Origin Paradise!

The Black Wolf King sighed, "But we are not qualified to gain the recognition of the Colorless Sword, which means that the ninth sub-hero will most likely be born among humans."

The White Wolf King said solemnly, "If we continue to be bound here, no one will be willing to fight the Golden Monarch. Humanity will gather its superior monarch forces to first destroy the Blood Kingdom and then suppress the Extreme Cold Land."

"It's just one possibility."

"But it could mean death, or even the extermination of the entire clan, which is no small matter."

The four wolf kings reached a consensus. Behind the black wolf king, a "black wolf" with somewhat clear eyes rolled its eyes, recording the contents of the meeting, preparing to send it to someone.

No one objected to this meeting of the Four Kings, because those who objected had all perished in the previous tribal conflicts. The situation at that time led many werewolves to believe that the fighting had become truly fierce, which also made Old Black cautiously choose to upgrade to Diamond Body as a guarantee of survival.

"The four of you, do you have an answer yet?"

Among the pack of wolves, a man cloaked in white said, "Such a large-scale long-distance spatial teleportation will take some time to activate. I don't want you all to be engaged in meaningless discussions when you arrive at the fortress."

"Humans," the Black Wolf King said coldly, "If you're going to use us, then at least show some basic courtesy. No matter what your ambitions are, once we unite, the Great Wall will no longer be an obstacle for the werewolves."

The four wolf kings simultaneously cast their gazes out.

The man in the white cloak shrugged and chuckled lightly, "Then forgive my intrusion, gentlemen."

The next moment, the spatial teleportation began to warm up.

"Someone take care of those rats in the distance."

……

At noon, dark clouds rolled in.

Explosions rang out in the Magic Academy and the surrounding streets, with flames continuing to erupt.

An anti-magic member rushed into the house carrying explosives. With the explosive force, the roof of the building shattered and scattered, leaving bloody holes in the bodies of the surrounding people.

Several magic department guards joined forces to cast chain magic, pinning an anti-magic officer to the ground. However, with a flash of light, the magic suddenly collapsed, and the anti-magic officer grinned maliciously, pushed himself up, and plunged a dagger into the enemy's chest.

The frustration of facing magic but lacking the talent to do so.

A sense of envy arises from the high status of magicians.

They experienced the helplessness of struggling to move forward in a magical environment.

Countless contradictions created an anti-demon alliance with an equally large number of members, including ambitious individuals, serious criminals, and losers, ultimately resulting in extreme chaos and destruction.

"This is no longer an ordinary anti-demon demonstration."

"We must strike hard."

On the high platform of the martial arts arena, three monarchs, as leaders of the high schools, were present. Large chairs in blue, gray, and white were arranged side by side, but the Silver Monarch was not in his place.

The Grey Monarch, having obtained broadcasting privileges, announced: "Effective immediately, the format of the Four Schools Tournament will be changed. The objective will be to suppress the riots, and the one who makes the greatest contribution will be the winner. The relevant rules are being formulated, and the final reward will be paid by the Monarch. Act now."

After a brief silence, the vast hall erupted in deafening cheers as the main contestants raised their arms in unison, responding to the monarch's command.

“Talented people never mind chaos.” Amagi Tsubasa chuckled, his black wings unfurling behind him. He looked at the woman in the blue dress on the high platform, his eyes filled with admiration, and then soared into the sky.

"I see the stairs." Onoyama laughed heartily. Suppressing the Anti-Demon Alliance was, strictly speaking, a military achievement. Whether he could become a legion commander at his current age depended on this.

One by one, the magicians rushed out of the stadium.

The Gray Lord sat back down, turning his head with an unfriendly gaze.

"What exactly are you trying to do? You can't even control your puppet organization, and now you're turning against me in the anti-demon movement?"

The Blue Monarch said lazily, "Don't you think our power is sinful? Sin only exists because of justice. If it doesn't happen occasionally, these subordinates will become arrogant and disregard the power of the monarch."

She glanced coldly at the dark figure in the distant sky and laughed, "Look, the acting director is already fantasizing about making me submit, hahaha, isn't that cute?"

No one heard the conversation between the two monarchs. Regarding the impending death, the Gray Monarch was more concerned about where Tachibana had gone. The spatial power's mobility was too strong, and it always made him feel troubled.

……

At the same time, on the cherry blossom street.

Jiang He turned to look at the arena, glanced at the blue monarch's chair, and immediately activated the Eternal Night Hunter mode.

“Senior,” Mirai Kamishiro called out.

"Go find Zhuang Ya, this is none of your business."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang He suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Ultimate Ability - Night Hunter: Allows the user to freely teleport within a 36-mile radius in the shadows. Each teleport consumes 100 energy points, but with the Hunter set bonus, the actual energy consumption is only 30%.

After several flashes, Jiang He arrived directly at the fortress wall, where a magnificent building, nearly three hundred meters high, was embedded in the wall.

The Exploration Company, the external exploration arm of Tokyo Fortress, has led numerous recapture wars. At its peak, it had as many as thirty-two tactical-level personnel and oversaw exploration legions as well as countless subsidiaries, extending its reach to every corner of the fortress.

The entire building is filled with anti-magic power, led by the Blue Monarch and supported by other tactical units, making it undoubtedly of epic rank.

Just then, the communicator rang.

"Your Highness, I am Zhengren of Longchuan."

"We met in Kanagawa, we have a face-to-face friendship."

Chapter 532 The Colorless Monarch

The fortress walls are high in the air.

Jiang He glanced back at the explosions and flames rising in Wenjing District while listening to Longchuan Zhengren's report.

"Your Excellency is unaware that the entire Exploration Company is actually a giant demon-sealing scabbard. Even if a monarch were to be inside it, his power would be dimmed. The Blue Monarch used this to bind the colorless sword."

"The colorless sword symbolizes the power of destiny, which is ethereal and elusive. Once the seal on the demon is lifted, the sword will immediately disappear without a trace. However, to attempt to form a contract with it, one must activate demonic energy. Therefore, no one has been able to gain recognition over the years."

Longchuan Zhengren's meaning is simple: if you want to try the contract, you have to activate magic power. But if you can activate magic power, the colorless sword will disappear, the program will be stuck due to a bug, and as the only exception, the Blue Monarch cannot gain the approval of fate.

“You can leave now,” Jiang He said.

"Ah... I understand."

On the company's helipad, Longchuan Zhengren hesitated. When it came to betraying the company, he couldn't help but feel a little hesitant. But when he thought of the Coffin Prince's amazing achievement in killing the True Ancestor, he immediately realized that he actually had no room to refuse.

The helicopter took off and drove far away from the exploration company.

The tactical-level directors stationed there noticed something amiss and tried to contact Masato Takashiro, but received no response.

High in the sky, a Rubik's Cube appeared in Jiang He's palm.

The duel arena opened, and a heavy shadow immediately enveloped the entire company, blocking the fortress walls in front.

"what's the situation!"

"The Coffin Prince!?"

"Quickly inform His Majesty the Monarch!"

At the top of the company, the board members all paled. It had only been ten days since the destruction of the Nanase family of the Nine Clans. The Tokyo magic world generally acknowledged that the uncrowned monarch was unscrupulous and would not care at all about provoking other monarchs.

In mid-air, Jiang He activated Divine Movement, stepping forward into the air to approach the company's demon-sealing area.

In an instant, his extraordinary abilities, based on the Gluttonous Lord, were completely transformed into the most basic extraordinary factors, strengthening all his attribute values ​​and increasing the effect by 300%.

Based on the ultimate physique of the Overlord Martial Saint Body, it overflows with boundless blood energy, golden blood flows endlessly, triggering a series of thunderclaps, and golden light swirls around the body, like a blazing sun hanging high in the sky.

Jiang He clenched his fist and gathered his strength, then three breaths later he slammed it downwards.

At first, only the surrounding dark clouds retreated.

Boom!

The next moment, a thunderous roar erupted from the sky. As the fist pressed down, the air was compressed into a turbulent, almost liquid torrent, as if a celestial river were pouring down.

The deaths were so sudden and brutal that the board members had no time to react and were instantly annihilated on the spot.

The company building's steel frame snapped like fragile straw, the shockwave exploding in a ring, sending out unstoppable ripples. The glass curtain wall shattered into a crystalline mist, and the entire company seemed to have been crushed by a giant, compressed and crushed vertically, ultimately reduced to almost nothing.

In the distance, countless citizens looked up and could only see a beam of light coming from the sky, which terrified the magicians.

As the force of the punch swept across the ground, the ground within a kilometer radius of the exploration company undulated like waves. As the dust slowly settled, only a huge crater remained. However, all the destruction was confined to the small, square duel arena.

The helicopter sped away in haste. Longchuan Zhengren looked at the destroyed Exploration Company, his face ashen, his teeth chattering slightly. A Fallen One like himself, a tactical-level being who wasn't even qualified to cast a great spell, could take down at least a dozen people with a single punch.

Within the crater, a giant sword, hundreds of meters long, stood on the ground. It was almost transparent and had an ancient and solemn design. After losing its demon-sealing shackles, the colorless sword suddenly disappeared and reappeared at the edge of the small world, but it could not move forward.

As an epic destiny, there is no escaping the small world of sub-legendary.

Jiang He lowered his gaze, canceled the "God Follows Heaven" state, and activated his extraordinary burst. He formed a hand seal for the "Life-Taking Technique" with one hand, and a tiny sword surrounded by black evil energy hovered at his fingertips.

The essence of anger and the attributes of fate are so closely intertwined that they almost overlap, yet they are clearly distinguished by their symbolism as enemies of fate.

The giant sword struck, showering down colorless light.

[Hint: You have gained the approval of the Colorless Sword]

[Note: Your Immortal-level Grand Magic - Reversal has received a slight quality improvement. It is expected to advance to the Sub-Legendary level when you gather the power of all seven Swords of Authority]

[Hint: You have gained the power of Destiny]

[Note: Your Immortal-level skill, Extraordinary Burst, has been transformed into "Wrath" (Fragmented), with a slight improvement in quality. It is expected to advance to Sub-Legendary level and be fully formed when the power of all seven Swords of Authority is gathered.]

……

Bunkyo District, Magic High School.

The battle between the students from the four schools and the Anti-Demon Alliance intensified, with burning vehicle frames and mutilated bodies lying in pools of blood everywhere on the streets.

Amagi Wings soared through the air, his black wings fluttering down. Whenever a black wing hit an enemy, it would temporarily seal their magical power.

The burly man, Da Yeshan, activated his magic and transformed into a rock giant tens of meters tall. He rampaged between high-rise buildings, smashing and killing anti-magic members one by one.

Silver Blade, wielding a folding knife, walked side by side with a tall woman covered in white scales, followed by hundreds of elite players. The group advanced back and forth around the magic department, constantly dealing with the intruders.

As the battle intensifies, casualties on both sides are rising. In the apocalypse, death is not uncommon. Taiko mobilized all Metropolitan Police Department personnel to guide the citizens of Bunkyo Ward to evacuate to various shelters.

One of the shelters was built under the Otsu Shrine.

"Please keep quiet, everyone."

"Food and water will be delivered immediately."

"It's absolutely safe here, please rest assured."

In the dimly lit underground, thousands of people gathered, guarded by a guard team composed of private soldiers from the nine clans. However, they looked relatively relaxed and did not seem to be in a hurry to face the riot.

"As long as the monarchs are in power, the riots will eventually pass."

"A bunch of anti-magic idiots, do they really think that a dignified monarch is just a figurehead?"

"I didn't realize it before, but now I see that the monarchs are indeed the most reliable."

The crowd was abuzz with discussion. The confusion and fear in their hearts were gradually replaced by the power of the monarchs. The top-tier combat force was the anchor of stability, and order would be rebuilt sooner or later.

In a relatively quiet corner, three high school girls sat together. One of them, a pretty girl, opened her phone. On the screen, a slightly blurry photo of herself and a young man was displayed, but his appearance was still stunning.

Despite being confident that the riots would be quelled, the girl couldn't help but look worried when she thought about her parents' safety, and could only try to distract herself by staring at her phone screen.

"I wish my first social interaction would be with him..."

"Little girl, would you like some hot water?"

A middle-aged woman approached, carrying a bowl of boiling water. Her eyes kept glancing at her phone, clearly indicating that the hot water was just an excuse.

The girl chuckled to herself; lately, quite a few guys wanted her as their wallpaper.

"Thank you." The girl reached out and took it, taking a small sip.

"Is this person your friend?" The middle-aged woman sat down, asking in a teasing tone.

The girl shook her head regretfully and said truthfully:

"I just happened to meet him. I don't even know his name. He must have a lover, and he's a super beautiful man."

"That's wonderful! What a coincidence of fate! How interesting!" The middle-aged woman exclaimed with delight.

Girl: "..."

What's so great about it? What's so interesting about it? What do you take my admiration for?

The middle-aged woman smiled and explained, "I'm sorry, I thought you had something to do with the Uncrowned Monarch. He's our number one target of vigilance in the Dark Cult, after all, a True Ancestor died at his hands."

"What cult?" The girl asked blankly, wondering if she had misheard.

"The Dark Service Cult, huh? That's the organization under the command of the True Ancestor of Darkness. You're really slow on the uptake."

Suddenly, the middle-aged woman bit the girl's neck, but what she injected was not only blood, but also the extract of the raging beast.