Chapter 397: SFDI: Chapter 397
As the first life forms born from Chaos, the Demon King and the Supre Deity possessed the highest level of life, and even inherited the authority to create the world from Chaos.
Thus, the Supre Deity created the Celestial Realm, while the Demon King created Purgatory.
But after that, sothing unknown happened, and a rule was born in Britannia that rejected existences that were too powerful.
The Demon King and the Supre Deity could no longer enter Britannia in their true forms, and could only stay in the Celestial Realm and Purgatory.
But the two were not the Chaos that birthed everything after all, they could create a world, but couldn’t create the most important ability of this world... which was magic power.
And the source of magic power was in Britannia, so in order to compete for magic power, there was the Holy War that had stretched for thousands of years.
In order to manage the chaotic Purgatory, and also to increase combat power for the Holy War, the Demon King divided half of his power and bestowed it upon his subordinates.
But the Demon King feared that his subordinates would seize his authority after obtaining power that was too strong, so he divided the divided power again into ten parts, and bestowed it in the form of Commandnts to the ten most elite mbers of the Demon Clan.
And now, one of them, the Commandnt of Truth, had fallen into Drake’s hands. Drake had beaten up Galand for so long not just to stretch his muscles.
The magic power that had belonged to Galand himself had long been sealed and worn away, so when Drake had landed his first punch on Galand, he had sensed the vast power hidden in his body.
So taking away the Commandnt of Truth from Galand’s body had also been a spur-of-the-mont decision for Drake.
The absence of Galand’s own magic power as an obstacle was one aspect. On the other hand, as Drake had expected, the Demon King was the kind of classic villain who wouldn’t trust anyone.
So the Commandnts in the bodies of the Ten Commandnts weren’t in a completely fused state.
So although he didn’t have any special extraction thods, Drake had also relied on his extraordinary level of magic power manipulation to sever the connection between the Commandnt and Galand’s body, and take it out.
Now, that spherical stone carved with strange symbols was sealed in several layers of magic tools, like a nesting doll.
Drake was very clear that the Commandnts weren’t just a carrier of the Demon King’s power, but also a dium for him to descend upon Britannia.
Even if you said that it contained a fragnt of the Demon King’s soul, Drake wouldn’t think it was strange.
So when dealing with this thing, Drake couldn’t be too careful.
The research on the Commandnt also wasn’t progressing very smoothly; as a part of the Demon King’s power, the difficulty of analyzing the Commandnt was no different from analyzing a part of the world’s rules.
But the good news was that by analyzing the Commandnt, Drake had figured out so clues about the curse on liodas’ body. The pain of the harvest had finally offset so of the pain of the research.
As the hero who had repelled Galand and protected Calot, Drake received the warm hospitality of Arthur, the king of Calot.
Not only was he arranged into a very luxurious room, but he was also given a magic workshop with all kinds of tools.
On this day, just as Drake was focusing all of his attention on analyzing the Commandnt of Truth, the door of the workshop was knocked on.
Drake ca back to his senses, opening the door to see Arthur standing outside.
Drake asked in confusion, "Why are you here? Shouldn’t you be presiding over the reconstruction work right now?"
It had been two days since Galand had been repelled, and the Seven Deadly Sins hadn’t left for the ti being, but were recuperating in Calot.
liodas and Diane had suffered serious injuries, and rlin had also turned into a stone statue because of the power of the Commandnt. In this state, they couldn’t continue to act even if they wanted to.
And because of Galand, the city of Calot had been severely damaged. Arthur had been busy with the post-war reconstruction for the past two days, and Drake hadn’t expected him to co looking for him.
Arthur was wearing a white casual outfit, and having taken off that golden armor, he seed more like an ordinary teenager than the king of a country.
"The reason I’ve taken the liberty to visit you, Mr. Drake, is because I have sothing I want to ask for your help with!"
Drake let Arthur into the workshop, saying, "King Arthur is too polite, please just say what it is! If it’s sothing I can help with, I definitely won’t refuse."
Arthur looked at Drake with the utmost sincerity, and then suddenly gave a standard ninety-degree bow, saying, "Mr. Drake, please guide
to beco stronger!"
Drake hadn’t expected Arthur to say this, and was stunned for a mont, and then said, "Don’t you have rlin as your ntor? She’s the world’s number one magician, you shouldn’t need anyone else’s guidance!"
Drake couldn’t see Arthur’s expression, but he could hear the uneasy emotions in his tone. "Although rlin has taught
a lot, I must beco stronger faster!"
Drake could clearly feel Arthur’s determination; he was the king of Calot, bearing the trust of all the people on his shoulders.
But the attacks of Albion and Galand had made Arthur see a fact, which was that he was fundantally unable to protect the kingdom and its people in his current state.
So he desperately wanted to beco stronger. rlin had once told him that there was incredibly powerful magic power contained within his body, but he was fundantally unable to unleash it.
This had always troubled and confused him, and he even suspected that rlin had seen wrong, and that he didn’t have such great talent.
Until he saw how Drake had beaten up Galand, who was one of the Ten Commandnts of the Demon Clan.
Arthur was rlin’s student, so he naturally knew that although humans dominated Britannia, when it ca to power, there was a sowhat despairing gap with other races.
But also being human, Drake possessed powerful power that far exceeded the Demon Clan. Arthur really wanted to know how Drake had done it, and he also wanted to have that kind of power to protect his people.
So he had found Drake, wanting to have Drake guide him. Drake looked at Arthur, and couldn’t help but think.
To be honest, Drake had never thought about this kind of thing, but since Arthur had taken the initiative to bring it up, Drake also had so interest.
Although the protagonist of this world was liodas, Arthur was the real "Child of Destiny."
Regarding why the Demon King and the Supre Deity had joined forces to seal Chaos, one theory was that Chaos had created a perfect race.
The Demon King and the Supre Deity had beco jealous in comparison, and so they had sealed Chaos. And that perfect race was humans!
But that had always been treated as a joke, because whether it was power or character, humans were undoubtedly at the bottom of the five major races, how could they be worthy of the evaluation of perfect.
Not to ntion causing the Demon King and the Supre Deity to beco jealous.
But Arthur’s existence could sowhat be used as evidence for this saying... because Arthur was the only existence that could bear the power of Chaos.
Chaos simultaneously possessed the essence of light and darkness, purity and filth, it was the end of all things and also the beginning of all things.
And only humans, this complex race that was also full of infinite possibilities, could possibly give birth to existences with the talent to bear the power of Chaos.
Arthur was such an existence, he was a hero chosen by the Holy Sword of humans, the King of Kings. At the sa ti, he was also the King of Chaos who would dominate the next era.
The reason why rlin called Arthur her only hope was precisely because of this. For rlin, who wanted to explore the mysteries of Chaos, Arthur was indeed her only hope.
Drake pondered for a while, saying, "You’re coming to learn from , won’t rlin have any objections?"
Arthur didn’t lack the talent to be a disciple, but the only thing Drake was concerned about was rlin.
Without a doubt, rlin would do anything for Arthur, and Drake didn’t want to have a conflict with her because of this.
Suddenly, rlin’s voice rang out. "It’s alright, as a ntor, I would naturally only hope that my disciple would continue to beco stronger."
As the voice rang out, a slightly illusory figure appeared on the side.
Although rlin’s body had been petrified, she had transferred her soul to her Sacred Treasure before being petrified. Therefore, she could still move in this way.
Drake raised his eyebrows, saying, "Since you have no objections, then let’s do it!"
Arthur raised his head with a look of joy, saying, "Really?" Drake nodded, saying, "But my training is quite harsh, you know!"
Arthur patted his chest, saying, "Don’t worry, Master Drake, I’ll definitely work hard!"
Drake didn’t have anything else to do recently besides researching the Commandnt of Truth, and taking on the identity of a ntor was a good way to pass the ti.
In the process, researching the so-called "King of Chaos" wouldn’t be too much, right!
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