Deep Blue Point Allocation, Strength Soars!

Deep Blue Point Allocation, Soaring Strength!

The moment the "King" sat down, heaven and earth changed color.

The Golden-Red Rhombus Gem that had originally been on the backrest appeared over Long Fan's chest, dyeing the entire sky golden-red.

As the saying went, if your Spiritual Power Value wasn't enough, an experience card would make up for it!

Feeling the surging, boundless power within him, Long Fan leaned back confidently in the broad seat.

His fingers tapped against the throne's left and right armrests, carved in the likeness of two mighty lions.

A sharp gleam flashed in his eyes as he swept his gaze over the Demon Race ravaging the town below.

A terrifying pressure, like that of an ancient colossal dragon, swept downward.

Whether they were the rampaging werewolf demons or the townspeople, none could move beneath that overwhelming pressure.

The townspeople's eyes were filled with terror, while the werewolf demons' pupils brimmed with apocalyptic despair.

The enlarged Long Fan sat upon that magnificent throne, his icy gaze overflowing with endless majesty.

"Redemption!"

It was as though his words became law.

Golden-red light surged forth from the Doomsday Throne, transforming into a vast curtain of light.

In an instant, it descended upon the world.

The townspeople began to regain the ability to move.

So long as they still had a breath left in them, they slowly rose to their feet amid the warm red light, like the radiance of angels.

Their injuries also healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The only thing that could not be changed was those who had already died.

Pein, whose heart had already been severely damaged before he forcibly detonated his spiritual power to kill the enemy, could not rise again.

Pei Qi and Pei Jie, whose corpses had been torn into pieces, were likewise beyond saving.

At the sight, Long Fan's heart trembled slightly atop the throne.

At that moment, he was like a god.

Yet he was not a true god, incapable of bringing back the dead.

With a silent sigh, Long Fan's gaze upon the werewolf demons grew even colder.

"Judgment!!"

The two icy words left Long Fan's mouth.

Whoosh!

Orange-red brilliance erupted from behind him.

It formed an enormous Orange-Red Light Sword.

It simply hovered quietly above the throne.

Yet the killing aura contained within made even the Golden-Haired Werewolf Demon's heart quake in terror.

His legs trembled, and his face turned ashen.

The ancient demon truly had not deceived him. Anyone who came to stomp low-level players had to be prepared to get stomped in return.

But he had never imagined it.

Why would even such a tiny town have a powerful being comparable to a demon god, here to stomp low-level players too?!

But the Sword of Judgment would not give him time to think or beg for mercy.

Countless orange-red rays burst from the blade and descended from the heavens.

As though they had eyes.

They pierced into the bodies of one werewolf demon after another.

Facing the Red Light shooting toward him, the Golden-Haired Werewolf Demon's eyes were filled with despair. Escape was simply unrealistic.

Even if he summoned Lady Medusa, who had been overseeing the battle, the outcome was still destined—

Death!

Once Judgment emerged, all demons would be slain!!

Wherever the throne passed, not a blade of grass would remain among demons and monsters!!!

Such was the terror of the Divine Throne of Doomsday and Slaughter.

The Golden-Haired Werewolf Demon could not even put up the slightest struggle.

He simply vanished silently from this world.

Not a trace of him remained.

Meanwhile, the sole remaining Medusa outside the town froze for a moment.

Then it frantically twisted its serpentine body, trying to slip into the forest.

Long Fan's gaze sharpened.

"Hand it over!"

A golden arrow of light shot forth.

It mercilessly pierced the naked, seductive female body.

With a flash of golden light, it was burned black.

Starting from seven inches below its head, the flames rapidly spread across its entire body.

The snake oil sizzled as it burned.

Its once curvaceous body suddenly shriveled flat.

Even the 36E before its chest was burned into a concave -36E.

In the end, it turned into a pile of ash.

Thus, the Demon Race was completely wiped out.

The system notification sounded almost at the same time.

Ding! Battle concluded. Calculating rewards...

Long Fan sat upright upon the throne, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Although his armor covered his body and the townspeople could not see his face, to be safe, Long Fan still cautiously used spiritual power to quietly erase the memories of the townspeople below who were worshipping the golden light.

After cleaning up, beneath the cover of golden radiance, with a whoosh, Long Fan and the Divine Throne turned into a golden meteor and vanished.

They finally landed and quietly returned to the Trial Field.

Once all the golden light faded, he had already returned to his normal appearance.

Without drawing attention, he blended into the crowd.

Almost simultaneously, Bright Moon City's reinforcements arrived after receiving word.

Yet they found not even a trace of the Demon Race.

The leading knight, Ba Lei Te, tried to question the townspeople.

But he could only obtain a few scattered fragments of information.

Based on the strange celestial phenomena they had seen on the way over, he could only roughly guess that some powerful passing knight had stepped in and slain them.

After all, Bright Moon City seemed to have a Divine Throne powerhouse hidden within it.

Ba Lei Te did not continue asking questions.

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The urgent priority was rebuilding the town and handling the aftermath.

Part of the forces were assigned to stand guard.

The rest were sent out on patrol.

Although the townspeople had their memories of the Doomsday Throne exterminating the Demon Race erased, they retained a deep impression of the brave deeds of Pein and his two brothers.

With Long Fan quietly fanning the flames, the townspeople all petitioned for them to be recognized for their merits.

In the end, at the townspeople's urging, Ba Lei Te truthfully recorded and reported the achievements of the three probationary knights who had died while defending the town.

These three probationary knight heroes were directly granted burials befitting knights, while their families received generous compensation.

Only then did this Demon Race invasion come to an end.

Night fell.

Back in the little wooden cabin, Long Fan was weighed down by his thoughts.

When a nightmare became reality, yet he was powerless to change it—

that feeling was truly frustrating and infuriating.

Having experienced the power of forging a Divine Throne with one hundred thousand points, strength enough to protect what he wished to protect, Long Fan now placed even greater importance on his desire for power.

Then he suddenly remembered that there were still items in the beginner's gift pack he had yet to use.

With a thought.

System, extract it for me!

The system's clear, cold notification sounded in his mind.

Ding! Congratulations, Host, you have obtained the Saint Demon Constitution. Would you like to merge with it?

Eager to grow stronger, Long Fan nodded decisively.

Of course. Merge it immediately!

The moment the thought fell.

A streak of golden-purple light instantly passed through his brow and burrowed into his body.

A strange power rapidly fused into his limbs, bones, and every part of his body.

There was none of the agonizing, life-and-death pain of bloodline inheritances in other novels.

The entire process was neither painful nor itchy.

Although the "Saint Demon Constitution" that had entered his body felt rather large.

He only had to endure it a little, and it was over.

The fusion went smoothly.

In the end, it formed a golden-purple Saint Demon Mark that sank into his brow.

Information corresponding to the constitution also flooded into his mind.

The Saint Demon Constitution could be said to start at the peak.

Not only did it raise his Outer Spiritual Power from its previously negligible base of 3 points directly to the normal limit of 200 points.

It even had the potential to continue raising that limit.

And if he underwent a Sacred Awakening, he could further max out his Innate Inner Spiritual Power at 100 points.

What kind of concept was that?

It meant that...

Anyway, it was fucking amazing.

It was like badass's mom opening the door for badass—badass had come home!

After all, one had to know that Long Haochen, the child of the plane, possessed the Child of Light constitution, with an Innate Inner Spiritual Power of ninety-seven upon awakening.

Only after merging with the Light Elemental Spiritual Furnace had it barely risen to ninety-nine.

Then, after a Divine Blessing Awakening, it had only barely increased by one point to reach one hundred, upgrading into the Light God Physique.

Moreover, his Outer Spiritual Power had been honed up bit by bit by his hellish instructor.

By comparison, his own Saint Demon Constitution was like a heifer riding a motorcycle—

Utterly badass!

Perhaps this was what it felt like to cheat.

Just then.

The system sent him another surprise.

Ding! Attribute Point rewards are now being distributed. Please check them.

He opened the attribute rewards and saw:

Outer Spiritual Power Attribute Points *50, Equipment Attribute Points *16, Charm Attribute Points *33, Skill Attribute Points *266

Since it was his first battle, and the Demon Race members he had slaughtered were not weak.

The rewards looked quite generous.

Long Fan opened the system panel.

He moved his fingers.

With a thought.

"Deep Blue, add points!"

First, he directly raised his Charm attribute to 88.

It became quasi-Fairy Beauty!

After all, whether one was strong or not was only a matter of one version.

But whether one was handsome or not was a matter for life.

Looks... truly were irresistible!

Then his gaze fell on the Outer Spiritual Power Attribute Points.

Without hesitation.

He added them directly.

Although 250 wasn't exactly an auspicious number, strength was all that mattered.

Next were the skill Attribute Points.

Since his total Spiritual Power Value had reached 250, judging by the numbers alone, he already counted as a third-tier knight.

The knight's basic skills had been unlocked accordingly.

He directly maxed out the 100 experience points required for both Thrust (Tier 1: 1/100) and Charge (Tier 1: 1/100).

He added the remaining 66 points to Light Sword (Tier 2: 66/200).

All at once, he became proficient in those skills.

Especially the two Tier 1 skills, which had instantly reached perfect mastery.

Was this the joy of Deep Blue Point Allocation?

It was like speed-learning's mom opening the door for speed-learning—he'd speed-learned all the way home.

God-level Attribute System, you truly lived up to your name!

(((((((((((っω)っΣ(σ｀ω)σ Take off!!

So hyped!

It felt like his life had already reached its peak...

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It's a goddess-centric story (ω) thx