Transcendent Dawn

Chapter 601: Chapter 0601: New Journey (Please Subscribe)

The next day.

A large crowd of civilians had been gathered in front of the palace square.

“I announce… the abolition of the monarchy, we do not need a king.”

Lejay climbed onto the platform and delivered a passionate speech: “We can take care of ourselves, we will establish a new government, it belongs to all of us. And now… bring him up.”

A young man, extravagantly dressed and seeming to retain his nobility despite being held captive, was led onto the guillotine scaffold.

“Tyrant Jindum… after the judgment of everyone, I declare, you are guilty of treason, murder, illegal imprisonment, and war crimes among others, I sentence you to death, to be carried out immediately!”

Lejay declared loudly: “As a celebration of the end of tyrannical rule, every citizen of the City of Hope can receive a baguette and grape wine weighing thirty kroner. And… we will lift entrance restrictions, rescue all the brethren in the epidemic area. I, Lejay, swear that I will not abandon any citizens.”

“Long live!”

The moment he finished his sentence, a voice echoed from the crowd.

“Long live!”

Immediately, the cheering became louder and louder, eventually turning into a tide.

Lejay’s face was flushed, feeling the weight of ‘power’, he was alert deep in his heart: ‘Relying on the bloodshed of the old king and timely winning the hearts of people, I have fulfilled the conditions for establishing a new government… However, this enthusiasm is hard to sustain. One day, when people find that I haven’t lived up to my promises, or not done enough, they will resent… This resentment, starts hidden, builds up, just waiting for a spark to ignite completely.’

‘At that time, my fate will be no different from Jindum’s, unless I turn everyone into ‘Infected’, but that would inevitably lead to the rebirth of spiritual energy, the opening of the world gate…’

With a firm stride, he took over a golden scepter symbolizing ‘power’, cheered to the crowd, and muttered to himself: ‘So… I have to become a real ‘tyrant’. I will deal with most of the mystical beings in this world, eventually closing the gate of the world. This is my promise as the ruler, and the wish of my lifetime!’

“Very well, Lejay… It seems that you are prepared.”

Blending in the crowd, Su Lu witnessed this scene, muttering silently to himself.

The eradication of all mystical creatures is undoubtedly damaging his own foundation, since apart from witches and a few other indigenous mystics, the kingdom is now predominantly ‘infected’!

They are all Lejay’s base, and the foundation of his direct military power.

This act of self-destruction will only isolate him more and more, eventually becoming a real ‘lone man’.

And that will be the last step of the ritual.

The one who slays the dragon, ultimately becomes the dragon.

After eradicating most of the extraordinary beings, the only remaining Lejay will be the greatest ‘source’.

Therefore, he is the final offering of the ritual!

“At that time, the gate of the world will be completely closed, perhaps falling into a ‘No Magic’ world… Although the hope of personal transcendence is gone, but for the entire human race, it is a great thing, at least… there’s no need to worry about the particularly terrible plague, and the influence of divine beings any more.”

Su Lu put on his hood and turned to leave.

“Lejay, I shall witness your brilliance, as well as your death… ”

…

Blue Star World.

The prime body of Su Lu opened his eyes, looking in the direction of the Feudal Kingdom Maximilian, thoughtful: “Is it about to complete the spiritual domination of a world? Very good… However, I need to speed up.”

Though the ritual of becoming the [Spiritual Dominator] does not require as many worlds as the race for Dominator, it’s still quite a number.

With only two avatars, the speed is a bit slow.

The prime body of Su Lu has been striving for this matter for these days, and now, he finally sees some progress.

With a single step, he arrived at a building on top of a cliff.

“Qingshan Asylum?”

Su Lu muttered the name of this asylum.

In this period, the number of madmen and people suffering from mental illness suddenly increased, and many professions that are good at treating mental illness and potential madness have also increased, such as [Psychotherapists].

There are several famous hospitals, such as England’s ‘Arkham’, ‘Oriando’ as well as the ‘Qingshan Asylum’ in the east.

Stepping into the hospital, he could feel a strong atmosphere of madness.

Shouts, delirium, and screams… seemed to permeate every slab of floorboard, and every railing in this place.

In fact, there were even mad professionals who maliciously spit out some words filled with mystery.

Therefore, even if the asylums offer high salaries, not many ordinary people are willing to work there, making the place desolate.

Even the renowned Qingshan Asylum in the country is facing such a predicament.

“Silence!”

Su Lu looked at the prison-like asylum, frowned, and uttered a word.

In a flash, all the noise and rowdiness came to a halt, as if choked by an invisible force.

Silence!

A death-like silence spread in the asylum, making some professional caregivers very uncomfortable.

Su Lu stepped forward, traversed through the void, and arrived at the director’s office.

“Who?”

A woman in glasses, looking mature and competent, lifted up her head, her pupils immediately constricting: “God… ”

Her expression was incredibly complex: “Or should I say… Spiritual Creator? After causing such a terrifying disaster, do you think that the humans who foolishly seek to kill God have not been punished enough?”

It was Bai Ling!

But now, she had chosen her own professional path, become a [Comforting Master], a profession that was urgently developed to treat mentally ill professionals.

“Indeed, I came for this… ”

Su Lu smiled: “But don’t be surprised, I am not here to increase the punishment, but to bring you new hope.”

“Are you, as noble as you are, willing to lift the curse on us?” There was a glimmer of hope in Bai Ling’s eyes.

“No… that’s irreversible.”

The curse of the Blue Star World was actually the backlash from the time when Su Lu became a god, it holds high rank, difficult to dispel.

Of course, He wouldn’t just watch the world get destroyed. His prime body has been stationed here all along, secretly guiding human civilization to actively respond and absorb the backlash.

Without saying anything else, the [Comforting Master] and a series of psychotherapist-type professions would not have been ‘invented’ so quickly if He hadn’t loosened some permissions.

Hearing His answer, Bai Ling showed a hint of disappointment on her face.

“Humans are merely natives of the Blue Star, and even the moon has only recently established colonies, what does Blue Star really mean in the grand scheme of the universe?”

Su Lu sighed: “And what does a universe mean when compared to tens of thousands of universes? Don’t worry about temporary gains and losses. With my help, humans have developed and utilized the moon, and they will soon conquer this universe. I will lead them onto the journey of the myriad heavens and realms!”