Pandimaninan –

It is the lost name of a city that has been swallowed up by the deepest night.

In the inscription, it was once a city full of flowers, where goods from the four realms and even the four realms were overflowing, thousands of business travelers stayed here, and the well-developed transportation network connected the entire territory of order, whether it was a merchant who pursued money, or a young man who pursued his dreams, or a traveler who longed to see the vast world of the world, or even a scholar who hoped for social change - here, you can find everyone you can imagine- Those who live in Pandimaninan have reason to believe that there is no more prosperous city in the entire territory of the Order.

Not in the holy capital of Hammurabi, and not in the royal capital of Prometheus!

Is this arrogance?

Perhaps...... But the inhabitants living in Pandimaninan have reasons for arrogance.

Thus, arrogance begets greed, and greed begets destruction.

Materialistic desires, drunk with gold -

If Pandimaninan is compared to a person, then the constant flow of capital is its blood, and in this golden and bright blood, the endless greed and lust (crab) desire grows and precipitates, and finally the whole city, and everyone in it, is dyed black.

The factory owners exploit the workers with impunity, the farmers squeeze the peasants without mercy, the businessmen who have no conscience or bottom line make prices soar in the midst of the staggered bargaining, the wallets of the poor people that have only been puffed up for years are empty again by the scissors, and outside the bright and warm banquet halls of the glorious, those who have lost everything by exploitation, oppression, and injustice can only press their shriveled stomachs, and swallow their last breath in hunger, coldness and despair.

Bitterness, resentment, reluctance......

Beneath the surface of prosperity, sins accumulate and one day.

Mammon was born.

- Born from the sins of mankind.

The Demon King, born of the sinful nature of man, did not initially possess great power, did not possess a physical form, and even a three-year-old child could refuse its temptation if he was truly rational and would not be bewitched by the voice in his head.

Yet it was it, the one that could only break at the hands of a human child, that plunged the entire region of Pandimaninan into chaos in just three months.

Husbands kill their wives, children kill their fathers, mothers kill their children, heirs fight each other for their meager inheritances until they come out victorious, and black-hearted merchants sow too much hormones into the land for a small profit, leaving vast tracts of land barren.

As a result, the seeds of doubt, the seeds of strife, and the seeds of killing were all planted, and they were crowded out of the ground like bamboo shoots in spring.

The law has lost its justice and authority under the erosion of interests, and order has been wiped out along with the decline of morality, and Pandimaninan, an ancient city that has been completely reduced to a seedbed of chaos for months, where untold evil grows, and the never-ending and unknowing, uncontrollable greed has turned all those who live here into monsters with human skins, even the glorious descendants of the blood of order, who have not been spared by the corruption of money and power.

Read it as a human being, write as hell.

The greedy people, whose minds are dominated by desire, have forgotten what reverence is and what is the price, and at the instigation of the cultists, they have made a deal with the devil.

Eternal life.

Mortals have made the most greedy and blasphemous wishes.

At this point, the contract is concluded.

Eternal life is a taboo that human beings can never touch, and the only thing that can be paid for is eternal life or ...... of equal value Eternal rest.

Monsters that lurk in people's hearts, sacrificed by hundreds of thousands of humans, at least former humans, and then set their flesh on fire, devouring their souls, and finally manifesting themselves in the world of order.

A body that is indistinguishable from the human category.

There are tens of thousands of souls in it, who will never be satisfied.

With the birth of the Southern Demon King, the Demon King of the Quartet was divided in chaos, and the great turmoil known as the Demon Rebellion became a wound that could not be erased for several eras.

"Basically, that's what the stele says. This is not something to be hidden, Amy shared the content of the interpretation with her friends, "If we guess wrong, these steles should have been erected by later generations, and were written by scholars from King Solomon's time. ”

King Solomon, the king of mankind 1,400 years ago, was known for his wisdom.

During his reign, he not only completely ended the turmoil of three hundred years before and after, but also greatly promoted the development of alchemy, put forward the famous "elemental theory", until the year before the darkness came, there were still many alchemists respected him as the king of wisdom, the king of sages, and one of the most prestigious kings in the era of the ancient kings.

"That's ......" It's just that Regana and Aina's reaction was beyond his expectations, the two had never heard of the name at all, and their faces were full of confusion, "Who?"

It seems that the Correctional Institute for the Cultivation of Sword Bearers is not concerned with the education of culture and history.

Amy realized the problem and did not explain it in detail, but said: "One of the kings of mankind, active, about 1,400 years ago, it is certain that this city is Pandimanian, an ancient city that was destroyed by demons as early as the time of the ancient kings. ”

"Do you know where you are?" Aina asked, "How far is it from Canaan?"

The young Glory Man did not speak, but spread his hands.

"It would be nice if you could determine the distance," Regana shook her head, and it could be seen that she was not in a good mood - after all, no matter who it was, it would not feel good when it was known that the enemy she was about to challenge was an existence like a natural disaster, "There is no ...... for a monster of this level to win"

The voice came to an abrupt end, and this kind of frustrating speech is a "forbidden sentence" that must never be said at any time.

"It's really quite a troublesome existence," the young man echoed, "According to the inscription, there are two abilities that can be determined that this Demon King possesses, hmm...... There are at least two. ”

He paused.

"One is the ability to confuse people's hearts, which can magnify the greedy part of the human heart and make people lose self-control to a certain extent, and the other is the super-high immortality, because there are tens of thousands of souls that are forever restless and never satisfied, so unless we kill it tens of thousands of times, unless we exhaust its soul, what we destroy is only its material carrier, and we can't really kill it at all. ”

"For it, death is never the end, but a sleep that is not too long. ”

"Perhaps it was for this reason that King Solomon chose to seal it - but if the great seal under our feet was really the work of the wise king, it would be good news, because ...... With that person's wisdom, it is very likely that he will leave a back hand in the seal. ”

"Sounds like a great guy. Aina sighed heartily.

Isn't it powerful, the king who ended the turmoil and the troubled times, the period of his reign can basically be regarded as the highest peak of the pre-ancient kings' era, although the later generations have made some new changes, but there has been no qualitative change.

Although the invention and application of the steam engine once made the times appear the spark of change, but unfortunately, under the erosion of the deepest night and the mutation of the law, the new era that was still in its infancy had not had time to take root and sprout, and it came to a destined end.

Although steam energy is still used in many places, and although the technology is more mature than a thousand years ago, it has not been put into the civilian field for the sake of stability and safety, nor has it been widely promoted.

This has to be said to be a death of the times.

The dawn of steam has just dawned, and eternal darkness has already fallen.

But that's not something you can talk to them about.

There is no need to show off the knowledge that these sword-wielders don't usually have access to.

Amy Ulysses restrained her thoughts, and did not continue to discuss King Solomon, but just looked at Regana: "In terms of Mammon's ability characteristics, I don't think group combat will be a good choice. ”

"Indeed," Regana nodded, "the more people who go to war directly, the greater the variables, and the easier it is to get out of our own people." ”

After thinking about it carefully, she looked at the Glory One on the side, "Do you have any suggestions?"

The boy shook his head.

"Let's take a long-term view of this matter. He said, the expression on his face tense, and then he pulled out the broad-bladed sword from behind him, "Be careful—"

Almost at the same time as the sound of the reminder fell, the Dark Mist was torn apart by a large, twisted, swollen, vesicular hand, followed by a shriveled face that barely made out what had once belonged to a human.

Then, the hand of mutation collided with the sword of steel.

- A brief stalemate.

was cut open.

Like cutting through solid wood with a utility knife, the process is dry and astringent, and it doesn't completely cut off the large hand that can be considered the main weapon.

For the glorious ones have retreated.

Don't advance, retreat.

Then, a pale green, corrosive gas swelled violently along the escaping blood.

Just from the ground that was still "sizzling", the young Glory One had no doubt that if the human flesh and mortal fetus came into contact with this thing, I am afraid that even the Glory One would be swallowed up directly.

It's dangerous.

Amy carefully examined the monster in front of her, as well as its distinctly misshapen arm.

"The wound is healing. ”

At a speed visible to the naked eye, almost at the same time as he observed, the deep bone-visible wound on the arm completely disappeared without a trace in the wriggling and tumbling of the muscles.

With a thunderous roar, the second round of battles will start again!