《Origin》Demon King
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They walked and walked for 5 days.
After they rested at the fort, they immediately go onto the next spot which is Rand's Hill.
"Damn, how long until we get there?" A Boy with a cute face asked
"Don't worry, we'll reach Rand's hill after 2 Crescent." A bulky man answered
Except that it's not a bulky man, It's an Orc! HAHA, GOT YOU! READERS!
"I'm worried that the demon king would've took the Post by then." A girl with a red hair spoke with a worried tone, and expression too.(I know, i'm detailed about this, please, shower me with your praise)
Ahem.
"No, He surely will not. Trust me." Dew replied with a firm tone, ensuring the girl that it will not happen
Then they traveled until they reahed the Post.
The post is quite lively, because many adventurers and mercenaries mostly do hunting jobs, and this post is near the Lost Lands, Lost Lands are the lands that got conquered by the demons and ferocious creatures. People usually stayed here to do arms trading, and adventurers treated this place as a meeting point or, a safehouse.
"For a post, this looks more than a Fortress more than a post." A Dragonkin spoke
"Yeah, this one has been here for decades!" Dew exclaimed
Aden thought out a bit, a day is 48 hours in here, that means a year here compared to an Earth's is much more longer, and there are 6 seasons instead of 4. Sun season, which is spring, Scorch season, which is summer, Breeze, which is fall, and Winter, as its name. There are 2 more seasons that accompanied it, Raingod's Cry season, shortened as Godcry season, which is a rainy season, and an even more hotter season than the scorch season, which is the Wrath season. Every season is 2 months long, and it is quite inconsistent. And that means 4 months of each, and a year is 24 months long compared to the earth's. Of course Aden already knew about this, the narrator just wants to info-dump here, to immersify the experience, woah!
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Left and right, they saw many people trading, conversing, and gathering. Typical adventurer stuff you see in many novels or other mediums. There are many races, so diverse that they could hardly see any resemblances between one another. Of course, non-human races are also there, they are pretty good with humans.
(From hereon the narrator is not joking anymore, okay?)
Okay.
The scenery of the post looked like they're from ancient fantasy architecture, even the post is so mighty and big! If this was placed on earth, it would be considered a city! Its wonders could even match up to the Great Wall of China!
They looked at the large blue crystal floating in the center of the post. Dew pointed at it and told the party to go there.
Along the way, the party realized that this place is not truly made to be a tourist destination, unlike the backside of the post, the frontside is heavily guarded, no sceneries could be seen, full of Arcane protection spells, the architecture seemed heavily lean towards more of a magical stronghold.
Then they saw the Wall. It is made from a material called 'Mithril' and its length is about more than two hundred meters tall! The wall itself gave the visitors a feeling of isolation, and caged. Its color is greyish black, and each block seems to be more than a meter. It sure is a majestic sight.
What lies behind the walls are of demons and beasts, they are ferocious beings made with the essences of sin. Monsters of nature. Hellish Beings. Shadowlords. Deathkings. Incarnation of Sins. Unfilials. Behemoths. Every nightmare humanity has ever seen, is right behind the beings of this wall.
In the walls that span about no shorter than the Great Wall of China, this is only but one of the posts guarding the races, and this post is one of the inferior ones. There are frontier posts that is heavily made for war, Arcane flying post, tower of observation, that overwatches the posts. Needless to say, still. They are but only a continent on a bigger world.
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Aden has seen magnificent architectures before, so he was not surprised by this. Some of the parties have different expressions, whether they are surprised, or don't give a slightest fuck at all. This paled in comparison of the Omnicaels'
"There, up to the blue light." Dew pointed at the blue light
Then they approached the blue light. As they close in their distances to the light, more and more fortified and guards started appearing.
Dragonlance Warriors! Shadow Keepers! Authority Magus! Dawnlords! Holy Paladins! Elementals! They are the most ferocious and one of the most big stars of every countries! Their ranks are not to be trifled with! Yet to see so many of them guarding and patrolling...
There are Necromancers, but they only appear when a great hunt occurs, or a raid.
Walking in astonishment, the party didn't realize that they stepped into a portal. As for Aden, Dew and the others that are cautious, they didn't warn them about it as it was their destination, after all.
The party then realized that they were in a spacious room. They kinda make a poker face like their brains stuttered to comprehend what is going on.
Although they are very dumb as it seems, they were not. If they were that dumb, they wouldn't come to slay a Demon King. They're the top people of the continent, after all. Killing a thousand Dragonlance Warriors is an easy task for each of them, but the abundance of High-Profiled Knights made their jaws drop. Except for some.
"Welcome." An old voice sounded out
The party soon got out of their dazed state, and started to respond.
"I'm the Genie of this tower, you can call me Dorito." The Genie spoke
It was not uncommon for a building, especially high-profiled ones, to have a Genie assisting their owner. They are a pretty useful thing to use. And worth to invest to it. Of course they paled to Ei and the Omnicael's AIs.
"Please go into the briefing room, just follow the blue light before your feet." Dorito spoke
They then followed the line, eventually leading to a door. The door itself is quite minimalistic, but big. Inside, they found themselves already sitting into each chairs provided by the tower.
The chairs are of a magical creation, it looked like those Energy Shield-Sphere from Earth, but backwards and comfy as if it was made from goose leather.(For reference, Halo's bubble shield.)
"Welcome, Esteemed Warriors." a different but old voice came out.
An old man walked in front of the round table, it was a projection.
"I'm sorry I cannot go attend this meeting myself, but my projection will explain all about the Demon King. And please, don't dirty the tower. Thank you."
Then, the projection started to switch, as if it was in its factory reset mode, then it came back lively as before. It was a recording clone.
In Omnicael, it's a Rank None Spell. In here, it was a rank 2 spell. But the consciousness of the connects to the host directly, so it felt like it is a real person.
"Now, Let us begin."
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