BMN Chapter 114 (Patreon)

Chapter 114: The Demon Lord's Answer

"So this is... your Kingly Path?"

If there was one person who was truly shaken by the scene before them, it was undoubtedly Artoria.

She wasn't afraid of the power of the King of Conquerors' Noble Phantasm.

Rather, it was because this Noble Phantasm struck at the very foundation of her pride as the King of Knights.

Unwavering and wholehearted devotion.

A bond with one's retainers so profound that it could reach the level of a Noble Phantasm.

It was a treasure that the King of Knights, an ideal monarch, could never obtain in her entire life.

If only... if only I could have...

Artoria thought of her own Knights of the Round Table.

It wasn't that she lacked followers.

But compared to the King of Conquerors, she couldn't even manage to unite her own subordinates.

"A king!"

As if in response to Artoria, the King of Conquerors roared, "Is one who lives more vibrantly than any other and inspires awe in all who see them!"

The ranks of mounted Heroic Spirits echoed his words, banging their shields and cheering in unison.

"He who bears the aspirations of all heroes and stands tall as their exemplar—that is the king!"

"Therefore!"

Filled with overwhelming confidence and pride, the King of Conquerors, though standing below, seemed as if he were at the highest peak, looking down upon all Heroic Spirits.

"A king is not isolated from the world."

"A king must be the embodiment of the will of all their subjects!"

"Indeed! Indeed! Indeed!"

The unified shouts of the Heroic Spirits shook the earth and shot to the heavens.

No matter how mighty the army or how thick the castle walls, nothing could stand against the comrades of the King of Conquerors. Their roaring battle spirit was enough to split the sky and rend the earth.

"Now!"

"Display your Kingly Path before me and my heroes!"

"Demon Lord from another world!"

"..."

That's right!

Perhaps the King of Conquerors' Army of the King was simply too awe-inspiring.

Artoria suddenly remembered.

Bai Luo also possessed the power to summon strange Servants.

Before, she didn't understand how he did it.

But now—

With the King of Conquerors' example before her, the existence of Violet and the Ice Empress now had a plausible explanation.

"Those are truly inspiring words, King of Conquerors."

Bai Luo still stood alone at the other end of the desert.

But his voice reached everyone's ears without any delay.

Especially the King of Conquerors, the opponent he had declared war upon.

"I must thank you."

Bai Luo slowly raised his right hand, then clenched his fist. "Thank you for providing me with such a magnificent stage."

"Crack!"

As Bai Luo's words fell, the sound of shattering glass came from above their heads.

"What?"

The sky... cracked.

This phenomenon startled the King of Conquerors.

He tried to repair his Reality Marble, only to find that it didn't need repairing at all.

"What's going on?"

"Crack, crackle crackle~~~"

Although the Reality Marble was undamaged, the spatial fissures grew more numerous and larger.

"Clang!"

Finally, with a crisp shattering sound, a multitude of translucent snowflakes fell from the sky, instantly filling the vast, scorching desert.

"Snow?"

"It's snowing?"

But before everyone could marvel, more changes appeared before their eyes.

The desert churned as thick tree roots broke through the earth and shot into the sky.

Green shoots sprouted from the roots, and in the blink of an eye, the color of life spread across the desert.

"Boom!"

However, it wasn't over yet.

Flames rolled as sand dunes began to melt, and a volcano spewing thick smoke rose in the distance.

Then came fierce winds, torrential rain, lightning, shadows...

All sorts of different, even contradictory, magical attributes appeared abruptly within the King of Conquerors' Reality Marble.

Then, like flowers, they bloomed in another's territory.

"Crack! Clang!"

Behind Bai Luo, a slender, fair hand swept across, violently shattering the scenery of the endless desert.

"Crackle crackle~~~"

This fissure did not stop there but extended outward to both sides.

The scene was as if someone had torn the distant world in two with some great power, splitting it down the middle.

"S-So powerful."

"Is this the kind of opponent Lord Bai Luo faced in the other world?"

At the same time, in the Kijin village in the Cardinal World, all the residents were looking up, gazing at the scene of another world reflected in their sky.

When the King of Conquerors deployed his Reality Marble, it wasn't just Artoria and the others who were deeply shaken—even the monsters of the other world felt the heroic spirit of the warriors from an ancient era.

It was inspiring, admirable.

Though they were in different worlds, their hearts resonated with this display of loyalty.

"Thump, thump, thump!"

Within the Reality Marble, from the shattered spatial rift behind Bai Luo, figures poured out like a tide from that dark world, spontaneously gathering around Bai Luo into thousand-man phalanxes.

"The enemy's numbers exceed 30,000!"

"Every single one of them possesses combat power no less than a C-rank Heroic Spirit, and among them are elites comparable to B-rank, and even peerless heroes on par with A-rank!"

5,000 goblins versus 30,000 C-rank Heroic Spirits—their side was clearly at a disadvantage.

But he also had an advantage the King of Conquerors did not.

"Rumble~~~"

The earth began to shake, and the first thing to change was the distant volcano.

A behemoth stepped out from within.

It stood fifty meters tall, covered in sharp crimson fur, with magma flowing over its body like blood vessels, pulsing like a heart. It was none other than Blazefang, one of the Eighteen Wolf Guard, personally named by Bai Luo.

And behind it, dozens of similarly enormous wolf-men exerted an unprecedented pressure on the King of Conquerors' army.

"Awooo~~~"

A long wolf howl echoed, and a piece of the sun hanging high in the sky suddenly vanished.

Darkness began to fall.

A frigid wind howled as the Winter Frost Wolf emerged from the ice. Like the giant wolf Fenrir from Norse mythology, its crimson eyes stared greedily at the heroes from ancient times.

"Another one!"

Watching these ancient Phantasmal Beasts appear one after another, Artoria had little reaction, but Gilgamesh's expression grew uglier.

As a Heroic Spirit from the Age of Gods, Gilgamesh understood the terror of Divine Beasts and Phantasmal Beasts better than Artoria.

Bai Luo was not King Solomon; he could not summon the Seventy-Two Demon Gods.

But in Gilgamesh's eyes, the wolf-beasts he was summoning now were in no way inferior to any demon god.

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