Chapter 1518
Chapter 1518 - 1514: Conqueror
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As a product of the Divine Foundation, Lu Ping’an’s true strength began to unfold when he ascended to the Rule-level and beyond.
His Creation abilities, whether it be the Lamp Tree or "Granted Life," were enough to transform the world.
Mastering Evolution, Transformation, Life Fusion, and other Ten Thousand Spirits Traits, he naturally belonged to the highest tier of "production professions." However, Lu Ping’an had always been at the forefront of battlefields, which made people overlook his true dominant Trait. Once he started stacking his production capabilities, creating a production line for Military-Industrial systems, killing became as simple as pulling a trigger.
"...the world can be deceived too."
Lu Ping’an successfully deceived the world into believing he was a native Fishman. Of course, from the inside out, even at the genetic level, the Shark Overlord was indeed a Fishman.
Becoming a Child of the World might not always be a good thing. His past experiences told him that fate’s gifts often came with a hidden price tag. Whatever you gain from the world, you will eventually have to bear an equivalent burden...especially those worlds plunged into Doomsday crises, which were truly desperate to fatten up the pigs for the slaughter.
But, as of now, Lu Ping’an was essentially an irresponsible scoundrel, even planning to hit and run without a care.
He played big, and the stakes only got higher.
"My War Game is taking shape..."
Sitting upon his throne atop a Sea Dragon, Lu Ping’an reigned as the undisputed King of Kings, his Dark Fire covering the entire battlefield.
His "Seven Kings" were killing in a frenzy for their territories or for the legendary lv6. According to the legends, lv6 could not only match an Overlord but also legitimately arm-wrestle with Divine-Level figures (Quasi-Gods).
"lv6? It doesn’t exist." That’s what Lu Ping’an stated after leading his Legion to surround and defeat an Overlord. Yet the unresting Black Flame surrounding him was more powerful than anyone had ever witnessed.
Lu scoffed at the existence of lv6, but no one believed him. They had an inkling of the horror and strength of the "King" himself. They felt that only as the King’s confidants could they possibly receive the destined, limited "Ascension."
Especially those Kings, who had clearly grown stronger after receiving "Divine Grace," were working hard for lv5, their motivation at its peak.
In reality, they were not just empowered by Lu Ping’an’s Dark Fire but also by his series of boosts as a "War Player," including various "Divine Grace Gift Packs." Within this world, he was rumored to be an Avatar of the War God.
With ever-growing Legions under his command and the "Levels" of his warriors increasing, this naturally led to rapid progress along the Soldier pathway for Lu Ping’an himself.
"So that’s how it is. I understand now why Commanders need victories in battles to advance their Profession... Life is the food for the pathway of ’Death’; only with enough sacrifices can this Profession truly evolve."
For Lu Ping’an, every life that died from his Flames or because of him became part of the Black Flame.
They burned, they were consumed, they were brilliant... and ultimately, they forged the Black King.
Life and Death are two sides of the same coin; the Soldier path is especially unique... Its root in the Death system lies in requiring a multitude of "Lives" to perish in order to achieve its individual success.
In some sense, it is similar to the Mother Goddess who devours a massive amount of lives. A war where only one "Commander" can make a difference is rooted in this same essence.
Every "Big Warlord" or "Great Emperor" needs countless lives to sustain their existence. The number of high-level Soldiers (in the Death system) often depends on the peacefulness of the Plane. The top tier of the Death system is invariably limited, and each of its births signifies a catastrophe of life.
Another batch of severed heads was brought before Lu Ping’an. Even the weakest among them were Decree-level Life forms. He simply stroked his chin and said nothing.
Servants piled them up, and when they finally constructed a "Pillar," a black column of Death ascended.
𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
The War Flag, or rather the victors’ display stand, gathered the anguish and remains of the deceased, turning the enemies’ deaths into the strength of the living.
"Fearless."
An aura of morale to resist fear enveloped all under the Black King’s command, while their opponents faced the start of a new challenge.
The Ghost Souls that floated up from the heads atop the altars, along with the heads themselves, let out laments of death.
A wave of black light swept across the battlefield, the invisible cries of despair attacking the souls of all enemies, as the intrinsic fear drove the weake.rs into madness and despair.
At this moment, the Power that Lu Ping’an possessed wasn’t complete... but it was purer.
The Black King, who had entered the Rule-level as a Soldier (Death), brought Death and Black Flame.
However, he wasn’t merely a ruthless Tyrant... Despite all opponents and subordinates recognizing his cruelty and madness, as a ruler, he was surprisingly kind to common people and slaves.
Unlike other Monarchs, he was indifferent to wealth, beauties, or status. He saw Mortals as treasure, warriors as blades... It seemed that everything he did was for War and Conquest.
To his followers, he not only distributed lands and rewards generously, but he also bestowed tangible extraordinary powers. The Dark Fire, born from warfare, wouldn’t extinguish until the battle for the entire world ended, till "Lu" himself perished.
It seemed he was only interested in conquest, with just an Ugly Fishfolk for a wife and none of the merfolk beauties sparking any interest...
"...Lu Ping’an, you’ve exceeded my expectations."
"No, when you found me, it was beyond my expectations too, Lord Xiuyi."
Facing the young Sea Lion in front of him, Lu Ping’an seated on his throne was a bit surprised.
He had indeed made a report, but in such a huge world, to have been found so quickly unsettled him a bit.
"Rest assured, if it weren’t for someone familiar with you, even at a high-dimensional level, it would be impossible to observe you... Even Gods can’t open your box," assured Lord Xiuyi in plain words, easing Lu Ping’an substantially.
In theory, losing this body wouldn’t be a big deal, but Lu Ping’an hadn’t had his fill yet... On the other hand, he felt his Profession was on the cusp of a leap. This "Great War" might yield him a lot.
"What now, you want me to cooperate with you? To take the stage for you? Or to backstab directly?"
With the right conditions, everything was negotiable.
"No, no, that would be too wasteful. According to our intelligence, the Octopus alliance will arrive in this world in about two weeks. That’s when the critical moment comes..."
— End of Chapter 1518 —