I Have Infinite Skill Points-Chapter 518

"You still have the mood to laugh at me? Come help me quickly, or the South Summon Kingdom will be no more," Ma Eiman roared into the phone furiously.

"Paradise Bird needs the South Summon Kingdom for nation-building, as agreed upon. If the South Summon Kingdom is wiped out, Paradise Bird will never have a stable home."

"Oh my God, I really doubt how you became a Senior General. Has the current situation filled your brain with crap? The South Summon Kingdom is doomed now. Not even a god could save you. Don’t you get it?"

"No! There is still one way for both the South Summon Kingdom and Paradise Bird to exist safely. Open the Time-Space Gemstone and let the Demon Clan’s army descend."

"HEH HEH HEH..." A cold laugh came from the other end of the phone. "You really are foolish. The gates to the Demon World cannot possibly be opened within the South Summon Kingdom. Even if they could be opened successfully, other nations would not hesitate to launch nuclear missiles. You think too highly of the South Summon Kingdom!"

"What?" At that moment, General Ma Eiman finally understood. Paradise Bird had deceived him, utterly and completely. How could Ma Eiman have failed to consider the worst outcome when launching a coup?

The worst outcome would be making enemies of the entire world. Therefore, Ma Eiman had an agreement with Paradise Bird beforehand. Should the worst scenario occur, Paradise Bird would activate the Time-Space Gemstone and call forth the Demon Clan’s army.

Even though he, Ma Eiman, would be one step lower after the arrival of the Demon Clan’s army, being oppressed by powerful nations or the Demon Clan made little difference to him. As long as he was still oppressing countless others below him, that was enough.

Of course, this was merely a plan for the worst-case scenario. In Ma Eiman’s plans, the worst-case scenario didn’t necessarily have to happen.

But the reality was cruel. The situation had worsened from the start, heading towards the worst-case scenario. What made it even more unacceptable to him was that Paradise Bird had never truly valued the South Summon Kingdom; it was impossible for them to open the gate of time and space there.

"Bastard—" Ma Eiman angrily crushed his phone, his eyes instantly turning blood-red.

It was only one step away from completing the plan, just one step... A resolute look flashed in Ma Eiman’s eyes, and with a flicker, he vanished from the study.

In order to control the puppet King more effectively, Ma Eiman’s house was less than 800 meters from the palace. Straightaway, Ma Eiman reached the palace. At this moment, the atmosphere inside the palace was panic-stricken, its people like birds startled by the merest twang of a bow.

"Where is His Majesty the King?" Ma Eiman grabbed a maid and demanded coldly.

"In... in his royal bedchamber," the maid trembled incessantly, like a small bird in a storm.

Ma Eiman let go of the maid and rushed straight to Prince Moses’ bedchamber. He kicked open the door to the bedchamber; the newly crowned King, terrified, was hiding under a table, his buttocks shaking in fear.

Ma Eiman yanked the King out like a dead dog and dragged him straight to the great hall of the palace.

"Moses, I command you now to abdicate the throne to me," Ma Eiman’s voice rose like the call of death. Prince Moses didn’t dare to refuse.

That morning, his father the King and his second elder brother had been brutally murdered by Ma Eiman. The image of their gushing blood terrified Moses, leaving him with no will to resist.

"Yes, yes, I’ll abdicate the throne to you right away. I’ll give you everything, just don’t kill me... don’t kill me..."

"Hurry!"

Prince Moses shakily recited the abdication document and then, trembling, took off the crown from his head. Ma Eiman snatched the crown and placed it on his own head.

Suddenly, he grabbed Moses by the throat and slowly lifted him.

"I planned for 50 years to realize my dream of becoming King, 50 years! Why did it all go to waste? Why did I fail? Why is your older brother still alive? He should have obediently died.

"Even if I cannot secure this throne, I must sit on it. Even if it leads to destruction, I want the entire South Summon Kingdom to perish with me. Do you hear me? Go down there and deliver a message to your father that the last King of the South Summon Kingdom is me, Ma Eiman!"

CRACK—

With a crisp sound, Moses’ neck was twisted and broken by Ma Eiman.

Ma Eiman sat on the cold, stone throne, feeling the faith contained within it. This throne had stood in the great hall for 200 years. The moment he sat upon it, he felt as if he were touched by a radiant power.

In his youth, when the teacher asked his classmates about their dreams for the future, almost everyone answered that they wanted to become powerful warriors. Only he, Ma Eiman, said he wanted to become King.

He remembered their laughter, so piercing. The teacher had said with a smile, "If you want to be a king, you first have to be a king’s son."

That was unjust. Why could the son of a King become a King and lead the people, doing nothing to earn it, while others were destined to be enslaved?

The dream of his childhood, spoken only once, remained in his heart for a lifetime. He was still that child, unchanged for decades.

The South Summon Kingdom was regarded by the rest of the world as the least dignified nation. Why? Because it was weak. If I were King, I’d never allow my people to be so base. I’d want every one of my citizens to walk tall and proud in the world.

Every time he saw the King on missions to foreign countries, bowing and scraping, he felt deep disgrace. Especially when seeing those compatriots groveling before foreign dignitaries, yet acting high and mighty towards their own kind, that humiliation enraged him.

Through relentless effort, Ma Eiman gradually rose to high ranks. As his strength and prestige grew, he finally became the Senior General at the age of 40, second only to one, above all others.

But that was far from enough. A Senior General could not change the mindset of the people, nor the state of the country. Only by becoming King could he issue commands to everyone.

Now, he had finally become King, but there was not a single person left to take orders from him.

"Why... why does the world treat me this way? Why? What exactly did I do wrong?"

BOOM—

A loud explosion; the sound of the blast was almost within arm’s reach.

Quickly, a squad of soldiers charged into the hall, pointing their guns from a distance at Ma Eiman, who sat on the high platform’s throne.

"Are you here to pay homage to the new king? I am your King, His Majesty Ma Eiman! Bow down and salute me now!"

"Ma Eiman, have you lost your mind? Get off the throne! You’re under arrest..."

SLAP—

The head of the soldier who spoke burst open instantly like a smashed watermelon. Ma Eiman was not just the Senior General of the South Summon Kingdom; he was also the kingdom’s strongest man, a Star Martial Warrior at the peak of the Star Sea Stage.

Even if he had gone mad, he was not someone an ordinary person could scold.

"Open fire—"

"No need," a voice suddenly interjected. Escorted by Wang Lan, Moka had successfully made an airborne landing into the palace and then hurried over without pause.

"The eldest prince?"

"Your Highness, the eldest prince, you’ve finally returned." The soldiers, unwilling to confront the armored troops with their flesh and blood, had chosen to defect at the last moment. Since the United Nations did not recognize the Ma Eiman government, they also simply refused to acknowledge Ma Eiman’s leadership. Thus, they switched from being enemies to allies.

Choosing sides was indeed the quickest way to change one’s circumstances.

Now that Moka was back, the soldiers felt their defection was even more justified and honorable.

When Moka saw the body of his younger brother, Prince Moses, at Ma Eiman’s feet, his eyes immediately turned red.

"Ma Eiman, you killed my father the King, you killed my second brother, and now you’ve killed my third brother too? You... you bastard!"

"That’s not all. Aside from you, I’ve killed the entire royal family by now."

"Ah—" Moka was so provoked by these words that he roared to the heavens, "I demand a duel! I will kill you—"

In the midst of Moka’s roar, Star Power flashed around him, and a thunderous force enveloped him as if Thor himself had descended. Meanwhile, Wang Lan, who had entered with Moka, let out a cold smile, and his figure suddenly burst forth.

Butterflies danced, a dazzling, beautiful sight. Ma Eiman’s heart suddenly grew cold, and his sharp eyes scanned the flitting Nether Butterflies all around.

Suddenly, Wang Lan’s figure emerged from a Nether Butterfly and slashed down fiercely. Ma Eiman’s strength was indeed considerable; he managed to dodge swiftly the moment Wang Lan appeared.

He avoided the deadly slice of the Zanpakuto at the last instant, but Wang Lan’s attack was not over; another strike followed swiftly after Ma Eiman.

SCHLICK—

The Zanpakuto pierced Ma Eiman’s back, and a splash of water erupted from the wound. He had used Elementalization. As a master at the peak of the Star Sea Stage, Ma Eiman’s control over Elementalization was already superb.

Ma Eiman’s figure retreated instantly, breaking free from the Breaking Swords and backing off 3 meters. He was preparing to launch a Star Martial Skill attack when suddenly his body stiffened; he clutched his chest and collapsed.

Large beads of cold sweat dripped continuously, and Ma Eiman, his face full of horror, looked up at Wang Lan.

"Your sword... how could it really hurt me... I already... elementalized."

"My sword strikes not only the body but also the soul." While saying this, Wang Lan’s figure instantly darted past several afterimages to appear before Ma Eiman. He placed a palm on Ma Eiman’s head, and lightning flashed, sealing his Star palace.

This was to prevent Ma Eiman from self-destructing, but in fact, Wang Lan was worrying needlessly. Ma Eiman would not self-destruct; he did not have the courage to do so.

"Huh?" Moka, who was planning to battle Ma Eiman for 300 rounds, froze in place. So quick? In just one or two seconds, Ma Eiman, hailed as the strongest in the South Summon Kingdom, was subdued?

Moka was a prodigy of the South Summon Kingdom, also a late-stage master of the Star Sea Stage. No one doubted that Moka would surpass Ma Eiman eventually, just not now. If not for Wang Lan backing him up, he wouldn’t have dared to face Ma Eiman alone.

But now, in an instant, Ma Eiman, whom Moka had considered invincibly strong, was defeated by Wang Lan. What did this mean? Wasn’t it said that the peak Star Sea Stage represented one of the world’s supreme powers? Weren’t even the Five Emperors themselves Star Sea Stage warriors? Why then did the gap between Ma Eiman, the strongest, and Wang Lan feel as vast as the one between the Star Shine Stage and the Galaxy Stage?

While Moka was lost in a daze, a murderous intent flashed in Wang Lan’s eyes.

"I’ll tell you! Don’t kill me! I’ll tell you everything! This was all Paradise Bird’s conspiracy! Paradise Bird made me do this! I’ll tell you where the Time-Space Gemstone is! I’ll tell you everything!"

"No need. I’ll find out myself!"

As Wang Lan’s voice fell, Star Power surged around him. His spiritual power immediately invaded Ma Eiman’s mind, and Ma Eiman’s memories flashed rapidly before Wang Lan’s eyes like a slideshow.