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Chapter 140: I’ll Give You a Complete Childhood

Chapter 140: Chapter 140: I’ll Give You a Complete Childhood

In an instant,

The Twelve Demon-Hunting Nuns formed a circle around Hundred Graves.

They once again formed a massive golden hexagram formation, enveloping the feet of Hundred Graves.

Twelve beams of sacred light descended from the heavens like twelve sharp swords, piercing directly into Hundred Graves’ body.

Wherever the beams passed, the black vines instantly burst into flames, sizzling loudly.

The Demon faces on Hundred Graves emitted piercing screams, turning to ash.

However, the vines on Hundred Graves suddenly trembled, and countless vines burst forth from the ground like a swarm of crazed giant leeches.

Hundred Graves let out an earth-shaking roar as the vines exploded outward.

Despite the formation’s blessing, The Twelve Demon-Hunting Nuns hastily dodged, not daring to take a direct hit from any of Hundred Graves’ strikes.

"The reason a Demon Great Lord is a Demon Great Lord is because he alone has the power to defeat all other Great Demons," Lilith whispered beside Ashu.

"So you still want to hold this position?"

"Don’t I still have you?"

"Alright then."

...

The battle lasted for three full days and nights, both sides paying a heavy price.

The Nuns’ armor was covered in scars, some pieces broken, revealing bloodied skin beneath;

their spiritual bodies gradually turned transparent, yet their eyes remained resolute.

In the end, victory still belonged to the Divine Mother Goddess.

The twelve Nuns gathered their strongest strike—a massive golden pillar of light descended from the sky, piercing through the core of Hundred Graves—that black obelisk.

The obelisk began to collapse under the impact of the beam, the Demon faces on its surface screaming in despair.

Fragments of the obelisk flew everywhere, each shard carrying potent magic, triggering violent explosions upon hitting the ground.

Hundred Graves let out a desperate, anguished scream as the entire ancient tomb complex crumbled into ruins.

The energy waves from the explosion spread outward, flattening everything in their path and creating a massive abyss. From the bottom of the abyss, black flames surged continuously, devouring the remaining holy light above, producing a fierce energy storm. The storm was filled with countless tiny shards of energy, like flying daggers, shooting out in all directions.

At the same time, Ashu’s system prompt sounded:

[Demon Huntress Nun Vivita·Taan gained: Divine Point +12,000]

[Critical Return! Vessel gained: Divine Point +312,000!]

[Demon Huntress Nun Ogia·Taan gained: Divine Point +12,000]

[Critical Return! Vessel gained: Divine Point +120,000!]

[Demon Huntress Nun Lina·Taan gained: Divine Point +12,000]

[Critical Return! Vessel gained: Divine Point +120,000!]

A string of system return rewards flooded in, enough to make Ashu ecstatically convulse.

He instantly obtained a massive amount of Divine Points, his entire body glowing brightly!

Seeing this, Lilith hurriedly pressed down on Ashu’s body with hers to prevent exposure.

Ashu felt a powerful force surging inside him, his body nearly mutating. If his will wavered even for a moment, he could instantly ascend from human to a minor god in the Heavenly Realm!

His Divine Points were so numerous, enough to ascend beside the Divine Mother Goddess.

But he did not choose that path.

He chose to preserve his human nature conservatively, and so that power transformed into a reinforcement, making his muscles denser and more explosive. Every muscle was packed with power—just a gentle clench of his fist could make the air crackle. His skin shimmered as if covered by a layer of holy armor, and when an attack approached, defensive runes automatically appeared on his skin’s surface.

His eyes shone intensely, and every movement radiated overwhelming pressure, slightly warping the space around him with his power.

"This feeling is... even in normal mode, I’ve reached ’King’ level?!" Ashu was shocked inside.

If he was already at "King" level in normal mode, then activating "Reaper’s Resolve" would only make him stronger.

At this strength, even if the Crown Prince tried to harm him, Ashu could slap the Crown Prince eighteen times first and then leave with flair!

"It’s time to return to the mortal realm." Ashu curled his lips into a confident smile. With Lilith by his side, he used the power of death to tear open a spatial rift and return directly to the mortal world.

This perfectly avoided the scene of the Twelve Demon-Hunting Nuns’ recent victory since his explosive aura had already exposed his hiding spot.

The two of them—one human, one demon—landed in a dense forest, where the animals sensed their presence and fled in terror.

Ashu didn’t need any assistance; with just a thought, he naturally sensed the direction of the Imperial Palace.

He turned to look, and in the distance stood the walls of the Imperial Capital.

"Lilith, we’re going to kill someone."

...

Inside the palace, Crown Prince Wilson was writing a report. The Demon rebellion was over—though not solved by him, it was finally resolved.

Fortunately, "Rose Valley" town was completely destroyed, leaving no evidence linking him to the place. This allowed him to continue his carefree existence.

However, he never expected that danger was closing in.

Ashu slipped into the palace like a ghost, his figure flickering in the shadows without making a sound.

Even the palace’s top experts did not sense his arrival.

After activating the "Reaper’s Resolve" mode, his strength far surpassed that of the palace’s enforcers.

"Hey."

When he appeared before Wilson, Wilson’s smile instantly froze, his eyes filled with fear. "You... who are you?"

The black figure and the enormous scythe nearly scared Wilson to death.

Ashu said nothing. With a gentle swing of his giant scythe, a black flash streaked through the air, and Wilson’s head flew off, blood splattering across the throne and staining the surrounding precious treasures.

"Pathetic."

Afterwards, Ashu found the heavily injured Imperial Princess Isabella.

She lay inside the resplendent royal chamber, her wounds already showing significant improvement—truly worthy of being Michael’s Divine Chosen.

Ashu approached her, deactivated "Reaper’s Resolve" mode, and his hands emitted a soft golden light that enveloped Isabella’s wounds.

"Holy Healing Arts!"

Immediately, her wounds healed visibly before the eyes, and Isabella’s complexion gradually regained its color.

The heir to the Atras Empire was dead. Ashu planned to secretly support Isabella’s rise to the throne.

Isabella lacked only culture and wisdom; her battle achievements were absolutely sufficient. Even if lacking, Ashu could easily boost her battle merits as simply as reaching into a pouch.

Culture was not the standard for a monarch; as long as one had capable advisors, it was enough. Conveniently, Ashu had a clever woman by his side.

By installing Anna, carrying the Witch’s Guild’s influence, taking down a mere heir to the throne would be a breeze.

Ashu, meanwhile, would remain hidden behind the scenes, gradually controlling the entire nation’s affairs.

Regarding the Holy Cultivator Guild, his Divine Points spoke volumes. As the recognized "luminous saint," he only needed to wait for the Pope’s natural death to directly assume the papal throne.

Then, he would support Isabella.

In the future, with divine and imperial power in his hands, who would dare to act recklessly?

"Lilith, you should go back first. I can sense they’ve returned to the mortal realm," Ashu said.

"What about you?"

"I need to stay and handle some matters here. Don’t worry, I’ll contact you regularly."

"That’s good."

With that, Ashu safely sent Lilith back.

Not long after,

Imperial Princess’s chamber was surrounded by a group of Imperial Iron Guards.

Because after Ashu deactivated "Reaper’s Resolve" mode, his strength was at the standard "King" level, he naturally could be detected by others of the same rank.

But he remained completely unflustered, continuing to sit at the edge of the Imperial Princess’s bed.

Several Imperial Iron Guards clad in golden armor surrounded Ashu from three directions but hesitated to make a move.

"How did you get in?!"

"Me? I was desperate at the Healing Masters’ level in the palace, so I came in myself," Ashu said. "Isabella is my comrade. I won’t let her die."

The moment he finished speaking,

an elderly yet highly dignified man slowly entered the room.

He only glanced at Ashu once before asking, "The ’luminous saint’?"

Ashu glanced sideways at the newcomer but did not bow; he simply said, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

"Breaking into the palace without permission..."

Before the old king could finish, Ashu boldly interrupted, "I think saving my comrade, Michael Divine Chosen, is more urgent. As for rules—haha—what do you think?"

Ashu dared to cut off the king because he sensed the Twelve Demon-Hunting Nuns were coming after him.

The king looked Ashu up and down and gradually realized something.

Since the "luminous saint" was so close to Isabella, and since he himself was to be the future Pope, why couldn’t Isabella become queen?

Maybe this was the only chance to strengthen royal power!

Otherwise, under the pressure of a "luminous saint Pope," where would royal authority stand?

...

Seven days later,

The Royal Family kept silent about Wilson’s "disappearance" and only publicly announced that Isabella had achieved great merit and was promoted to heir apparent.

Ashu also officially appeared in the Imperial Capital; he carried out another assassination, killing Archbishop Alchir Baishop, and then welcomed Anna and the others into the capital.

From then on, the entire Imperial Capital had no threats left.

Afterwards, Ashu hid behind the scenes and gradually took control of the country’s affairs.

Backed by the Holy Cultivator Guild, he established an intelligence network that spread across the entire nation, with spies everywhere—from noble estates to commoner streets.

Moreover, based on his past life experience, Ashu supported the Imperial Capital’s commerce and amassed wealth. Through controlling guilds, he monopolized the trade of rare Magic materials. Anyone wanting to buy such materials had to get his approval, which earned him enormous fortune.

Under Ashu’s influence, national policies slowly tilted in his favor.

The old king was aging, and day by day, Ashu was the only viable choice. If the king did not support Ashu, the royal family would be doomed in the next generation.

Only by stepping down in favor of Isabella could they have a chance to turn things around.

Isabella was a wise ruler—or at least appeared so. The Knights were all controlled behind the scenes by Anna. The people only knew that she cared for the common folk, implemented benevolent policies, and was deeply loved.

...

Several years later,

At the border of the Atras Empire,

Gorn Village.

A silver-haired young boy wielding a wooden sword wildly chopped at vegetable stalks in the fields.

The still youthful Ashu cursed angrily and crouched down to repair a frame.

"Anna, go deal with that brat!"

"Ashu, I’m about to break through to ’Saint of the Arcane,’ just a moment." Anna’s voice came from inside the house, evading responsibility.

"Blah blah blah, I want to be the Knight of this village like Grandpa!"

Ashu silently controlled Magical Essence to fix the frame and then reached for a broom resting in the corner.

"Come on, I’m going to give you a complete childhood."