Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?! Chapter 44 2nd Era: The Undead! The Decaying Holy Light Empi

Holy Light Empire, Imperial Capital.

Since the fierce battle between gods and demons thousands of years ago.

Human forces and other races suffered heavy casualties.

Only the Holy Light Empire stood strong and has continued to this day.

Especially after hundreds of years of territorial expansion.

Its territory has grown unimaginably vast, covering over a billion square kiloters and housing more than two billion people!

The na of Holy Light has spread throughout the entire Magic World.

Everyone knows it, everyone reveres it!

Before the undefeated, invincible Holy Light Knight Corps.

The other human kingdoms have already beco vassals of the Holy Light Empire.

Even elves, dwarves, beastn, giants... and many other races.

Have had to bow before the throne of the Holy Light Empire!

It can be said.

Now, in the whole Magic World, the Holy Light Empire stands unmatched, with no power daring to defy its will!

However, at the mont Lucia unexpectedly activated her Demon bloodline.

An undead who had been asleep for a thousand years in the Holy Light Royal Tomb suddenly opened his eyes.

Holy Light Royal Family.

In a brightly lit palace, a grand banquet was taking place.

The guests were exchanging toasts, creating a lively atmosphere.

Exquisite goblets crafted by dwarves, fine wines brewed by the Elf Race, delicacies made from High-tier Magical Beast flesh, and the remarkably beautiful cat-eared maids.

All showcased the noble status of the banquet host.

Those qualified to attend this banquet were all prominent figures and Duke Royal Race from the Holy Light Empire.

At the head of the banquet.

A young man wearing a crown, with a flushed face, was drinking heartily and engaging in joyful conversations with the guests.

This man was the current emperor of the Holy Light Empire, Louis XIX!

Two of the most beautiful, seductive beast race maids were seated on either side of his lap.

One cat-eared maid, full of affection, picked up an exquisite goblet from the table and took a sip.

Then she bent over, lowered her head, and offered him the drink.

The other rabbit-eared maiden was pinching a piece of aromatic roasted at, chewing it several tis and feeding it to Louis XIX in the sa manner.

This was a common form of entertainnt among the empire’s elites, and the guests were accustod to it.

So even engaged in more daring forms of play.

"Your Majesty the Holy Emperor, my lord recently contributed a batch of elf slaves, hoping you will be pleased."

A duke displayed a knowing smile, then clapped his hands, bringing forth a group of slaves.

This group of slaves was composed of over a dozen blond-haired, blue-eyed elf maidens.

Each elf was flawless in appearance, graceful in bearing, without a single imperfection.

Especially after careful training.

They wore delicate and hazy chiffon skirts, paired with an alluring expression on their faces, instantly capturing the attention of all the guests.

As dukes and nobles of the empire, these people had seen countless maids.

Many nobles even had dungeons in their castles specifically for training slaves.

Yet such outstanding elf maidens were a first-ti sight for many.

If these slaves were placed on the empire’s auction, they would undoubtedly fetch astronomical prices!

Sure enough.

Even Louis XIX, accustod to seeing beauties, was montarily transfixed, feeling a fiery yearning in his abdon.

He pushed away the two beast-eared maids beside him and stared directly at a tall and voluptuous elf beauty in front.

Unlike the other elf maidens.

This elf beauty was slightly older, with a more noble and elegant deanor.

She was like a ripe peach, exuding a charming fragrance, tempting a taste.

Her cold and arrogant manner further ignited Louis XIX’s desire for conquest.

"Who is she?"

He had just opened his mouth when the duke below imdiately introduced her.

"Your majesty, she was once the wife of the chieftain of the Valia Elf Tribe, but as her husband fell under the iron hooves of the Holy Light Knight Order, she and her daughter beca prisoners."

The duke’s tone carried a hint of pride.

He had paid a high price to acquire these elf slaves.

"Oh? Is that so."

Louis XIX moved his gaze to a maiden standing next to the elf beauty.

Upon closer inspection, they did indeed look similar.

"Your Majesty, they have signed slave contracts and will follow all your orders. You can enjoy them without worry."

Just as Louis XIX was about to act, a sacred and commanding will suddenly echoed in his mind!

"Not good, why has the ancestor suddenly awakened? Who has disturbed his slumber?"

Louis XIX, eyes ablaze, seed as if doused with cold water, suddenly regaining his senses.

"Everyone, leave! All of you, leave!"

Louis XIX waved his hand, stopping the absurd banquet.

"Wait, you two stay."

Watching the graceful figure of the Elf Queen, Louis XIX hesitated for a mont before speaking again.

As for the other guests hearing the word "ancestor," each imdiately fled in panic, not daring to linger.

Only those privy to the empire’s core secrets understood what the ancestor referred to by Louis XIX truly ant.

He was the founding monarch of the Holy Light Empire, the ender of the battle between gods and demons, an undead living for thousands of years, a legendary existence that induced fear and trembling even in Abyss Demons!

"Ancestor, may I ask what you command?"

Louis XIX knelt, his whole body prostrate on the ground.

"I sensed a pure bloodline from the Hell Demon Race!"

"At all costs, bring her to see !"

"As you command."

Louis XIX replied respectfully.

Next.

Orders were issued from the Imperial Palace, disseminated across the empire, with countless forces and lords receiving the command.

As this colossal empire machine began to operate.

The entire Magic World would tremble at its might!

...

As the Holy Light Empire was thrown into unprecedented upheaval.

Far away, thousands of kiloters distant, Lu Yuan was still troubled by his inability to cultivate magic.

In this Magic World.

The importance of Elental Affinity is no less than the Spirit Root in the Cultivation World.

Your talent can be diocre, even abysmal.

But it cannot be nonexistent!

Lu Yuan held the Magic Scroll, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Indeed, in any world, qualifications matter.

So are innately endowed with full Soul Power, so possess a Top-Grade Mutated Spirit Root.

And himself?

rely a weak, pitiful, and helpless ordinary skeleton!

"No, when heaven closes a door, it must leave a window open, there must be a way!"

"If human magic cannot be used, I will seek out Undead Magic, or even... Abyssal Magic!"

Lu Yuan remained undeterred.

The effect of the [Undead Calamity] relates to Soul Strength.

But the limitations of an ordinary skeleton are too low.

Even if Lu Yuan beca a Tier Nine skeleton, he couldn’t leverage even one-thousandth of the talent effect of [Undead Calamity].

Thus.

Becoming an Undead Mage had ford a strong obsession in his heart!

"First, subdue that Bone Dragon."

"Then, settle scores with that Dark Alchemist."

"As a Tier Five Dark Alchemist, he should have many Magic Scrolls."

Lu Yuan resolved firmly.

Two months later.

The army was fully assembled.

Over ten thousand Headless Knights set off first.

One hundred fifty thousand skeleton troops followed closely behind, marching grandly to the deepest part of the Land of Burial!