Demon hunter's Cooking Manual-Chapter 909 - 72 A Move Descending from the Heavens..._2

Chapter 909: Chapter 72: A Move Descending from the Heavens…_2

Chapter 909: Chapter 72: A Move Descending from the Heavens…_2

Thinking of this, their ‘Leader’ spoke.

“Jason, I think we need to talk.”

“I think there’s been a bit of a misunderstanding between us.”

“We can both win from this.”

Their ‘Leader’ said so.

Jason did not speak, nor did he answer.

The other party continued.

“Do you want to know the whole story?”

“Do you want to know why I did this?”

“I can tell you everything—I used to be a ‘poet’, a poet who sang praises to the Deity in the ‘Divine City,’ and due to my excellent Talent, I was bestowed with abilities uncommon to ordinary people, including… ‘life span.'”

“Can you imagine the joy I felt when I, a mere mortal, not even a member of the Black Iron Level races, became at least a Silver Level longevity species?”

“You must be able to imagine it.”

“People around me cast envious glances.”

“Under such gazes, I grew more joyful, and more tremblingly sang praises to the ‘Deity.'”

“Time was passing.”

“The people who once envied me have either aged or turned to dust, but I remained young and vigorous.”

“Even more youthful and lively than before.”

“Because, during this time, I was granted ‘Strength’ by two crowns.”

“One crown made my ‘words’ clearer.”

“Another crown made my ‘words’ more enchanting.”

“This made me very fearful.”

“I tried even harder.”

“In my mind, I was likely to enter a palace of one crown in 100 or 200 years, assuming the role of their exclusive poet, but then…”

“He appeared!”

“With the constant passage of the ages!”

“With the undying radiance of the sun!”

“With the deafening roar of a dragon!”

“With the brilliance of fierce flames!”

“Can you imagine?”

“When that ash-gray dragon, as if forged by time itself, carrying the fire of the sun appeared in the ‘Divine City’, what did we go through?”

“The palaces collapsed, the statues shattered, Deity fell, and we fled in panic.”

“That’s right, we could only flee for our lives!”

“He was simply a Demon, a terrible Demon, but how could the real Demon be him?”

“After fleeing the ‘Divine City’, we wandered outside.”

“Time gradually elapsed, many people around me died on the journey, and many more chose to give up, abandon their faith in their hearts, opting to fall.”

“But those who remained, held on.”

“Held onto the original purpose.”

“To rebuild the ‘Divine City’!”

“We did it!”

“There… we built a new city, where dual moons hung in the sky, very beautiful, although everything was just beginning, everyone became full of life, just needing 100… no, 50 years, to restore the glory of the ‘Divine City.'”

“But!”

“The real Demon appeared!”

“With a body full of magma, wielding a flaming greatsword, burst after burst of fiery shockwaves split the entire city, a terrifying, ferocious, twisted, gigantic monster descended from the sky with his arrival, thousands of malevolent rays killed one crown after another, the strongest among them died first, and afterward… it all crumbled.”

“Everything fell apart.”

“Continuous destruction completely made us lose faith.”

“Even I, who considered myself steadfast, became like those who fell.”

“I left there, coming to a strange place.”

“I planned to live a secluded life there, but as fate would have it, I met a wonderful woman; beautiful, Tenacious yet gentle, I hoped to live together with her, but she was already devoted to someone else, someone who theoretically should have died at this time, yet revived at another time, appearing again and again, like a lone ‘wolf’.”

“I withdrew.”

“He might not be like those two, but he was definitely the most terrifying one.”

“Even, I dared not look at that woman again.”

“Because, I am well aware, this would make him and me never rest in peace.”

“Sometimes I am also grateful that the woman’s existence gave this ‘lone wolf’ something to hold onto, otherwise, the whole world would be destroyed by that ‘lone wolf’.”

“‘She died, why does the world still exist?’ This is the message I saw in that guy’s eyes after using Great Prophecy.”

“So, I withdrew.”

“I came here.”

“I plan to rise again.”

“Because, here…”

Their ‘Leader’ unconsciously elongated his tone.

Then, a smirk of successful scheming emerged on his face.

“I’ve found you!”

With those words, the other party disappeared on the spot.

The next moment, he appeared right in front of Jason.

‘They’, the Leader, had turned into a blade shimmering with metallic glow.

The blade pointed directly at Jason!

By this time, Jason was no longer a hundred meters away.

He was standing outside the door of his ‘room’.

Jason crossed his arms in front of his chest!

Ding!

Amidst the crisp metallic sound, there was the noise of bones breaking.

The bones in Jason’s arms broke under the pressure at the moment of contact.

And Jason himself was knocked back into that ‘room’ by the tremendous force.

Bang!

In the dull sound, ‘they’, the Leader, began to laugh.

“A nice ‘room’!”

“Must have been modified from Losa 11’s main ship’s escape pod, right?”

“He really cares about you!”

“But, did he ever consider that by doing so, he was crafting you a tomb—a sturdy one?”

‘They’, the Leader, morphed back into his normal human form, but as he raised his hands, an invisible wind encircled the entire ‘room’, he didn’t want to lose track of Jason again.

That previous time, he could still attract Jason with some hidden stories.

What if it happened again?

He had no more stories to concoct.

Yes, concoct!

The story just now was found from bits and pieces of history.

He obviously hadn’t experienced those.

The Divine City does exist, but whether the destruction of the Divine City was due to the existence that seemed like ‘Time’ combined with ‘Solar Fire’?

He was not sure.

But deep down, he didn’t believe it.

You see, living at the end of the Mythical Era, he had seen real ‘Deities’.

Each of these ‘Deities’ was immensely majestic and radiant.

Yet even these ‘Deities’ couldn’t achieve what those fragments of history recorded.

Of course, another important point was: when he discovered these fragments, it was already the Mythical Era, and those texts engraved on ‘black basalt’ were already eroded beyond recognition.

How long would it take to reach such a state?

1000 years?

2000 years?

Or even longer?

Keep in mind, the ‘Mythical Era’ he was in had only lasted for 1000 years.

What about earlier?

Impossible!

There weren’t even writings back then!

How could there be any records?

Thus, he believed this was just someone’s joke.

Among the gods, such beings were not few.

What about the Demons, the Lone Wolf?

The same.

All jokes!

He usually took it as a joke, but at critical moments, it became the words that turned the tide.

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This was unexpected.

But, it didn’t prevent him from achieving the ultimate ‘victory’!

Whoosh!

The howling wind enveloped the whole ‘room’.

The wind gradually condensed into ‘solid’!

Rampant energy filled it.

Bang!

The door of the room was slammed shut.

Watching this scene, ‘they’, the Leader, smiled.

Although this room was sturdy, and he couldn’t open it with one strike, what about ten times, a hundred times?

He had plenty of time to ‘open it’!

“A cornered beast still fights, but that’s not the wise way.”

“But I appreciate your tenacity.”

“So, I will tell you what happened when I achieve the real victory… Of course, that will be after your death.”

‘They’, the Leader, sneered maliciously.

And at this moment, a calm voice came from inside the room—

“Have you ever seen an… artillery strike falling from the sky?”