Chapter 3: Twist (4)
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“This is the complete form of the Demon Race! You bunch of useless fools!”
As soon as the words left her mouth, Lilith’s flesh wings flared out to the sides, flamboyant and graceful, as if she was always meant to look this way.
Everyone was left dumbfounded.
What on earth did she mean?
Lilith sneered, “Just a bunch of ignorant peasants trapped in the thoughts of the descendants of the Four Warriors.
Do you even know how brilliant the culture of the Demon Race was four thousand years ago? Almost every noble with a coat of arms had their own unique secret techniques.
That era was truly a blooming garden of talents, with flowers competing to outshine each other.
If things had continued down that path, the Demon Race would have produced several great figures capable of changing the entire era.
This undoubtedly drew the attention of the gods, who didn’t want anyone on the continent that they couldn’t control…”
Lin Nan had no intention of interrupting Lilith’s narration.
She too wanted to learn what had happened four thousand years ago on the Demon Race mainland, after all, Frost North Snow’s memories were always fragmented, leaving her in the dark about the bigger picture.
“The Four Warriors back in the day—Armored Warrior Cliff, Mage Valentine, Assassin Hardy, and Harpist Casey—could only be considered mid-tier characters compared to the top-notch shining figures.
To seek a breakthrough, the Four Warriors set off on an expedition to the East.
And that’s when the gods intervened.
The Goddess of Destiny, as the representative of the gods, first lured the Four Warriors and company into the Sky Tower, and then showed up at just the right moment to appear as their savior.
Then, the goddess bestowed immense power upon the Four Warriors and gave them their task upon returning to the mainland.
Can you guess what it was?”
Lilith paused, her crimson eyes filled with sarcasm.
“Annihilate all nobility except for the Four Warriors! Only they have the right to inherit the legacy of the Demon Race; everyone else is just ants!
Upon their return to the Empire, the Four Warriors used their immense power to carry out a massive cleansing of the entire Demon Race mainland.
Almost all the nobility perished at their hands.
The Empire was built on the bl**d of countless innocent people, established on the foundation of the Demon Race’s future being entirely crushed.
This is what you call the founders, hehe. In reality, they were the greatest villains who destroyed the foundation of the Demon Race!”
Lin Nan’s expression remained unchanged.
What Lilith said didn’t deviate much from her own memories.
Back then, Frost North Snow took various suppression measures against the Three Races, whose development speed was already exceeding expectations.
First, they severed the Human Race’s concept of a homeland, rendering them reliant on various Immortal Gates, each fighting its own battle like a shambles.
Then, they abolished the written language of the Monster Race, preventing them from passing down knowledge. Every generation, except for those with extraordinary intellect, became utterly ignorant.
Finally, they choked the blossoming progress of the Demon Race, allowing only those with noble bl**d to inherit and practice high-level professions.
With these three strategies, for thousands of years, the Three Races never produced a single figure capable of threatening the gods’ rule.
I must say, Frost North Snow’s actions back then were quite effective.
Lilith’s expression was filled with sorrow.
“For thousands of years, the people of the Demon Race have been kept in the dark by the descendants of the Four Warriors, and instead, they’ve treated the usurpers as heroes, allowing shameful traitors to climb to the heights of the Empire’s rule.
You all need to wake up.
The so-called faith in the gods’ sects is merely a tool used by the Four Warriors to strengthen their rule.
The Church of Light is just a method for the Emperor to extract your faith power.
Only by completely exterminating all nobility can our Empire hope to regain the glory of yesteryear!”
After her speech, the Imperial Capital fell into silence.
How could people possibly accept such an outlandish theory that overturned their established beliefs in such a short time?
Adding to the chaos, the devout followers of the Church of Light began shouting, labeling Lilith as a devilish seducer. So truly, only two or three out of ten could actually process what she was saying.
Lin Nan remarked, “Nobility has at least toiled on this land for nearly four thousand years. If one could change such views overnight, perhaps there wouldn’t be so many conflicts and misunderstandings in the world.”
Lilith smiled wryly, “I was too impatient.
It seems I can only defeat you in front of them, surround the entire Imperial Capital with fear, and maybe then, these guys will consider surrendering.”
“Of course, every ruler who overthrows an old regime has that right.
But I’m afraid I don’t have the time to indulge you; I prefer decisive victories,” Lin Nan said coolly.
“Likewise, that’s what I’m hoping for!” Lilith exclaimed.
Under the gaze of the crowd, Lilith suddenly soared into the sky. With her flesh wings, she looked like a bird that had been soaring through the air for ages; whatever pose she struck, it was effortless. Soon, she dove straight down toward the seemingly bulky harp.
Lin Nan elegantly rose to her feet, floating in mid-air.
Just as Lilith was about to collide with her, an array of short harp strings appeared between Lin Nan’s left fingers along with the disappearance of the large harp.
The fast-paced notes rang out in a succession, like water droplets continuously falling onto a tranquil cold spring.
Lilith twisted her body repeatedly, impossibly dodging several lethal sound waves before her sword landed heavily against Lin Nan.
“Crash!”
Lin Nan’s body burst apart.
Lilith peered closely, only to see mounds of ice and snow scattered everywhere.
Lin Nan reemerged on the other side, casting a cold glance at her. “I am a Messenger; fate is merely my servant. You can’t k*ll me.”
“Impossible!”
Even though Lilith’s physique was three times that of a normal person, it didn’t lessen her agility.
On the contrary, the essence of the assassin class was demonstrated vividly in her hands.
Even Lin Nan found herself forced to constantly move, tempted several times to unleash the Black Wind Sword.
Lilith’s fierceness indeed exceeded her expectations; if Lin Nan didn’t fight with her full strength as the Cold Moon Witch, there was no way she could defeat Lilith, who was practically a giant now.
“Clang!”
Lilith’s short blade sliced through several harp strings Lin Nan had set up in front of her.
She could sense that with her high-frequency attacks, her opponent had no chance to counter, forced to defend frantically with lightning-fast reactions.
Perhaps she really could successfully k*ll her, leading to the annihilation of the royal family and steering the Demon Race back onto what she deemed the correct path.
“Clang clang clang!”
Another series of piercing clashes rang out.
Janet bit her teeth tightly; even as her front clothing was torn apart in battle, revealing a glimpse of her, she couldn’t shift her focus.
Yes, if even the Lord Messenger couldn’t compete, the entire Imperial Capital would surely be devoured by the army of monsters.
d*mn!
The onlookers were also on edge, gasping with every motion of the two.
Lord Messenger, you must hold on!
If that madwoman takes control of the Imperial Capital, they’re all as good as dead.
“Boom!”
Another fierce collision.
Lin Nan decided not to drag this out any longer; doing so would only embolden her opponent further.
But just at that moment, a shadow suddenly materialized in mid-air, blocking Lilith’s path.
