In the depths of the royal mausoleum underground palace, within the deep and dark ceremonial chamber, gray-black spirit body mist constantly surged out from the huge Stone coffin. Within the mist, only a twisted figure in human form could barely be made out, faintly visible. What was revealed from within the figure was a clear aura of malevolence and resentment. The spirit body within this Stone coffin was clearly abnormal at first glance.
Seeing that the soul that had just been released was clearly a vengeful spirit, Uta's soul, who was relying on Naifnis nearby, did not dare to be negligent. He immediately whispered something to the Dorothy Corpse Puppet beside him.
"This spirit has been twisted and corrupted, it's very dangerous. I will immediately perform spirit appeasement. You communicate with him and buy some time." After Uta finished explaining to Dorothy, he sat aside and silently began to use his ability to perform spirit appeasement. And after Dorothy heard Uta's words, she also controlled all the Corpse Puppets within the ceremonial chamber to kneel neatly towards the Stone coffin, and with standard Adus etiquette, said to the Lakhman floating above the Stone coffin.
"Respected King Lakhman, we are not members of the corrupt Baruch Royal Family. We are resistors determined to overthrow Baruk. In order to seek power, we now dare to disturb your long slumber. Please forgive us!"
"Ha... not my royal descendants? Don't lie to me! Besides them, no one can enter here. No matter what tricks you are playing this time, I won't fall for your tricks again this time! Die!"
Saying that, that twisted black Shadow directly rushed out and rushed into the body of the lead Corpse Puppet. Immediately, the body of that Corpse Puppet began to mutate, beginning to rapidly twist and swell. Then, with a bang, it exploded, bursting into a pile of splashing blood and rotten flesh.
'Damn it, this guy is indeed in a state of delirium.'
Seeing this scene, Dorothy immediately controlled the other Corpse Puppets to stand up, showed a look of fear towards the twisted black Shadow that appeared from the blood, and ordered one of the Corpse Puppets to shout angrily at the Lakhman.
"Tyrant! Foolish ruler! So you are just like your descendants, all incompetent and unreasonable people!"
Hearing the words of the Corpse Puppet, Lakhman seemed to be provoked and directly pounced towards the Corpse Puppet that had just mocked him. After possessing it, he controlled its arm to instantly twist off its own head.
Then, Dorothy controlled the Corpse Puppets throughout the ceremonial chamber, and amidst a series of exclamations, they began to flee in all directions. While fleeing, she had some Corpse Puppets hurl insults at the Lakhman. That Lakhman also unceremoniously chased after the Corpse Puppets one by one, instantly killing them one by one with twisted and cruel methods.
For a time, Dorothy's Corpse Puppets began to be rapidly depleted, and the scene was bloody. Dorothy also sighed in her heart at the same time, thankfully this vengeful spirit was delirious and so easy to fool. If he were even slightly more normal, he wouldn't be so easy to handle.
Finally, after that vengeful spirit Lakhman had slaughtered dozens of Corpse Puppets, turning the entire ceremonial chamber inside and out into a B-movie scene, Uta's spirit appeasement finally began to take effect. That bloodshot-eyed Lakhman gradually slowed down and finally floated to a stop. The gray-black spirit body mist that had been constantly spreading around him also slowly dispersed, and the blurred distortion of the entire spirit body began to gradually stabilize, slowly revealing a normal human form.
Gradually, Lakhman recovered and became a normal translucent spirit body. What was now appearing before Dorothy and them was a tall and heroic middle-aged male spirit body, nearly 1.8 meters tall. He was wearing metal breastplate engraved with the appearance of strong muscles, wearing a cloak, wearing a helmet, with a sword at his waist. His face had the thick beard characteristic of adult North Wu males. The appearance between his brows had a slight resemblance to Mazhar, but his spirit and demeanor were completely different. His entire physique was much more robust and muscular compared to Mazhar's bloated build.
As Rahman's spirit body returned to normal, his eyes were filled with confusion. After he looked around at this bloody and cruel scene in confusion, a hint of remorse flashed in his eyes. The terrified expressions and angry insults of those people before they died floated before his eyes. He couldn't help but look at his hands and then murmured.
"What did I... just do..."
"You didn't do anything, Captain Rahman, they were just some puppets." At this moment, Dorothy controlled the remaining Corpse Puppets to stop, standing in place, and had one of the Corpse Puppets speak to Rahman. When Rahman heard these words, he glanced at the corpses around him and recalled that when he was killing madly just now, he indeed did not sense the spirits of these 'people'. They were just a group of puppets.
"Who are you? What do you want by breaking into my mausoleum? Only my unworthy royal descendants should be able to enter here." With a solemn expression, the restored-to-reason Rahman said to the Corpse Puppet speaking to him before him. He knew that being able to control so many puppets and open his royal mausoleum, the other party was definitely not an ordinary person.
"Regarding our identities... we have just explained it to you. We are resistors against Baruk's corrupt rule, and waking you up is to obtain the power to fight against Baruk. Since you call the Baruks your unworthy descendants and have such malice towards them even when you were not rational... then I assume you are not completely unaware of their corruption. So, are you willing to help us?"
Looking at Rahman before her, Dorothy slowly said through the mouth of the Corpse Puppet. Hearing Dorothy's words, Rahman thought for a moment and did not answer immediately. Instead, he cast his gaze outside the ceremonial chamber, towards the exit of the underground palace. After sensing for a while, he shifted his gaze back, looked at the Corpse Puppet in front, and spoke again.
"What is... that thing outside?"
"Ah, that, that is one of the royal descendants who inherited your throne. He is the Baruk Dynasty's current king. His name is... Diya Ding..."
"Diya Ding..." Hearing the words of the Corpse Puppet, Rahman seemed to recall something. He turned around and looked at the damaged and incomplete magic array beside the Stone coffin behind him. His eyes slightly widened. Then he turned around again and floated straight towards the outside of the ceremonial chamber, seeming to want to float out of the royal mausoleum.
"Please wait a moment, King Lakhman."
Seeing Rahman's action, Dorothy immediately had the Corpse Puppet speak up and call Rahman to stop. After Rahman's spirit body stopped, he looked at the Corpse Puppet, and the Corpse Puppet then spoke again.
"King Lakhman, under the secret cult conspiracy you are unaware of, the current Diya Ding is no longer what he used to be. If you go alone as a lone spirit, I'm afraid it will be difficult to have any effect. To exert stronger power, the souls of the past still need something to rely on."
Dorothy had the Corpse Puppet say this. After speaking, a figure walked out from the Shadows of the ceremonial chamber. Naifnis, looking somewhat nervous, appeared before Rahman and bowed slightly to Rahman. At this time, Uta's soul, which had been relying on her, had already left and floated to the side, silently watching the progress of the situation before them.
Rahman, floating in mid-air, gazed at Naifnis. Then he turned his gaze to the Corpse Puppet speaking on the other side and spoke again.
"Even my own bloodline would betray me, how can you expect me to trust you, puppet."
Hearing Rahman's words, the Corpse Puppet smiled slightly. Then it quickly drew a simple magic array on the ground. Rahman could recognize that it was a divination array.
Then, Dorothy had the Corpse Puppet take out a coin, as well as a lantern and a Stone carving fragment engraved with text. After opening the lantern, a burst of orange-yellow Light halo emanated. Rahman could sense the 'Light' Spirituality contained within this orange-yellow Light halo. He understood that this was a Hui Jian Lamp.
Then, Dorothy had the Corpse Puppet shine the Light of the Hui Jian Lamp on that Stone carving fragment. The Stone carving fragment and the Hui Jian Lamp simultaneously emitted a faint purple Light. This indicated that this fragment contained Spirituality, the Spirituality of ""enlightenment"". This was a storage item for ""enlightenment"" Spirituality, something Dorothy had obtained from him back when she was having friendly exchanges with Crown University and Eight-Pointed Nest Vampire Claudius.
Finally, under Rahman's gaze, Dorothy placed the Stone carving fragment into the magic array, and she herself chanted the divination words and tossed the coin, performing the divination ceremony right under Rahman's nose.
"We have no ill will towards you, King Lakhman."
After speaking, Dorothy had the Corpse Puppet directly slap the coin flying in mid-air downwards, slapping it onto the ground. As the ceremony proceeded, the faint purple Light on the Hui Jian Lamp disappeared. This proved the disappearance of the 'enlightenment' Spirituality on the Stone carving fragment, proving that this was a genuine divination ceremony without any trickery.
After seeing all this, Rahman also focused his gaze on the Corpse Puppet's hand. As the Corpse Puppet's hand opened, Rahman saw the coin facing up. Dorothy had proven the credibility of her words through divination.
Looking at the coin on the magic circle, Rahman was silent for a moment, then murmured.
"You are truly thoughtful..."
After speaking, Rahman floated forward, directly possessing Naifnis's body. Naifnis closed her eyes after Rahman's soul possessed her. When she opened her eyes again, a trace of resolve different from her own appeared in her expression. Then Neff turned around and walked towards the interior of the ceremonial chamber. After a short while, she walked to the Stone coffin inside the ceremonial chamber, reached in and fumbled for a while, then took out a dust-covered sword blade from it.
After glancing at the corpse inside the Stone coffin and dusting off the sword blade in her hand, Neff gripped the sword tightly and walked straight out of the ceremonial chamber's door. Dorothy herself and the Corpse Puppet also followed behind.
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North of Kanak, over the vast wilderness and mountains, a fierce hurricane was blowing. Large amounts of sand and dust were swept up and whirled rapidly in the air, covering the sky and sun, making the entire city of Kanak appear dim and lifeless, a complete scene of doomsday.
The edge of the whirlwind sandstorm had arrived. The entire city of Kanak was now a dark yellow. The dazzling sun in the sky had been obscured. The streets were full of yellow sand hitting the walls with Crackling sounds. The noisy roar echoed all around. The streets had reached a point where people could not stand. Large numbers of soldiers had withdrawn from Kanak under Shadi's command, but there were still many soldiers who could not withdraw in time and were trapped in buildings. In despair, they prayed for King Diya Ding's forgiveness.
The whirlwind sandstorm caused by Diya Ding had now expanded to more than twice its size before strengthening. North of Kanak, while Shadi froze his legs in place to prevent being blown away by the sand and dust, he was still struggling to prevent Diya Ding's words from advancing. The flying yellow sand stung his skin. In this situation, Setuot shouted in Shadi's heart.
"Kid! Enough! If you don't run now, it'll really be too late!"
"But... at least half of the troops in the city haven't withdrawn yet..."
"If they can't withdraw, they can't withdraw, there's nothing we can do! Save yourself first!" Setuot roared at Shadi, his tone already containing a hint of urgency.
"Setuot... don't you have any way to counter this guy?"
"No! I told you that guy has the recognition of hundreds of thousands of nearby citizens and Baruk's seven hundred years of historical legitimacy as a backing. It's impossible for us to counter such an existence now! The more fear it causes your soldiers, the deeper their recognition of this guy in their hearts, the stronger this guy becomes. It will continue to strengthen! Hurry up and go!"
Setuot continued to shout. Listening to Setuot's words, a trace of unwillingness appeared in Shadi's expression, which was originally gritting his teeth. Then he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth.
"Damn it... in the end... do we still have to yield to your coercion? Diya Ding..."
Just as Shadi was gnashing his teeth, Diya Ding's spirits at the center of the sandstorm also made a move. It seemed to want to strengthen itself again. It once again stimulated the environment and emitted a wide-area voice.
"All resistance is futile! Rebels! You cannot disobey me! I am Diya Ding, King of Adus! I am the state! I am Adus!"
The giant face of the sand and dust whirlwind, with a ferocious expression, once again issued a roaring declaration. This declaration instantly spread to the distance. Whether they were fleeing soldiers or trapped soldiers, upon hearing this declaration, they immediately covered their heads and squatted down. The fear in their hearts instantly increased to an unprecedented level. Under this powerful might, every soldier believed it was the true King of Adus. In this new round of affirmation and recognition, Diya Ding's power increased again. At this moment, Shadi was finally completely unable to withstand Diya Ding's invasion. Diya Ding moved its sky-covering sand and dust body and directly pressed towards the tiny Kanak.
And just then, another voice rang out in people's hearts.
"You are not king..."
The voice was full of energy, steady and powerful, ringing out in the heart of every soldier. Along with this voice came a wave of tranquility.
"What... whose voice is this again..." Hearing the unfamiliar sound in his heart, Shadi couldn't help but murmur strangely, while Setuot in his heart spoke curiously.
"What's wrong, kid? What did you hear?"
"Uh... Setuot, can't you hear it? There was a male voice just now, saying that Diya Ding is not king..." Shadi responded to Setuot in surprise. After hearing Shadi's words, he couldn't help but be startled. Just as he was about to say something, that steady voice rang out in Shadi's heart again.
"People of Adus, do not fear, do not kneel. The one who threatens you with a body of disaster is not your king! The King of Adus never needs to gain recognition through destructive disaster."
This deep voice, without using the medium of air, spread to the ears of all Adus people present, and quickly spread to distant towns and cities, reaching the ears of countless Dosa citizens, making them surprised as to where this new voice came from.
"Who is it? Who is spreading evil words there!"
As if it also heard that fast and mysterious sound, the storm and dust that Diya Ding had transformed into showed an angry expression, and shouted loudly in all directions.
And in the distance, in Dead Eagle Valley north of Kanak, on top of a mountain peak, "Naifnis", wearing a long robe, was standing there at this moment, holding a simple long sword in her hand pointing south, her resolute eyes gazing at the distant sand and dust storm as huge as a sky wall.
After hearing Diya Ding's cry, "Naifnis" opened her mouth and solemnly declared to the distant sand and dust.
"People of Adus, listen to this voice from the ancestral bloodline. I am Rahman Baruk, the first King of Adus, and hereby solemnly declare to all people of Adus with the Soul Blood Pact."
"The entire Sixth Generation Royal Family and the High Priest group disregarded ancestral teachings, acted recklessly with ambition, and committed heinous crimes for their own selfish desires! They committed rebellion, blasphemy, and broke the law! Their crimes are unforgivable!"
"I hereby declare the deprivation of the throne of the twenty-eight kings from the Sixth Generation King Li Hexiang downwards, to the Thirty-fourth Generation King Diya Ding! All power of these twenty-eight kings was illegally obtained! All wealth was illegally taken! They are no longer the Kings of Adus!"
Rahman's loud declaration echoed in the hearts of countless Adus people. For some reason, although the Adus people present had never heard this voice claiming to be the first King Rahman, it unexpectedly made people feel a sense of trust.
After hearing this new declaration, Diya Ding also turned his terrifying huge face, turning towards the south, and looked angrily in the direction of Dead Eagle Valley. At this moment, the sword in "Neff's" hand was pointing directly at Diya Ding's face, and at this moment, "Neff" continued to speak loudly.
"I deny you! Diya Ding! You are not fit to be king! You are no longer king! Forever!"
Along with "Neff's" judgment, the two pillars supporting Diya Ding's power, recognition and legitimacy, simultaneously wavered. Among them, the pillar of legitimacy instantly collapsed. In an instant, Diya Ding felt his power greatly weakened. Its expanding storm stopped growing and instead began to rapidly shrink.
Feeling the loss of his power, Diya Ding couldn't help but panic. The anger in his expression as he looked north surged instantly at this moment. Driven by a rage deeper than seeking revenge on Shadi, it turned its head and pressed down overwhelmingly towards the north. Although its power began to rapidly decline, its accumulated mass was still enormous.
"Go back to your grave! Old thing!"