Chapter 54

At this moment, Luo Yan simply could not describe the joy in his heart with words.

It was not just because he had mastered a spell he hadn't mastered before, but also because he, who had lived a conventional life in this world for eighteen years, had unexpectedly re-recognized this world!

That was the other side of the mountain that the vast majority of people had never seen—

Being pious is not the only way to borrow the power of gods, and that power doesn't even come from the gods at all! It comes from the rules that have been written!

Even if those rules were indeed written by the gods!

"Hearing You You! We might have discovered a new continent!"

"Eh? But didn't Hearing You You already tell you that before, Lord Demon King—"

"It's different! Before it was just a guess, but now we have proven this point through practice!"

Luo Yan paced excitedly in the magic workshop, circling in place in the dim stone cave, letting his thoughts continue to wander.

At this moment, it was as if he had seen an apple fall in front of him, and the mysterious hand that had plucked the apple was already looming!

The truth seemed to be right before his eyes.

Yet, it was always separated by a layer of window paper; no matter how he moved forward, it seemed he was still a little short.

What a pity.

His primary job was Demon King, not a scholar engaged in research work, and he didn't have plenty of time to waste on splitting hairs.

"The barriers between different magic systems will be broken; faith is no longer an obstacle to spellcasting! It's a pity, if these things could be written into a paper and published... if we continue to dig deeper, we might have even greater discoveries!"

Thinking of this, Luo Yan couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

He knew this was impossible.

Even in Hell, where the Demon God has been replaced twice, discussing the gods is an absolute forbidden zone, and the conclusion he just reached happened to be something that could not be bypassed by linguistic art alone.

Being pious is not the only way to borrow the power of gods...

Luo Yan did not doubt it.

If he publicly said this sentence at the Demon King Academy, the people from the Ministry of Truth would rush over to greet him at the first opportunity.

"Although it's a bit regrettable, the related research should be limited to within the 'Great Graveyard' for now."

If there's an opportunity, he still needs to hire a few professional scholars.

Luo Yan planned to let Hearing You You upload the relevant data to the official website later; perhaps the players could discuss some clues worth his reference.

Returning to the desk, Luo Yan picked up the magic notebook again and hurriedly flipped to the next page.

Extinguishing a fire is only the most basic Dragon Language magic, equivalent to the entry-level curse "Dim and Lightless" in necromancy.

The only advantage of the former over the latter is probably that it doesn't require a wand.

And relatively speaking, Dragon Language magic is also hard to enjoy the bonuses provided by a wand.

After all, a real dragon doesn't need that thing!

In actual combat, Luo Yan would undoubtedly choose a more proficient spell system, but mastering an extra power system is not a bad thing; in specific situations, it might exert unexpected effects.

"... Since 'Extinguish' (Dragon Language) can work, presumably 'Shut Up' (Dragon Language) and 'Kneel' (Dragon Language) can also work!"

These two spells are Silence and Heavy Pressure respectively!

They are specifically aimed at spellcasters!

Grasping the previous feeling, Luo Yan tried repeatedly a few times; although the spellcasting efficiency was not as good as elemental spells, he estimated he still managed to use them.

Just when he was excited and wanted to try more, a line of dark green pop-up windows appeared before his eyes.

【Faith Value +5】

【Faith Value +4】

【...】

Hmm?

"Faith value increased again?"

Not only that—

The daily growth amount also seems to have changed!

At the gloomy and pitch-black mine entrance, seven men dressed like adventurers were waiting nervously.

The leader was Jack, whom Luo Yan had dealt with; as for the others, they were all unfamiliar faces, one of whom was even lying on a stretcher, with only half a breath left in his body.

Not knowing what this guy's idea was, Luo Yan, standing in the shadows, borrowed Bond's mouth and whispered in a hoarse voice.

"... Today is not our trading time; what are you doing here?"

Jack stepped forward half a step and bowed in salute.

"Respected Mr. Necromancer, respected Lord Demon King, I am your loyal servant Jack; it is very presumptuous to come and disturb you at this time..."

Recently, Luo Yan's ears were almost calloused from hearing this sentence, but he still patiently listened to him continue.

Simply put, the gangs in the underground street of Lei Ming City have a smuggling port disguised as a fishing village in the southern coastal area.

Yesterday, people from the Viper Gang were smuggling goods there, but they were ambushed by Sharkman raiders.

The young man lying on the stretcher was stabbed in the chest by the Sharkman leader's harpoon to protect Jack.

This wound wouldn't heal no matter what.

Not only that, the young man was like someone who had been hollowed out, withering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although this Jack is not a good person, he is unexpectedly a guy with feelings and righteousness.

Even for a client like Keli Si, whom he had only dealt with, he would try to help, even if it might just be to sell a favor. For a subordinate who was seriously injured to save him, Luo Yan was not surprised at all that he would come looking for him.

"It feels like this guy is already dying," Hearing You You, who was floating beside Luo Yan, whispered, "By the way, is there a spell to break curses in Steel-grade necromancy?"

From the perspective of divinity, it had probably already seen the curse entwined on him, as well as the constantly leaking "HP value."

Luo Yan did not answer Hearing You You's question, but after pondering for a moment, he borrowed Bond's mouth and said in a low voice.

"It's a curse; the weapon that stabbed him must be an extraordinary one."

Jack's expression moved slightly, and he said in an earnest voice.

"Do you have a way to cure him?"

Curses are indeed a bit difficult to deal with.

After all, in Hell, curses are supplements for the undead, and for demons, they are neither painful nor itchy.

As a necromancer, he is good at casting curses; as for breaking curses, it is generally the work of priests. There are spells to transfer curses and absorb curses in high-level magic, but the lowest is Gold-grade magic, the same level as Soul Extraction.

If it were before, Luo Yan probably couldn't help this young man.

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But now—

After pondering for a while, Luo Yan said.

"Leave him here, and you guys go outside and wait."

Jack hurriedly agreed upon hearing this and left the cave with his confidants.

Watching the figures disappear at the cave entrance, Luo Yan walked to the side of the young man named Lumier, took out a bottle of red potion, unscrewed the cork, and handed it to his mouth.

"Drink it."

The dying Lumier nodded gently and swallowed all the potion poured into his mouth.

Not long after, that hollowed-out face regained a trace of ruddiness; he coughed twice, and his complexion seemed to be better.

"Tha..."

Luo Yan raised his hand to signal him to shut his mouth, then reached out and placed it on his wound, whispering in a low, hoarse voice.

"Dispel." (Dragon Language)

The vigorous low growl was like a heavy hammer, fiercely striking Lumier's wound!

In just a moment, the death energy entwined on the wound was shattered by the righteous Dragon God aura, turning into a wisp of residual smoke and drifting away.

Because this skill consumes the life value of the target, Luo Yan specially gave the wounded man a bottle of healing potion in advance before casting the spell.

Now it seems his precaution was correct.

Lumier, who had been hit by a heavy hammer in the chest, widened his eyes, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets; he was almost sent away on the spot by this close-range dragon roar.

However, the curative effect of the spell was also obvious; the ailment on his body was cured instantly, and the originally rotten wound also began to slowly regrow under the effect of the healing potion.

Realizing that the curse on him had been lifted, Lumier quickly crawled up from the stretcher, prostrated himself on the ground in surprise and joy, and thanked him piously.

"Thank you, Lord Demon King... for saving me..."

Luo Yan retreated into the shadows and said expressionlessly.

"No need for formalities... By the way, regarding me, what exactly did Jack tell you guys."

Lumier hesitated for a moment, but thinking of what Jack had warned everyone before—not to have any concealment in front of that lord—he confessed truthfully.

Including the oath ceremony.

Including the Brotherhood, etc.

Hearing Jack's crazy operation, Luo Yan was stunned for a moment.

Good guy.

You learned this too?

He hadn't expected that he had just casually created a handle at the time, but this operation of swearing to the Demon God was directly copied by Jack.

Not only that—

This guy's ambition seems to be not just to hold the handles of his subordinates, but even further to create a secret sect hidden underground, and treat himself, who belongs to the Demon God lineage, as the totem of the sect.

These guys are no longer ordinary gang members, but have evolved into a secret sect that believes in demons?!

What kind of otherworldly Illuminati, Skeleton Party!?

"So that's how it is..."

Luo Yan finally understood where the faith value just now came from.

Lumier looked at Lord Demon King tremblingly, waiting for the latter's next instructions.

However, Luo Yan did not continue to ask him questions, but just dismissed him.

"You go down, and let Jack come over."

"Yes."

Lumier hurriedly responded, turned around, exited the mine, and returned to his companions.

When they saw their companion, who had only had a breath left, walking out of the mine full of vigor, everyone waiting outside the mine showed expressions of surprise.

Except for Jack.

He knew very well the strength of that lord; this kind of thing was just a piece of cake.

Compared to surprise, he felt more gratitude and pride in his heart, as well as a bit of luck!

Sure enough, compared to believing in some Saint Xisi, it is more practical to worship the Demon King who is right in front of you!

Everyone had already surrounded Lumier, pinching and squeezing him in surprise.

"Lumier?!"

"You can already stand up?!"

"This... is incredible."

"Saint—pfft, Lord Demon King is above! Demon God is above! This is simply a miracle!"

"It is indeed a miracle; that lord dispelled the curse on me with just one word," Lumier, who had survived the disaster, said with a shy smile, and then immediately looked at his boss Jack, "By the way, boss, Lord Demon King asked me to find you to go over..."

"Why didn't you say so earlier!"

Jack was startled upon hearing this, dared not neglect, and immediately entered the mine.

Worried that the Demon King had waited too long, he didn't wait for the Demon King standing in the shadows to speak, took the initiative to untie the bag hanging from his waist, and said respectfully.

"Respected Lord Demon King, thank you for responding to your servant's prayer; this is a little token of appreciation prepared for you by your humble servant; if you don't mind, please accept it—"

"Get up," Luo Yan did not look at the thank-you gift or tribute he placed on the ground, but went straight to the point. "Just now, Lumier told me about the Brotherhood."

After listening to the Demon King's words, the expression on Jack's face was full of anxiety; facing Bond standing in front of him, he said indecisively.

"This was all my own idea; I hope it didn't offend you..."

"Offend? How could it."

Looking at the anxious guy in front of him, Luo Yan smiled faintly and said unhurriedly.

"I don't oppose you guys doing this; in fact... I am very happy."

Hearing this, Jack finally put down the stone hanging in his heart and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It is my honor to serve you... I am willing to offer you everything I have, whether it is my life or wealth."

When he was on the carriage just now, he had already realized that there are things in this world more valuable than money.

Luo Yan said with a smile.

"It's best that you think so. However, I won't ask my believers to offer everything to me. Compared to worldly money, I hope you keep your oath in mind and keep this loyalty in your heart."

When he said this, Luo Yan paused for a moment and continued.

"The transaction between us will continue, but I don't have time to worry about such trivial matters personally. I will arrange for one of my spokespersons to handle it; you can just communicate with him."

As a Demon King, doing business personally all day is too demeaning.

Before, there was no one to use, so there was no other way; now that there is someone to use, Luo Yan is naturally too lazy to worry about such things himself.

As for Jack, he obviously also felt that finding a middleman would be safer and easier for himself, so he respectfully obeyed.

"May I ask how I should contact him."

Luo Yan continued in a slow and unhurried voice.

"Go to the Saint Xisi Church in Yinsong Town and find the priest there; his name is Mate, and he is one of my servants."

"After seeing him, you don't need to say any extra nonsense; just say that I sent you, and he will naturally know what to do."

Saint Xisi's Church?!

Jack looked in astonishment at the Demon King standing in the shadows whose true face could not be seen, his heart greatly shocked.

He had thought that the so-called servant was just a rat living in the underground street like him, but he didn't expect it to be a high-ranking person like a priest!

For the average citizen of Lei Ming City, a church priest is already the highest-status noble they can come into contact with in their daily lives.

Not expecting that even such a noble person had surrendered at the feet of the Demon King, Jack's heart was shocked beyond measure.

What kind of majesty is this!

Lord Demon King's strength...

Simply unfathomable!