Damn it! Let's smash the darkness together! - Chapter 578 - The Birth of the King (First Update for Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 578 - The Birth of the King (First Update for Monthly Ticket)

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Chapter 578 of "Damn it! Let's smash the darkness together!" opens with dynamic events: Tsk, as expected...Xu Shu stroked his chin and sighed.His highest fate chart this time was... Read on for more!

Tsk, as expected...

Xu Shu stroked his chin and sighed.

His highest fate chart this time was blue, the "Peering Through a Bamboo Tube." In a world where one could advance beyond the ordinary, once one reached the limit of their fate chart’s quality, a bottleneck would inevitably be faced, and only by finding another way could a breakthrough possibly be made.

Actually, it wasn’t so bad this time; it was only upon reaching the third rank that he encountered this bottleneck.

Xiao Han, who was originally trained as a "Doctor" on the Sword Qi Continent, collected soul rings—or rather, was collecting the Yuanjie God’s blessings—even though he possessed the Purple Fate Chart "mouth filled with constitutional law," he almost collapsed at the extreme limit of the third rank.

If one wanted to progress from the third rank to the fourth, it wasn’t just a matter of talent anymore. It was also about opportunity and insight; one couldn’t lack any of them!

Could it be that one must wait in vain for a hundred years?

Wouldn’t that be a complete waste of such a great start?

This time, the secrets of a higher-level Transcendence were right before my eyes, yet untouchable, which truly filled me with reluctance!

Xu Shu was undecided, with the increasingly intense heartbeat engine of Diablo ringing in his ears, which was rather irritating.

"You become irritated and momentarily forget the other’s identity, giving the entire palace a slap that shatters it to pieces and cursing loudly, ’Fuck, stop that knocking! Are you fucking annoying or what!’"

"With one palm, you shattered the palace. Such is your power, Gold level destruction! However, the moment the words left your mouth, you were suddenly startled; standing before you was none other than one of the Light Twelve Saints, the ’Emperor Engine!’ How dare you be so insolent? Your life is likely in danger now!"

"Ah, right..." You stand amidst the ruins, just about to apologize, trying to beg for your life, but you see Diablo completely dismembered, neatly split into 4096 pieces, some in fragments, eyes scattered all across the sky, some near-sighted, some looking like butts, and some like horses...

"He’s dead, caught in the aftermath of your palm strike; there’s no saving him now."

"Ah? I, I killed one of the Light Twelve Saints?" You freeze in place, starting to doubt your life.

After your doubts peaked, you suddenly realized that this Diablo was a swindler!

You had thought he was a king, but in reality, he was bronze, his strength faked, apparently possessing a special intimidating method that could make people feel fear.

"This, it can’t be... One person could feign, but wouldn’t the other eleven Saints notice? Surely, this intimidation couldn’t suppress other kings, right?"

You suddenly felt something strange. Although you had seen similar scenes in an anime comic, you felt it was totally illogical, a full ten, or even nine out of ten levels of nonsense.

While you were suspicious, you approached another of the Human Clan’s kings among the Saints—the formidable woman known as the Blade Queen, Aisman.

Through your probing, you finally uncovered that she was also a fake, her true strength being merely Silver level 1-star, which was indeed stronger than Diablo, but that was about it.

You harshly humiliated her, forcing her to write "I am a fake seller" on her big orange with white-out, and then went on your way.

With two experiences under your belt, you continued to challenge the other Human Clan kings, finding without exception a bunch of backyard chickens and pottery dogs. The strongest among them was the Silver-level, one-star Blade Queen; most of the others were bronze and even two were black iron!

It turns out the most powerful beings in the mortal realm were actually just Gold level; higher King levels were simply a figment of the imagination.

In the year 1335 of the Bright Era, the Human Clan, which had always been the leading race of the mortal realm, tragically lost the Light Twelve Saints.

The other races were shocked and sent out spies to investigate. When they learned that they had been deceived for a thousand years, they were furious and a war broke out among all races.

The entire continent plunged into chaos, vowing to fight for a new leader in the mortal world, to be the new king of this realm!

As for you, the instigator of all this chaos, you found yourself back in the twelfth level of the heart of the Abyss, staring into its dark depths, sitting in meditation for a hundred days.

If you jumped, you might level up, but you could also die. No matter how glorious you are, in the end, you’re just a scoop of yellow dirt.

If you didn’t jump, you couldn’t level up, but as the top of the mortal realm, you’d surely not die and would have a splendid later life.

What would you choose? To live here or face the unknown terror?

"Fuck splendid later years! When a man dies, he soars to the heavens, immortal for ten thousand years! To the sisters on the 13th level, here I come!"

You gritted your teeth and jumped.

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