The caravan was quieter than it had ever been before, with only the deliberately subdued rhythm of breathing remaining.

Pair after pair of eyes focused on Jack, displaying astonishment, contemplation, and confusion.

Finally, someone broke the silence, his voice trembling as he spoke.

"...Boss, what are you trying to say?"

Once someone started talking, others quickly followed.

"We will always support you... there's no need to beat around the bush like this."

Seeing his subordinates being so forthright, Jack felt a moment of shame for his despicable thoughts.

He actually wanted to gain leverage over them.

But—

Shame or not, there were still things he had to do.

The reason was simple.

He couldn't afford the risk of betrayal, and neither could the people sitting here.

Even if it was just to settle everyone's minds and get them to work for him, he had to stand in the place of an authority figure and carry out this essential ceremony. As a show of his sincerity, he would join them in prayer.

In doing so, he could also assure that this recording would not be used solely for threats or extortion.

It would serve as their common brand!

"...What I'm trying to say is, beyond the lofty Saint Sis, there may be someone more worthy of our loyalty."

A burly man gulped, his voice still trembling as he spoke.

"Such as?"

Jack said calmly.

"For instance... the Demon King who rules the underworld of Thunder City."

The Demon God was too far away.

Perhaps the Demon King was better suited for them... at least, that was someone he had communicated with through walls.

This blasphemous speech shocked everyone, even Lumier, who lay on the ground holding his breath, couldn't believe the man who was like a father to him.

Yet Jack didn't pause but continued speaking in a calm tone.

"I will show you miracles."

"But before that, I need you to make an oath... even if this oath is against your will at the moment."

"From now on, we will no longer be superiors and servants, but believers in a common lord. We are not just a gang's comrades; we are brothers in the same faith, as dear to each other as siblings."

"I will treat each and every one of you like family."

The Brotherhood.

He had already thought of the name for this new organization.

...

The Demon King's Magic Workshop.

Luo Yan was flipping through the notes he had taken during classes at the Demon King Academy when he suddenly sneezed out of nowhere.

He had been sneezing a lot lately, wondering who had been talking about him behind his back.

Alachinos?

That fellow probably didn't have the smarts; Earth Cave Spiders were usually content with a hole, and he should have satisfied her.

Little Demon?

Perhaps...

After spending three years at the Demon King Academy, he still hadn't completely figured out their way of thinking; he had only heard Professor Lilith say that those little creatures were fond of practical jokes.

Intentional or otherwise.

If circumstances allowed, Luo Yan would like to study a couple of Little Demons, but at the moment, he had more important things to do, which was to prepare for the upcoming battle.

During his interactions with Youyou, he had learned an important clue.

The essence of Extraordinary Power was the same.

So, why couldn't he use the power of "Qi" from the Dragon God's sect and the Dragon Language Magic?

When dealing with dragon-clan units with high magic resistance and melee combat abilities, the effectiveness of Spells was relatively limited.

If conditions allowed, he would like to try the "enemy's" way of fighting.

However, as Luo Yan acted upon his thought, attempting to direct the Extraordinary Power through his body in the form of "Qi," an intense, ripping pain spread throughout his body instantly, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.

"Healing Technique..."

Quickly halting the attempt, Luo Yan cast a Healing Technique on himself, managing to quell the burning sensation of being torn apart.

Ouch!

It hurts like hell!

Luo Yan hastily glanced at his attribute panel, HP actually dropped by 800 points!

Luckily, his physical constitution attribute was at 14.

If it were an ordinary mage, they would have been "near-death" on the spot.

Watching Luo Yan's reckless attempts, Youyou anxiously scurried around him.

"Lord Demon King... You can't infuse the power of the elements into your own body like that, and mixing such chaotic elements together is very dangerous!"

"It's okay, I'm in good control of the rhythm," Luo Yan took a deep breath, sat down on the bed to enter a state of meditation and, after calming down, thoughtfully said, "The power of the elements? I see..."

Youyou was his demigod.

As a being independent of the "mortal world," it could see some things he couldn't, like the "code" behind a "texture"... much like a game's debug mode.

In its view, the Extraordinary Power that he infused into his body was not "Qi," but still the power of elements! And he had crammed all sorts of jumbled elements into it!

Clearly, although he had imagined the existence of "Qi," his understanding of it was still tied to a mage's intuitive judgement.

So much so that, when constructing the entire "spell," he still called on the code written by the Gods of Elements about elemental power, and even mixed in the Netherworld God's dark energy.

Just like a person who has lived on the equator all their life would have a different understanding of rain compared to someone living in a polar region.

Even if both imagined a downpour, the image that formed in their minds would be different.

And if the wrong code is applied in the wrong place, it would lead to a backlash!

The Hell academic community explains this as "blasphemy punishment."

The idea is that the essence of a spell is a form of prayer, and a half-hearted prayer during spellcasting will incur the wrath of the gods!

But now, Luo Yan had a new discovery!

"It's not really about piety... The risks that come with using magic across systems are not due to a deity's wrath, but because the spellcasters themselves cannot overcome subconscious barriers, leading to the mistaken invocation of mismatched magical elements during specific spells!"

Like using "make fire cool," "make earth boil" in a magic sentence!

Like inputting (x=a, y=b) into the function "x+y=?"!

"In other words, as long as one can overcome the subconscious barriers and practice accordingly... even a non-believer who doesn't worship the Dragon God could use Dragon Language Magic!"

Adventurers weren't really devout to the Dragon God to begin with.

Not to mention his players, who after gaining Extraordinary Power, simply watched a video and learned "slashing"!

Excitement surged in Luo Yan's heart as he quickly flipped open his notebook, finding the Dragon Language Spell with annotated pronunciation he had copied earlier from the Demon King Academy library, and then faced the candle not far away.

"Youyou, watch the magic power fluctuations on my body... if it's the power of the elements, remind me to stop casting, until you observe a type of energy you haven't seen before," Luo Yan instructed.

"Roger that!"

Youyou responded earnestly and leaned closer to Luo Yan, carefully observing the energy flowing in him.

Under the gaze of a demigod, different kinds of energy appeared as clearly as the spectral images on a thermal imaging camera.

Recalling the battle with the Lizardman Priest earlier, Luo Yan tried over and over, and based on Youyou's real-time feedback, he patiently untangled the mixed energies, imagining himself as a mighty dragon with all his might.

After the nth failure, he finally began to find a feeling.

And the energy flowing through him started to be different from before.

That energy was unlike any elemental force in the world, as if it was a particularly unique existence in this world!

Not only did Luo Yan notice the change in his aura, but even Youyou floating nearby exclaimed with surprise.

"Lord Demon King! This time! This time it's different from the last!"

Not missing this hard-won opportunity, Luo Yan, with commanding tone, chanted—or rather growled—the long-prepared spell.

"Extinguish!" (in Dragon Language)

Rage surged forth.

The ancient and authoritative voice seemed to carry a special force, causing the candle, which was burning normally just a second ago, to extinguish spontaneously!

That power to make law follow word was indeed the majesty of the Dragon God of this world!

And at this moment—

This undeniable authority was being challenged and grasped by a human who had never worshiped the Dragon God... even if this level of mastery was far from effortless use.

It wasn't easy!

It was indeed very difficult!

Looking at the extinguished candle, Luo Yan excitedly stood up from the bed, clenching his fists tightly.

The Dragon Language Magic he had tried countless times and failed—

Finally succeeded!!!

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