Why must the devil be Defeated?-Chapter 1112 - 976: My Name Is Nien

The former residence of the Demon King.

In such a place, when you first hear about it, you should think it must be a very luxurious place, right?

To date, Shane has also heard of several places where the Demon King lived, like the castle nestled deep in the Demon Clan’s base during the war, or the Demon King Mansion stolen by Laischa from the Kingdom, all of which were places the Demon King once inhabited.

And these places, just from hearing about them, one could tell how luxurious, how grand they must be, truly befitting the title "Demon King".

But this ruin shattered Shane’s previous impressions of such mansions.

"Is this really where the Demon King lived?"

Shane stared at the scenery before him, deeply astonished.

What appeared before him was not a luxurious and grand residence, but rather extremely simple, so simple it reminded one of the caves ancient uncivilized wild men might have lived in.

After Shane and Lasha entered the entrance of the ruin, they descended a long staircase, going several hundred meters underground, and saw this place.

Around them were stone walls, with several stone columns, not partitioning the space but merely supporting the ceiling, creating a vast space throughout the ruin.

The space did have various layouts, like stone tables and stone chairs in the corners, a stone bed against the wall, but apart from these, there was almost nothing else, extremely simple to the point of being stark.

Though one could glimpse traces of life here, there’s no doubt that if one said a Demon King capable of destroying the world lived here, no one would believe it.

At least, Shane stood by the entrance for a long time, speechless, unable to believe the Demon King once resided here.

"..."

Lasha remained silent as well, eyes fixed intently within the ruin, lost in thought.

Meanwhile, within the ruin, the Demon Roar Chain roamed around like a dragon, seeming extremely joyful, as if it had returned home, flying merrily.

Shane did not pay attention to the often erratic chain, stepping into the space of the ruin, his gaze scanning around.

Lasha did the same, walking around inside the ruin, inspecting the space.

Neither spoke, merely observing the ruin through the darkness.

However, they found nothing, as if they had stumbled into an ancient burial ground, without anything significant to be seen.

Shane did notice in one corner of the ruin, a section of stone wall appeared to be chiseled off, thus slightly damaged.

Glancing at the stone wall, Shane became fairly certain.

"Those stone tablets were definitely chiseled from here, right?"

The wall’s material matched exactly with the stone tablets carried to the Elf Country, recording the Demon King’s stories.

Shane was sure the Demon King had chiseled those tablets from this wall, using them as practice sheets for writing or as record-keeping tablets, stacking them in this corner.

That’s how the Elf Royal Family entering here found the stone tablets, and how Carol and others removed the tablets, leaving behind this empty ruin.

"Is there really nothing here except the stone tablets?"

Shane scratched his head.

Just then, Lasha’s voice came from behind Shane.

"There’s something here."

Upon hearing this extraordinarily calm voice, Shane turned to the source of the sound.

The next second, Shane saw Lasha standing by the corner stone bed, her gaze fixed on the stone bed as if looking at something.

"There’s something here?"

Shane moved beside Lasha, looking at the stone bed where her gaze fell, speaking with confusion.

Because he saw nothing, just an ordinary stone bed.

Yet Lasha seemed very sure, lightly brushing her slender hand over the stone bed, unconcerned about the dust on her fingertips, she spoke softly.

"I can feel something here, it just hasn’t shown itself."

Lasha’s words made Shane narrow his eyes.

Shane then amplified the sensing power of his [Outer Destiny] skill, spreading the strong perception ability over the stone bed.

However, Shane still couldn’t detect anything, only sensing an ordinary stone bed.

"Nothing here?"

Shane was troubled.

He didn’t think Lasha’s feeling was wrong.

This Big Sister has an exceptionally deep connection with the Demon King, even using the Demon King’s body now, so sensing something others couldn’t was completely normal.

To put it bluntly, if the Demon King really lived here, her body that once resided here is now right here, in Lasha.

So it was entirely normal for Lasha to have some sense.

Except he genuinely couldn’t detect anything at all.

Lasha quietly spoke.

"If the Lady were here, she might know how."

Upon hearing this, Shane was slightly stunned, then somewhat understood what Lasha meant.

"You mean, the Demon King’s magic power is needed to reveal the things here?"

Shane asked Lasha. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Probably."

Lasha responded calmly, not confirming, but sufficient.

Shane felt the same way, to reveal the things on this stone bed, it’s likely the Demon King’s magic power is needed.

And Laischa was a magic life created by the Old Demon Clan Faction, collecting the remnants of the Demon King’s magic power after his passing.

In other words, Laischa’s magic power is at least of the same nature as the Demon King’s.

But the problem was, Laischa wasn’t here.

"Now that’s a hassle."

Shane sighed.

But, Lasha turned toward Shane.

"If it’s the Treasure Jade, it should be easy to activate the things on it."

Lasha’s reminder made Shane quickly react.

Indeed, there is still the Demon King’s treasure jade inside my body.

That is the essence of the Demon King, the embodiment of its concept, and undoubtedly contains the power of the Demon King on it.

Thinking of this, Shane sank his consciousness, looked inside his own body, and found the red jade surrounding the Holy Sword.

The jade was still bathed in crimson radiance, but it seemed much brighter and more magnificent than before, giving Shane the feeling that it was about to awaken.

The holy wave emanating from the Holy Sword also grew increasingly intense, as its sacred power merged into Shane’s internal organs and every part of his body, making him feel as if he was about to be reborn.

The transcendental transformation was progressing smoothly.

The power hidden within was also awakening successfully.

Everything was developing orderly, and Shane was gradually approaching evolution, achieving his transcendence realm.

Soon.

Almost there.

Shane had such a feeling.

Unfortunately, now was not the time to focus on this.

Shane concentrated his consciousness on the red jade, troubled for quite some time.

"How should I call it out, or perhaps borrow some magic power?"

Shane found himself completely at a loss.

However, to his surprise, an unexpected situation occurred in the next second.

"Buzz!"

The red jade seemed to sense Shane’s presence, feel Shane’s will, and even perceive Shane’s desire, as it quivered slightly.

Immediately after, it released a wave of magic power, spreading throughout Shane’s body and bursting forth.

"Boom!"

In the ruins, before the corner stone bed, Shane’s closed eyes suddenly ignited with a surge of magic power.

Lasha recoiled in shock at the sudden emergence of magic power, her eyes swirling with the most intense ripples yet.

At this moment, the magic power burning from Shane wasn’t his own.

It was a magic power darker than darkness, deeper than the abyss, more dazzling than the night sky, more magnificent than the universe.

Although the magic power was not massive, it had an aura of commanding the world, as if the whole world should submit to this power, making the atmosphere tremble.

In the ruins, the mysterious magic fluctuations present seemed to react as if they had found their mother.

The demon roar chain that had been wandering in the ruins suddenly halted, leaping over joyously, and directly entered Shane’s body, returning inside him.

"What is this..."

Only then did Shane open his eyes, looking at his hands, his face full of astonishment.

He could feel the surge of magic power from within, yet he felt no abnormalities, as if the magic power burning on him was merely a mirage, an illusion, something unreal, without any sensation.

Ordinarily, when Shane used his own magic power, he could clearly feel an astonishing force erupting from his whole body, a hot flow surging through his body, very vivid.

But at this moment, though magic power burst out from within, Shane felt no sensation, leaving him feeling odd.

"Master."

Lasha spoke at this moment.

"Please inject the magic power into the stone bed."

Hearing Lasha’s voice, Shane then recalled the main issue.

At once, Shane didn’t bother with further reflection, pressing his hand onto the stone bed.

"Buzz!"

The magic power on Shane’s body immediately flowed to the stone bed.

This wasn’t something Shane was controlling; it initiated by itself.

The magic power just flowed through Shane’s body, pouring into the stone bed, as if it clearly knew its mission.

Once the magic power was fully infused into the stone bed, the magic power erupting from Shane also completely disappeared.

Before Shane could marvel, an unusual situation finally appeared on the stone bed.

"Zing!"

A faint light suddenly appeared, spreading across and taking over the entire bed surface.

Within the faint light, something hidden inside the stone bed finally began to emerge.

Shane and Lasha immediately fixed their gazes upon it, and saw what appeared.

It was writing.

Alien writing similar to the stone tablet that Carol and others brought back to Elf Country.

The writing was somewhat sloppy and rough, allowing one to clearly sense the personality of the writer; definitely someone carefree, clumsy, and quite worrisome.

Seeing this writing, Shane and Lasha both had the same thought at the first moment.

"This wasn’t written by the Demon King."

Yes.

This wasn’t written by the Demon King.

At least, it wasn’t the Demon King’s handwriting.

The Demon King’s handwriting was indeed somewhat sloppy and wavy initially, but their learning ability was undeniable, quickly refining their handwriting to an elegant degree, letting one clearly feel its beauty.

This writing was different, sloppy yet rough, definitely not the Demon King’s handwriting.

Indeed, that was the case.

Once the faint light faded, revealing the full writing, Shane immediately saw the first line.

"’My name is Nien, and it seems I am a hero.’"

This sentence, upon reaching Shane’s eyes, instantly widened them.

Inside, filled with astonishment.