiao Lei, this trick again. I taught you this..." The figure said and turned into a blood mist and disappeared.

"The dead should just lie down quietly, stupid brother..." Ducare responded harshly.

Although this phantom really looked like his brother, Ducare knew that it was not him. After all, he was the one who buried his brother's body with his own hands.

"It seems that I really drank too much... It's been a long time since I felt this way." Ducare covered his slightly aching head and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Ducare left quickly and went back to his room to rest.

......

Compared to the deep brotherly love on Dukare's side, Roy was lying on the bed and chatting with Theresa using the internal connection between the Black Crowns.

Theresa in Kazdel City had just finished a shower. She was holding a hair dryer in one hand and fiddling with her long hair with the other, so that it would dry faster.

A pair of jade-white feet were stepped on cotton shoes. As the crossed legs shook, the cotton shoe on the right foot swayed back and forth supported by the fingertips.

If Roy was next to her, he might have just stepped in and helped her relax.

Theresa wanted Roy to blow-dry her hair so she wouldn't have to do it herself.

Roy told her about meeting Victoria's Gray Hat today and asked her to be prepared.

Theresa assured Roy that when she threw the bait, she had already prepared plans to deal with various situations.

Compared to this, Theresa was more concerned about when Roy would come back. After all, the construction of the power tower still required Roy's branded spell core to use.

"If I want to go back, I can do so anytime. It just takes some time." Although Roy's space magic is not very mature, he can fly over there.

"Then... forget it." Theresa was a little tempted when she heard that Roy could come back at any time. But she gave up the idea because it was already late.

The two continued chatting for a while, and after saying good night to each other, they disconnected.

Roy tossed and turned in bed and finally fell into a drowsy sleep.

......

"Where is this place?" Roy didn't understand how he ended up here.

He clearly remembered that he should be on the bed in the room, but now he was in a room that looked like a study.

While Roy was thinking, the door of the room was pushed open.

Two people, one tall and one short, walked in. The tall figure looked a bit like Ducarei now.

The two seemed to be talking about something, but Roy couldn't hear their conversation at all.

Now he can only watch but not speak.

At first Roy was still guessing the identities of the two, but he soon found out.

Because they were actually practicing magic in the study, using the blood demon's spells, so they were not afraid of damaging the books.

"Could this be Dukare when he was little?" Roy squatted down and stretched out his hand to pinch Dukare's face. But there was no entity at all, and his hand went straight through his face.

"So this is Ducare's brother?" Roy noticed that the two brothers looked similar, with only slight differences.

After Roy realized that he could only be a spectator, he started to watch everything as a documentary. He also wanted to see if Dukare had any embarrassing moments, so that he could laugh at him.

Little Ducare seemed to be interested in medical knowledge, and his elder brother seemed to support him, and even helped him find books from other countries so that he could learn modern medical knowledge.

Little Ducare spent a relaxed and happy childhood under the care of his brother.

The scene changes and the war begins...

As the main war court of the Sarkaz, the Blood Demon Court suffered heavy losses during the war, and even the Lord of the court was killed in battle.

Dukare and his brother became candidates for the Lord of the Royal Court. After a cruel and bloody test, both of them passed the test.

Dukare was not interested in this, so his brother became the new master of the Blood Court. In the same year, the Demon King died in battle, and his brother, who was on the same battlefield as the Demon King, took over the crown.

His elder brother began to serve as both the Lord of the Blood Demon Court and the Demon King, and Dukare also joined the army and became a military doctor.

Having witnessed too many tragic situations of wounded soldiers and the sacrifice of his fellow tribesmen, Dukare developed a strong hatred for the invaders.

He secretly vowed that one day, he would kill them all and inflict double the suffering of the Sarkaz on them.

The war is over... After paying a huge sacrifice, the Sarkaz finally drove out the invaders.

Kazdel began to enter a recuperation phase. The peaceful and stable life did not extinguish the flame of revenge in Dukare's heart, but instead made it burn more and more vigorously.

At the same time, Dukare discovered that his brother, the Demon King, was secretly contacting the insects that invaded Kazdel.

He even offered the witchcraft passed down by the blood demons as a condition of negotiation in exchange for their support.

Although this brought supplies and peace to Kazdel, it made some people dissatisfied, including Dukare.

In his opinion, this was an act of betrayal and he didn't understand why his brother did this.

Ducare had questioned his brother countless times, and each time he was so excited, but each time he seemed to return disappointed.

......

Under the instigation of some radical factions within the Blood Demon Clan, Dukare finally took action against his brother.

Ducare may have his own ideas in this, but the result is the same.

With the help of many blood demon princes, Dukare successfully stabbed his brother's chest with a spear made of blood.

Before his death, the brother used the power of the devil to eliminate the tricks left by the blood demon princes in Dukare's soul.

As the Demon King, the elder brother saw that these blood demon princes only cared about the interests of their own courts. The elder brother chose to become the Demon King of Sarkaz instead of the Demon King of the Blood Demon Court.

My brother's behavior has infringed upon the interests of these people, so they took action.

They chose Dukare only to deal with themselves, and Dukare fits their idea of the Blood Demon Lord.

Once Dukare becomes the Demon King, the backup plan they left in Dukare's soul will be activated, and they will control him and make him their complete puppet.

"This is the last time I will help you, stupid brother. From now on, you have to walk the road by yourself..."

This was the only sentence Roy heard before leaving this dream.

Because it was daybreak, Eve was knocking on the door outside, asking Roy to get up.