Chapter 14: The Assault
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Chapter 14: The Assault
Facing the mysterious figure's interrogation, Dorothea hastily waved her hands: "No, no! I really didn’t mean to! I—I just acted impulsively! I truly didn’t intend to kill you!"
Daisova quickly defended her as well: "Sir, Dorothea simply has a quick temper. She genuinely meant no harm."
Dorothea, who had been trembling with fear moments ago, suddenly turned her head upon hearing Daisova’s defense, her eyes sparkling with something akin to pleasant surprise.
Witnessing this scene, Yu Sheng’an felt no complexity over romantic entanglements—only a chilling coldness in his heart.
This world was far more terrifying than he had imagined!
A noble young lady, venting her anger, could casually attempt to kill him without hesitation. And afterward, she still had the leisure to delight in a man’s change of attitude toward her.
Was she a yandere who saw love as her sole purpose?
Or did she simply fail to grasp the severity of the situation?
Or perhaps she considered this a trivial matter, offering apologies only because his identity seemed mysterious—just going through the motions to save face?
Truth be told, Yu Sheng’an, hailing from a nation where firearms were strictly controlled, found this deeply disappointing.
He couldn’t be bothered to respond further and simply strode away.
Exiting the Mage’s Hat, Yu Sheng’an walked along the famed Phoenix Fire Avenue, heading deeper into the city.
As the capital of the Keville Empire, Willis City’s prosperity was unmatched in the southern reaches of the Azarea Continent.
Beneath his feet stretched a smooth, stone-paved road crafted through earth magic, flanked by rows of buildings in diverse architectural styles.
A slightly chilly breeze brushed against his face, carrying with it the novelty of an unfamiliar land.
Today marked his first time descending upon the Azarea Continent in a projected form.
Prior to this, he had observed countless users almost without rest, striving to understand this world on a deeper level.
Yet no amount of observation could compare to the sheer impact of these past few hours of firsthand experience!
Everything was so fresh, and it left him with countless reflections.
From Dorothea’s casual use of lethal magic over a mere disagreement, he keenly felt the vast cultural divide between the Azarea Continent and Blue Star.
At their core, both worlds were defined by violence enforcing order.
But on Blue Star, where the disparity in individual power was minimal, violent incidents, though occurring, were overshadowed by an overall peace.
This world, however? It defied simple description.
Honestly, were it not for his considerations regarding cooperation with the Keville Empire, he would have loved to slap Dorothea across the face.
What yandere nonsense? Just spoiled behavior.
Whoosh!
A sharp whistling sound pierced his eardrums.
An ice blade, moving far faster than any second-tier spell, shot through Yu Sheng’an’s chest before embedding itself into a building down the street.
Yu Sheng’an glanced down at the gaping hole in his heart, his expression unreadable.
The glow of a contract flickered across his body, and his mangled chest writhed before restoring itself to normal. Only his bloodstained clothes bore witness to the fact that what had just transpired was no illusion.
At that moment, deep within the abyss, a lava giant turned in its sleep, splashing dark red magma everywhere. Unaware, it had lost a sliver of its life force.
All it wanted was to sleep soundly, to recover from the inexplicable ordeal days prior—when it had been summoned to a dark room, brutally beaten, and forced to sign an unequal contract.
"This is the City of Magic. No gods are welcome here!" A low voice echoed, its origin impossible to pinpoint.
The night grew deeper, and a thin mist spread across the streets, making the voice sound even more eerie.
"Buddy, your attempt to sow discord is way too clumsy. Aren’t you afraid of being exposed and having your entire clan exterminated?" Yu Sheng'an said.
"You’d have to catch me first!" The voice suddenly turned vicious. "Die!"
The white mist shrouding the streets abruptly boiled, transforming into scalding steam that sealed off the lone figure on the long street from all angles.
But that wasn’t all—within the high-temperature steam, molten rock monsters suddenly emerged, lunging forward.
Yu Sheng'an didn’t move.
The moment the monsters reached him, they all vanished, and the scorching steam collapsed. The uncontrolled heat dispersed in all directions.
A hexagram flashed beside Yu Sheng'an, and Dandell’s figure appeared within it.
The moment he arrived, he urgently called out to Yu Sheng'an, "Don’t misunderstand! Someone is trying to drive a wedge between us!"
Yu Sheng'an nodded. "I know."
From the distance came the sound of heavy footsteps. A three-meter-tall demon with wings on its back slowly approached.
In its claws, it held a lifeless human.
The demon tossed the human before Yu Sheng'an, bowed, and then vanished in another flash of a hexagram.
Dandell walked up to the corpse, his eyes shimmering with magical halos. After a moment, his expression darkened. "This is a flesh and blood clone!"
"So, we can’t trace the mastermind behind this?"
"I will thoroughly investigate tonight’s events and give you an answer."
Yu Sheng'an exhaled, dispelling the discomfort of his first kill. He wanted to say something but decided against it.
Without another word, he continued down Phoenix Fire Street, heading deeper into the night.
Dandell stood still, staring blankly at the flesh and blood clone.
Half an incense stick’s time later, Qimoer and Beixi silently appeared beside Dandell.
Beixi, still graceful in her maturity, looked at the limp flesh and blood clone on the ground and sighed. "Was it worth wasting a flesh and blood clone just to test him?"
Unlike the rigid stiffness of magical puppets, a flesh and blood clone was a puppet that the caster could control with absolute precision.
It could be said that the clone was an independent entity—flesh and blood, with a soul, even capable of cultivation.
It was similar to a god’s projection.
A god’s projection was a clone created by a deity, formed from a portion of their flesh and soul.
Though called a projection, it was more like an extension of the deity’s true form—prospering together, suffering together… and if damaged, the deity itself would be severely wounded.
The flesh and blood clone was based on this principle, cultivated through special magic that split part of the caster’s flesh and soul to form a separate individual.
However, unlike a god’s projection, which could be created instantly, a mage without divine power would often need over a decade to nurture a single flesh and blood clone.
The resources and effort invested aside, the caster would also need to frequently inhabit the clone and cultivate from scratch.
This was one of the methods many Gods of Magic used to extend their lifespans and create multiple escape routes.
Thus, the importance of a flesh and blood clone was evident.
"He was right—everything comes at a price. Would you really be willing to hand over such a vast empire without first testing his limits?" Dandell murmured.
Yes, this assassination attempt was personally orchestrated by him.
It was also a spur-of-the-moment decision, so he had no time to arrange anything else and had to resort to using an exceptionally precious flesh and blood clone.
The test result left him very satisfied.
Yu Sheng'an's reaction showed that he valued the Keville Empire highly—otherwise, he would have seized the opportunity to make greater demands!
Of course, even if that weren’t the case, it still proved that he was a rational and level-headed god.
Mages favor calm and logical individuals, despising the chaotic and foolish!
Moreover, based on intelligence gathered from various nations, the Keville Empire was indeed the first hub for the spread of the Internet Divine Technique.
This suggested that the empire’s cultural environment was highly suitable for the propagation of the Internet Divine Technique—or, in other words, it was favored by the Internet God.
Therefore, the Internet God would likely not abandon this place so easily!
All of this would serve as bargaining chips for the Keville Empire in negotiations.
"Have you made your decision?" Qimoer asked.
"I have! The future he described… is far too tempting."
"What if it's a fraud?" Beixi hesitated.
"Even if it is, we lack the power to stop it—unless we allow the Five Great Righteous Gods to establish churches within the empire," Dandell replied.
Qimoer and Beixi fell silent at his words.
In the end, it was a matter of choosing the lesser of two evils.
Seeing their hesitation, Dandell reassured them: "Don’t worry too much. Judging from tonight’s test, he holds the empire in high regard. The likelihood of him accepting the contract is great. As long as the contract is signed, the Keville Empire will remain a magic nation!"
Facing the mysterious figure's interrogation, Dorothea hastily waved her hands: "No, no! I really didn’t mean to! I—I just acted impulsively! I truly didn’t intend to kill you!"
Daisova quickly defended her as well: "Sir, Dorothea simply has a quick temper. She genuinely meant no harm."
Dorothea, who had been trembling with fear moments ago, suddenly turned her head upon hearing Daisova’s defense, her eyes sparkling with something akin to pleasant surprise.
Witnessing this scene, Yu Sheng’an felt no complexity over romantic entanglements—only a chilling coldness in his heart.
This world was far more terrifying than he had imagined!
A noble young lady, venting her anger, could casually attempt to kill him without hesitation. And afterward, she still had the leisure to delight in a man’s change of attitude toward her.
Was she a yandere who saw love as her sole purpose?
Or did she simply fail to grasp the severity of the situation?
Or perhaps she considered this a trivial matter, offering apologies only because his identity seemed mysterious—just going through the motions to save face?
Truth be told, Yu Sheng’an, hailing from a nation where firearms were strictly controlled, found this deeply disappointing.
He couldn’t be bothered to respond further and simply strode away.
Exiting the Mage’s Hat, Yu Sheng’an walked along the famed Phoenix Fire Avenue, heading deeper into the city.
As the capital of the Keville Empire, Willis City’s prosperity was unmatched in the southern reaches of the Azarea Continent.
Beneath his feet stretched a smooth, stone-paved road crafted through earth magic, flanked by rows of buildings in diverse architectural styles.
A slightly chilly breeze brushed against his face, carrying with it the novelty of an unfamiliar land.
Today marked his first time descending upon the Azarea Continent in a projected form.
Prior to this, he had observed countless users almost without rest, striving to understand this world on a deeper level.
Yet no amount of observation could compare to the sheer impact of these past few hours of firsthand experience!
Everything was so fresh, and it left him with countless reflections.
From Dorothea’s casual use of lethal magic over a mere disagreement, he keenly felt the vast cultural divide between the Azarea Continent and Blue Star.
At their core, both worlds were defined by violence enforcing order.
But on Blue Star, where the disparity in individual power was minimal, violent incidents, though occurring, were overshadowed by an overall peace.
This world, however? It defied simple description.
Honestly, were it not for his considerations regarding cooperation with the Keville Empire, he would have loved to slap Dorothea across the face.
What yandere nonsense? Just spoiled behavior.
Whoosh!
A sharp whistling sound pierced his eardrums.
An ice blade, moving far faster than any second-tier spell, shot through Yu Sheng’an’s chest before embedding itself into a building down the street.
Yu Sheng’an glanced down at the gaping hole in his heart, his expression unreadable.
The glow of a contract flickered across his body, and his mangled chest writhed before restoring itself to normal. Only his bloodstained clothes bore witness to the fact that what had just transpired was no illusion.
At that moment, deep within the abyss, a lava giant turned in its sleep, splashing dark red magma everywhere. Unaware, it had lost a sliver of its life force.
All it wanted was to sleep soundly, to recover from the inexplicable ordeal days prior—when it had been summoned to a dark room, brutally beaten, and forced to sign an unequal contract.
"This is the City of Magic. No gods are welcome here!" A low voice echoed, its origin impossible to pinpoint.
The night grew deeper, and a thin mist spread across the streets, making the voice sound even more eerie.
"Buddy, your attempt to sow discord is way too clumsy. Aren’t you afraid of being exposed and having your entire clan exterminated?" Yu Sheng'an said.
"You’d have to catch me first!" The voice suddenly turned vicious. "Die!"
The white mist shrouding the streets abruptly boiled, transforming into scalding steam that sealed off the lone figure on the long street from all angles.
But that wasn’t all—within the high-temperature steam, molten rock monsters suddenly emerged, lunging forward.
Yu Sheng'an didn’t move.
The moment the monsters reached him, they all vanished, and the scorching steam collapsed. The uncontrolled heat dispersed in all directions.
A hexagram flashed beside Yu Sheng'an, and Dandell’s figure appeared within it.
The moment he arrived, he urgently called out to Yu Sheng'an, "Don’t misunderstand! Someone is trying to drive a wedge between us!"
Yu Sheng'an nodded. "I know."
From the distance came the sound of heavy footsteps. A three-meter-tall demon with wings on its back slowly approached.
In its claws, it held a lifeless human.
The demon tossed the human before Yu Sheng'an, bowed, and then vanished in another flash of a hexagram.
Dandell walked up to the corpse, his eyes shimmering with magical halos. After a moment, his expression darkened. "This is a flesh and blood clone!"
"So, we can’t trace the mastermind behind this?"
"I will thoroughly investigate tonight’s events and give you an answer."
Yu Sheng'an exhaled, dispelling the discomfort of his first kill. He wanted to say something but decided against it.
Without another word, he continued down Phoenix Fire Street, heading deeper into the night.
Dandell stood still, staring blankly at the flesh and blood clone.
Half an incense stick’s time later, Qimoer and Beixi silently appeared beside Dandell.
Beixi, still graceful in her maturity, looked at the limp flesh and blood clone on the ground and sighed. "Was it worth wasting a flesh and blood clone just to test him?"
Unlike the rigid stiffness of magical puppets, a flesh and blood clone was a puppet that the caster could control with absolute precision.
It could be said that the clone was an independent entity—flesh and blood, with a soul, even capable of cultivation.
It was similar to a god’s projection.
A god’s projection was a clone created by a deity, formed from a portion of their flesh and soul.
Though called a projection, it was more like an extension of the deity’s true form—prospering together, suffering together… and if damaged, the deity itself would be severely wounded.
The flesh and blood clone was based on this principle, cultivated through special magic that split part of the caster’s flesh and soul to form a separate individual.
However, unlike a god’s projection, which could be created instantly, a mage without divine power would often need over a decade to nurture a single flesh and blood clone.
The resources and effort invested aside, the caster would also need to frequently inhabit the clone and cultivate from scratch.
This was one of the methods many Gods of Magic used to extend their lifespans and create multiple escape routes.
Thus, the importance of a flesh and blood clone was evident.
"He was right—everything comes at a price. Would you really be willing to hand over such a vast empire without first testing his limits?" Dandell murmured.
Yes, this assassination attempt was personally orchestrated by him.
It was also a spur-of-the-moment decision, so he had no time to arrange anything else and had to resort to using an exceptionally precious flesh and blood clone.
The test result left him very satisfied.
Yu Sheng'an's reaction showed that he valued the Keville Empire highly—otherwise, he would have seized the opportunity to make greater demands!
Of course, even if that weren’t the case, it still proved that he was a rational and level-headed god.
Mages favor calm and logical individuals, despising the chaotic and foolish!
Moreover, based on intelligence gathered from various nations, the Keville Empire was indeed the first hub for the spread of the Internet Divine Technique.
This suggested that the empire’s cultural environment was highly suitable for the propagation of the Internet Divine Technique—or, in other words, it was favored by the Internet God.
Therefore, the Internet God would likely not abandon this place so easily!
All of this would serve as bargaining chips for the Keville Empire in negotiations.
"Have you made your decision?" Qimoer asked.
"I have! The future he described… is far too tempting."
"What if it's a fraud?" Beixi hesitated.
"Even if it is, we lack the power to stop it—unless we allow the Five Great Righteous Gods to establish churches within the empire," Dandell replied.
Qimoer and Beixi fell silent at his words.
In the end, it was a matter of choosing the lesser of two evils.
Seeing their hesitation, Dandell reassured them: "Don’t worry too much. Judging from tonight’s test, he holds the empire in high regard. The likelihood of him accepting the contract is great. As long as the contract is signed, the Keville Empire will remain a magic nation!"
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