Proeus, the legend among humans.

Like a monumental mountain of the era, pressing down on everyone, making all the younger generation suffocate under the weight.

People secretly discussed:

"The Fairy race, due to the violent thunderstorm, is constantly biting back at the body, leading to a shorter lifespan, but even comparable to the Human Race, presumably they've lived for over six hundred years."

This world belongs to the Holy Hall race which boasts the longest lifespan.

"No, the second bloodline, Demon's Hand, that terrifying explosive force also has repercussions, estimating their lifespan to be perhaps one to two hundred years shorter."

Alas!

Some Wizards precisely calculate the numbers, yet they sigh in despair.

The previous era was full of changes within mere years, now one era spans four hundred years, too lengthy.

With one such entity suppressing this era, lacking research wisdom, but orchestrating all with might, surprisingly the development is not much slower than Wadon's reign.

Technologies evolve with each passing day.

At this rate, the breakthroughs to the Legendary Realm are simply a matter of time.

Ordinary Third Senses life, on average, lives only a hundred fifty years.

Four hundred years, three generations alternate, yet failing to break through a single realm?

Then, this entity's lifespan will extend once more, perhaps ruling for thousands of years, truly becoming the legend of the earth!

The rule of this one far exceeds Wadon's ephemeral bloom countless times, even surpassing all the eras.

Thinking of this makes countless people despair.

Thoroughly stifling all hope, accepting their roles peacefully, no longer any discordant voices.

But in truth, is it really so?

Li Qing has been reading books every day lately, becoming a bookstore clerk employed by the rich Sibyl.

Yet occasionally, he gazes outside.

"This is a little assistance."

On that day, he quietly departed, presenting a plan to the despondent Svallo.

"Who are you?" he asked cautiously.

"Merely someone who disapproves of the current Abyss Emperor, I've always disapproved of successive emperors." The figure gradually left, ultimately returning to the bookstore to read.

...

A year later.

Svallo, an Abyssal Noble, himself a top researcher, spent enormous wealth, gathering various professors and scholars, secretly launching a mysterious project.

[Forbidden Undead Resurrection Technique: Summoning of the Emperor of the Dead Wadon.]

"Found it, finally found it! This is the Burial Ground of Wadon! I've finally found it!"

After that defeat, Svallo became utterly mad, repeatedly bowing before the coffin:

"Please, you sacrificed everything in life, now, give me all your power!"

"Your power shall eternally exist through countless future eras!"

Opened the coffin, and after opening the Gate of Truth back then, this old man's bones are still lifelike.

He plucked a broken crystal from the forehead.

"Got it!"

Svallo laughed, "Ancestral Demon Core, the source of all Demon Cores in the world today... By obtaining this supreme treasure, I shall command the world, no one will dare defy!"

If his researched technique succeeds...

On that day, he once again challenged Proeus, capturing global attention.

"How does he still have such courage?"

"Thunderbolt Fairy, combined with Demon's Hand, is already the strongest in the present, who can win?"

"Impossible to win, this world already has this invincible figure, as long as he remains in power for a day, how can any other genius rise?"

Many people hold little hope.

This monarch ruling the wizard world may soon become a living legend, eternal and immortal.

Yet on this day, the challenge reopens.

The entire world watched through the Crystal Ball, this highly anticipated battle.

"Undead Taboo, summoning the Emperor of the Dead!"

Boom!

Svallo unveiled the coffin behind him.

Behold a translucent squirming silhouette within, bearing a broken crystal on the forehead.

"What's that shape?"

"It's the crystal of the Emperor of the Dead Wadon!"

Some elders recognized it.

"With my summon, Emperor of the Dead Wadon, awaken from the past, emerge from the Gate of Truth!" Svallo shouted, "Descend and fight for me!"

The Gate of Truth originally summoned the souls of the earth.

But before seemed somewhat different.

This Ancestral Demon Core, the source of all Demon Cores, can converge a fragment of soul power from nearby living Demon Cores, receive blessings from surrounding Demon Cores, capable of opening an alternately repetitive Gate of Truth.

Or rather... Gate of the Undead!

Boom!

The Demon Core gathered soul power, forming a unifying soul.

The possessed Slime, transforming into a silhouette of the Emperor of the Dead Wadon, converging the impression of all beings.

Entirely resembling the statues found in various academies.

"Kill!"

The Gate of Truth opening, gathering the power of all beings, this ancient Undead Monarch Emperor, terrifying beyond imagination.

Rumble!

A terrifying aura spread.

This Wadon isn't a True Person, but a grand consolidated will of all beings' Demon Cores, lacking self-awareness, yet his combat power is extremely frightening.

"What is this?"

Proeus showed a shocked expression.

Even the old man Koben observing behind was dumbstruck:

"That old fellow Wadon, still sleeping in reality! Recently playing online games, relaxing and saying he could sweep through everything quickly, has become addicted to gaming... Yet never imagined his corpse inside would be desecrated like this."

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