Chapter 268: Dekan Has the Invincible Shijiang |
“By the way, Shijiang, do you know what a Demon King is?”
Dekan lay on the ground with his hands behind his head and his legs crossed, closing his eyes in a surprisingly relaxed state, as if he were resting on a lawn on a leisurely weekend afternoon.
It was useless to panic when faced with this seemingly unsolvable situation.
It was better to carefully analyze the guesses in his mind.
“In my remaining memories, the Demon King must be the strongest in the Demon Realm of that era. He needs to be recognized by the will of the Demon Realm to become the Demon King.”
Shijiang replied.
Dekan nodded after hearing this and asked again:
“Shijiang, do you remember which generation the Demon King was in your era?”
If Shijiang had really been here before, then the Demon Realm in this worldview was Shijiang’s hometown.
“I don’t remember… Anyway, I’m not a Demon King. None of the graves outside are mine.”
Shijiang responded.
She did not want to be a Demon King at all.
She just wanted to appreciate good food.
“Mm, I know.”
Dekan was very sure that there was no fluctuation of Shijiang’s magic power on these tombstones.
So Dekan felt very at ease digging up the graves.
Otherwise, it would be an act of disrespect to his master and ancestors.
“Are you suspecting that I’m the current Demon King?”
Shijiang asked.
She also understood Dekan’s meaning.
For Dekan to escape from Warden Karst’s environment, he had to greatly strengthen himself so that Karst’s magic power would not be enough to keep him imprisoned for a long time.
And on the eighth level, there just so happened to be a way to strengthen oneself—
Obtain the recognition of the Demon Kings and control the Demon King’s magic.
But he was now cut off from the Demon King’s Mausoleum.
He could no longer “seek” help from any Demon King.
The only chance of victory was if there was a hidden Demon King who could provide him with a blessing.
So Dekan naturally began to suspect whether Shijiang could be a Demon King.
“…If I were the current Demon King, how could I get along so harmoniously with Bishop Lun of the Holy Rite Church?”
In a fragment of her memory, Shijiang had once spoken calmly with Lun on the northern border of the Holy Kingdom.
That state did not seem like that of enemies.
On the contrary, it felt like they were friends who could get along well together.
This was definitely not something the current Demon King, who had started the war between the Demon Realm and the Holy Kingdom, could do.
Moreover, when Dekan was inquiring for information from Artis on the fourth level, he also learned that the characteristics of the current Demon King were completely different from Shijiang’s.
“You are not one of the past Demon Kings, nor are you the current Demon King.”
As Dekan said this, he opened the golden demon pupils that belonged to Shijiang and said lightly:
“But that doesn’t mean you can’t be a Demon King.”
Dekan seemed to have an idea at this time.
He wanted to make an attempt and continued to ask:
“Shijiang, just now I analyzed the technique on the Demon King’s tombstones in the Demon King’s Mausoleum. Although I can only analyze the outermost layer of this technique, would you like me to share it with you?”
The activation of Shijiang’s memory might just need a key.
If Dekan’s conjecture was correct.
Then the technique he had previously analyzed from the Demon King’s tombstones was very likely also a key that could make Shijiang associate with her memories.
“Mm.”
After Shijiang agreed, Dekan transmitted the technique he had analyzed from the tombstones to Shijiang.
Next came several minutes of silence.
However.
Just as Dekan had expected.
The moment Shijiang received this technique, she constructed it as naturally as if she had been born with the knowledge!
Then came the perfect completion and operation.
Dekan watched Shijiang’s movements, remaining silent, waiting for her to complete this technique exactly as it was.
Finally, Shijiang perfectly restored this technique!
“Why… do I know this technique…”
Shijiang murmured in a daze.
She was finally certain.
She must have once mastered this complex yet instinctive technique to be able to restore it so easily based on conditioned reflexes.
“Shijiang, follow this feeling and think, see if you can find the memory you were trying to find but couldn’t grasp earlier.”
Dekan said softly.
“This piece of technique… is the 【Demon King's Mark】…”
“It can engrave one’s own will, even soul, onto a non-living object…”
“It is the… starting point… of the principle of magic cards…”
Along with Shijiang’s intermittent voice.
The memory she had been trying to grasp was finally pieced together.
But with it came more questions.
She became increasingly aware that there were too many things she needed to remember.
But she was completely unable to revive those lost memories out of thin air.
Dekan waited until Shijiang’s thoughts gradually calmed down before asking:
“Shijiang, this magic, is it something only a Demon King can master, right?”
Shijiang was silent for a moment, then affirmed:
“…Mm.”
“Sure enough, this level is quite simple.”
When Dekan felt that this level was unsolvable, he had already begun to suspect.
It was not that the road had reached its end, but that it was time to turn.
After all, what he had done, there was no problem with it.
Dekan stood up, stretched his back, and his gaze towards this illusionary barrier gradually became serious.
It was time to continue working.
“Alright, Shijiang, it’s time for us to control the body together. You’re in charge of the aura, I’m in charge of the expression.”
…
Outside the illusionary barrier.
Warden Karst, who was too lazy to pay attention to Dekan anymore, looked at the Demon King tombstones that had been destroyed by Dekan into a mess, and felt a headache.
This mess seemed difficult to clean up no matter what he did.
Leaving the Demon King’s tombstones here like dry garbage was definitely a great disrespect.
But symbolically sticking this tablet back in to pretend nothing happened?
That seemed even weirder.
Still a great disrespect.
He could only clean up these party props first and wait for the Demon King to return before making a decision.
However.
Just as Karst was preparing to start cleaning.
His expression suddenly changed, as if he had encountered something he had never thought of.
Because he felt his magic power suddenly start to drain uncontrollably!
The illusion that was originally imprisoning the Rank 4 Dekan.
At this moment, it suddenly became as if it were imprisoning a Rank 7 expert!
Another second passed, and the magic power began to be consumed at double the rate.
If this continued, let alone imprisoning him until the Demon King returned, in just a few hours, Karst’s magic power would be exhausted!
Although Karst could not understand why Dekan could suddenly become so strong.
But the act of imprisoning Dekan had now become a complete waste of magic power!
He had to understand the reason for this change!
Karst immediately refocused his attention on the illusionary space.
However, the scene inside the illusion made Karst’s pupils uncontrollably contract.
The originally somewhat crazy little succubus had now completely shed her previous temperament.
Her aura at this moment was like that of a vengeful ghost from the deepest abyss. The cold and ruthless gloomy aura filled the entire space, making Karst feel fear and a sense of suffocation even from a distance.