For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King

   Chapter 108 Transformation and Awakening

"why?"

   Coles frowned upon hearing this, as if he didn't understand the other party's question, but soon his brows stretched out again.

   "I almost forgot, your personality is shaped by me based on the character of the presiding judge. As far as his character is concerned, it may be impossible to understand what a normal person like me thinks."

   He said and waved his hand, and the "pseudo-rabbis" who were kneeling around him fell down like stalks that lost their vitality.

   An invisible force appeared with his movements, and that force guided a strong curse to emerge from the corpses of the arakkoa, and finally converged into an ever-changing illusory humanoid.

"Our Lord Judge has always had a strange perception. He always believed that everyone gathered around him because they agreed with his ideas, not because of his strength. That's why he was in front of everyone. The people will hang the king involved in the worship of the moon, while promising that the watcher of the end will never get involved in politics; while investing a lot of resources to rebuild the mage guild that was severely damaged by the invasion of the moon, while running all magic The principle is simplified and made public, in order to dig out the foundation on which the Master's Guild lives."

  Coles said, the phantom that gathered the curse floated to his side, and then overlapped with his body.

"For example, the prototype astral circuit of the law of the stars was an idea he proposed with a few friends back then, and then he turned around and handed it over to the world's most unlikely to promote it, the Mage Guild. , and asked them to complete this concept in the future."

  Coles said, and he laughed out loud because the other party thought that he was acting like a child.

   At the same time, the phantom of the curse began to continuously penetrate into Coles' body, causing the cracks on his body to continue to spread and deepen.

   "I don't know how many of these contradictory things he has done, but it is amazing that most of the things have been done by him. Do you want to guess what is the reason behind this?"

  Coles stopped smiling and asked.

  Crowfeather Prophet shook his head.

   "Simple because of power."

   Coles answered devoutly like a believer.

   When he said these words, the scene of his first meeting with the presiding judge naturally appeared in his mind.

   At that time, he was besieged by the elite enforcer team of the Holy Spirit Church, and was dying from the enemy.

   At this time, a pillar of fire that shot up to the sky directly turned those people into ashes. And under the light of that flame, William Kane, dressed in gorgeous armor, looked down at himself on a soul horse full of ghostly flames. Behind him, a few people, whom he will call his companions in the future, are chasing and killing the slippery fish of the church.

   After that, they talked and laughed, and they never worried about the possible revenge of the behemoth Church of the Holy Spirit in the future.

   In fact, the Holy Spirit Church did not dare to come to them to trouble them later.

"He dared to hang the king in public without fear of retribution from the royal family, because he had the ability to kill the entire mage hall by himself. He could force the mage union to disclose all his academic books to the public library. Everyone borrows it because without him, the entire Mage Guild would cease to exist."

   Coles looked at Crowfeather Prophet with a blank expression on his face, and said to himself regardless of whether the other party could understand him or not.

   It sounds like the cracking sound of tooth sour is constantly coming from Coles' body, as if he will be turned into a piece of debris in the next second.

   But Coles himself didn't care, he let those cracks deepen and spread in his body, and continued without changing his expression:

"From this point of view, our chief judge is actually not much different from those nihilistic kings from the moon realm. They are all according to their own ideas and their own power to forcibly alter the order of the whole world. Perhaps the biggest The difference is that the former cares more about the process, while the latter cares more about the result.”

   Crowfeather Prophet said with difficulty:

   "But it can't be the reason why you turned your back on the presiding judge and chose to help Moon Realm..."

   There was a loud "click", and because he couldn't bear the powerful curse, Coles' body really shattered into pieces and scattered on the ground.

   But above the pile of debris, a jet-black man with broken wings curled up like a baby and floated in mid-air, then it slowly stretched out its body, and its feet fell back to the ground of the reef.

  Two beams of white light flashed, and it opened its eyes, which were filled with the threads of fate.

   The body of this human figure kept gushing out and dissipating, and a pale cyclone was always swirling around it.

  It raised its hand slightly, and the soul fragment placed on the ancient throne full of barnacles flew over, and was then incorporated into its body.

   After doing all this, the pitch-black humanoid said:

"Am I not clear enough? In my opinion, there is no difference in their essence whether it is a judge or a nihilistic king. They are all using absolute power to transform the world according to their ideal direction. Since everyone feels that their ideas are correct, the ultimate victory will only depend on which side is stronger."

   And obviously, the stronger will be the lunar realm that has been nourished by the catastrophes of this world for hundreds of years.

   Having said this, Coles sighed:

"To be honest, I really didn't expect the presiding judge to come back after this thousand years, but now it's too late. I admit that his power is still very strong, and it may be regarded as a thousand years ago in this world. The one with the upper hand. But today, he may not be able to recover even in the home field of this world. So instead of letting his futile attempts to drag the whole world into the abyss, let me light a light for the mortals of the future. A beacon of hope."

   To use Blackwater Province as a reserve after the fusion of future planes, this is the only condition that Coles put forward to the four Void Kings who supported him.

   This can be used as a source of power for his future symbolic realm, and it is also the best condition he can negotiate for the mortals of this continent.

The    voice fell, and the broken black wings behind Coles spread out violently, and the pitch black all over his body gradually condensed into a set of thick armor. At the same time, his face returned to the appearance of a thousand years.

   At this moment, he has completely completed his transformation from a mortal thing to a lunar existence.

  Under the blessing of the four Void Kings, under the support of the space that accommodates the soul fragments of the father of crows, and under the nourishment of the cursed power of those crows. He finally broke free from the shackles of the rules of this world, and completely turned into a high-level Moon Realm existence.

  Crowfeather Prophet just wanted to say something, when Coles raised his hand, a shadow instantly wrapped him into a black cocoon in the shape of an egg.

"not enough…"

   Feeling his own power, Coles looked at his hand and murmured.

"just began…"

After   , he turned into a black light and disappeared on the reef.

  The black cocoon quietly floated on the reef. After a long time, the black cocoon quietly cracked open, and the darkness gushing out of it silently engulfed the entire reef, and a spherical calm void appeared in the entire sea.

   It looks like a black hole has been dug out of a blue postcard.

   At the same time, in the White House, which is thousands of miles away from this broken sea reef, a woman screamed and woke up from a nightmare.

   The woman who held the highest power in the empire breathed for a long time before she completely calmed down. She reached out and turned on the magic crystal lamp on the bedside table, wiped the sweat on her forehead, and was stunned for a while before she said to herself:

   "Don't give that Crow Feather to the other party? Why?"

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   It took time to do nucleic acid work this afternoon. Coupled with Calvin, I was going to ask for a day off, but in the end I still managed to finish it _(:зゝ∠)_

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   (end of this chapter)