Monsters Will Die if They Are Killed

The mobile warship traveled for four hours and thirty-two minutes. When it passed a river, it began to rain heavily. The light of the holy day was obscured by rain clouds. Under the dim sky, only gray rain lines reached the sky and fell to the ground.

In the distance, only a vague shadow remained in Ayvind City, and only the tremor of the earth was still clear.

But the children in the ship are not worried about this. The news that the professor and friends have returned safely can cheer up their hearts more than anything else.

In particular, Loya told them with excitement that the professor was powerful, describing vividly how the professor defeated the enemies in the exploration team, and finally activated the battleship in the ancient ruins and galloped back all the way.

Even Gaza, who had always been very taciturn in the past, echoed a few words from Loya, describing how powerful the professor was at that time.

In this way, the panic and sorrow caused by Su Zhou's decision to stay in Ayvind City and 'avenge' all the children gradually dissipated.

Of course, such a powerful dean can defeat all enemies and return safely.

Of course, some people may ask, ‘Isn’t it too strange that the professor didn’t seem that powerful before and suddenly showed such strength? ‘Such a question.

However, for children, this question is just too ridiculous.

After all, for the children at Xiguang Orphanage, Professor Sweetley was originally an omnipotent being.

He can remember every child's birthday and prepare gifts, so that even the most impatient children can calm down and read. He can also take out an endless stream of interesting alchemical creations to teach them about life, morality and everything they should learn. Knowledge.

He would make sweet potions to cure illnesses and injuries; he would tell long stories that would hold the children's breath.

Defeat the evil bad guys? That is a matter of course. Children believe in fairy tales and believe that difficulties will be solved, hardships will eventually be overcome, and evil will naturally come to an end.

They believed Professor Sweetley could do it all.

At this moment, looking from the ship's side window, one can see a line of gray smoke floating from the city of Ayvind.

It seemed to be a fire, a battle, or a change in source energy caused by several factories being burned down.

But even a child can guess that this astonishing plume of smoke all came from the professor's actions and power.

At this moment, two lights flashed on the ground.

After breaking away from their pursuers and repelling the warships and scouts that were trying to pursue them in Ayvind City, Su Zhou and Sui Guang took a long detour before catching up with the Chuyao warship.

"The professor is back!"

"too strong!"

"Dean, are you okay?" Some children saw the blood on Su Zhou's body and were a little worried.

Su Zhou, who reboarded the battleship, was naturally greeted with joy by the children. They cheered and crowded around Su Zhou, making him smile helplessly: "Okay, okay, of course I'm fine, but it's you who , have you had a rest? Have you eaten?"

"Don't keep waiting for me for so long."

"I haven't eaten yet!"

One of the more energetic children answered with wide eyes.

He has the blood of a dwarf, looks honest and honest, and has a loud voice. His tone is as cheerful as a proud one: "Dean, have you really avenged us? Where did the smoke burn?"

Hearing this, Su Zhou couldn't help but frown slightly. He looked at the dwarf child and said with some confusion: "Why do you say that? Although I really can't see it..."

"And those factory owners..."

At this time, another girl said softly, with an indignant tone: "They always bully Brother Seneca, they all really deserve to die!"

"Yes!" This topic instantly aroused the empathy of all the children, and they all recalled their experiences in the past few months, and even earlier, when there was no protection from Professor Sweetley.

One child looked at the distant city of Ayvind almost angrily, cursing: "There are no good people in that city, the whole thing will be destroyed!"

"Yeah, yeah, last time I went out to buy medicine for Sister Isabella and the others, someone almost stole the money. If Aunt Daria hadn't been worried and came over to accompany me, the pharmacy wouldn't have even planned to give me the medicine after taking the money! "

"They just look down on demonizers...and they look down on us!"

"Let them all die!" the children were indignant.

Hearing this, Su Zhou frowned completely.

He knew that the children in the orphanage did have conflicts with the people in Ayvind City. After all, no matter what age, orphans would be discriminated against, and the demonized disease was equivalent to the contagious severe rabies and AIDS, which were incurable. It also puts others at risk.

What this city left for the children was definitely not a happy memory. Just like what Seneca had experienced before, he was insulted, discriminated against, and even outright violated and coerced.

The hatred is real and they have reason to hate.

So Su Zhou opened his mouth, then paused, and did not speak immediately.

After all the children had vented their emotions, he calmly said when everyone looked at him: "I did kill the Earl of Ayvind City, the source of the persecution of demonized people in that city."

"But children, when you say the words 'The whole city will be destroyed!' you should think about whether there is anyone in this city who has helped you."

Suddenly, the hall fell silent.

"some."

The dwarf child was the first to speak. He scratched his head and said with a kind of honest smile: "Aunt Sophie next door takes good care of us. Last time there was not enough rice in the courtyard, so aunt helped us with some bread..."

Su Zhou looked at him and he smiled: "Child, how many people you care about are in Ayvind City to make you not want to destroy this city?"

Silence again.

"……one?"

When asked this question, the previously aggrieved children all showed a confused look. They thought about it seriously and seemed quite distressed: "Ah... think about it carefully, even if the aunt is alone, I don't want to Already..."

"Yes, Uncle Mafa is actually very good to us. Although he keeps calling us 'little naughty people', he is the only craftsman willing to help us repair the roof..."

"Hmm, Aunt Lamia, who helps the professor sell potions, is actually very nice. She even brought me some candy last time."

"What?! You actually swallowed the candy?!"

"That was given to me by my aunt, so of course it's mine!"

Suddenly, the trend of the topic changed.

No one continued to talk about revenge, and no one said that Ayvind City should explode... Children are always forgetful, but they remember it very clearly.

Su Zhou watched all this and couldn't help but sigh.

"Let's go eat."

He said: "Take a good rest, the food today should be good, everyone has a good meal, and then sleep peacefully."

"Get up tomorrow and I will teach you new skills and knowledge."

"Great!"

From the northern Ionian Mountains to the city of Ayvind in the south, Su Zhou hunted many energy beasts along the way and replenished the ship's reserves.

In this world, few people would deliberately eat source energy beasts, because these monsters contain a large amount of high-concentration source energy in their bodies. Once ingested, they are very likely to suffer from demonic disease.

Only high-level professionals, or the two major barbarian tribes in Winter and Sunset, can freely eat animal meat after purifying it through special methods.

But Su Zhou knew very well that as long as the impurities in the source energy were purified, they could eat it without worrying about contracting the demonic disease. What's more, for everyone on the ship who has the guidance technique to purify their souls, even if they suffer from the disease Demonic disease can only be regarded as a blessing.

What I ate today was bear meat, which was of good quality, plump and delicious, as well as some rice and dry food brought by the orphanage.

There is no doubt that this is a very hearty meal for the children in the orphanage who rarely eat meat. In front of the packed barbecue, all the children forgot their past hatred and began to happily praise the professor and the Lord. Aunt Kitchen Darya got up.

"Go and eat quickly, don't let them eat too much, it will cause diarrhea."

After instructing Aunt Daria to take a good look at the children, Su Zhou turned around and headed to the captain's room with Sui Guang.

After all, Su Zhou himself has become half a sacred tree and half a devil, relying on photosynthesis and water absorption to survive, while Sui Guang is a robot. The two of them do not eat the fireworks of the world, so they naturally do not need to eat.

After arriving at the captain's room, Su Zhou did not exchange greetings, but asked the question directly.

"Ms. Dawn, in the fairy civilization and the previous eras, what is the principle of your source energy furnace heart?"

"principle?"

Regarding this question, the battleship fairy, who was concentrating on enjoying the pleasure of her job of operating a battleship, couldn't help but feel a little confused. After being confused for a while, she said directly: "Don't you use the Holy Rock of First Glory?"

"A divine object like the Source Energy Furnace Heart, which can produce nearly endless source energy and drive cities and even battleships, is naturally an extremely precious fragment of the Holy Sun!"

Ming Xiao's tone is so natural, which shows that for people in previous eras, this is simply common sense.

She didn't think there were other possibilities at all, and naturally she had never thought about what catalyzed the current energy furnace core of the Aian civilization.

"Yeah……"

At this moment, Su Zhou was quite confused. He looked at the floor of the Chuyao thoughtfully: "Then take me to see it, Ms. Dawn."

"I want to see with my own eyes what the source energy furnace heart of the previous era looked like."

"no problem."

Of course, Mingxiao didn't care about this. Her body didn't move, but a circle of silver light spots suddenly lit up inside the ship, and then turned into an arrow: "I am sitting on the captain's seat, which is equivalent to existing on the ship. Everywhere inside, I will go with you."

"Follow the silver marks, and the heart of the furnace is in the middle of the rear half of the battleship."

Su Zhou nodded slightly, and then followed the mark.

If the Chuyao battleship is to be said to be big, it must be big, like a lying hill.

But the size of its source energy furnace core is quite average, even small.

Following the guidance of the silver arrow, Su Zhou walked through the long-dusted corridor inside the battleship, and finally came to a hearth combustion chamber marked with 'danger' and 'high radiation'.

He opened the door and stepped inside.

Then, he stopped where he was without saying a word.

[What's the matter, Professor Sweetley? 】

Master Suiguang, who was following Su Zhou, was a little confused. He also stepped into it and looked up at the furnace core structure in front of him: [What on earth made you stunned...? ! 】

The moment he saw the heart of the furnace, he was also stunned.

Because Sui Guang saw a small sun.

In the core confinement chamber with a complex structure, a confinement tower carved from crystallized roots is releasing a stable and smooth flow of light, wrapped around a small crystal ball located in the center of the light.

This crystal ball has countless facets, like a diamond that has been cut hundreds of thousands of times.

There is golden fire burning quietly inside, and the light flow of the restraint tower extracts the majestic source energy bred from this burning, inputs it into the energy system of the entire Chuyao battleship, and then uses an extremely peculiar method to , turning the recycled source energy into firelight and inputting it into the crystal ball again.

Just like blood circulation - the source energy spurts out from the crystal ball equivalent to the heart, carrying heat and vitality, and after waiting for the 'oxygen' carried in these source energy, that is, the active energy, to be used by the battleship , the silent liquid source energy returns along the 'vein', that is, the energy circulation system.

The light overlaps endlessly in the crystal and focuses on the center. Its core temperature exceeds 20 million degrees or even higher - genuine nuclear fusion is occurring within it, causing microscopic sparks to burn almost eternally inside it.

【What a delicate structure! 】

After seeing this furnace heart, Suiguang, who was originally a master of alchemical engineering and could even design a mechanical soul on his own, couldn't help but exclaimed. His eyes became hot and eager: [Holy sun above, this light is exactly the same as the holy sun... 】

[The idea of ​​condensing high heat and high pressure into a small space to create a near-eternal polymerization furnace core is extremely absurd even in theory, because it is impossible for there to be any material that can withstand such high temperature and high pressure, and under the incredible surge of source energy Any movement will also destroy any magic circle. 】

[This crystal...maybe really is a fragment of the Holy Sun! 】

Sui Guang was extremely excited - as a high-level leader of the Sui Guang Order, he naturally knew that the source energy furnace core of the Aian world needed souls to operate. The reason why they wanted to advance technology and excavate ancient ruins was to solve these desperate problems. Sad things.

Now, the structure of the ancient source energy engine appears in front of them. If this technology can be imitated, then there will be a brand new revolution in the source energy furnace core technology, and each mobile city will no longer need the soul of the demonizer as an additive. Got it!

This is a good thing.

But he noticed that Professor Svitley stood motionless, with no excitement or joy, only a solemnity that was almost suffocating.

[What's the matter, Professor Sweetley? 】

Sui Guang asked with some confusion: [Why are you in a daze? 】

"……carbon."

Then, he heard the 'Professor Sweetley' in front of him whisper one word: "Carbon."

"Diamonds are carbon...the fragments of this holy day...and indeed they are."

Sui Guang heard that the tone of 'Professor Sweetley' became more solemn, and even brought out a hum with soul-shaking power: "Sure enough, this aura of the sacred tree that is so thick that it does not even leak out - the fragments of the Holy Sun, It’s just a fragment of the sacred tree!”

Su Zhou stared at the fragments of the Holy Sun in front of him.

He was absolutely sure that it was a very powerful and very condensed sacred tree tissue. Because it was too pure, it was crystallized.

In its complete form, this sacred tree obviously has the attributes of fire and light, and is quite similar to the Fuso sacred tree inheritance practiced by my good brother Shao Qiming.

It repeatedly produces source energy and burns itself in the heart of the restraint furnace, but there is no obvious sign of shrinkage, and it seems to last forever.

But that's not surprising.

Because stars are inherently larger and have shorter lifespans.

The thermonuclear reaction of a red dwarf star is not violent and can burn for hundreds of billions or trillions of years, while a standard main sequence star like the sun has a lifespan of only tens of billions of years.

And the lifespan of those super-massive stars may be measured in tens of thousands of years. For stars that are long-lasting, the short time is incredible.

The sacred wood crystals in the heart of the energy furnace can burn for an extremely long time with the help of the circulation system.

And if the holy sun in the sky is really what he thought, it is the essence of a burning sacred tree, at its core...then there is an explanation for the burning of the holy sun.

"The problem is, it's not right."

With an extremely serious expression, Su Zhou's heart surged like an angry wave: "Of course the sacred trees can exist in a world without light. Their growth does not require the negative entropy of the sun, and they can become the source of negative entropy - but in that case, in that case, The world will become a lightless dark ecology with the sacred tree as its source."

"Even a sacred tree cannot ignite itself as the sun and illuminate the world - just like the world itself will not destroy itself, first it exists, and then it continues!"

"what on earth is it?"

Not even Dawn knows the answer to this question.

The gods did not record this history. In Chuyao's totem, the sacred tree decayed naturally, and the gods were born from the ashes of the sacred tree.

Goblins are a race created by the gods - in fact, in the mythology known to Dawn, all races are created by the gods, but goblins are one of the first beings, and they are created by gods in their own image. creation.

Su Zhou could not deny this.

"In a world with the World Tree, generally speaking, all life is bred by the World Tree - even if there is native life, it must be infected with the elements of the World Tree."

"The gods create all races? This is obviously a way for the gods to put gold on their faces."

To be honest, now, Su Zhou felt that the gods who were originally just a mythical backdrop suddenly became suspicious.

Putting aside the fact that they only appeared after the death of the sacred trees, yet they claim to be the creators of all races, the mere fact that the Twilight Dragons also appeared in that era is enough to make people think.

"Also, the source energy density of this world...maybe it is also related to the demise of the World Tree, or the anomaly of the Holy Sun?"

Thinking of this, Su Zhou couldn't help but shook his head: "It's all just speculation."

Thinking about these ancient histories is not helpful to our current situation.

Turning around, the man left the furnace core restraint room.

"In this world, which areas are friendlier and calmer to demonizers?"

Sui Guang, who didn't know why, followed closely behind Su Zhou and heard the other party whispering softly to himself.

He thought for a moment and then replied: [It's not like there is nothing. 】

[The coastal capital of the south, located in a commercially neutral area between the Tianlong Nobles and the Southern Nobles Alliance, should meet your requirements. 】

…

The majestic giant tower hall, the top of the towering clouds, the top of the solemn black tower, beams and columns carved from source energy crystals support the semicircular crystal dome, and the translucent dome focuses on the light from the top of the sky. The radiance of the holy sun turned the purest source energy into the original fire, which was condensed in the center of the 'blazing torch' in the center of the giant tower.

Mysterious runes filled the sky and danced around the thirty-six crystalline pillars. They flashed with light gold mixed with red, like a flame, and then flew like a sea wave, causing the entire top of the tower to tremble. It's as dazzling as burning.

Tower of Babel.

Tower of Babel.

A knight and an old man in military uniform slowly walked up the long stairs that reached to the sky, step by step, to the top of the sky-reaching tower.

They saw the figure in the center of the hall at the top of the tower, and then they half-knelt down respectfully.

"Your Majesty," they said.

[Get down, Ilovitz, and Aharonov. I said, you don't need to kneel down when you meet me. This is the praise that a hero deserves. 】

And a hoarse voice sounded, echoing slightly in the entire hall: "What is it that requires you two to come together to report it?" 】

[I guess that's not good news. 】

"Your Majesty is clear."

Standing up, the gray-haired knight with golden eyes named Ilovitz took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Avend City was attacked and Earl Ayvind was killed. According to the current intelligence, it can be confirmed that the person who killed him was It’s ‘Professor Svetrey’ who previously explored the ruins of the Northern Ionian Mountains with Major Yelena.”

"Professor Sweetley was the mentor of the former Southern Rebels and the former vice-president of the Royal Alchemy Society. Ever since an informant identified his true identity, he has been incognito and has been lurking in Ayvind City, running an orphanage. , take care of the demonized orphans.”

[Well, I know that. 】

With his back to the knight and the admiral, the figure who was addressed as His Majesty did not look back.

His voice was hoarse and calm, with a vague sense of ruthless indifference: [Aharorov thinks that his knowledge can be useful in my plan, and wants to take it under his command... Now it seems that this The plan failed. 】

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The white-haired old general also stood up. This old man was already a little rich in stature, but his aura was still as strong as before when he was serious. His voice was loud and clear: "Professor Svitley has obviously obtained power beyond our imagination from the ruins—— In the past, he was a heart-light-level potion alchemist who was not good at fighting, but now, he can kill the 'Blood Armor Avender' who is known for his good fighting skills just by showing his head."

"From the current point of view, he will soon be able to break through the heart light level and reach the will of God... If he is not controlled, it will be the beginning of another major rebellion."

【Yeah. 】

This man couldn't deny it.

Now it can be seen clearly that this man's figure is thinner than that of the knight and the general. It can even be said that he is like a child.

But even so, his every word still possesses endless majesty, and the source energy moves with his thoughts, transforming into large complex and mysterious formations around the palace: [Don't worry...is it the power of ancient ruins? ? interesting. 】

Saying this, he slowly turned around.

He looked at his courtier. The man's eyes were originally indifferent, but now there was a hint of curiosity: "Is there anyone else who has obtained the power of the ruins like me?" 】

He doesn't look very old, even too young, only sixteen or seventeen years old at most, but his voice is calm and powerful, the voice of a mature man.

The corners of the blond boy's mouth curled up slightly, and in the center of his chest, a crystal that was shining with golden-red light could be seen.

The crystallization of the Holy Sun... the Holy Rock of Chuyao was embedded in his chest, like a heart, stirring endless source energy.

The surging vitality is like the brilliance of the sun, dazzling and blazing. In an instant, the top of the tower seems to light up with a second sun - even the distant Fort San Montacini can be clearly seen in the center of the mountains. On top of the tower, the brilliance is even more brilliant than the holy day in the sky.

The incredible heat spreads in all directions like a tsunami, igniting ionized sparks in the atmosphere, which is gorgeous and dazzling.

And this is just the aftermath of the boy's transformation and birth.

The gray-haired knight faced this corona-like impact indifferently. The invisible source energy offset all the heat, while the admiral took a step back slightly, as if he was unable to withstand the power of Shengyao Chuyan and the boy himself.

Sun Emperor, Asmodai XIII...

【record. 】

The young emperor said this, and his voice returned to its original tone, hoarse, indifferent and calm: [Enter his name in the Book of Burning Spirits. 】

[Designate him as...the second salary king. 】

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