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Volume 105: The King of Beginnings - Leniol

"Jerami, open your eyes."

A majestic and powerful voice rang in my ears. Although I could hear the other party's calm tone, it always felt deafening.

The familiar voice and tone made Jeremy, who had just listened to Miss Saturday's lullaby and was still in a relaxed sleep, suddenly open his eyes, but found that what he saw was not the ceiling of the restaurant.

Only the ruins of the palace remained, and countless pieces of rubble and debris seemed to have lost their gravity, floating in the air like bubbles drifting with the current.

Countless lightning bolts intertwined in the void, adding a little light to the ruined palace that looked like a dead place.

On a throne made of gears, a majestic figure sat there, tapping his knee with his right index finger from time to time, and it seemed that he had been waiting for some time.

Jeremy was leaning against a stone pillar that was only a fragment left. His hands had already clenched the Holy Sword of Kings and the Venom Sprayer. The white gloves that he usually used to hide his right hand had disappeared.

"Lenial...senpai?"

Looking at the tall figure sitting on the throne, Jeremy knew that his untidy posture was impolite, but he did not panic because of the impoliteness. Instead, he slowly got up from the ground and stood up straight.

Although it was quite rude to show weapons to the King of Beginnings who was sitting on the throne, Jeramy did not put away his Holy Sword and Venom Sprayer. Instead, he subtly tensed his nerves, ready to turn the key inserted in the gauntlet at any time to arm himself with the King's Armor.

Something is wrong, very wrong.

Jeremy was certainly surprised and even delighted to see this reliable senior again, but the suspicious atmosphere still made him wary, even though it might just be a dream.

"Why are you here? I remember you have already..."

"Dead, right?"

The most powerful king in the Worm Abyss, who took up the banner of salvation as an absolute strong man, guarded the first king of the country - Lenior Hasti, stood up from his throne, holding his own holy sword.

Unlike Jeramy's backhand sword with a wide guard and a somewhat strange shape, his King's Holy Sword is a very regular straight sword. The sword body is not as silver-white as the bright moon like Jeramy's, but a red gold that sparkles with brilliant light, and even has a touch of scarlet, making it look sharper.

Holding his own holy sword, he came to Jeremy. Looking at Jeremy who was surprised but still on guard, Leniol nodded with satisfaction.

He remained on guard even when facing himself, which at least proved that Jeremy's qualities as a warrior were still excellent.

In fact, when entering Jeremy's spiritual world and seeing the hodgepodge of external objects in it, even Leniol wondered whether he should do a thorough cleaning for him.

Not to mention the influence of [Nothingness] and the chirping of insects of [Reproduction], there was also the harmonious music from the singer that soothed his spirit, a jade stone that could be activated automatically when contact was lost and send a direction to somewhere, and a small section of purple spider silk.

Regardless of whether the impact was good or bad, after seeing all the things that contributed to the event, Leniol deeply realized that his younger generation was more popular than he had imagined.

"Admittedly, during our initial confrontation with [Breeding], the loss of the final King's Certificate brought us to the brink of defeat. However, while that evil creature, driven only by instinct, shattered the Guardian's body, it could not destroy our spirit."

"When the shadow of nothingness descended, I survived as a bloody sin spirit. I then resided in a dream bubble and, relying on the footprints you left behind, temporarily left that dead zone."

The Blood Guilt Spirit is a special existence. When a world is shrouded in the shadow of nothingness, there are always some powerful wills that will stir up their own waves in the stagnant tide. Those existences are all powerful and determined travelers of destiny.

Although he does not believe in any star god and has not embarked on any destiny, as a true savior, Lenior Hasti's will is unquestionable.

Even if the Worm Abyss is not shrouded in the shadow of nothingness, his spirit can still continue to exist in other ways.

His presence here is the best proof.

With the body of a bloody and sinful soul, he broke free from the shackles of nothingness and left the world shrouded in nothingness like Jeramy.

Even if it can only be placed in a dream bubble, it cannot be denied that it itself is the representation of miracles.

"Dream bubble...that is to say?"

When Jeramy heard Lenio mention the dream bubble, he suddenly remembered the experience of "The Past of Worm Abyss (Trash Can Version)" when he was entangled by Xing, and his expression suddenly became strange.

A dream bubble that can show the castle of the guardian country, the throne of the king, the guardian god... and even the battle scene in great detail must have been created by a warrior who personally experienced the war.

It may even come from one of the kings himself.

Although he had some guesses, Jeremy never thought about it in detail. After all, he was extremely sure at that time that he was the last survivor of the Worm Abyss.

After all, who could have imagined that the dream bubble was actually the work of the King of Origin before him.

"Indeed, that dream bubble was created by me. It was only after that Fool modified it that it was placed before you. That Fool also came into contact with you at my behest."

Oops, hit the wrong person.

After listening to Lenio's story, Jeremy's expression suddenly became a little strange.

No wonder the fool had dream bubbles and knew riddles. Jeremy had previously thought that the tavern's intelligence was so powerful, but it turned out that this senior was guiding him behind the scenes.

However, I feel that I was too lenient.

Even if he had obtained Senior Lenio's tacit consent, couldn't that fool have chosen a different metaphor? Why did he have to use a trash can? He was indeed a guy who had run out of ideas.

"So, Senior Lenio, why did you come to see me at this time?"

Although he secretly complained in his heart, Jeremy did not let down his guard because of a few words. Instead, he looked at Lenio in front of him vigilantly.

Since the Fool had been contacting him under the instructions of Leniol before, and now he had been hiding behind the scenes and suddenly appeared in front of him, and dragged him into this place of death, something must have happened.

As for the turning point between the two, Jeramis thought about it and thought that it was probably only when his King's Certificate made of the heart of the Star God was activated in Liumeng Reef, which completely lured out the swarm of insects hidden deep in Pinoconi.

“Jerami, I appear before you at this time to give you a choice.”

Leniol held the Holy Sword of Kings in front of him, the sharp tip of the sword sank into the ground with ease, and he stared intently at the younger generation in front of him whom he had been looking forward to.

He had been watching Jeremy's growth for a long time, even before Jeremy set off for Pinocchio.

He knew very well that by making the Star God's heart into a certificate of kingship and embedding it in his chest, it meant that Jeramy would be engaged in an endless war with breeding for the rest of his life until one of the two sides was completely destroyed.

Although breeding is dead, who can guarantee that the existence standing at a certain pinnacle of fate will not make a comeback one day?

After all, the cosmic locust plague is still galloping across the universe today, and the vibrating insect wings are still bringing disaster to countless civilizations.

You know, every insect that makes up the world's insect plague can strictly be regarded as a replica of the Insect King.

Even if [breeding] comes back to life in Jeremy one day, it might not be surprising.

"choose?"

Jeremy frowned, not quite understanding what Leniol meant.

He is not facing any choices now. It is better to say that what he is facing now are almost all things that must be done.

Whether it was protecting the robins or fighting against the swarm of insects in Liumeng Reef, it was not something worth hesitating about.

"Yes, you can choose to temporarily hand over your body to me. I will deal with the restless insect swarm for you, even the doomsday covered by the silver future. You know I saved the world once before, so it won't be difficult for me to protect you from this disaster."

A huge dark shadow quietly gathered behind Leniol, shaped like a huge stinging insect, opening its ferocious claws and biting the two of them.

But Leniol didn't even turn his head. He casually drew out the Holy Sword of the King and swung it backwards. The scarlet sword light left a faint trace in the air, and the huge shadow was shattered without any hindrance, turning into ashes.

Ashes were flying everywhere, and Jeremy could even smell the scent of death in the air, which made him subconsciously squint his eyes and look at the calm expression on Lenio's face with some rudeness.

"Senior Lenio, do you... not trust me?"

"Actually, that's not the case. You're my trusted junior. When I gave you the Star God's Heart to create the King's Certificate, I placed my complete trust in you. At Flowing Dream Reef, you stood before everyone without hesitation, proving that you're still worthy of the title of King of the Narrow Space."

After taking back his holy sword, Leniol still looked calm and composed, and his words revealed his concern for Jeremy.

"However, you lack experience. You weren't even born then, and you probably can't imagine the price we paid when we first repelled the locust plague. Facing two doomsday creatures whose true forms haven't yet been fully revealed, are you sure you can protect everyone? But if it were me, I could do it... for a mere negligible price."

"You really wanted to protect those... those two singers, didn't you? I never thought that after witnessing your parents' wedding and your birth, I would also have the honor of witnessing your marriage. Something important was shattered before my eyes. I don't want my descendants to have to relive that feeling again."

Does this count as recognition from the seniors?

When Lenior mentioned the robin and Miss Saturday, even Jeramy's face flashed with a rare shyness, and the first thing he thought of was some random things.

Of course, the fact that he thought of these things at the first time did not mean that he was not doing his job properly. On the contrary, he had made the decision long ago.

After all, what Lenio proposed was not something he needed to consider at all.

"I will accept Senior Lenio's concern, but please allow me to decline your proposal."

Under Lenior's predictable gaze, Jeremy gave his answer without hesitation.

He watched Jeremy grow up, and he knew his junior's character very well. His proposal might sound reasonable, but it was difficult for him to accept it no matter what.

"If I really did that... Mother would probably be disappointed in me."

Looking at the venom spray gun in his hand with spider patterns engraved on it, Jeremy's eyes were filled with nostalgia.

This was a relic left by his mother. Holding this spray gun was like bathing in his mother's gaze.

"I have to act cool in front of my mother."

"Is that so? Your parents have praised your intelligence since you were little, but in my opinion, you've always been so stubborn, ignorant, and a little self-righteous. A king who can't judge the pros and cons is indeed too immature... Since you have such an awareness, then come and experience this heroic battle firsthand. Wielding the holy sword, we are not only kings, but warriors wearing crowns."

There was a look of understanding in his majestic eyes. Leniol lightly touched the ground with the tip of his sword, and a huge wave of energy spread out.

"Before we take action after such a long absence, let me share one more piece of information. During our first battle against the universal insect plague, I engaged a [Breeding] envoy. Although I slew its massive insect body, that wasn't its true form. Its true form was a mind-controlling worm the size of a grain of sand. And now, in this Pinocchio, I sense a similar aura."

The enormous force instantly created spider-web-like cracks in the ground, and dark blue hellfire gushed out from the cracks, resembling crosses nailing corpses to the crosses.

"The living die, the dead rise. They slaughter each other for countless years. Thousands of corpses pile up into a mountain, and upon the mountain of corpses my soul reigns supreme."

Leniol swung his sword, turning all the corpses crawling out of the cracks into dust. The blue flame of hell attached to the tip of his sword and spread from it, turning into a suit of armor covering his entire body.

It is difficult to describe this armor as handsome. Majestic and ferocious may be more suitable descriptions for it.

Unlike Jerami's armor which was closer to light armor, this armor with huge arm guards and shield was more like a set of plate armor. Its mere appearance seemed to carry the wails of the dead.

"King's Skeleton Armament..."

Looking at the ferocious and majestic armor in front of him, Jeremy, knowing that the situation would not end well in the coming days, took a deep breath and began to turn the key inserted in the gauntlet.

Crystals like cocoons wrapped around his body. A moment later, white armor broke out of the cocoon and stood opposite the majestic and ferocious armor.

"King Armor Arms!"

Volume 106: The Black Swan Loses Its Feathers Again

"What a familiar posture. It's like seeing the shadow of an old friend."

Looking at Jeramy wearing the king's armor, Leniol couldn't help but sigh.

Once upon a time, his old friend had also worn this armor and fought alongside him.

And they weren't the only two at the time. There were a total of six kings fighting side by side. Unfortunately...

Although he had watched Jeremy grow up, even he had never seen Jeremy summon the King Armor.

The handover of the Holy Sword of the King is a very serious process. Only those who truly inherit the throne are qualified to use the Holy Sword of the King and summon the King's Armor.

By the time Jeramy inherited the throne, he was already dead.

The son of an old friend is wearing old clothes, but the old buildings have become deserted. Looking back on the past, it is really easy to make people feel emotional.

While sighing, Leniol swung down the Holy Sword of the King in his hand.

The scarlet blade light spread out with an unstoppable momentum, easily destroying the venom bullets that Jeramy used to cover himself, and crashed straight into his King's Holy Sword.

The solid ground was cracked by the sword. Anyone with a normal brain would not choose to take such a powerful blow head-on, and Jeremy was no exception.

Countless spider silks extended from Jeramy's side and rushed towards Leniol one after another.

Either trying to wrap around the tip of his sword, or climbing up his arm, trying to deflect it.

However, all the spider silk would be burned to ashes almost instantly when they approached the hideous and majestic armor, and the spider silk extending to the tip of the sword would also be cut off by the sharp sword energy before they got close.

The interference measures were ineffective, and Jeramy's body was still exposed to Leniol's Holy Sword of the King, so he had no choice but to face it head-on.

He did not choose to confront Lenior head-on. At the moment before the two holy swords of the kings collided, Jeremy turned his wrist and twisted Lenior's hilt with his backhand sword in a tricky way, deflecting the sword that made people's scalps numb just by looking at it.

The scarlet sword light fell to the ground, easily splitting the platform suspended in the endless void into two halves.

Dust was flying. Jeremy felt his scalp tingling as he looked at the other half of the platform that had collapsed and turned into dust and spread towards the bottom of the abyss.

He had no doubt that even if the messenger insect that had fought with him in Liumeng Reef was here, it would have been cut in two after being hit by that sword.

However, Leniol did not give Jeramy the leeway to lament during the battle. Although he could use his immense strength to completely take back the Holy Sword of the King that was slightly deflected by the backhand sword, he did not choose this method that would consume more energy.

The spiked knee armor thrust upwards and slammed into Jeramy's abdomen mercilessly.

If this blow hits solidly, the thorns on the knee armor will make Jeremy feel pain no less than being stabbed by thousands of blades.

Without hesitation, Jeramy released the straight sword that he had barely twisted, and dodged nimbly to avoid the knee strike, but Leniol was faster than him.

Before his toes even touched the ground, Jeremy saw a brown iron boot enlarged in his pupils.

Leniol, who was wearing heavy plate armor, showed counterintuitive agility at this moment. The moment Jeremy released his wrist, he turned around and gathered strength, turning his knee into a spinning kick and mercilessly hitting Jeremy in the abdomen.

Without even a chance to hold on, Jeramy's body flew backwards at a speed even faster than when he came. The broken walls and pillars along the way could not stop him. He broke several pillars before he managed to regain control of his body in mid-air.

He released fine spider silk to grab the ground and rocks, and pulled his body back in mid-air. Ignoring the surging blood after being hit in the abdomen, Jeremy clenched his right hand and used the spider silk to pull all the rocks together, forming a huge meteor hammer and smashing it towards Leniol.