Defying the Fate of Beheading-Chapter 462 - 260: Cycle of Life and Death, an Unbelievable Scene for Louis
The nobles who can meet the Emperor are actually not that many.
Even when the Emperor had not yet taken the Golden Throne, it was the same.
Not to mention, Rudson’s expression clearly showed he wanted to seek the Emperor’s help.
The number of nobles who could receive the Emperor’s help was even fewer.
Louis was also curious about how exactly he convinced the Emperor?
As time accelerated, the scene around him quickly changed.
When the speeding stopped, he saw the silhouette of the Emperor.
Rudson raised his head and said:
"Emperor, I need help."
Louis watched Old Deng sitting upon the Golden Throne, looking expressionlessly at Rudson below:
"Reversing life and death is a great taboo, and it’s not even within my expertise."
Rudson said:
"Then please tell me where I can seek the possibility of technological breakthroughs in advancing the ’Book of the Dead’?"
The Emperor quietly looked at him and said:
"Give it up. In honor of your ancestors, I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that this time."
Rudson knelt under the throne, without speaking for a long time.
Day and night passed.
A day later, his face was already pale, but he still didn’t stand up.
When he was about to faint, the Emperor sighed and said:
"In the Shadow Plane, there is a nation built by the followers of the Dark Night Goddess."
"Maybe you can find answers there."
"Rudson, if you truly set foot on the road of recklessly abusing the power of the night..."
The Emperor slowly stood up:
"Then I will end it all with my own hands."
Rudson lowered his head and said: 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
"Of course, Your will."
Louis let out a sigh.
If he guessed correctly, this should be the situation recorded in the documents of the Shadow Country, about Rudson’s entry.
Sure enough, time accelerated, and the scene around him jumped instantly to the Shadow Country.
The Shadow Country in the dream had not yet erupted into chaos.
Under the rule of the Queen of Shadow Country, at least from the city’s appearance, it was still thriving.
Here, Rudson met members of the rebel faction.
The reason he initially joined the rebel faction was not that remarkable.
Because he only wished to explore the secret of life and death of the people of Shadow Country.
Considering his own considerable strength, the rebel faction still chose to attract him with some part of their technology.
At this time, he still felt guilty about creating chaos.
But all of this was forced to compromise in the face of Xilin’s impending death.
Later, however, he saw the Queen of Shadows mercilessly executing newborns outside of the plan, and his kind heart could no longer suppress his anger.
If it was compromise at the beginning, then later it was him taking the initiative.
The power of a Necromancer was amplified within the numerically limited Shadow Country.
In the absence of logistics, the Necromancer, who could turn enemies into allies, soon held the advantage amidst the standoff.
Especially since the Queen of Shadow Country never made an appearance, the rebellion quickly spread like wildfires.
It wasn’t long before their counterattack advanced to the temple.
In the temple, Louis saw the Shadow Country’s queen, already reduced to a skeleton.
The rebels finally knew the truth about the population secretly controlled by Shadow Country.
At the moment of indescribable pain, only Rudson noticed the remnant soul of the queen tightly entwined by dark night faith on the statue of the Dark Night Goddess.
So he made a suggestion:
"Instead of worshiping the Dark Night Goddess, why not worship our queen?"
"Topple the statue of the night! From today, let the queen proclaim herself a god."
The crowd at the scene looked at each other but was indeed moved by Rudson’s words.
The statue of the Dark Night Goddess collapsed.
In the place where the statue once stood, the statue of the queen was erected.
And relying on Shadow Country’s undead technology, Rudson elevated Andrew’s ’Book of the Dead’ to unprecedented heights and began to embark on his theoretical path.
He began to immerse more and more of his time in cracking the barriers of the Shadow Country.
One side cracking the barriers, the other compiling his ’New Book of the Dead’.
He had a premonition.
His technology was only one step away from completion.
But he was growing increasingly afraid.
He had stayed in the Shadow Country for far too long; he didn’t know if he’d still see his beloved when he returned.
One day, he saw the former leader of the rebels choose to step into reincarnation, and suddenly he realized.
"I understand what I’ve been missing."
He murmured: "The true essence of Necromancy isn’t to deny death but to acknowledge the cycle of life and death."
That night, in the Shadow Country, Rudson comprehended the true essence of Magic and stepped into legend.
On the same day, the dark night’s barrier could no longer hinder one who had pierced through the cycle of life and death, and he took one last look back at the Shadow Country, striding towards the depths of the mist.
He was going to see the person he yearned for day and night.
Louis watched him stumble back to the City of Art.
Seeing him there meet the Pope of the God of Love Church with a gloomy face.
Seeing the girl who was already like a candle in the wind.
He hugged her tightly, like a thief holding a piece of jade.
"Xilin, you’re going to be alright."
Necromancy, which was always known for its cold and deathly silence, blossomed in Rudson’s hands with a warm glow.
A miracle was born at this moment.
The always-comatose Miss Xilin slowly opened her eyes.
Bishop Tut excitedly declared there, art and love coexist, nothing was more pleasing to him than this scene.
But only Louis noticed the expression on the face of the Pope of the God of Love Church turning infinitely painful and angry.
