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    The ‘heart’ obviously quickened its pace as Theodore approached. The incessant throbbing sounded like an iron ball constantly slamming against Yan Yunqing’s eardrums, bringing a dizzying and nauseating sensation.

    Yan Yunqing endured the nausea, watching Theodore unaffected—perhaps he was affected, but Theodore was already like a rag doll, unsteady even when walking. One couldn’t discern any other negative effects brought on by the heartbeat sound.

    Theodore stopped in front of the heart, staring down at it for a long time. He used the longsword that had slain countless monsters as a crutch to support himself on the ground. The next instant, before the level 80 monster could even approach Theodore’s side, Theodore swiftly and accurately plunged the longsword into the bottom right corner of the ‘heart’.

    The entire monster nest fell into a silent stillness. Immediately after, an invisible sound wave seemed to appear above the void. It was a peculiar sensation; Yan Yunqing clearly heard nothing, but he could sense the emergence of that sound wave, as if the ‘heart’ was emitting a sharp, explosive cry.

    Theodore stirred the longsword in his hand, his expression blank. This attack severely injured the ‘heart’ once more. The level 80 monster stumbling toward Theodore paused, turning around in confusion as if it had lost its original target.

    Yan Yunqing’s gaze sharpened. Seeing this scene, he was certain that this ‘heart’ indeed possessed the ability to control monsters, and even to create them.

    But creating monsters was, in a sense, creating life, a power belonging to the gods. How could a ‘heart’ of unknown origin possess a power akin to that of the gods?

    Theodore’s subsequent actions explained this question to Yan Yunqing.

    He stirred his longsword in the heart a few times, then bent down to pull out two slender bones from within—

    One bone was engraved with intricate golden patterns. Even after being pulled from the dirty ‘heart’, it wasn’t stained in the slightest. Instead, it shimmered and shone, like a priceless work of art.

    The other bone was pitch black, similarly engraved with intricate patterns, but the color was a deeper, more profound black, filled with a mysterious aura, also resembling a priceless work of art.

    Although he had never seen them before, Yan Yunqing recognized them at a glance, relying solely on his intuition, as belonging to the God of Light and the God of Darkness.

    Because they possessed energy that Yan Yunqing was extremely familiar with, the power of ‘Godhood’. After the Demon King killed the God of Light, he also retrieved the ‘Godhood’ of the other four high-level gods and the God of Light from the God of Light, placing them all in the temple of the Eternal Empire.

    The bones before him also had the same energy overflowing. Clearly, these were the remains of gods, still carrying some of their ‘Godhood’.

    Gods possessed the authority of gods because they possessed ‘Godhood’. These two bones carrying ‘Godhood’ were dug out by Theodore from within the ‘heart’, and the ‘heart’ could not only drive monsters but also create new ones…

    The truth was already very clear: the ‘heart’ was using the remains of the gods to steal the authority of the gods, constantly creating creatures like monsters.

    And the ‘Godhood’ on the bones of the gods was incomplete, so the authority that the ‘heart’ could steal was also incomplete. Therefore, even the higher-level monsters, supposedly with a certain level of intelligence, could not truly compare to a sapient being. They themselves were defective products.

    Theodore had obviously discovered these clues as well. That’s why Theodore, after returning this time, spread the word that ‘monsters are filthy creatures born from the bones of gods’.

    Stringing the clues together one by one, Yan Yunqing gradually became excited. Then, what remained was to explore the origin of the ‘heart’, which would reveal the essence of the world, and perhaps even uncover the existence behind the system.

    Yan Yunqing looked at Theodore expectantly, waiting for his next action, but he didn’t expect Theodore’s expressionless face to visibly darken with disappointment.

    Yan Yunqing: ?

    Theodore tossed the two divine bones aside and continued to stab the ‘heart’ with his longsword, as if searching for something.

    Yan Yunqing: …

    This guy… Could he be looking for something related to the Demon King?

    Lillian’s words echoed in Yan Yunqing’s ears once again: ‘Theodore, that guy, heard that monsters were created by the Demon King, thought the Demon King was back, and is chasing after monsters all over the world, wanting to learn the Demon King’s whereabouts from the monsters’ mouths.’

    He initially thought it was absurd. Low-level monsters basically only had the instinct to eat, and higher-level monsters had a bit more awareness of cooperation and encircling prey. But the idea of ‘learning the Demon King’s whereabouts from the mouths of monsters’ was clearly an exaggeration.

    Because even if monsters were smart, they wouldn’t have such advanced thinking abilities. What’s the difference between asking them and asking a fool?

    Now it seemed that Theodore wasn’t questioning the monsters at all, but relying on physical punishment.

    Yan Yunqing was speechless.

    The ‘heart’ probably didn’t expect Theodore to be so decisive. Even its explosive cries paused for a moment. Immediately after, as if knowing that its life was in danger if things continued this way, the few remaining vine tentacles waved wildly, lashing out toward Theodore.

    Yan Yunqing inwardly thought it was bad. If they pushed the ‘heart’ too far, it might think about self-destructing and dragging Theodore down with it—with Theodore’s tattered state, even if he blew up his remaining three wings, he wouldn’t be able to escape.

    Fortunately, Theodore looked like a madman, but he was actually somewhat rational. He finally remembered to retreat—it was hard to say whether it was because he discovered that there was no trace of the Demon King in this monster nest that he chose to retreat.

    The magical fluctuations became even more intense. Seeing that the ‘heart’ was about to self-destruct, dragging Theodore along to be buried with it, Theodore brandished his sword, slashing and retreating, because his injuries were extremely severe, causing his movements of hacking at the vine tentacles to be somewhat sluggish… Yet those vine tentacles seemed to want to block Theodore from leaving, but they weren’t as serious as when they blocked him from entering.

    Yan Yunqing couldn’t help but glance back. The ‘heart’ was still gathering energy in a serious manner, the surrounding magical fluctuations extremely restless, as if it was really going to self-destruct in the next second.

    Theodore, as a person in the midst of the situation, might not be able to see clearly, but Yan Yunqing, who had been watching all along, could see clearly. This ‘heart’ was faking a self-destruction, using a mutually destructive method to intimidate Theodore into leaving this place.

    Yan Yunqing: …

    Yan Yunqing didn’t find it funny at all. Instead, he was secretly shocked. This ‘heart’ showed no sign of brain tissue structure, yet it could not only think but also deceive?

    The scene retreated quickly. In the blink of an eye, the ‘heart’ along with the monster nest were left behind. The surroundings gradually became blurred. Just when Yan Yunqing thought there might be another scene, Theodore suddenly looked in his direction.

    Yan Yunqing was startled, subconsciously wanting to retreat, but then he remembered that this was a dream constructed from Theodore’s memories. Theodore’s memories didn’t have Yan Yunqing’s presence at the time. Theodore shouldn’t be able to see him.

    So, Theodore was looking at the person behind him?

    Yan Yunqing wanted to turn around with Theodore, but the world suddenly went black, and the picture rapidly faded, leaving only two voices lingering in his ears.

    “You look like you’re about to die, Theodore.”

    “None of your business.”

    “I didn’t want to bother with you, but if the King knows, he’ll probably think I’m derelict in my duty.”

    “…”

    “So, did you find it this time?”

    “…I will find it.”

    “…”

    “This world is about to become chaotic again. I am about to return to the Elf Mother Tree. You few be cautious in the future. I hope you will still be alive when I return.”

    After a long silence, with a sigh, the clear and cold voice said, “They all think you’re so crazy, you must be the first to find the King… I don’t think so.”

    “I will find him sooner than you, Theodore.”

    Yan Yunqing let the darkness engulf him like a tide, his consciousness sinking into a bottomless abyss.

    When he opened his eyes again, Yan Yunqing felt like he was trapped in a soft cloud… so soft.

    Yan Yunqing stared blankly at the ceiling in front of him, which was a roof made of tree patterns, surrounded by winding branches and green leaves, like a natural wooden house roof.

    Thoughts returned little by little, and his temple throbbed and ached.

    Yan Yunqing frowned and pressed his brow, his head dizzy, with a sense of soreness and weakness like he had done dozens of chapters of college entrance exam math papers in one breath.

    A typical case of overusing his brain.

    Yan Yunqing pressed it twice more before he slowly recovered.

    He slowly sat up. The bed beneath him was extremely soft, sinking slightly when pressed, no wonder he had just felt like he was sleeping in a cloud.

    After taking a brief look at the surrounding environment, Yan Yunqing quickly recognized it. This room was a palace built by the Demon King on the Floating Island, modeled after Serinval’s treehouse. The decorations inside were all based on Serinval’s style, and the wood was also taken from Serinval, including several magic circles carved by Sylph.

    It had no other use; the main function of this magic circle was to concentrate the mind and sleep peacefully. Of course, in the *Demon King* game, staying in this room would restore mana faster than in other places.

    Perhaps it was the effect of concentrating the mind and sleeping peacefully that relaxed Yan Yunqing’s vigilance. He sat on the bed in a daze for a while before opening his personal panel to check it out.

    It was okay if he didn’t look, but he was shocked when he did.

    When he went to the Floating Island, his level was just at 100, but now his level had increased by eleven levels in one go. Now he was level 111.

    Yan Yunqing: ???

    Did he eat some kind of luxurious supplement pill? How could he increase so much in one breath?

    Yan Yunqing opened the system log and studied it for a long time before discovering that the reason for his level increase was actually from the fragrance he smelled before he fainted.

    [Moon Dew Violet]

    A plant that grows by absorbing moonlight, it has a strange fragrance. After being irrigated with blood, it will bloom rapidly, transforming the power contained in the blood into a rich fragrance, causing people who smell the fragrance to hallucinate and have a certain chance to enter the [memory fragments] contained in the blood. When the power contained in the blood is exhausted, the Moon Dew Violet will wither.

    This flower was the reason he had just entered the dream, and his strength had increased because the blood absorbed by the [Moon Dew Violet] came from Theodore. Theodore’s strength was too powerful. The fragrance that his blood transformed into entered Yan Yunqing’s body. Most of it was used to construct the dream, and a small part was unusable and scurried around in his body, and then it was absorbed by the game system, becoming his experience for leveling up.

    Yan Yunqing: …

    No wonder he leveled up after sleeping. It was because Theodore gave too much.

    If he had a few more times like this, he might be able to match Theodore.

    Angels, such great supplements.

    Yan Yunqing was slightly distracted for a moment when the door of the treehouse was pushed open with a creak, and an angel in the form of a six- or seven-year-old child poked its head in, making eye contact with Yan Yunqing.

    Little Angel: !!

    Her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly pushed open the door, dragging her pure white little wings like a cannonball rushing in, “King! You’re awake!”

    Yan Yunqing stared at her steadily, recognizing who it was, “Lulu?”

    “Yes!” The little angel ran to the bedside, looking at Yan Yunqing with puppy-dog eyes, watery, making people unable to resist softening, “King! I missed you so much!”

    Lulu, the youngest angel of the angel race before Yan Yunqing quit the game.

    She was the last angel born before the God of Light died. Since the death of the God of Light, no new angels had been born in the angel race.

    Of course, the angels’ lifespan was long in contrast, or it could be said that they were immortal. As long as there was still a trace of light element in their bodies, the angels would not die, which could be called a bug-level blood-locking cheat.

    The long life and the years of living on the Floating Island also made the angels’ personalities more simple, especially the youngest angels, who were born when the divine war was about to end. They themselves had not participated in much war, and the God of Light died not long after their birth. They also became the last cubs in the angel race, and had always been spoiled by the older angels as cubs.

    Lulu in front of Yan Yunqing was this kind. Calculating it, Lulu was more than two thousand years old from birth to now, but she looked about the same as a human child of five or six years old.

    Theodore became one of the powerful combat forces under the God of Light when he was two hundred years old. Lulu was still a child at more than two thousand years old.

    This difference was indeed a bit big.

    “Long time no see.” Yan Yunqing had good memories of this legal loli Lulu, and also softened his expression, greeting her.

    “King, where have you been all these years?” Lulu snuggled up to Yan Yunqing like a puppy, arching his arm with her fluffy head, “Everyone misses you so much, but everyone can’t find you, and Theodore goes crazy from time to time—making a mess of the flower fields.”

    “I heard the news of your return, so I came over immediately!”

    Yan Yunqing stroked Lulu’s head smoothly, without answering the question of where he had been.

    Mainly, he didn’t know how to explain the reason for Blue Star and his appearance in this world. This was a mystery he was still exploring.

    But Theodore went crazy from time to time…

    Yan Yunqing was a little distracted. He had just understood the role of the [Moon Dew Violet] from the game system, and it was not difficult to understand why Theodore had given himself a knife when he saw him, and also poured blood on the flower roots.

    In essence, the effect of the [Moon Dew Violet] was not much, and there were no sequelae after use, but for Theodore, the use of this [Moon Dew Violet] was a bit like a drug that paralyzed the spirit.

    Judging from Theodore’s performance, he had even shown symptoms of being unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

    This was not a good sign.

    Lulu was still looking at him expectantly. Yan Yunqing rubbed her fluffy head twice more.

    “Can Lulu help me find Theodore? I have something I want to ask him.”

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