Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 642 The Monarch's Sigh (End of Volume)

The small town of Xival is located in the southwest of the Faroland Kingdom.

This small town is located in the middle of several cities. The sky is hazy, and smoke rises above the town. There is a railway line dedicated to carrying goods in the west that passes through this area, bringing wealth to this dry port town.

In the early morning light, after eating the black bread in their hands, the workers in cheap suspenders got busy in the train station.

Inside the hotel, Alves opened the window, his shiny silver hair fluttering in the early morning breeze.

"Busy people, running around for life, even though life is hard, they still persist tenaciously.

Humble as a flower in mud and dust, it also has a delicate fragrance when it is in full bloom. "

He watched the pedestrians coming and going on the street, his dark eyes as deep as the night contained endless vicissitudes and very complicated emotions, as if he had read all the joys and sorrows of the world, and he had stood there all night.

'This is probably this era, the last peaceful years. '

There was a sigh of relief on that Fengshen's handsome face, and Grand Duke Alves of the Demon Clan sighed and sat in front of the counter.

He picked up a pen and resumed writing the letter he had written halfway through the night before.

... Ryan, remember?A month ago, we discussed the industrial revolution and the impact of steam force technology on the progress of human civilization.

You said that science and technology are the primary productive forces.

Undoubtedly, this is insightful insight... From this you can draw the conclusion──every time after the end of several shocks during the wave period, there is a planned destruction of human infrastructure, various factories, railways, telegraph lines, etc. The demon descendant of things is the enemy of civilization.

It's a pity, but I think your point is valid.

Although the demons can also create and have established a continental order (the second era), however, it has to be admitted that most of the demons carry tyrannical and bloodthirsty genes in their bones, and their nature tends to be chaotic and distorted...

Humans are different.

I have been in the Faroland Kingdom for thousands of years. Although I was asleep most of the time, I woke up a few times during the period and experienced the historical changes here.

I don't think human society is perfect. Sometimes, when people become ugly, even the devil is shocked by it.

However, people with complex and changeable human nature have more or less yearning for order and a better life in their hearts.

Some human beings also like violence and destruction, but more people are good at creating, keen to accumulate wealth, willing to establish order, and willing to build the world.

This is fundamentally different from the demons who are more keen on destroying and killing.

Having said that, I believe you already know that I am also a demon descendant.

My mother used to be a fourth-order extraordinary person. On a certain battlefield in the "Hundred Years Holy War" in the fourth era, she was captured by a demon duke and raped.

After escaping by chance, she unexpectedly found out that she was pregnant...

The probability of a human being mixed with a demon is extremely low, not even one in [-], and the baby is very easy to die.

Even though the child in her womb is the blood of sin, my mother still made a choice. In order to successfully give birth to me, she stole the corpses of some human superhumans who had just died on the battlefield, and chose to eat human flesh and blood... …

I was born, and my mother asked me to be a human being, and I said yes.

I have lived as a human being for more than 20 years, and those are the days I miss the most. Unfortunately, some accidents exposed my identity, and I had to join the demon camp.

Ryan, that's the end of my story.

After that, there is nothing to talk about, because I am not qualified to be friends with you anymore.

In the past 1000 years, I have never actively harmed any human beings.

However, I am going to do something next, which will harm tens of thousands of human beings, make them suffer from the pain of war, be displaced, and even have their families destroyed...

With me like this, I am no longer qualified to be friends with humans.

Now it’s time to tell you my real name──I’m Alvis Sidi Abruscato, a descendant of the demons, the Grand Duke of the Dark Hades, in charge of the famous gun "Original Darkness", and the demon camp calls me "Prince of the Abyss".

Ryan, I miss the days when I discussed various issues with you in letters.

I think you and I have similar qualities──We are all wanderers in this world, dandelions in the wind, a little out of place with everything around us.

However, when you receive this letter, our friendship will come to an end.

Ren, next time we meet, we will be enemies.

──Alves, written on the 2th of the Moon of Sprouts (February), in the small town of Xival on the southwestern border of the Faroland Kingdom.

……

After writing this letter, the silver-haired and black-eyed Grand Duke Alves was a little lost. After a while, he said calmly:

"come in."

At this time, with a creak, a beautiful woman pushed the door open and entered.

She was wearing an elegant black veil-like skirt, her red lips were sexy and seductive, revealing her snow-white and moist delicate thighs, and even under the black veil, her tall chest was faintly visible.

Princess Ariel reached out to take the letter. Her right arm had grown back, but her breath was still a little sluggish.

"This……"

The content of the letter was presented in front of her eyes, she opened her mouth slightly, and couldn't help but widen her watery and beautiful eyes.

"How about it, Your Royal Highness, are you satisfied? I have no chance of being a villain, so you won't act on your own again, will you?" Grand Duke Alves said lightly.

"This... dare not, Your Highness, I offended you!" Princess Ariel lowered her head slightly, with cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.

It is very dangerous to suspect a dark prince of betraying the demons, and her actions against Rennes during this period are also forcing Grand Duke Alves to a certain extent, so that he has to separate himself from Rennes earlier.

"After sealing it, send it over, that's it." Alves' expression remained calm.

"Yes!"

Princess Ariel bowed slightly, folded the broken letter, exited the room, and walked towards the town post office.

A day later, a month of dark and windy nights.

Boom...boom!

The ground shook, and the violent explosion woke up the residents of the small town.

In the train station on the side of the town, a raging fire suddenly ignited, black smoke billowed, and scarlet blood flames like red lotuses engulfed the rails, fences, and platforms like waves... Destroying everything in the station!
After doing all this, Blood Duke Tess smiled coldly, and put away the great sword lingering in blood flames in his hand.

swoosh~
Spreading those dark red bat wings, he turned into a streak of blood and escaped into the vast night to the west before the people from the seventh game arrived.

"Ah! The train station... the train station has been destroyed!" Some residents were dumbfounded.

"No, no, how could this be? Come put out the fire! Put out the fire!!"

The workers who unload goods for a living are even more desperate.

"It's over, we're over, the railway tracks and even the roads in this area have been destroyed! We're over..." Some businessmen were also devastated and cut off their money.

Looking at the train station engulfed by the fire, many residents cried.

As a dry port town that has gradually prospered with the popularity of steam trains, this place is no worse than some small cities. Unfortunately, this kind of prosperity has only been in a short period of ten years.

Destruction is always easier than construction. This time, most of the efforts of the town's generation have been in vain.

As for rebuilding?

Not to mention how much manpower and material resources are needed, the residents of the town are not stupid. It is impossible to carry out this kind of construction when the tide comes. It is good that human beings can keep civilization and not retreat.

On the hillside, a group of black shadows stood, and the Blood Duke Tess had returned.

Looking at the ruined train station in the distance, with flames and black smoke, Ariel had a sneer on the corner of her mouth. Hearing people's cries, a cruel smile appeared on the face of the werewolf Duke Gustav.

These three are the best among the Dukes of Darkness, and they have met each other in Wilton City and Rennes.

But at this time, among this group of demon descendants, the three of them are just subordinates.

Among the two leaders, on the left is a graceful blood woman.

With smooth black hair loose, "Crimson Grand Duke" Terena Nicole wore a tight black leather jacket embroidered with rose patterns, highlighting her thrilling and sexy body curves.

On the right, a trace of unbearable flashed in the eyes of Grand Duke Alves, he suppressed his disgust towards this behavior, and said slowly:

"Let's go, let's leave Farolan immediately, bypass the plain, and go to Ghost Valley!"

Many demons nodded without any objection.

In the next two days, this group of demons with the top-secret mission of "Dark Temple" bypassed the undercurrent of the Pugani Plain and left Farolan from the dense forest on the mountain road in the southwest.

Finally, they entered the Kingdom of Casevia in the south.

.........

May 2th, night.

Ackerman's villa was still quiet, and more than a dozen employees of Thorn Security Company were patrolling with original force guns, keeping an eye out for any signs of trouble.

"Alves, the Grand Duke of the Demon Race, the famous gun "Primary Darkness"?"

In the brightly lit living room, Ren, who had just finished a day of practice, put down the letter in his hand, his face was ugly.

Who would have thought that a pen pal who usually only communicates with letters, without any interest relationship or love-hate entanglement, but with the simplest and purest friendship, would have such an identity?
"Ren, are you okay?"

On the side, Arturia asked a little worried.

The aura on the girl's body was much deeper. After absorbing five top-quality neutral force crystals during this period, she had broken through to level 17.

In the field of vision of Rennes "Eye of Delusion", her whole body almost turned into a ball of torch, the hot golden flame was dazzling, dangerous and beautiful.

"It's okay, I will treat this friend as dead."

Ren's face was expressionless, the fire suddenly flashed, and the dark blue flames spewed out from his palm, and the spreading and dancing flames burned the letter to ashes.

The next time we meet, we will be enemies. The boat of friendship has capsized.

Artoria was silent for a while, she knew that he was in a bad mood at the moment, so she said after deliberation:

"Don't we need to notify the 7th game? The Grand Duke of the Demon Race seems to be doing something dangerous."

"I will notify the seventh inning, but don't get your hopes up, it's too late."

Ren sighed, feeling somewhat dispirited.

He once really regarded the other party as a friend, and it turned out... and no matter what that guy Alves planned to do, it was too late to stop him now.

.........

The south of Faroland has already left the territory of the kingdom.

The vegetation outside the Ghost Valley is dense, and the deepest part is shadowed in the clouds and mist. In this valley, which is a forbidden area most of the time, many strong demons have gathered.

The first row of more than a dozen demons had different shapes, and most of the clothes on their bodies were classic and exquisite, but from head to toe, almost every detail was groomed to perfection.

Even a button on the cuff of the clothes is a fine product.

These demon descendants are at least all Dukes of Darkness, and there are even two Dukes of Darkness among them.

There are different badges shining on their chest necklines. Looking around, you can see a blood-colored moon, a ring made of ancient snakes, a purple-black castle amidst thorns, a crown made of burning white flames, a finger bone... many ancient and powerful... The most famous demon clans are all listed, among which the most powerful ones belong to the demon clan.

There was silence in the valley, only the sound of the wind flowing.

With so many big figures of demon origin gathered in one place, no one made a sound, and they all stood quietly, waiting for something.

The silence was finally broken by footsteps from far and near.

Two figures appeared at the mouth of the valley, a man and a woman, they walked towards the center of the valley with constant steps.

As soon as these two figures appeared, the atmosphere in the valley suddenly changed.

"Here we come, His Royal Highness Terena, the Crimson Grand Duke of the Blood Race, and His Royal Highness Alves, the Abyss Prince of the Demon Race!"

Many powerful demon descendants bowed to the two of them.

Even the two dark princes nodded slightly first to show their respect.

The two demons made no secret of their strength at this moment. The blood energy on "Crimson Grand Duke" Terena's body was surging like a mighty river, sometimes turning into a blood moon, sometimes turning into many rose petals. Around "Prince of the Abyss" Alves The mana energy even formed a terrifying vortex like a black sun.

The power of the two demons was pure and terrifying, and the surrounding space was slightly distorted, making their images blurred and making it difficult to see their faces clearly.

If Ren was here, he would be able to find out by throwing a "level detection". Both Grand Duke Alves and "Crimson Grand Duke" Terena were level 25, standing at the pinnacle of the Dark Duke.

At this time, all the demon descendants, including the two dark princes who had been guarding here, retreated one after another, giving way to the road leading to the center of the valley.

There was only one old duke with an old face, the demon lineage, and the soul fire clan who came out more and more.

"His Royal Highness Alves of the Dark Hades, and His Royal Highness Terena of the Blood Race, please follow me. The summoning ceremony is ready."

Alves nodded, and followed the old prince to the center of the valley with his companion Terena.

At the deepest point, in the air, there was a turbulent dark vortex, and below it was a white hexagonal altar.

"The two of you are invited to preside over the ceremony!"

After arriving here, the old prince of the Demon Race bowed and retreated.

Alves and Scarlet Grand Duke Terena looked at each other and hesitated for a moment.

"Do it, Alves, if you don't want to be expelled from the demon camp."

The maid of the dark lord "Blood Queen"—Terena's voice is indescribably sweet, and it seems to be able to draw the blood in people's bodies.

Alves sighed, and a white jade pendant appeared in his hand.

The jade pendant was engraved with beautiful flame patterns, and he threw it lightly, and it floated onto the white hexagonal altar.

At the same time, he grasped a gun that was as dark as an abyss and had a vague outline. For a moment, it seemed that even the light was swallowed up, and the world was darkened.

Next to it, a smear of scarlet blood appeared at the same time, so bright red, so red that it seemed to stain the mountains and rivers with blood, Terena held the famous gun──"Blood Elegy"!
rumbling~
At this time, huge and incomparably dark energy formed dense veins, converging like a river from hundreds of underground nodes in Faroran.

"Light dies forever, darkness lives forever!"

These huge dark energies were first transmitted to the many strong demons outside the valley. They roared, then controlled them, and projected them towards the hexagonal altar!
After absorbing a large amount of dark force, the surface of the white altar was covered with dense rune luster, and a chain of laws was extended to penetrate into the black hole-like vortex above the white altar.

Gradually, the vortex dissipated, and a portal filled with brilliance was outlined.

Behind the portal, majestic high mountains, winding rivers, steep canyons, empty deserts, lush plains and other scenes can be seen faintly.

It's like a small world inside.

There is not only the Dark Lord sleeping there, but also many strong demons, as well as more soldiers and cannon fodder. This is also the capital for the demons to compete with humans!

"Do it, blast open the door of the world!"

Before the altar, Alves and "Crimson Grand Duke" Terena looked at each other, pushing their strength to the limit.

Their guns aimed at the portal on the hexagonal altar intertwined with countless light rains, and activated the famous guns at the same time!
Boom—boom! !

"Primary Darkness" and "Blood Elegy" roared at the same time, a jet-black beam of light that devoured the sky and earth, dimming everything, and a crimson beam of blood that soared into the sky, instantly merging into black and red. The two-color spiral light stream instantly bombarded the gate!

The two famous guns showed their power, and the black sun and blood moon were shining together. After a loud noise like the opening of the world, the door of the world was blasted open, and the two demons immediately jumped in.

There is no sky, no earth, and there is endless darkness up and down, left and right, and in all directions.

In this space, those black clouds floating around like mist are actually the dark force that is so thick as to be real.

More than a dozen chains protruded from nothingness, hung on an ancient coffin, and suspended in the air. The chains and the coffin were made of the same material, with wood grain, but exuded a metallic luster, revealing the breath of a long time. Black ancient runes appear and disappear.

This is the passage connecting the small world of the secret realm with the outside world, the most critical location, and also the sleeping place of the monarch.

After flying to the bottom of this ancient coffin, Alves and Terena put their hands on their chests and bowed to salute, showing enough respect and humility.

"Great Lord of the Soul and Fire Clan, I'm sorry to disturb your long sleep, but now, the council needs your strength."

After saying this, Alves took a step back, stood still and waited patiently.

A moment later, endless coercion suddenly emanated from the coffin, and the space distorted, as if the whole world had woken up, looking down at the two humble lives below.

Alves stood still on the spot, bowed slightly, and the light of a black sun behind him was erratic, preventing him from kneeling.

On the side, covered by the brilliance of the blood moon, Terena's face became even paler.

"The sacrifice is not enough, the body cannot wake up."

An indifferent and hoarse voice sounded from the ancient coffin, causing the entire space to tremble.

This is not the voice of a real monarch, but a strand of will.

"Your Majesty Samuel, wait a moment."

Alves and Terena retreated and turned into two beams of light. The magic power and blood energy on their bodies opened up the space, allowing the dark force accumulated on the external altar to pour in.

click~

In the space, all the chains began to vibrate, and the ancient chains wrapped around the surface of the coffin slowly broke and fell.

But the speed is a bit slow.

"How long will it take?" Terena said with a pale face supporting the open space, this kind of work is not easy.

"It will probably take more than a month, thanks to the second shock, otherwise it will take at least three or four months."

Supporting the space channel, Alves also said with some difficulty.

Time passed quietly, and slowly arrived on the 3th of the month of reclamation (March).

buzz~

There was a sudden tremor in the space tunnel, and the huge coffin lid slowly floated into the air. Endless black mist poured out from the coffin, falling down like a waterfall, and finally disappeared completely in the deep darkness below.

From the surging black tide, stretched out a slender, pale hand.

The palm lingering with the power as deep as the night is extremely white, and what is even more dazzling is that there is a strange milky white flame burning on the palm.

This palm grabbed the edge of the copper coffin, and slowly, an indescribable man sat up from the darkness.

At this moment, in the entire small world of the inner secret realm, and nearly half of the Saigon mainland outside, countless demon descendants, especially the demon clan, were inexplicably throbbing.

That comes from the deepest part of the blood, deep in the imprint of life and the depths of the soul, the fear of the source of darkness.

"Hey, is it another era?"

On the Saigon Continent, those strong men who really stand on top of all living beings, no matter which camp they are in, demons, humans, aliens, elves... all heard a soft and distant sigh, as if it came from ancient times.

This is a dark lord, announcing his return.

.........

The Norcman Empire, in the royal garden.

The Sky Sword Master, who was trimming flowers and cutting grass, paused, and a fierce aura suddenly rose into the sky. In the sky above the imperial capital, thunder suddenly broke out on a clear day, and the sound spread for hundreds of miles.

The sword master of the sky put his fingers together and slashed lightly. A beam of brilliant sword light gathered out of thin air and leaped upwards, splitting the sea of ​​clouds within dozens of miles into two!
"Teacher, what's the matter?" Keisha asked in surprise,

Then, the Valkyrie heard a familiar sigh, her body trembled suddenly, her crimson pupils flushed with blood, and a woman's phantom could be vaguely seen behind her.

Immediately, the entire garden began to turn red, as if a blood tide had risen, and everything was slowly stained with a layer of blood.

"Alas, troubled autumn."

The Sword Master of the Sky shook his head, and with a light tap of his finger, he crushed the vague woman's shadow on Kaisha's body.

Queen Audrey, for now, it's not time for you to wake up.

……

St. Joan's Empire, Emerald Cathedral.

Da da da, resplendent and magnificent, there was a burst of rhythmic footsteps in the empty Great Temple.

Gonzalez, the head of the Knights Templar, held the Holy Spear Ridigal and wore white leather armor. Like a god of war, he walked alone into a certain hall.

"Your Highness, there is a change, please give instructions."

With an anxious face on his face, he knelt down on one knee and looked up at the old man with his eyes closed on the white jade seat in the center of the hall.

The white-haired old Pope opened his eyes, and his eyes were a little cloudy, but his voice was very soft and clear:

"The pale fire that burns the soul is Samuel. The church has studied his power, so there is the heart-burning flame (the successor of this generation is "Holy White Sword" Michel)... It doesn't matter, although Very strong, but not an unknown enemy, just continue to select saintesses."

"understand!"

Gonzalez calmed down a bit and stepped back slowly.

.........

Farolan, Ackerman Villa in Melova City.

The restored basement was dimly lit, the deepest and strongest training room, the door had been closed, Ren and Artoria were sitting opposite each other on the ground.

"Girl, did you hear that? That sigh."

Ren said with a serious face.

At this time, the breath on his body is almost non-existent, perfectly introverted. Although he has not upgraded during this period of time, his acupoints and physical body have been polished to be almost round and flawless.

"Well, it's really scary. I wanted to listen carefully, but as soon as I went deep, I felt a little tingling in my spiritual power, as if my soul was being burned. The body of the Dark Lord is too powerful, and that kind of vastness and depth is as deep as a face. It feels like the whole sky, which is very uncomfortable.”

The girl's eyes trembled a little, and she clenched her fists.

She remembered the last time, a projection of the Nightmare Lord crushed the two of them.

"Yeah, this world is more dangerous. Although we are not weak anymore, we are still vulnerable to real bosses. Fortunately, we also have cards."

Ren thought of "pen pal" Alves, this incident was definitely related to him, he was a terrible enemy.

At the very least, he is no match for the dark Grand Duke Alves in charge of the famous gun "Primary Darkness".

"Well, it's about to start." Artoria smiled slightly, "With the help of knowledge, power systems, and time differences in different worlds, we can grow rapidly."

"Yeah, with the spring breeze blowing and the drums beating, no one is afraid of anyone in this world! In troubled times, it's always you who sings and I come on stage when you pretend to be coercive... When you come back, you must give the ghouls a f*cking blow." a surprise!"

Ren said through gritted teeth.

Thinking of this period of time, he was aggrieved by being constantly ridiculed by Earl Anger and others as a shrinking turtle, not even daring to go out of the villa door, and he was suffocating in anger.

The son of a bitch, Duke Marcus, for turning it against him, he'll have to have his ashes thrown away when he gets back.

At this moment, the two heard the system beep.

"The remaining time to open the dungeon mission──00:00, please prepare for the patrons."

Ren and Artoria looked at each other and smiled slightly. Finally, a new adventure was about to begin.

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(PS: Volume VI "The Monarch's Sigh", the end)

(End of this chapter)