The Thunder Emperor’s power is definitely mighty; although it isn’t "Saint," it is "Emperor."
In terms of strength, there is no significant difference between the two; the key lies in "conduct."
In this era, most who have the title of "Saint" have established great achievements in the battle against the Demon King, considered "great" by the world, while "Emperor" signifies dominion, a display of power— in other words, life forms that bear the Emperor’s name haven’t exerted their power in the war against the Demon King, or if they did, their contributions were not great enough to garner attention and recognition. However, they themselves possess formidable violence and are awe-inspiring beings.
In the realm of lightning, he indeed qualifies as an "Emperor."
Endless dark clouds appear in the sky, and bucket-thick lightning continually strikes the ground.
Mohe simply stands still.
It seems as though there is an absolute domain surrounding her, and no lightning can enter.
"This is!"
Mohe says with a smile, "Doesn’t this look familiar? It’s Wise Adriana’s trick, mastering all types of magic, able to drain all magic energy around— thus creating a special domain devoid of magic. Your lightning gets drained of all magic energy the moment it enters my surroundings, so you couldn’t defeat her, right?"
The Thunder Emperor’s body appears behind Mohe, the lightning spear gathering in his hand.
"Was it she learning from you, or you from her?"
The lightning spear held by the Thunder Emperor, even as its magic power is siphoned, maintains its original state under his control, aiming to pierce through Mohe’s body.
Mohe reverses her hand and grabs the spear: "Of course, I learned it from her, since I wouldn’t use such a flawed trick. Speaking of, I’ve recovered my liver; if you’re talking about magic..."
The lightning dissipates in Mohe’s hand: "If I use my magic, it seems you lack the ability to resist."
What she says is indeed true.
The Demon King has no need to lie. She looks up at the sky, seemingly pondering: "Let me think, what magic did she use in that battle... I remember she was also adept at hybrid magic. For a mage like you with a singular attribute, it should be quite disdainful, right? Although you probably know a little bit of other magic... Similar to this, the so-called magma magic formed by earth and fire."
Like a volcanic eruption, scorching magma bursts out from beneath the Thunder Emperor’s feet, seemingly ready to consume everything.
"Thinking carefully, although magma may be terrifying, compared to pure fire magic, its temperature isn’t high enough; its aggression compared with earth magic is indeed... The only advantage is producing various minerals? But this truly leaves much to be desired."
Mohe certainly doesn’t expect such an attack to hit the Thunder Emperor: "There are regrettable combinations like this, but there are also exciting ones, don’t you think?"
Lightning gathers in Mohe’s hand, then darkness adheres to the lightning.
"Combining dark magic with the nature of devouring and lightning magic creates dark thunder, which is quite interesting; at least against your lightning, it’s a special attack?"
Lightning crashes down from the sky, while dark thunder rises to confront it. Their collision is silent, with none of the usual intense noise.
People can only hear the thunder’s roar.
"If it’s only to this degree, Thunder Emperor, you’ll probably only live in my shadow."
This person is playing games.
The Thunder Emperor realizes more clearly than ever that the girl named Mohe before him is waiting for him to make a move, then uses Adriana’s magic to counter his own. From beginning to end, she never intended to use her magic; she’s watching what he can pull off... like a grasshopper.
And she hasn’t even swallowed her liver...
No, now, for the Demon King, how much significance does reclaiming her body still have? Has she already reached a level of power that she can display considerable strength, even without reclaiming her body? Has her strength already recovered to a fearsome degree?
"I remember the Elf Queen was very skilled in life magic; speaking of, she should already be dead. I’m someone who clings to old ties; the Elf Queen had several hundred years of friendship with me, so I should at least use my own means to commemorate her— let me use life magic then?"
Such words casually spill from Mohe’s mouth.
"You know, Thunder Emperor, the Elf Queen had a very special skill, able to exchange her own life for someone else’s, without even needing to sacrifice magic power as a price, just a swap of lifespans. As a long-lived race, this truly is a rather cunning skill, since those strong enough to require her to use such a skill usually aren’t as long-lived as she is— but unfortunately... that magic was originally used by me on her as a punishing magic. For the reason... because what I possess is eternity~"
The Demon King initially reclaimed her right hand, symbolizing eternity.
Eternity minus a hundred? Eternity minus a thousand? Even if eternity minus ten thousand?
For this eternally living Demon King, unleashing such a magic, she can freely seize everyone’s life.
Without having to pay any price.
Eternity is just like that.
"Sigh!" Mohe suddenly sighs, "By rights, to deal with you, I shouldn’t use this magic, since you’re not even a match for the Elf Queen, but as I said, she’s my old friend. I need to express some commemoration for her. It’s just your bad luck."
In this moment, the thunder tube blinks, and the Thunder Emperor quickly distances himself from Mohe’s range; he doesn’t know what this so-called Elf Queen’s magic is, but his instincts tell him he must get away, the farther the better.
Manipulating lightning’s power, he reaches a far distance in an instant, directly exiting the range of the dark clouds he initially created.
This is quite disadvantageous for him, but there’s no choice; he must do it.
If he doesn’t, he might really have his lifespan drained.
"The reaction is quite fast, but it has no meaning..."
Space cracks open in front of Mohe, reflecting the Thunder Emperor’s silhouette.
The magic has already been activated.
The Thunder Emperor’s body suddenly began to age.
Space...
Space Magic, as high-level mages, everyone learns a bit, even those specialized in a particular type of magic, because this magic is indeed very useful—yet the Demon King’s accomplishments in this field are just too strong. To lock space around oneself is almost an incredible feat.
But the Demon King can do it, and quite easily.
His body began to hunch over, his breathing became heavy.
He truly felt the meaning of "old."
An unbeatable Demon King—
The Thunder Emperor, in his daze, saw the being who sat on the throne years ago.
No difference at all.
His lifelong struggle, his lifelong defiance, his lifelong tenacity... are no different from when he was nine years old.
Still unnoticed, still unable to make any impact, still...
Why do creatures like the Demon King exist in this world?
Since a Demon King exists in this world, then what is the significance of the birth of other life forms? If such perfect, ultimate beings exist in the world... then what’s the difference between living and dying?
Perhaps death is his most genuine destination, and if he were to die...
"Can you refrain from pursuing the brigade?"
He asked in a difficult, aged voice.
Mohe laughed.
From that smile, the Thunder Emperor understood some things.
He landed on the ground, with an aged body, just like when he was nine years old.
He bent his already non-straight back.
Kneeled on the ground, buried his head.
"Please, spare them."
She replied as always: "Sure."
The girl walked out of space, her foot on the Thunder Emperor’s head.
She stretched her hand to one side.
Doro appeared next to her, placing a pair of horns in her hand.
"Ah~ my horns, they are so nostalgic..."
She looked up, opened her mouth wide, and swallowed her horns. It seemed difficult, yet the girl’s body seemed like large clay, enough for her to swallow the horns into her stomach.
Following this, the girl’s body grew somewhat, reaching about two to three centimeters taller, her figure becoming more curvaceous.
The light of creation and destruction spun at her feet.
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Doro asked, "What are you planning?"
"Hmm, didn’t I say before that I was short of servants? Surely, a chance to gather servants cannot be missed. Frankly, the Thunder Emperor’s Thunder Magic probably isn’t of much use... but he can work, after all, he is someone able to endure humiliation, possessing the qualities needed for a servant. You mustn’t bully others too much later."
Mustn’t bully others too much?
"Leaving that aside, how do you plan to resurrect the Elf?"
"Leaving that aside, what else should we talk about? I’ve told you already, I can resurrect the Elf, but you speak as if doubting my prowess. Just watch closely now that I’ve regained my power of creation and destruction..."
As these words fell, the light of creation and destruction covering the Thunder Emperor vanished.
The senior left decrepit by the life-depriving magic disappeared.
In place of him was a blonde girl with a doll-like face, wearing glasses, extremely slender, yet possessing one very prominent feature, seeming very destructive.
"This is!"
"The new maid, you are now the new maid of our mansion, the Thunder Emperor has been taken down by us. You can give yourself a name, of course, if you accept Mr. Doro’s taste, you can let Mr. Doro help with it."
Thunder Emperor looked at his palm...
"Noel."
"Hmm, alright."