Firefly Journey

Julius? Looking up?

When these two words are put together, the first reaction of anyone is that it is only natural that the sun god Julius deserves the world's admiration!

And Aheclotes, with his mouth full of arrogance, reversed the heavenly order!

Even ten thousand years ago, this would have been impossible, right?

The Holy See worships Julius, and Ahercrotes is clearly provoking him. As Pope Lin Yuanran, he naturally has to retort.

Standing high in the sky, Lin Yuanran said, "You, a mere stray dog, dare to compare yourself to the Sun God? How laughable!"

Heraclotes was tens of meters tall, practically a giant compared to Lin Yuanran. His eyes, which resembled two doors, stared down, creating an oppressive atmosphere.

Lin Yuanran wasn't afraid. Everyone was a demigod. So what if you were a character in the history books of the mainland?

“The Papacy is truly doomed. To appoint a mere child as Pope is a real laughingstock,” said Aheclotes.

"Whether it's a joke or not, why not give it a try?"

Lin Yuanran didn't want to waste any more words. There was no point in saying more. Since he had caught up with the Demon King's resurgence, it seemed impossible to leave unscathed. So he might as well be decisive and let his actions speak for themselves.

"Not very old, but quite temperamental." Aheclotes showed no intention of taking action himself.

“Call me back, then submit to me.”

The voice of Ahercrotes echoed in the abyss, and the nearest monsters felt their heads explode. They then uncontrollably burst out from all directions and launched an attack on Lin Yuanran and his group.

Lin Yuanran looked thoughtfully at the demons surging in from all directions.

Having reached the Demon King level, one's bloodline is far stronger than that of ordinary demons. Simply suppressing them with one's bloodline is enough to drive demons to fight for one's sake.

Lin Yuanran was somewhat surprised by this.

Why is the arrogant and fearful Demon King acting this way?

Given his arrogance, why doesn't he take action himself?

There was no time for him to think. Demons from all directions were swarming in. Although they were a motley crew, the saying "a thousand-mile dike can be breached by an ant hole" still held true, so we couldn't be careless.

"let's go!"

Lin Yuanran didn't want to get entangled with it any further.

His original plan was to personally check the progress of unlocking the Dreadlord statue, but he didn't expect to catch up with the time when the statue hatched.

Having achieved our goal, are we not leaving now? Are we going to stay here for the New Year?

If it weren't for Ahercrotes's bloodline suppression, the observing demons wouldn't have wanted to die, and Lin Yuanran and his companions weren't fighting and were running wildly, they wouldn't have put in their best effort. What if they angered someone and died on the spot? Their lives were their own.

Heracles observed all the monster's actions, but he had no intention of interrogating it; he had more important things to do.

"You awakened me, yet you cower and disappear; what is the reason for this?"

The deep voice of Aheclotes reverberated around the abyss, reaching every corner.

This was said to the great lords.

You are the ones who brought me back to life, and you are also the ones who avoid me. You pushed me to the forefront while you wanted to hide behind the scenes and reap the benefits.

There's no such thing as a free lunch!

Do you really think the title of Demon King is just something you get for nothing?!

The Demon King's whispers spread far and wide, and those powerful lords who dared to try and take advantage of him would have to think twice before acting.

After careful consideration, one after another, the abyss lords, large and small, arrived at the land where the Dreadlord had revived.

The lords, each with their own distinct physiques, were all harboring their own schemes and wondering whether the Demon King had discerned their thoughts, remaining silent as they pondered.

Hecclotes scanned them, among whom were many familiar faces and many new ones.

The older generation of monsters were naturally resentful of being banished to the abyss, especially since they had once been invincible and the sudden drop in status must have made them feel unbalanced.

The newcomers, like newborn calves unafraid of tigers, were completely unaware of the power of the Church of the Seven Gods and were eager to venture into a wider and richer land.

Whether old or new, they joined forces to revive the Lord of Fear, hoping that this strongest of all monsters would lead them to once again dominate the Pan-Ancient Continent, just as they had done ten thousand years ago.

Aheclotes was well aware of their thoughts.

"Now that I have returned, I will restore my former glory and make all races pay the price!"

After speaking these words calmly, Ahecrotes observed the lords' reactions.

Their reactions vary.

There was worry, there was fear, but most of all, there was excitement.

"What should we do if these insignificant human ants gather an army and attempt to fight us?" Aheclotes asked, seemingly full of righteous indignation.

A lord immediately responded.

"Of course, they should pay the price!"

"The world belongs to us!"

"Counterattack! Counterattack!"

Yahecroth gave a meaningful smile.

"Well said! We will be great again!"

"Tomorrow, everyone will be mobilized to show those ants the power of the demons!"

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Lin Yuanran returned to the camp with the three high priests and immediately convened a meeting.

In addition to the three high priests and the papal bishops at the front, the other leaders of the six churches stationed in the area were also present.

The gathering of wise men and women, young and old, was a crucial decision-making meeting concerning the Abyss.

Lin Yuanran first recounted what he had seen and heard, telling everyone that the fear demon king Aheclotes had awakened.

No one was too surprised, after all, they had known about the Dreadlord statue peeling off for a long time and knew that this day would come sooner or later.

As for the Dreadlord, they were even less worried.

Looking at the Church of the Seven, which one doesn't have a bunch of demigods? No matter how powerful the Dreadlord is, he is not a true god.

Even if he were to have power comparable to a god, the Seven Gods not only have a divine kingdom, but the God of Death, Blawich, has not yet fallen. What is there to worry about?

Ten thousand years ago, the ancestral god was able to lead all races to drive the demons to a corner of the world. Ten thousand years later, we can do the same!

It's clear that everyone is united and not panicked by the resurgence of the Fear Lord; on the contrary, they are full of fighting spirit!

Lin Yuanran saw the result he wanted and was very satisfied. In a battle between two armies, morale is the most important thing. If you are afraid before the battle even starts, you might as well go home and go to bed.

"The mainland has suffered from demons for too long. I am determined to finish them off in one battle! After this battle, the mainland will be free from the threat of demons."

"Would you be willing to join me in this grand undertaking?!"

"willing!"

"willing!"

Lin Yuanran's question was met with thunderous agreement.

If we're not here to fight monsters, what are we doing here?

We must fight! We must fight them to the death!

"Great!" Lin Yuanran was also very excited. "Whether in terms of troop strength or combat power, we have an absolute advantage. The tide is in our hands!"

"Go back and gather your troops. Tomorrow, we will march together into the abyss!"

"Yes!"

Unlike the others who received the order, the three high priests exchanged surprised glances, puzzled.

Many forces' reinforcements are still on their way. What is His Holiness the Pope thinking, acting so hastily and without any strategy?