Traveling through the second dimension, the joy system encourages me to laugh heartily!

The king sitting on it had a kind face, but also revealed an lingering cowardice.

When Chen Ming's eyes swept over him, the king even subconsciously avoided his gaze, his fingers nervously twisting his robes.

Chen Ming, who was familiar with the original plot, understood clearly that the king was just a puppet - the one who truly controlled the country was Duke Romalin!

At this moment, the simple-minded and courteous Epona had already stopped before the throne. She knelt, her clear voice echoing through the hall: "Your Majesty!"

This kneeling, representing the kingdom's strongest fighting force, seemed to inject a bit of false courage into the puppet king on the throne, and his back seemed to straighten a little.

However, this scene instantly made Chen Ming feel strongly unhappy.

Let the brave man who shoulders the fate of the world and possesses real power kneel before an incompetent puppet king?

This is simply ridiculous!

His eyes were slightly cold, and his mind raced. The pair of brilliant wings of light behind him suddenly spread out with a "swish", and the sacred light instantly illuminated the entire audience hall!

At the same time, the holy-level magic [Dragon Power] that was prepared in advance was instantly activated, and he used the S-level skill [Multiple Chanting] to release it a full ten times!

The magic [Dragon Power] is very useless in World 2, because as a holy-level magic, it takes a long time to cast and consumes a lot of mana, but its lethality is not high!

However, for Chen Ming, the above shortcomings are not important, as long as it is useful!

The terrifying pressure superimposed ten times was no longer a simple deterrent, but turned into a substantial, overwhelming pressure like the awakening of the Dragon God!

The air seemed to have solidified into liquid, so heavy that it was suffocating!

"Plop! Plop! Plop..."

As if being pressed down fiercely by an invisible giant hand, all the spectators on both sides of the hall, no matter they were arrogant nobles, wealthy businessmen, or bewildered foreign envoys, without exception, lost all dignity and resistance in the face of the violent dragon's might, and prostrated themselves on the ground in embarrassment, tightly sticking to the cold ground!

On the throne, the king, who had just straightened his back because of Epona's kneeling, was the first to bear the brunt of the attack. He collapsed on the throne like mud, his face as pale as paper, his eyes dull, and his mind completely shocked.

Chapter 198: World No. 2

Amidst the dead silence and figures crawling on the ground, Chen Ming reached out his hand as if no one was around and gently pulled up the bewildered Epona.

His movements were natural, as if he was just helping up a companion who had accidentally fallen.

Then, Chen Ming looked around, his eyes calmly sweeping over the dignitaries crawling on the ground, and his voice rang out clearly:

"Okay, you guys continue."

After saying this, he put away the suffocating and terrifying pressure.

Since everyone present had never seen the might of a dragon, they all assumed it was just the normal pressure of an angel. They all stood up awkwardly, not saying anything more...

The king, slumped on the throne, had a blank mind at this moment, and only the instinctive fear of angels remained.

Hearing Chen Ming's words, he felt like he had grabbed a life-saving straw, and tremblingly fumbled out a piece of parchment that had been prepared long ago.

The king did not dare to look up. With an uncontrollable tremor in his voice, he mechanically and rapidly read out the praises that had already been written above:

"Brave...brave Epona...in the past year, the Kingdom of Alban has been hit by numerous waves of monsters...luckily...luckily, we have you to fight them. Your achievements are worthy of the name of a brave man, and you deserve a reward..."

The rewards were extremely generous, including mountains of gold, silver, and jewelry, a prestigious title symbolizing status, and a rich fiefdom...

When the king read that the treasures would be sent directly to Epona's home,

Chen Ming keenly sensed the complex emotions that flashed across the girl's face beside him—resistance and bitterness—but she quickly suppressed them, regaining her composure and bowing her head in polite thanks: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace."

Chen Ming, familiar with the original novel, naturally knew the reason. As a child, Epona was neglected and mistreated at home because she had no magical power before awakening her brave talent. Her father, unable to produce a child other than Epona, treated her poorly.

Fortunately, her mother cared about her, otherwise Chen Ming would have taken her away from that cold place long ago.

Therefore, this reward was probably not pure joy for Epona.

Just as Chen Ming was lost in thought, the king's trembling voice sounded again, continuing to read the words on the paper:

"Respected... Respected Angel, your arrival is a blessing bestowed by the Goddess! When the hero was in trouble, you were able to awaken him in time... Not only that, your strength surpasses anyone else, including the hero! I look forward to you continuing to annihilate the demons. I will lead everyone in the Alban Kingdom to offer the most devout faith in the Goddess..."

According to the speculation of the king and the nobles, if this angel with unfathomable strength was not the true messenger of the goddess, how could he accept the invitation to come to the capital to attend the ceremony?

Now that he is here, his identity is beyond doubt.

For the messengers of God, worldly gold, silver, treasures, titles and fiefdoms are meaningless. The only reward that the king and the nobles can offer is the most devout faith of the entire kingdom.

This accidental guess turned out to be correct.

Although Chen Ming is not a real angel, he did accept the goddess's commission to save the world.

Moreover, the six skills that the goddess initially bestowed upon him played an immeasurable role in his growth.

So he decided to return the favor and help the goddess consolidate the faith of her believers.

Thinking of this, a gentle and sacred smile appeared on Chen Ming's face, and the wings of light behind him were flowing with soft light.

He nodded slightly, his voice calm but with undeniable power, clearly spreading throughout the hall:

"Very good. As long as you can believe in the goddess wholeheartedly, the demons will be destroyed."

Chen Ming's sacred declaration was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing huge ripples in the silent audience hall.

After a brief silence, someone in the crowd started clapping excitedly first.

The applause was sporadic at first, but soon, like a spark that set a prairie on fire, it spread and gathered rapidly, and finally turned into thunderous applause that resounded throughout the magnificent hall!

"Goddess!"

"It's true! The myth has become reality!"

"The Alban Kingdom is saved! There is hope for the world!"

Whispers and cheers intertwined, and everyone's face was filled with excitement and devout enthusiasm.

The goddess sent angels to the mortal world in person. This was no longer a story on a distant mural, but a miracle they witnessed and felt with their own eyes!

The solemn ceremony ended with applause, and the atmosphere quickly turned to celebration - the venue moved to the beautifully decorated and brightly lit dance floor of the palace, and a grand party officially began.

The melodious palace music flowed, and the elegantly dressed guests stepped onto the dance floor and danced to the melody.

However, Chen Ming, who was the focus of the audience, soon fell into another "dilemma".

As soon as he stood at the edge of the dance floor, he was surrounded by a group of well-dressed and eager-eyed daughters of nobles.

Their cheeks flushed slightly, and with shy yet bold smiles, they all knelt down to salute, stretched out their lace-gloved hands, and made a warm invitation:

"Your Excellency, may I have the honor of inviting you to dance with me?"

"Angel, please..."

"..."

Looking at the young faces crowded in front of him, Chen Ming didn't resist the feeling of being treated like a star by all the beautiful girls.

Unfortunately, there is a real problem before him - he can't dance the court dance of this world!

Just as he was thinking about how to decline politely, a familiar figure pushed through the crowd.

I saw that Epona had changed out of his handsome brave men's clothes and put on an exquisite dress that was well-tailored and embellished with star-like diamonds.

She pouted slightly, with a subtle hint of "territorial awareness", and cleverly squeezed next to Chen Ming. She reached out and held his hand, raised her little face, and her eyes were full of expectation and pleading:

"Master Chen Ming, could you please dance with me?"

Chen Ming couldn't help but laugh at her adorable appearance. He leaned over, leaning close to her ear, and spoke frankly in a voice only the two of them could hear, "I'd be happy to. But..." He smiled with a hint of resignation, "I don't know how to dance in this world."

Epona didn't find it strange at all that the angel didn't know how to dance like an ordinary person.

Instead, she smiled brightly, her small hand tightly grasping his large one, and said confidently, "It's okay! Master Chen Ming, just relax and follow my guidance! Trust me!"

"it is good!"

Chen Ming readily agreed and handed over the initiative completely to the little dance partner in front of him.

Amid the melodious melody, Epona led Chen Ming into the dance floor.

Thanks to the hero's extraordinary strength and exquisite control over his body, and Chen Ming's complete relaxation of his body, following her every pull and step, the cooperation between the two was unexpectedly harmonious.

Epona's guidance was clear and powerful, and Chen Ming's learning ability was also very strong. After a few bars, their dance steps had become smooth and elegant. They spun, advanced and retreated under the bright lights, like a pair of tacit partners.

The song ended, and although the party atmosphere was still high and the music was still going strong, Chen Ming and Epona exchanged glances, each seeing a sense of separation in the other's eyes. This noisy social scene wasn't for them.

While everyone was immersed in joy, the two quietly left the brightly lit palace through the side door.

A gentle breeze blew away the slight drunkenness of the party. At the steps outside the palace, Chen Ming paused and gave a final warning: "I'm going back first. If you need anything, no matter how big or small, feel free to call me." His tone was gentle, yet it carried an unquestionable sense of protection.

Epona nodded vigorously, his eyes filled with reluctance but also understanding: "Yes! Master Chen Ming, take care too!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Ming's figure blurred in the air and then disappeared, instantly moving back to the Half Mountain Manor.

After resolving the female warrior Epona's request for help and successfully sharing her power and responsibility, Chen Ming felt that the burden on his shoulders had not been lightened. Instead, he became more clearly aware of the urgency of improving his own strength.

It was time to continue his journey in World No. 1 and head to World No. 2—there was a broader magic system and sophisticated fighting skills waiting for him to learn and integrate.

As his thoughts raced, Chen Ming's mind moved slightly, and a light blue translucent system interface appeared before his eyes. He clicked on it and traveled to World No. 2.

The next moment, the familiar scene in the hillside manor began to blur like a reflection in the water, and finally turned into a hazy light and shadow.

When the surrounding scene became clear and stable again, Chen Ming was already standing in the study of the mansion he bought in the magical city of Sharia.

The time point here is two years after he entered the Magic University.

Chen Ming's mind flashed through the images of several heroines from the original novel:

Red-haired Alice should be only four years old at this moment, so it is not yet time for contact;

Although the green-haired Sylphiet had been raised by him at home, she was only two and a half years old and still an ignorant little girl.

The blue-haired Luo Qixi was already 35 years old, and thanks to his tricky strategies and sincere communication, her favorability had steadily risen to 90 points. At this rate, she would be the first heroine to be conquered by Chen Ming.

Chen Ming shook his head slightly, temporarily suppressing his thoughts about his age and strategy progress. While these were important, they were by no means a top priority.

Power... Only sufficient power is the cornerstone for protecting and changing everything.

With this in mind, Chen Ming came to the courtyard of the mansion, basking in the sun while testing his newly acquired S-level skill [Blessing of the Sword Master]!

The sunlight filtered through the magical mist that was unique to Shalia and fell on the quiet courtyard of the mansion.

He closed his eyes, feeling the new, sharp power in his body awakening and flowing through his blood...

……

Ever since the undead demon king Badigondi entered the Magic University as a living advertisement, he has often visited Chen Ming's mansion.

Rather than saying that he came to study, it would be more accurate to say that he came to observe Chen Ming according to the instructions of his fiancée, the Demon Emperor Qishilika.

Today is no different.

Chen Ming held a fine steel sword in hand, meticulously practicing the most basic sword techniques. His movements were simple and unpretentious, yet they contained a subtle control of strength.

Just as his mind was immersed in the flow of sword energy, a familiar and powerful aura descended again.

"call--"

After a slight sound of breaking air, a tall figure landed on the stone lamp in the corner of the courtyard as light as a feather.

It was none other than Badigondi. His skin, carved from obsidian and adorned with natural magic patterns, shimmered in the sunlight. His six slender arms hung naturally or folded across his chest, and his waist-length purple hair moved without a breeze, emitting an ancient and profound magical aura.

Badigandi did not accompany Chen Ming to practice swordsmanship, nor did he offer any guidance or suggestions.

He just stood there quietly, looking at Chen Ming with interest, his eyes so deep that they seemed to be able to penetrate the surface.

Sometimes Badigandi crossed his arms across his chest, looking thoughtful; other times he folded his arms at his waist, relaxed. As Chen Ming's sword moves changed, he would occasionally hum softly and nod slightly, as if confirming some inner thought.

Chen Ming has long been accustomed to the role of "observer" of this devil.

Although he didn't know what the other party was agreeing to every time he nodded, he had no intention of finding out.

After all, Chen Ming knew very well that once the devil opened his mouth, his signature "huhahaha" laughter would surely explode first, and the volume would be enough to alarm the neighbors on half the street and disturb the tranquility of the morning exercise.

To be honest, although I know that Badigondi has a relatively peaceful temperament, he is far from being a tyrannical person.

But Chen Ming always felt a subtle sense of distance when interacting with him - the thoughts of this ancient demon king were too profound and unfathomable, and he had no idea what he was thinking.

After completing a set of basic sword techniques, Chen Ming slowly stopped, lightly tapping the ground with the tip of his sword, his breath even and long.

At this moment, Badigondi on the stone lantern finally broke the silence:

“Huhahaha!”

Sure enough, the loud laughter took the lead and rustled the leaves in the courtyard.

The laughter gradually died down. Badigandi's eyes flashed with a strange light as he stared at Chen Ming. "Interesting! Your swordsmanship level, in terms of technique alone, is not significantly different from yesterday. It is still solid but not yet perfect. However..."

He paused, his tone taking on an unprecedented solemnity. "Why do you give me such a sense of... extreme danger today? It's as if beneath the calm surface of the lake lurks an abyss capable of swallowing a leviathan..."