After listening to the black-clad magician's explanation, Sun Fei had a general idea of what was going on.
The so-called God and Demon Ruins are probably similar to those tomb raiding and treasure hunting in my previous life. If I can find some undeveloped God and Demon Ruins, and if I'm lucky, I might find some magical equipment or secret manuals left over from the era of gods and demons. If I use them properly, I won't have to be afraid even if that damn Sander Empire comes knocking on my door in the future.
"Alright, you've said enough. Now, hand over the map!" Sun Fei grinned and said, "Mr. Evans, you're right. It seems we really do have a chance to cooperate... Well, but you have to show me the map first so I can verify its authenticity. What if everything you've said is a lie?"
"Haha... cough cough... hehe, young man, do you think I'm a fool?" The black-clad mage choked on two mouthfuls of blood, a mocking expression on his face. "I'm afraid that the moment I handed over that map, I'd be a cold corpse the next second?"
Sun Fei wasn't angry at all. He even squatted down and patted the black-clad mage on the shoulder, winking mischievously as he said, "How could I? Lord Evans, I swore a solemn oath in the name of the Chambord City royal family under the witness of His Highness the God of God of War. How could I deceive you? Besides, to develop the God and Demon Ruins you mentioned, I definitely need powerful mages to help me. I'm in dire need of experts like you. Haha, we have common interests and need each other's help. Why would I be in such a hurry to kill you?"
Upon hearing Sun Fei's words, the black-clad magician's expression flickered, and he hesitated.
Throughout history, there have been two kinds of honors on the Azeroth Continent that are most inviolable: the code of chivalry and the credibility of the King. Especially since Sun Fei had sworn a solemn oath in the name of the God of War, Evans should have believed him. But for some reason, he always felt that the King in front of him was slick and had an inexplicable evil aura, making him somewhat unreliable.
Upon seeing this, Sun Fei's expression gradually turned cold.
He stood up and snorted coldly, suddenly switching to [ Necro-Sorceress Mode ]. A faint white Death Energy swirled around him like mist, and a cold, eerie atmosphere rose and fell. Sun Fei raised his hand and pointed, and with a whoosh, something incredible happened. The black-clad mage's eyes widened, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets.
Amidst the splattering blood, a grotesque white skeleton wielding Bone Shield and brandishing Bone Blade crawled out from the corpse of a mercenary lying on the ground. The skeleton's bones cracked and popped, and with each step, a chilling grinding sound came from its joints. Its two eye sockets on its head were like two black holes, and its entire body was a ghostly white, like a demon from Hell.
Necromancer skill - [ Raise Skeleton ].
"Ah? You..." The black-clad mage trembled with terror, "You are... a... an evil necromancer? I... I... I..."
Sun Fei frowned slightly.
Because he actually sensed a familiar aura from the black-clad mage, a sinister Death Energy hidden within the mage's body. Although extremely faint, it was impossible for Sun Fei, who possessed the power of a level 6 Necromancy, to hide from it.
"Haha, I really didn't expect that, Lord Evans. I didn't realize you were also skilled in Necromancy. I won't say any more. If you obediently hand over that map, we can still happily cooperate and develop the God and Demon Relics together... Otherwise, as you know, for a necromancer like me, even if you die, your soul will not escape my grasp. I have many ways to refine and torture your soul. You will have to hand over the map even if you die young. It's just that you will suffer more. Why bother?"
The white Death Energy spun wildly in his hand. Sun Fei tried his best to appear evil and sinister, threatening him menacingly.
In his heart, he secretly covered his mouth and chuckled. This feeling was somewhat like the scene in the movie in his previous life where the Kuomintang reactionaries tortured revolutionary martyrs in prison - "Tell me or I'll beat you to death..." Hehe, luckily he was not that vicious villain Nan Batian, and the black-clothed magician was not the unyielding heroine Sister Jiang.
The black-clad mage Evans hesitated for a moment, staring at the grotesque skeleton, before finally handing over Hell obediently. Although he was already half-dead from torture, he still possessed the magic to retrieve the map from his storage ring. Sun Fei's combination of kindness and threats had left him somewhat doubtful, but he finally gritted his teeth and decided to take the gamble. With a flick of his wrist, a map made of mysterious material appeared out of thin air in his hand. "Young man, the map is here. You must keep your word. Without Four-Star Class mage, you could never excavate the God and Demon Ruins. Kill me, and you will gain nothing."
Sun Fei took the map, flipped it open, and carefully examined it.
The map wasn't small; when unfolded, it was about three meters square. It was made entirely of an unknown yellow material, so light it seemed weightless, even possessing a slight buoyancy. With a gentle shake, Sun Fei caused the map to fully unfold in the air. It was covered with mountains and rivers, including great rivers, forests, lakes, hills, and mountains—encompassing a vast area. Among these endless mountains and rivers were countless densely packed dots of various colors, annotated with a strange script. Sun Fei felt it looked somewhat familiar, but he couldn't recall where he had seen this script before.
Although it was the first time Sun Fei had seen this map, his intuition told him that Evans hadn't produced a fake to fool him.
With a wave of his hand, Sun Fei's Summon ferocious skeleton shattered into a pile of bone fragments. He also switched back from [ Necromancer Mode ] to [ Barbarian Mode ], and the dense Death Energy surrounding him vanished without a trace, as if he had never existed.
This unexpected turn of events caught the black-clad magician's eye and made it light up.
He was of mediocre talent, having followed the nine- Moon Class expert Ferdinand for over twenty years, yet only reaching the strength of a four-star Necromancy. He was once a laughingstock in the Manchester Empire. Later, driven by greed for power, he succumbed to temptation and began cultivating necromancy—a path to rapid power that was forbidden by the Holy Church, the continent's overlord. Fearing discovery by the divine masters and execution at the stake, he had always lived in hiding, rarely seen in public. His recent departure from his mentor Ferdinand to travel to other countries was perhaps also an attempt to avoid the powerful divine masters in the empire's center. At this moment, Sun Fei's method of concealing necromancy energy caught his eye. If he could master this method, he could cultivate Necromancy with complete peace of mind, without fear of the Church's discovery.
Seeing the scattered white bone fragments on the ground, Evans felt a sense of relief.
It seems this young man truly has no intention of killing him. He probably does need a four-star mage like him to excavate the God and Demon Relics. That's good. Once he recovers his strength, he can feign cooperation with this kingdom, slowly and secretly control Chambord City, and then obtain the secret technique for concealing necromantic energy. Then, he can suddenly launch an attack and kill him... Hehe, without anyone noticing, he can secretly seize all the resources of the God and Demon Relics.
"Young man, I've given you the map. Quickly heal my injuries; I can't hold on any longer..." the four-star mage Evans reminded him.
"Ah? Okay, okay, I'll keep my word..." Sun Fei's mind raced. He rolled up the map, folded it into a small square, and stored it in the Barbarian's ribbon space. Then, he took out a [ Healing Potion ], squatted down, and said, "Lord Evans, it's a pleasure to cooperate. If we join forces, we can dominate this God and Demon Ruins! Haha!"
"Haha, young man, you made the right choice." Evans finally felt relieved and smiled, but a barely perceptible glint flickered deep in his eyes.
"Unfortunately, your choice wasn't quite right..." Sun Fei's eyes suddenly turned cold, and with lightning speed, he grabbed the black-clad magician Evans by the neck with his palm. With a slight force, a cracking sound rang out, and Evans's cervical spine and throat instantly shattered into pieces.
"You..."
The brilliance of life faded rapidly in the eyes of the four-star mage Evans. Even in his dying moments, an incredulous look remained in his eyes. The smile on Evans' face hadn't even solidified yet. He couldn't believe that this young King dared to kill him. He knew how difficult it was to open the God and Demon Ruins without a powerful mage in charge. Where could he, in his small Chambord City, possibly recruit a suitable mage?
Of course, if he knew that Sun Fei was confident he could reach the level of a Four-Star Class mage in a short period of time by relying on the Diablo World, he probably wouldn't have handed over the map so easily. Besides, Sun Fei swore an oath with Alexander's soul, but unfortunately, Evans had no idea that the real Alexander's soul had long since dissipated.
"How could I possibly negotiate with a venomous snake like you?" Sun Fei shook his head and muttered to himself.
This magician named Evans is not only terrifyingly powerful, but also has a very powerful background. In addition, he is ruthless. How could Sun Fei dare to truly heal him? If he makes a single mistake, he could lose everything and be bitten by this venomous snake. At that time, the fall of Chambord City and the destruction of its people would be just a matter of time. The story of the farmer and the snake has been told by Aesop the slave for thousands of years. Sun Fei is not foolish enough to use his own body heat to put out a vicious snake.
The map of the Demon God's Ruins, the secrets of Chambord City, and the secret of the death of Prince Korzak of the Sander Empire will henceforth be submerged in this Iron Prison Dungeon, and no one but Sun Fei will know them anymore. This cannot be blamed on Sun Fei's ruthlessness; in a world like Azeroth Continent, where the law of the jungle is so stark, he cannot afford to be careless in the slightest.
Perhaps we're the same kind of people, but unfortunately you're unlucky.
Sun Fei took out a bottle of [ Mana Potion ] from the Barbarian's sash space, took a sip, and replenished the Barbarian's magic points that had been depleted by casting [ Find Potion ]. Then, he placed his palm on the corpse of the black-clad mage Evans, gave a soft shout, and activated the [ Find Potion ] skill again.
Glug!
A soft, heavenly sound reached Sun Fei's ears.
It's done.
Sun Fei was overjoyed. Another bottle of [ Hulk Potion ] appeared in the air, shimmering with a faint green glow and dreamlike colors. A faint, infant-like Spiritual Power swirled around the test tube-like bottle, giving Sun Fei a sense of intimacy.
Sun Fei put the precious [ Hulk Potion ] back into his sash space, then pondered for a moment, switched to [ Sorceress Mode ], and unleashed a few [ Fire Bolt ] skills, burning the corpses on the ground, including the bone fragments left behind after the Raise Skeleton dispersed, to ashes, destroying all traces.
After burning the corpses, Sun Fei's gaze lingered on the magical armor and several magical weapons he had pulled from the Silver-Masked Man. In addition, among the ashes of the several piles of corpses on the ground, Evans ' storage ring, which had not been burned by the flames, was still shining brightly, releasing an indescribable allure.
Sun Fei knew that with Evans's strength as Four-Star Class mage and his powerful background, his storage ring must contain many treasures. The Silver-Masked Man, as Prince of the fourth-level Sander Empire, must also have a set of armor that was quite valuable. If it could be kept and given to the leaders of Chambord City, it would greatly enhance Chambord City's strength. Even if he didn't use it himself, he could sell it through some channels and get a large amount of resources in return.
But... it's too dangerous.
Evans and the Silver-Masked Man were both people of certain status, and their belongings would inevitably attract attention. Once discovered by someone with ulterior motives, and traced back to their source, many things could be exposed instantly. Neither Sun Fei nor Chambord City could afford such a danger. Sun Fei had to nip all possibilities in the bud and do his best to secure a powerful family for Chambord City's growth and expansion. He was not yet strong enough to challenge the fourth-level Sander Empire.
Sun Fei felt a pang of heartache.
But he still fired [ Fire Bolt ] repeatedly, enveloping the armor and storage ring in flames, trying to turn these precious items into a pile of scrap metal and destroy the source of these troubles.
but--
"Hmm, it's completely unaffected by fire?"
To Sun Fei's surprise, although the extremely hot [ Fire Bolt ] had enveloped the armor and storage rings, several minutes had passed and there was no sign of them melting or burning. The armor shimmered with a faint blue light, while the storage rings gleamed with white light, remaining completely undamaged despite the flames.
"It seems the treasure is indeed a treasure, but what should I do? Keeping these things will only cause trouble..." Sun Fei tried the [ Ice Bolt ] and [ Charged Bolt ] again, and even switched to [ Necromancy ] to wrap them with white, eerie Death Energy, but they were not damaged. He wanted to use the terrifying power of [ Barbarian Mode ] to smash them, but he thought that if he made a pile of fragments, it would be easier to cause problems. In the end, he had no choice but to put the armor and storage ring into the Barbarian Belt space to keep them for now, and find a way to destroy them slowly when his strength improves in the future.
At this point, only a few iron chains binding people remained in the entire secret chamber; nothing else was there. Sun Fei calculated the time; he had been in this Iron Prison Dungeon for over three hours, and it was probably already evening outside. It was time to leave.
But before he left, he had one more thing to do—to give the warden Oleg, a warning.
" Oleg, come in!" Sun Fei called out.
Warden Oleg rushed in, and upon entering the secret chamber, he was astonished to find that the people from before had vanished. Besides bloodstains, only three chains and five clumps of black ash remained on the ground. He deduced that the three mercenaries, the Silver-Masked Man, and the mage must have been disposed of. A wave of fear washed over him, and his dread of the ruthless methods of the young King deepened. He didn't dare breathe, standing trembling before Sun Fei.
" Oleg, tell me, what did you see when you rushed in?" Sun Fei Earth Inquiry casually.
But Oleg was instantly terrified by the question, breaking out in a cold sweat. Thinking Sun Fei was going to kill him to silence him, he knelt on the ground with a thud, pleading in terror, "Your Majesty, spare me! Your Majesty, spare me! I didn't see anything, I only saw... I only saw Your Majesty studying the patterns on the stone wall alone... Your Majesty, spare me!"
Sun Fei looked at Oleg, who was kowtowing like a pestle being pounded, smiled slightly, and then slowly said, "Get up. When did I say I was going to kill you?"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Oleg had no desire to resist and stood up, trembling all over.
"The Temple of God of War bestowed a miracle, finally restoring my normal intelligence four days ago. So much has happened in these four days, giving me a general understanding of everything that has occurred in Chambord City over the past three years. The despicable ambitious man Bazel, wreaked havoc on the kingdom and persecuted my subjects. The military judge, Conca, aided and abetted this evil. The former is currently on the run and being pursued, while the latter has already been personally killed by me. And you, Oleg, have also helped Bazel commit many crimes over the past three years. Even if you die a thousand times, it wouldn't be enough to quell the public's anger..."
As Sun Fei spoke each word carefully, Oleg trembled all over, his heart pounding like a tightrope walker, as if he were in an icy abyss. Upon hearing the last sentence, he immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.
Sun Fei glanced at him before continuing, "I, Alexander, am not a bloodthirsty and cruel tyrant. That day, you followed me on the stone bridge to fight the enemy, killing forty-five black-clad soldiers, sustaining serious injuries yourself, and saving the lives of three or four comrades. I saw all of this clearly. You redeemed yourself through merit, so I haven't touched you... Rewarding merit and punishing wrongdoing is Alexander's governing principle. Brook, Pierce, Drogba, and others received great rewards, but you remained in your original position without receiving any reward. Have you ever complained to me?"
"Your Majesty, Oleg wouldn't dare, Oleg absolutely wouldn't dare... I understand that Your Majesty intends to pardon Oleg, which is why you sent Lord Brook to the Iron Prison Dungeon this morning to give me ample time to prepare, to eliminate any unsavory elements in the prison, and to make amends for my past mistakes. Your Majesty is kind and merciful, Oleg is deeply grateful. I am willing to serve Your Majesty to the death, even if it means shedding blood in battle!"
"Good, you understand." Sun Fei said calmly, "Currently in Chambord City, Brook is resourceful but honest, lacking in tact; Pierce Drogba are brave warriors on the battlefield, but unfortunately, they're not very bright; Uncle Lampard dislikes politics, and Uncle Best is busy with other important matters. We just need someone like you—thick-skinned, ruthless, and cunning—to do some small tasks for me. I'm inclined to give you an important position, but..."
At this point, Sun Fei deliberately paused for a few seconds.
Oleg understood Sun Fei's meaning and immediately patted his chest, cursing and swearing, " God of War above, Oleg is willing to become His Alexander Alexander's most loyal hyena. Wherever His Majesty points, Oleg will Charge into battle without hesitation. I would never dare to have any disloyalty. If I am inconsistent in word and deed, may I be shattered to pieces and trampled into mincemeat, and may my soul be condemned to eternal Hell after death, suffering eternal torment."
"I don't really believe in curses and oaths..." Sun Fei said noncommittally, then added, "I value actions more. There are a few things you need to do for me as soon as possible. I'm looking forward to seeing how you perform."
"Your Majesty, please give the order, Oleg will do his utmost."
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