Damn it! Let's smash the darkness together!-Chapter 580 - 156: Seven Saints Defeat the Evil, Rashamon Ming King! (6k words for monthly ticket)_2

"Oh, so now you’ve come to your senses? Too bad it’s too late, you didn’t cherish the chance last time, and now you want it but it’s gone!"

"She and her sisters beat you black and blue; you were almost eaten and had no choice but to flee."

"The more you fought, the stronger you became, undaunted. Every time Selena saw your plight, she advised you to give up."

"But you were unwilling. You hesitated before, but gradually you no longer lost heart; you struggled, but gradually you moved forward steadfastly. No matter how difficult the road ahead or how great the danger, you never wanted to give up, because you firmly believed in the saying, ’With enough effort, even an iron rod can be ground into a needle!’"

"Good, Alaya, keep moving forward. Mom will always support you." You were so determined that Selena couldn’t help but think back to the days when she was imprisoned in a cave, suffering greatly. She stopped advising you and decided to silently support you, to be your strong support, just like you were for her back in the day.

Slurp slurp~

Time flew by, and in the years you spent aiming for the 13th level of the Abyss, ignoring the world outside, the wars among mortals had reached a fever pitch due to the departure of the twelve saints. Clans and heroes rose together, and battles raged on.

Among them, seven especially powerful young prodigies emerged, dominating the continent just like the dazzling sun in the sky.

Among them was the Sword Saintess of the Human Clan, Triss, whom you had once heard of.

The West Constant Empire was waging war against the Dragon Clan at the border. With the situation on the front lines dire, Triss brought her troops to the Tianlan Plain of the northern small country alliance, preparing to draft you all into her service.

"This world, it is our Human Clan’s world! We all belong to the Human Clan and should stand up bravely, how can we shrink back in fear?

"Pass my military orders, every nation must provide fifty thousand elite soldiers and supplies! The Roberts Kingdom is strong, so they should provide two hundred thousand elite troops!

"If there is any disobedience, they will be executed without mercy!"

The arrogant Sword Saintess made the small countries’ lives miserable.

What she said seemed reasonable, but who didn’t know that when the time came, all the benefits would be reaped by the Empire?

These small countries only wanted to keep themselves safe and well. Who cared if they were the number one among tens of thousands of clans? They had coexisted for so many years, and even when the Human Clan was number one, didn’t they still have to offer beauties and livestock?

The small countries really didn’t want to compete but had no choice but to submit to the authority of the Sword Saintess. Under the rule of power, there was no freedom! The West Constant Empire was too strong; if they couldn’t handle the Dragon Clan, couldn’t they handle these small countries?

The small countries were accustomed to a life of peace. Their military forces were weak, and being forced onto the battlefield, weren’t they just cannon fodder sent to their deaths? For a while, Tianlan Plain was filled with complaints. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Your Roberts Kingdom received special treatment because the Sword Saintess knew of your strong capabilities, far superior to those of the average small country, hence the conscription of 200,000!

The Lust Demon Clan was a Gold race, and after you, the overall limit of the clan was being raised. But even so, going to the battlefield of thousands of clans was a matter of life and death.

Your mother Selena, as the Queen, tried to negotiate with the Sword Saintess, hoping to slightly reduce the number of conscripts.

"Who gave you the courage to talk to me like this? With such confidence, it seems your strength is even greater than I imagined. Then have your troops contribute 300,000 men!" Triss intensified her demands.

The outcome was worse than before, leaving Selena at her wits’ end and the whole kingdom covered in a cloud of sorrow.

Then, after another failed attempt to subjugate the Abyss, you came back to Selena, seeking healing for your battered body.

Slurp~

Selena explained the situation to you, and upon hearing it, you couldn’t help but sigh, "I just wanted to level up quietly without offending anyone. Why do they have to force me?"

At night, you snuck into the West Constant Empire Army’s camp like a ghost, found the Sword Saintess reading some naughty book, and immediately took action, knocking her to her knees, teaching her a lesson and threatening her to get lost fast or next time, I’ll make her—no, I’ll have her head roll."

After being defeated by you, the Sword Saintess did not surrender. Instead of her previous arrogance, she lay sprawled on the bed, crying out, "The Empire hasn’t lost! It’s just me. I’m defeated. Do with me as you will, whatever you want."

"Damn, this Sword Saintess? You’re not some desperate spinster, are you? Did you think I wouldn’t kill you?" You were fuming. You had no interest in these seemingly refined beauties because they didn’t have what you needed to increase your Buddhahood...

Hold on.

What is this?

Observing with the Eye of Insight, you were shocked to discover a massive Curse Flare hidden inside the body of the Sword Saintess!

What’s going on? Curse Flares should be the artifacts of Demons. How could she, a member of the Human Clan, have one? Could it be that she was a Demon in disguise?

You observed closely and contemplated. The size of her Treasure Bead was dizzying, and its quality was surprisingly high. It was the best quality Flare you had ever seen, and the temptation was too great for you.

You stopped thinking.

"So your name is Triss, and you like to conscript elite soldiers, huh? Today, I’ll let you conscript to your heart’s content!" You pinned her against the weapon rack and used your skill, taking by force!

"Alaya~ Alaya~ Wuu wuu, you can’t do this to me~ Wait, it’s not done yet, don’t leave Alaya~"

The military tent shook, the ground rumbled, and you both embraced the great harmony of life.

You seized the Curse Flare of the Sword Saintess, felt your strength enhance, but didn’t break through to the next level. However, as the Flare merged with you, it formed a seven-story Pagoda inside your body, emanating a sacred glow.