For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King Chapter 22

   Chapter 22 Moon Worship

"you…"

  Sigmund tremblingly pointed at the man in front of him, his mouth wide open, not knowing what to say.

   "Don't worry, you can't die."

   William, who drew his sword, said calmly.

   As if to confirm what he said, the boy named Colt who fell to the ground coughed at this moment.

   "How did he..."

   The remaining half of Sigmunds' words was blocked by the straight sword that was inserted into his throat. The man who claimed to be the presiding judge looked down at him, and a faint silver light overflowed from his eyes.

  Magic Singer…

   This man is a magic caster.

   It was a strange feeling to be pulled by an iron sword deep in his throat. Sigmons only felt that he was having difficulty breathing, and a smell of rust spread in his mouth.

what happened?

   "Sigh..."

The    sword was pulled out of his throat, he touched his throat subconsciously, but found that there was not a drop of blood on his hand.

   A strange feeling of something crawling deep in his throat emerged, and the violent nausea made him kneel directly on the ground, and he spit out "wow" with his hands on the ground.

   Mixed with saliva, stomach water, and blood, a half-slap-sized spider spit out from his mouth. As soon as it fell to the ground, it curled up into a ball and trembled slightly, and stopped struggling after a while.

   Colt, who was lying on the ground beside him, was also coughing violently, and Sigmons turned to look at him. In the young man's breathless cough, he also coughed out a group of spiders curled up into a hairball.

"what is that?"

   "Look at where you are now."

   William said.

  Sigmons raised his head and saw everything not far away.

   In his memory, this should be the narrow passage in the No. 9 mine.

   But now, he is at the door of a hall.

A hill made of countless skulls stood in the center of the hall, and dozens of glowing spirits floated in mid-air. The pounding of shovels had stopped for some time, and dozens of miners stopped their work and looked towards the room. A group of three of them.

   And in front of the Skull Hill, there are three statues of goddesses exuding unspeakable evil.

One is a statue of a girl with a plump figure and a beautiful face, but the skin is festering; one is a statue of an empress wrapped in a tattered black robe, with eight spider legs on her back, and wearing a silver crown; Wearing a layer of seductive tulle statue of a dancing girl, half of her face is a withered old man, and half of her face is a young and beautiful girl.

   "Mine Road No. 7? That ruin? How is this possible, I remember it was clearly on No. 9..."

   Sigmons muttered to himself, and then his eyes stayed on the spider he had spat out earlier.

"because this?"

   "The soul-eating nerubian will entrenched in places where there are conspiracies, and once parasitized in the human body, it can distort people's cognition."

   William replied.

   "In addition, you should be glad that you haven't been parasitized for too long, they haven't built a nest in your body and transformed, otherwise even the second trial will not be able to save you."

   As he spoke, he swung the straight sword in his hand, leaving a line of dark green liquid on the ground.

   Judgment II, probably referring to the name of the weapon in his hand.

   Weird name.

   "What are they...what are they?"

   "I've said it before, Soul Eater, a type of Moon Realm monster, have you heard of it?"

  Sigmons shook his head.

   "Also... I've always wondered why you don't know what a moon monster is. But after seeing this temple, I have some clues."

  William took out a magic agent from the space rift as he spoke.

Why other stories about William Kane and about the Doomsday Watch have been passed down—whether it's sealing the Seven Calamities, repelling the Daemon Continent's expedition, or purifying the ravages of the continent The wave of the dead, and all the other deeds have been passed down to this day.

   But why is the only thing that is the greatest achievement, leading the Watchers of the End to repel the invasion of the Moon Realm three times, no one knows now?

   Even today's people don't even know what a moon monster is.

"So that's it... Lady Hungry and Rot, Queen of Whispers, Lord of Nightmares. These three are all the beliefs of the Void Kings who once ravaged the Blackwater Kingdom. Their temples should have been overturned by the Watchers of the End. , their beliefs in the past should have been wiped out, but now they have been excavated again and started worshiping."

   The man who claimed to be the presiding judge seemed to be very emotional, his eyes seemed to be recalling something very far away.

   The Watcher of the End?

  Sigmons worked in a tavern as a child, and he often heard bards sing heroic epics of ancient and modern times. So naturally I have heard of the Doomsday Watcher, the name of the group of heroes who have saved the Vic Continent many times.

   But what do they have to do with all this?

   In the hall, the more than ten spiritual bodies descended one after another. They roughly maintained a human shape, but their bodies were constantly showing mourning faces.

   And the dozens of miners also surrounded them with shovels in their hands.

   "Hey, are they all controlled by those spiders too? And what are those ghost-like things, will they attack us?"

  Sigmons asked Colt, backing up.

   "You may not believe it when you say it, but in fact, the Moon Realm doesn't want to destroy the world."

   The man greeted him and said something inexplicable.

"What's the meaning?"

  Sigmons asked suspiciously.

"The moon realm is the reflection of thought, and their existence depends on the existence of the world. In other words, if all the intellectual creatures in the world die, they will also be destroyed. Therefore, what they pursue is not pure destruction, but among mortals. Expand the influence of your own field. For example, the Lady of Hungering and Rot will hope that there will be more hunger and abnormal rot in this world, and the Queen of Whispering will hope that there will be more conspiracy, betrayal and assassination between mortals."

  William tapped the staff in his hand and said.

"The rulers of the moon realm, the nihilistic kings, except for a few natural destructive madmen who symbolize destruction in their realms, most of them don't like to come down to conquer the world in person. They prefer to secretly manipulate other mortals to strengthen the power of their realm. For example, the former Kingdom of Blackwater was famous for playing conspiracy assassinations and studying necromancy, and the fundamental reason is that the beliefs of the Hungry Lady and the Whispering Queen prevailed here."

   In fact, it is not only the Blackwater Kingdom, the nobles of the entire Vic Continent secretly worshipped the Moon Realm, and various cruel black magic rituals emerged one after another in the upper class. Rulers may even deliberately wage wars or artificially create famines in order to please the Void Kings they believe in and seek their bounties.

  Exchanging the suffering of one's own people for strength and the stability of one's own rule is much easier than trying to become a good ruler.

   The main storyline of the entire "Watchers of the End" in the early and mid-term was that the protagonist team traveled between the seven kingdoms of the continent, exposing the moon believers hidden in the high-ranking people one by one and putting them on trial in public.

The name of   The Thirteen Judges is also gradually becoming famous all over the world. Until the end of the game plot, all the moon worship forces on the Vic Continent were all uprooted by them. And through the signing of the "Greycastle Agreement", the Void Kings also promised that they would no longer actively spread their beliefs in this world.

   And today, a thousand years later, William saw the scene in front of him.

   The statues of three emptiness kings hidden in the depths of the mine, miners parasitized by the soul-eater nerubian, and nightmare evil spirits summoned from the innocent souls of the dead.

   This all told him that today, a thousand years later, the belief in the Moon Realm has revived.

  Why was the achievement of repelling and sealing the Moon Realm alone erased from history?

   This is the answer.

   "It turned out to be back to the previous state..."

  William let out a long sigh, then raised the magic agent in his hand, the electric light flickered on it.

   "Then don't I have to clear the level again?"

   Thank you for the monthly ticket of "General Lubyanka", thank you!

   (end of this chapter)

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