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After a while, a guy emerged from the crowd with a body shape and posture exactly like the devil, but with a normal face.

"Hahahaha, I was finally resurrected in this parallel universe!!"

The devil laughed loudly, looking up to the sky.

When the Demon King of this world summons other demons, he can naturally follow along, but one world cannot accommodate two identical beings.

So he kept waiting for the opportunity in secret.

"The power stored in the Brave Sword is no longer enough to threaten me. The power of the various demons, which were originally simply stitched together and each had its own consciousness, is now completely under my control."

He floated in the air, looking down from above, and said, "Goddess, you are defeated."

The power of the Demon King erupted from his body, with a power even more terrifying than before. His body grew larger and larger, his muscles bulging, as if containing endless power. The black armor merged into his body and turned into hard scales, flashing a dark and cold light.

The huge black wings spread out behind him, flapping and causing a strong wind, plunging the hall into darkness and chaos, and the body exudes an endless aura of evil and destruction. This is the power of the evil god!

In the face of such absolute suppression, everyone seemed to have become ants that could be crushed at any time. Although Angris was at the front, it seemed that their defense would be broken through soon.

"Can't win."

Celie made a judgment immediately. In order to avoid casualties due to carelessness, she prepared to directly activate the ultimate magic that even gods could replace.

But when he was about to launch the attack, he was held down by Ivan who had been keeping an eye on this side.

"Don't rush to die. It's not time to completely despair. How about trying to trust me?"

"My wife."

Fulilian (A Thousand Years of Past): Chapter 78: The Demon King sealed the hero?

"How did you know?" Celie suppressed her raging magic for the moment. "I shouldn't have told you about this mutually destructive tactic."

Ivan immediately replied: "Volame told the secret."

Celie clicked her tongue.

Well, you two can just leak the news to each other. Who can be better than you at keeping secrets?

"We can't waste time. The power in the Zanze Holy Sword has been almost used up. We can't win. The Demon King is no longer an opponent that can be defeated normally."

"Who said that? There's another holy sword."

"Ok?"

Isn't your sword just an empty shell?

Celie looked at the other person, and Ivan responded with his very familiar and confident smile.

“Even though it may not succeed, how do you know if it won’t work if you don’t try?”

He unleashed the live broadcast magic, broadcasting his image and voice over every town and village through the teleportation array.

People who saw this scene stopped what they were doing and looked up.

"I am Emperor Ivan of the Great Qin, and I am currently in crisis battling the Demon King."

The first thing on the screen was the familiar face of the young emperor. In the past year, he could be seen issuing important decrees in this way from time to time.

The people were already familiar with him.

Then the scene changed and the camera came to the devil who seemed to be able to destroy the world.

"As you can see, the Demon King is now incredibly powerful. The world is facing a crisis, and we need everyone to work together to overcome this difficult time. Raise your hands and lend me the power of faith—"

After so many years, Ivan has completely figured out how to collect the power of faith. After all, the power of the mind is too abstract, and a gesture to hint at it will be much more effective.

The full development of magic over the past three years has completely solved the food and clothing problems of the lower classes, making people who have experienced long wars believe in Ivan's words and raise their hands one after another.

Some people were worried about the effect and just lay on the ground with their feet raised.

Thousands of rays of light invisible to ordinary people streaked across the sky, gathered towards the Demon King's Castle, and finally landed on the body of the Holy Sword. For a moment, the shining brilliance even overshadowed the Demon King.

Although it did not have the bonus of world authority, it had the human rationality strengthened by one-third of the world, which made the Demon King suddenly change color.

No, impossible! He's just a fake hero with an empty holy sword, how could he emit such an outrageous aura?

Ivan realized that the holy sword was almost charged, so he didn't say anything more. He started at zero frame and rushed straight towards the demon king with the sword in hand.

If you can’t beat them, you have to run away!

The Demon King released a powerful attack magic to block it slightly, and wanted to take the opportunity to open a dark space crack and escape to the evil god.

But at this critical juncture, Linton, who had no presence at all and was hiding in the corner with a sniper rifle, pulled the trigger and fired five shots in a row.

The bullet drew a graceful curve in the air.

Although the bullet containing the forbidden magic stone powder did not penetrate the Demon King's hard body, its ability to interfere with all magic still caused the opponent's escape plan to fail.

The devil king who was in a desperate situation had no choice but to swing the magic sword in his hand and face Ivan, but in less than half a second his indestructible magic sword broke into two sections, and then all defenses were broken by the sword and pierced through his heart.

Cleanly and neatly, it directly destroys all life.

"Actually, after I developed feelings, I also wanted demons and humans to coexist."

On his deathbed, the Demon King said, "Could you please spare those newly born demons whose hands are not stained with blood..."

As long as the demons can continue to iterate, the next demon that carries their own data will definitely be more powerful. When they are reborn, they will definitely be able to complete the unfinished business.

Of course, the prerequisite is that there must be room for growth, so the Demon King lowered his face and begged bitterly, hoping to inspire the kindness of the hero.

"I refuse." Ivan answered immediately, without even a millisecond of thought. It was a completely instinctive reaction.

"Where has your compassion as a hero gone? The newly born demons are innocent." The demon king, who was about to die, suddenly gained 1 second and angrily said, "Are demons born to die?!"

Ivan snorted coldly: "If the demons don't die, do they want the human race to die?"

"I really can't keep you here...

A strange light appeared around the demon king, and a powerful magical wave instantly enveloped Ivan. He felt his body stagnate, as if bound by invisible shackles.

"This is..." Ivan frowned, trying to break free from the magic power.

"No, this is the most powerful sealing technique, even one that can seal a god. I originally intended it as a side-killing move for the goddess in case I was defeated, but I have to get rid of you first."

No, it is always the hero who seals the devil. How can the devil seal the hero in turn?

Seeing his old acquaintance Celia rushing over eagerly to break the spell, the Demon King smiled happily, "It's no use! This is a seal tied to the evil god. As long as the evil god survives, the seal won't break! And mortals, after all, have limited lifespans."

"Who said I was here to break the seal?"

Celie knew very well that she could not fight against the evil god now, so she simply found another way.

With a smile on his face, he said with ease, "There's actually a small problem with the seal you made. You didn't even include the technique to completely freeze the body. But it doesn't matter. I've fixed it for you."

Demon King: "..."

"Hmph, just clever tricks. As long as you remain sealed, it's no different from being dead."

After saying this, the Demon King was finally dead, and was turned into a transformation card by Celie with cold eyes.

At this moment, a system prompt popped up in front of Ivan.

[Newbie's small goal: Killing the Demon King has been completed]

[Title Obtained: Brave]

[It is not that you have to be a hero to kill the Demon King, but the one who kills the Demon King is a hero.]

[Ability: Summoned]

[When summoned by the Hero Summoning Formation, there is a certain probability of responding to the summon.]

[Long-term quest: Ascension to Godhood, progress 25%]

"Celiai, summoning the brave..." Before Ivan could finish leaving the message of death, the seal took full effect, turning him into a statue of an unknown black substance.

And because Erkang's hand and the moment he didn't finish speaking were frozen, his whole posture looked particularly funny.

"So bad..."

Celie complained, "How can you pose like that in a formal setting?"

Originally, she had thought of placing Ivan in the National Center Square so that he could absorb the power of faith, but now in this position... as long as he didn't lose his faith, he would already be a very devout and loyal believer.

Well, let’s take back the ancient elf tree and keep it well.

……

A month after the hero was sealed, Celie discovered that she was pregnant.

Fulilian (A Thousand Years of Past): Ending

First of all, I have to confess my sins. These days I have been obsessed with other novels, Spatula, and Yu-Gi-Oh, which has resulted in such a small number of updates. I feel deeply ashamed... Of course, it is also partly due to the writer's block.

I have finally finished writing about the war, which is a rather thankless task in fan fiction. I know everyone wants to see posts, but some things have been foreshadowed, just like when a gun appears in a close-up in a certain scene in a movie, then that gun is bound to fire, and I would feel a little uncomfortable if it doesn't.

Next up is the Maze Fans live crew, mixed with Celia's cultural invasion to collect faith, Aura's bitter journey of resistance, and Frillian's... old man's rocking chair. In short, it's a gathering of heroes, a meeting of carrots, and begging for subscriptions.

Fulilian x Maze Fan: Chapter 79: First Meeting with Fulilian

The hero was sealed for a thousand years in the southern part of the continent.

The originally peaceful little village was broken by the continuous sound of horse hooves on this day.

Fires spread wildly across the countryside, and thick black smoke billowed up like ink, obscuring the sky. Houses collapsed one after another under the violent impact of magic, leaving a mess of broken walls. The once peaceful streets were now in chaos, with broken tiles and charred wood scattered everywhere.

People cried and ran away, but they could not escape this sudden disaster. Their once beautiful homes had been destroyed.

"Phiren, stay inside and don't make any noise."

The pale, haggard man, who looked like he was about to die, locked a little girl with short purple hair in a small mezzanine, the only hiding place in the house.

Only nine years old, Philen didn't know what was going on, but the shouting and screaming outside and the various desperate wails still made her instinctively feel scared.

Through the tiny gap, she saw her father pouring a bowl of wine by himself, and with trembling hands, he drank the turbid wine in the bowl into his stomach.

After taking a few deep breaths, his body completely stabilized and no longer trembled like before. Even when a group of ferocious soldiers broke in with guns, he did not show any fear. Instead, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Philen subconsciously held the small wooden sculpture on her chest and prayed. It was a relic left to her by her mother.

My mother married here from the northern empire. While she believes in the goddess, she also believes in the empire's unique faith, the brave hero Ivan. Ever since she can remember, my mother has always told the legend of the brave hero from thousands of years ago as a bedtime story.

Gradually, Philen also became interested in the Iven religion. Unlike the goddess of creation and life, Iven was the god of the ancient Qin Empire in charge of happiness and death.

Happiness is the positive side and death is the negative side. They seem to have completely opposite functions, but they have one thing in common, which is that they have a wide audience.

There is no one who does not desire happiness, and no one who does not fear death, as if these characteristics that make them easy to preach were deliberately chosen.

Although there are Ivan churches in only a few cities in the southern countries, joining the religion is not so inconvenient. Even if you don't go to church, you can simply make a human-shaped clay ball and chop off its head to successfully join the religion.

With the speed of information dissemination increasing, even in the southern countryside, which is a million miles away from the empire, Philen knows that this initiation ceremony is the same as a cult.

And it's a very weird kind.

Mother insisted that this was a normal ritual, and that it was designed by Celia, the magician closest to the goddess. No matter how smart you are, can you be as smart as our ancestors?

But now that he has joined the church, Philen still prays very seriously every day under his mother's gratified eyes, and follows the meaningless religious rule of "doing one good deed a day".

She lived an ordinary and happy life every day until the war came two years ago.

My parents were caught up in the battlefield when they went to the city to purchase supplies. My mother was affected by the fighting, and even though my father tried his best to take her to the clinic, she could not be saved.

From then on, my father became taciturn. While being a father, he also took on the role of a mother. In addition to working non-stop, his body aged rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The moment he saw the soldiers, Philen understood what was happening outside.

War, war again... Last time it took her mother away, will it take her father away this time?

"If there really is a God, why can't He save people?"

Little Philen hid in the small space and could do nothing. The only thing he could do was to keep holding the wooden sculpture and praying.

The soldiers searched every possible place in the room, but Philen's location was too hidden and he barely escaped the search.

But the clothes in the closet still made the officers among the soldiers feel that something was wrong, and they asked: "There are women's and children's clothes here, where are they?!"

Beautiful women can be used for pleasure, and children can be sold to slave traders. These are all additional benefits for the army.

"He's dead, caught up in the war! It's all your fault, you ○○!!"

Faced with the questioning, Philena's father, who was in the room, sat nonchalantly on the chair, raised his chin and said, "Go ahead! You've already taken everything from me, so take my life with you!"

Seeing her father about to die, Philen was extremely anxious, but she remembered what she had just said, covered her mouth with her hands, and did not make any sound.

But the tears could not stop flowing, running down her face and dripping onto the wood carving.