N-M Chapter 295 The Death Knell of Doom! Looting the Small World! Lu Yu Becomes Incredibly Rich!
Chapter 295 The Death Knell of Doom! Looting the Small World! Lu Yu Becomes Incredibly Rich!
Chapter 295 The Death Knell of Doom! Looting the Small World! Lu Yu Becomes Incredibly Rich! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
Above the heavens, the black moon fell.
It was darker than ever before!
The golden moon has been completely devoured, no longer casting moonlight, but instead spreading out large amounts of black mist, like tentacles or slender women's arms, constantly dancing.
It gives people an indescribable sense of terror!
boom!
It slowly sank, and the closer it got to the earth, the more violently the black tide surged, like a raging sea, swallowing the light of the stars and shrouding the whole world in a black veil.
Dim... Silent...
It's like the end of the world!
"roar!"
A large number of cursed beasts rushed out of the black mist, sweeping through the royal city and even other cities. Fortunately, more than two hundred years of struggle have made humans not forget the importance of protecting their "fences". All the city walls contain golden substances, which can resist the erosion of cursed beasts for a period of time.
Unfortunately, while gold can suppress the spell, it cannot stop the sand, soil, and trees stirred up by the spell's power, which continuously crash into the city walls, causing violent tremors.
"Why did the Black Moon suddenly fall?"
"How did the Kuroshio suddenly reach its peak?"
"The Curse Kings are returning! Quick, hide in the cellar!"
"I have no gold at home! If anyone can sell me some, I'm willing to exchange all my possessions for it!"
"..."
Within the royal city, whether commoners, nobles, royalty, or even spellcasters of the highest rank, all felt that long-lost fear of being dominated by higher beings.
But unlike the nobles, who had a way out, the commoners could only tremble and pray to the kingdom, the White Orthodox Church, or even unknown gods to save them!
"The Black Moon has fallen, and the kings have descended!" Han Ning murmured, his body trembling uncontrollably.
That is the instinct of fear passed down through countless separations and deaths, as humans have been treated like livestock and devoured for two hundred years.
Lu Yu remained calm, everything was as expected.
The Mouth of Curse is a bell left behind by the King of Words. Each time it is used, it is to summon the Kings of Curses to begin their meal.
However, once they are full, their appetite will drop to its lowest level.
However, as the fourth pope, Bai Zheng enhanced the effect of the Cursed Mouth by using the curse rules of blood and bone, which was equivalent to equipping it with a megaphone and amplifying the sound wave effect by hundreds of times.
Even if the Kings of Curses are not hungry, they will eat again out of instinct, and they will be even more greedy.
Bai Zheng committed suicide because, as his guardian, he had deliberately rung the doorbell...
The death knell of the world!
The White Orthodox Church is not only not a protector, but also the culprit that brings destruction.
The pain from this mental breakdown far surpasses that of death!
Han Ning snapped out of his panic and realized another problem.
If the King of Curses' purpose is to cultivate humans, constantly harvesting them to fill the curse.
So what role does Mr. Door, who is searching for the King of Curses, play in causing the death knell to sound?
To blend in with them? To hunt them? Or...?
World destruction?
What is Mr. Door's curse?
Han Ning didn't know, and was even less aware of, the existence of the higher world, but she understood one thing.
Everything I have now is thanks to Mr. Men; without him, I would have died twenty years ago.
Han Ning looked at Lu Yu respectfully and asked, "Mr. Men, where should we go next?"
She was mentally prepared; even if the world were to perish, she would become Mr. Men's most loyal hound.
I wonder if the next step will be to enter the Black Tide, or to first destroy the royal family and plunge humanity into complete chaos.
If it's the latter, you need to be more decisive...
Go see your ancestors!
"Yes, ma'am... Ah?"
Han Ning nodded first, then looked up in bewilderment, feeling inexplicably like he had been scolded.
However, she didn't think much of it. Mr. Men was so polite, refined, and easy-going that he wouldn't curse people randomly; it must have been the literal meaning of his words.
Our ancestors are already dead, aren't they?
Moreover, Mr. Men was dug out of the cemetery, so his remains should be ashes by now, right?
Lu Yu didn't explain, but looked at the huge statue standing in the center of the church and chuckled:
"It's time to end this game of hide-and-seek."
As he finished speaking, a pure white light shone in Lu Yu's eyes.
Witnessing!
Click click click!
The statue of the first pope, carved by top artists and crafted with precious jade and magical materials sourced by countless believers, has developed numerous cracks.
The next moment, countless fragments fell, a large amount of gold dust scattered, and gold paper fluttered, revealing the scene inside, which was actually...
An ice sculpture imbued with immense magical power!
Inside, frozen, was a man in his forties, handsome, wearing crimson armor inscribed with numerous spell patterns.
When Han Ning first saw him, her pupils shrank to pinpoints, because she was very familiar with this person; she had worshipped his portrait dozens of times in the family shrine.
He was the ancestor of the Han family, a top-tier cursed general known as the "Disaster Beast".
Han Jie!
For over a hundred years, the Han family has been guarding the Earth Curse Coffin, and even suffered an attack from the Negative King Society because of it, almost leading to the annihilation of the family. But they never expected that their true ancestor had been sleeping in the Great Cathedral of the White Orthodox Church all along!
But Han Ning soon realized a problem:
"The lifespan of our ancestors..."
Based on normal lifespan calculations, Han Jie's lifespan should definitely exceed 150 years. How could he have lived to this day?
"He achieved a balance between the Icebound Curse Spirit and his own Calamity Fire Curse Spirit, thus slowing down the aging of his bodily functions."
However, despite his long lifespan, he is unable to move, remain conscious for extended periods, or leave the ice block, otherwise he will age rapidly and suffer the backlash of both curses, essentially rendering him no different from a dead man.
Lu Yu spoke calmly, glancing at Han Jie before clicking his tongue in amazement:
"As expected, no world lacks heroes. The third pope actually completed the Curse Addition without the help of the Curse-Binding Mouth, but the price... was his own life!"
It has to be said that the most dangerous place is the safest place!
Although the Earth Curse Coffin is powerful, it cannot withstand the greed of people's hearts, and the Han family cannot prosper forever.
So Han Jie and the third pope arranged a fake tomb and then placed it in another place—in the church of the White Orthodox Church.
As long as humanity survives, the statues inside will not be damaged.
If it is truly discovered... it would mean that humanity is on the verge of extinction, and the so-called secret would lose its meaning.
It's a classic case of the darkest place being under the lamp; even the fourth Pope, Joachim Bey, was deceived!
Han Jie kept his eyes open. Freed from the suppression of the gold, he began to activate his remaining magical power, vibrating his chest and emitting sounds:
"Mr. Men, your wisdom...is beyond imagination!"
Although he was frozen and his magical power was isolated by gold, Han Jie still retained a trace of perception of the outside world, although he was in a vegetative state most of the time.
He naturally knew what had just happened in the church!
Lu Yu remained noncommittal about the praise, after all, he had activated his Eye of Truth as soon as he entered, and then he saw several labels on the statue constantly flashing in his eyes.
The authority of truth is just that buggy!
but……
"Eek!"
The little spider that had been perched on Lu Yu's shoulder raised its head, waved its hand, tore open a rift in the void, and vanished instantly with Lu Yu and several pet beasts.
"Mr. Men, you just left like that?" Han Ning was a little confused. Shouldn't he be asking questions when he finds his ancestor?
"Don't use mortal thinking to guess about great beings. Mr. Men already has the answer. The reason he liberated the statue was actually to give you the opportunity to have a dialogue."
Han Jie's voice rang out. Looking at the girl who bore a resemblance to himself, his eyes filled with guilt and affection. He said apologetically:
"I'm sorry, because of my selfishness, you've suffered too much."
One sentence struck a chord with Han Ning, instantly bringing her to tears. She couldn't help but sob as she said:
"No, Ancestor, you are not wrong. On the contrary, we have enjoyed the blessings and received more than a hundred years of wealth and glory for the kingdom, while you have suffered far too much!"
Han Ning merely thought that Han Jie had silently endured over a hundred years of frozen solitude, and even upon hearing of the death of his offspring and the destruction of his family, he was unable to move an inch.
That kind of mental torment was worse than death.
That is the most terrifying curse in the world!
However, Han Ning, with over twenty years of military experience and a mature mind, quickly composed himself and asked:
"Ancestor, what exactly did you bring out from the Black Tide?"
"That is... humanity's last hope!"
Han Jie was silent for a moment, then gave a seemingly plausible answer, looking at Han Ning with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, and said softly:
"Mr. Men has already gone to look for it. But could you tell me about him?"
Han Ning hesitated for a moment, but still nodded, because she didn't know Mr. Men's background either.
Then he recounted the events.
"So that's how it is..."
Han Jie's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and then he told Han Ning some crucial secrets, which made her eyes widen in surprise.
After an unknown amount of time, the entire church was sealed by purple crystals.
Wiping away his tears, Han Ning, whose eyes were slightly red, appeared at the top of the church, quietly gazing at the black moon, waiting for Mr. Men's return.
This scene filled all the forces that were secretly observing with fear.
The White Orthodox Church was destroyed by the Border Marshal!?
Instead of fighting off external enemies, the Black Tide has started fighting amongst themselves. Is it trying to perish together?
Or has she already submitted to the King of Curses?
But isn't the King of Curses supposed to be unable to communicate?
If they could, they'd want to kneel too!
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Golden Country lies beneath a desolate mountain, outside the kingdom.
Originally a project spearheaded by the third pope, it was, as the name suggests, a golden fantasy world, a miraculous building created with the nation's resources over a hundred years.
Although, it was only to escape disaster!
At this moment, Han Chang had already appeared in the empty royal palace hall of Golden Township, which was a replica of the Cursed King City.
He wore a luxurious red robe, his eyes were as sharp as a hawk's, and he exuded an imposing aura without being angry. Although he was over eighty years old, he was in excellent mental condition due to the blessing of his magical power.
He had arrived here well in advance of learning that Ash City had defeated the Cursed King.
However, this powerful and ruthless prime minister, who had dominated the kingdom for twenty years, stood quietly, overlooking the entire Golden Land, his eyes glazed over, lost in thought.
Suddenly, a voice sounded behind him:
"Gold everywhere" is no longer an adjective, but a statement, truly a crystallization of human wisdom. It's just a pity that it's too empty.
The voice was calm, yet it sent a shiver down Han Chang's spine, chilling him to the bone and soaking his back with cold sweat. He slowly turned around and saw a man sitting on the golden throne.
Wearing a moon-white robe emblazoned with the Eye of Truth symbol entwined with vines, his handsome face curved into a smile as he leaned back on his throne, like the ruler of the Golden Land, surveying his territory with great interest.
Upon seeing him, Han Chang bent his knees and knelt on the ground, saying in a hoarse voice:
"Descendant of sinners, pay homage to the great Mr. Gate!"
"I'm not great, I've just been on the right path." Lu Yu shook his head, looking at the old man before him, and said with amusement, "But I'm curious, what methods have you been preparing for these past twenty years?"
"I will face the consequences!" Han Chang answered honestly.
"Han Chang, do you intend to break your promise?"
As soon as the words fell, a cold voice rang out, and the entire area around the golden throne trembled. Numerous golden walls appeared, transforming into an airtight cage that imprisoned the figure on the throne.
Whoosh whoosh!
The next moment, a large number of figures dressed in black robes of the King's Guild rushed out of the palace.
The one leading them was none other than Wang Jing! The fact that he could appear in the Golden Land meant that he was Wang Jing's true form, not a clone created using the clone curse.
Wang Jing looked at Han Chang kneeling on the ground and said disdainfully:
"Nobles are indeed a bunch of spineless cowards. Now that the other party has entered the Golden Land, any cursed beast will have its power suppressed. But this guy, is he really the one who killed my clone back then, a humanoid cursed king?"
Han Chang kept his head down and did not answer.
Wang Jing felt bored. Although he had some doubts about the authenticity of the description, the fact that it could make Han Chang, a big shot in the kingdom, so fearful meant that it probably possessed an extremely terrifying cursed beast.
Unlike the path of addition, he takes the path of subtraction, seeking emptiness through reduction, gradually subtracting the fragile human body, replacing it with cursed beasts, constructing balance, and finally using consciousness to control everything, achieving the concept of "emptiness".
Over the past twenty years, he has successfully replaced his internal organs with different cursed beasts. Only the final physical body is needed to achieve the perfect concept of "emptiness".
Become the new King of Curses!
Perfect! We can use this person's power to achieve the final step!
"Take him away!"
Wang Jing was worried that things might get complicated if he waited too long, so he planned to have someone take him out and then devour him.
However, the bodies of several nearby members of the Negative King Society suddenly broke into several pieces, with flesh, organs, and the shattered golden cage scattered all over the ground.
The air was thick with the stench of blood!
Lu Yu sat on the throne, motionless, his gaze, radiating pure white light, falling upon the many members of the Negative King Society.
boom! boom! boom!
Like fireworks, everyone exploded one after another, turning into a blood mist that coated the golden surface with a layer of crimson.
"The gold has lost its effectiveness!?"
When Wang Jing saw this, his eyes trembled, and his first reaction was to run!
The Golden Land used the gold of the entire country, which could suppress the power of all cursed beasts. Before the King of Ten Thousand Eyes showed his ability to ignore gold, he even thought that he could suppress the King of Curses.
That's why he made an agreement with Han Chang to secretly plot a coup and seize control of Huangjinxiang.
But I didn't expect...
The man before me was completely ignoring the influence of gold!
In other words, this is...
A humanoid king of spells!
Han Chang watched Wang Jing flee and reminded him, "Mr. Men, he has the key and treasure map to the deepest part of the Golden Land. He found them when he infiltrated the tomb of the third pope. They are very likely the things my ancestors brought out from the Black Tide."
Han Chang never betrayed anyone because the Spirit Insect was not a cursed beast, and its power was not even its own, meaning it had no right to rebel against Mr. Men.
Only after learning this secret did he deliberately act out a scheme to lure the King of the Underworld into a trap, thereby obtaining the ultimate secret of the Golden Land.
Now, it's time to close the net.
"Despicable little..."
Upon hearing this, Wang Jing couldn't help but break down. Just as he was about to curse loudly, he felt his body being frozen in mid-air, unable to move.
Click click click!
His limbs began to be swallowed up by the void little by little, and intense pain shot straight to his brain, making him unable to stop howling.
"No... I can't die like this!"
Wang Jing is not afraid of death, otherwise he would not have used the clone spell to create multiple versions of himself, just to pursue the path of the strongest.
He was only afraid that his path was not yet complete, so he roared:
"Mr. Men, I have destroyed the treasure map and hidden it in a large number of memories through different information. Even if you want to read the memories, you need to locate the memory coordinates by different marks on the cursed beast in my body in order to restore them."
"Once you kill me, the cursed beast will rampage, break the seal, and descend into utter chaos. But if you are willing to spare me, I will use it to buy my life and become a loyal hound at your feet."
Wang Jing naturally wouldn't completely trust Han Chang, this political figure, so he prepared a trump card to protect himself.
He saw Lu Yu pause for a moment and thought he had gained a chance to survive. However, the next moment, his body was instantly pierced by a large number of black spiritual threads. The cursed beasts in them became nourishment for the [Spirit King Curse Threads], leaving not even ashes behind.
Han Chang stared blankly at the scene, speechless.
Without coordinates, finding something in Golden Country, which is comparable in size to a city, is like finding a needle in a haystack.
Lu Yu withdrew his gaze, his expression calm, as if he had crushed not the infamous Fu Wang Society, but an ant.
However... in a sense they are almost the same.
If he hadn't yet advanced to the Morning Star level, his talent for researching cursed beasts would be considered quite remarkable.
By taking control of it and combining it with the export of cursed beasts, there is a chance to lead a revolution in the cursed beast tamers of the main world, bringing in at least several hundred million in revenue every year.
But now that he has advanced to the peak of the mid-stage of Morning Star, most things can no longer keep up with his pace. Rather than wasting time, he might as well become food for the little spider to grow.
Moreover, based on his latest information, he speculated that cursed beasts are very likely...
Unable to leave the world of cursed beasts!
In that case, the King Realm is no longer of any use!
Lu Yu glanced at Han Chang beside him and said calmly, "Using someone else to do your dirty work comes at a price."
"I know."
Han Chang slowly rose, turned to look at the Golden Land outside the palace, and sighed:
"Mr. Men, do you know why such a vast golden land is so empty?"
"I would like to hear the details." Lu Yu nodded slightly.
"The entire Golden City took 137 years to complete. It was equipped with steam, electromagnetic devices, and a large number of plants for oxygen and light. A large amount of soil was also introduced to develop the technology of growing crops on gold. Millions of livestock of various kinds were raised there. Theoretically, it could have accommodated three to five million people. But do you know how many people were ultimately allowed to live there?"
"Five hundred thousand!" Han Chang didn't care about getting a response from Lu Yu and said self-deprecatingly, "The reason is... that if there are too many people, their quality of life will decline. They also stipulate that those who can enter the Golden Land are only the great nobles, the royal family, the church, their servants, artisans, and soldiers. They are only allowed to live on the outskirts and accept their rule for all eternity."
How ridiculous! Humanity is facing a life-or-death crisis, yet they only think about their own enjoyment and power.
I am one of them, and even hold a position second only to the emperor, but I am afraid. I dare not indulge in pleasure amidst the corpses of countless humans. For ten years, countless nightmares have haunted me.
During my twenty years in power, I have witnessed the arrival of industrialization. In fact, the already corrupt royal power should have been swept into the dustbin of history. Unfortunately... because of the existence of the Cursed Generals, the common people's dream of overthrowing the kingdom and creating a new world is just a pipe dream. A single curse can suppress all rebellions.
Even if humanity is rebuilt, what good will it do? When the King of Curses comes to reap the harvest, it will be another cycle, and humanity will never be able to escape this dark fate.
Therefore, I intend to overthrow the regime through the Negative Kings, and use the hidden methods I left behind to crush them as well, removing the mountains that weigh down humanity. Then, through the artifact left by the third Pope, I will attract all the Curse Kings, imprisoning them, all the Curse Gods, and myself in the Golden Land, completely far removed from the mortal world.
Of course, that includes you, Mr. Men, a much greater being, but humanity... does not need a new god.
Han Chang slowly recounted his plan, a gleam appearing in his eyes.
Twenty years of political career, standing on the edge of supreme power, brought him not corruption and depravity, but the suffering and sorrow of countless people. Those scenes completely washed away his fear and cowardice, and for the first time, the ideal of changing the world was born in his heart.
To create a new world where humanity is no longer devoured by the King of Curses, and where his granddaughter and people can live in peace.
"Unfortunately... the arrival of the King of Ten Thousand Eyes ignored the suppression of gold, completely shattering my hopes and making me realize that no matter how hard an ant tries, it can never shake an elephant!"
Han Chang sighed and pleaded with Lu Yu:
"I'm not saying all this to beg for your mercy, but to exchange that treasure for Han Ning's life, because she has always been your most loyal servant. Unfortunately, Wang Jing is dead, and I have lost my last bargaining chip."
As he spoke, he expelled the spirit worm from his body. Because he lost the blessing of the spell, his body aged at a visible speed. He staggered to the ground, slowly closed his eyes, and waited for death to come.
Crackling sounds!
Scorching flames erupted around him, making him feel as if he were in a blazing furnace. His breathing became difficult, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself.
"Mr. Men, you gave me everything, but I have failed to live up to your expectations. I am extremely sorry."
However, the continued burning flames made Han Chang sense something was wrong. He slowly opened his eyes and saw...
A tall paper knight, radiating light.
It enveloped the entire Golden Land, causing magnificent buildings to collapse and sacred thrones to melt. Finally, all the gold and water gathered together and were molded into a giant golden sphere.
Rumble!
Without the support of the Golden City, the hollowed-out underground structure could no longer support the earth and collapsed instantly!
Meanwhile, on the ground...
Because of the fall of the Black Moon and the destruction of the White Church, the series of changes caused all the nobles involved in the plan to lose the courage to resist the Black Tide.
So, led by the royal family, they traveled with their families, struggling to resist the cursed beasts that appeared in the black tide, while heading towards the Golden Land, their eyes filled with longing.
Although the intelligence from the battle of Ash City mentioned that the Cursed King could ignore the effects of gold.
But before witnessing it with their own eyes, they still held onto a sliver of hope.
What if it's just a coincidence?
Even if it really were possible...
Once the Kings of Curses are full, they probably won't bother looking for them!
Then, we can rebuild civilization!
They will become the ancestors of humankind and achieve eternal rule!
However, when they arrived here, before even entering Golden Township, they felt a terrifying earthquake strike, and the earth shook violently in an instant.
"What's going on!?"
The crowd looked panicked, but the shock quickly subsided, and they began to swallow hard, their eyes filled with fear and confusion.
because……
Where the Golden Village once stood, a huge, deep pit appeared, too large to be fully seen.
Golden City is gone!
Not far from them, in a valley, Han Chang, dragging his even older body, looked at the incredulous expressions of these high-ranking kings and nobles with his cloudy eyes, opened his toothless mouth, and let out a low laugh.
"Haha...cough cough cough!"
But after only a few laughs, he couldn't help coughing, struggling to breathe, his chest making an unpleasant sound like an old blower.
He was able to live because of the treasure he offered, but as punishment for his disobedience, his remaining life force of more than ten years was stripped away to only one day, and all his organs were on the verge of death.
But Han Chang felt no resentment. Instead, he raised his skin-and-bones hand, which resembled a withered tree root, clenched his fist in front of him, and said devoutly:
"Praise be to you, kind Mr. Door!"
On the other side, Lu Yu placed the golden sphere condensed from the Golden Land into the void treasure chest. Although it was somewhat difficult, the little spider managed to force it in at the end, revealing a satisfied smile:
"We've struck it rich! Although the Golden Land still contains some other metals, the refined gold is worth at least 2.5 million! But why doesn't the price of gold in the main world go up?"
However, this is just a casual remark. This windfall means that I can buy a lot of soul food to feed my family's gold-devouring beasts for at least half a year.
You can also purchase materials for valuable skills and create high-grade secret foods to enhance your overall combat power.
It was a great harvest!
As for what the Cursed God obtained from the Black Moon, it was actually sealed inside by the Third Pope under the pretext of the Golden City Plan.
They left behind the key and coordinates, and for added security, they also left Han Jie as a second layer of protection.
As humanity's last hope.
However, it could also be a curse that drags you into the abyss!
Although Lu Yu did not have specific coordinates, he could overcome all obstacles with sheer force, directly having the paper knight melt down the entire Golden Land, and easily found this thing.
Once he has it in his hands, it means that all the preparations in Lu Yu's plan are complete.
After all, that guy is, in some ways, even more terrifying than an ancient giant. I can't feel at ease without being absolutely certain.
"It's time to meet the mastermind behind this corruption of the cursed beast world!"
A long chapter of 7,000 words, please vote with monthly tickets. The world of cursed beasts is almost over. The foreshadowing has been laid out, and the foreshadowing of the protagonist's first entry into the world of cursed beasts and seeing the empty coffin has been resolved. The new plot will start soon.
(End of this chapter)