A foreigner's journey

The burning torch made a crackling sound, and the Terror Emperor sat in the empty hall, lost in thought.

He is not a human being, but an [Apostle].

The so-called [Apostle] is an ordinary person who summons the hand of God in despair through the medium of 'Behelet' to perform a sacrificial ceremony. After offering the most precious thing in his heart, this person will give up all humanity and humanity. The body is replaced by a [Demon] that strengthens certain desires of its own to the limit and transcends human limits.

The abilities of each apostle are different, and there are also high and low levels among apostles.

Low-level apostles can only transform into weird monsters. They have extremely tenacious vitality and resilience. They are powerful and agile. A low-level apostle can easily deal with a force of hundreds of fully armed elite soldiers.

And those high-level apostles each possess unique powers, which are reflected by their titles.

'Immortal Zod', as the name suggests, has a body that will never die and super-fast regeneration. It is extremely powerful and can fly.

'Fire Dragon' Gurenberg can transform into a huge fire dragon covered in red crystals. The huge body like a hill can directly destroy the mortal body with just a touch, not to mention the flame dragon breath that burns all things. .

‘Demon Archer’ Abaying, ‘Moonlight Knight’ Laugus... these superior apostles with titles are all terrifying beings who can dominate one side, and they are at the level of crushing the human world.

In Heather's world, the strongest apostle recognized among all the apostles in the "Legend of Sword and Wind" comic must be [The Terror Emperor]!

[Terror Emperor] Calisika, a long time ago, when he was a 'human', he also had innocence.

Kalishika was born in the royal family of Kusha. The first time he witnessed the intrigues and intrigues in the royal family was when Kalishika was six years old.

The queen of Kusha poisoned the six-year-old Kalishika in order to place her doting biological son on the throne. Calisica, who survived the disaster, quickly figured out who wanted to kill him and why. So this six-year-old child killed his mother late at night with the knife her mother had given him, and then threw his ignorant three-year-old brother off a high building.

But he soon discovered that even after burying his brother and mother and committing suicide, the dangerous environment he was in had not improved in any way. Calisica realized that he was living in a viper's den.

Unknowingly, the gradually growing prince discovered that his father, who was sitting on the high throne, was also looking at him with eyes full of fear and suspicion.

Do you think of me as a [snake]? No, I won't let you strike first. Prince Calisica thought so.

Soon, King Kusha fell from the back of an elephant that suddenly went crazy on his patrol and was trampled to death.

One after another, those who stood in the way were eliminated by the prince and the men he recruited, and the prince became a king.

Even though he was on the throne, he was still restless. Facing the young Snake King of a small country, a group of more powerful Dragons of the Warring States Period were ready to attack. Calisika's kingdom may be swallowed up by the more powerful surrounding countries at any time.

In order to survive, Calisika fought with all his strength. The snake-like coldness and cunning he cultivated when he was young made him risk death several times.

I am not born cruel, but I must make my enemies fear me and return the fear I have endured tenfold! The young snake king Calisika thought so.

Following the custom, Calisika hid away the neighboring royal family and gave birth to Lin'er, but the constant wars all day long left him no time to take care of his family. Perhaps, he is also afraid of the relationship called 'mother and son' in his heart.

A few years later, after fighting on battlefields in various places, the young snake king turned his kingdom into a dragon among dragons that was unmatched by other countries. The ambition to dominate the world is gradually growing, and it seems that it is not far away.

After several years, Kalisika rarely returned to the palace. Then, at the banquet, Calisica once again tasted the betrayal he felt when he was six years old.

The poisonous wine entered his throat, and his body was in pain so much that foam was pouring out of the corners of his mouth, but what was even more painful was his heart. Only then did Calisika realize that there was no one around him who was loyal to him, they were all traitors! They are all traitors!

Then, the dazed Snake King looked through the soldiers who were facing him with weapons in their hands, and saw Wang'er, whom he rarely saw. There is a mixture of fear and cowardice in those lowered eyes, reflecting the past portrayal of the Snake King.

He ran away with all his strength, and the soldiers behind him continued to pursue him under the orders of the prince. In the end, the spear and sharp blade penetrated the snake king's body, and the ambitious snake king was about to die on the spot.

In a panic, the snake king Kalisika reached out and grabbed randomly around, but he grabbed an oval stone as big as a fist. It was a dark red stone, with dislocated facial features carved on the surface, lifelike. I vaguely remember that this stone was offered to me by an unknown saint whom the Snake King met when he was fighting in all directions.

Its name is ‘Behelet’.

The moment the hand stained with his own blood came into contact with Behelet, the facial features on the stone returned to their normal positions and he opened his eyes and let out a silent roar with tears of blood.

All the people in the palace were sacrificed, and Calisika gained power beyond the limits of human beings.

The Snake King became the Terror Emperor.

I will not succumb to anyone, not even the hand of God who gave me power!

I am the great emperor, the king of kings! He is the person who has trampled and ravaged the most land on this continent! The unique truth in this unclean world is that "if you want to take over the world, you must pay for it with blood". Even God who descended from heaven is not exempt from this truth.

If the so-called miracles and the messenger of God are true, then it is up to me to use my blood-stained hands to take away the [Messenger of God] and make it dirty! I am the devil who pollutes this world!

Thinking of this, the dense staggered teeth were exposed under the Dread Emperor's thick beard.

Um? He suddenly stood up and looked outside with confusion.

He felt something intruding into this magical city shrouded in the mist he created. So pure, so noble, could it be her?

Step, step, step...

White and tender bare feet stepped on the cold stone bricks, and a beautiful figure walked leisurely in the palace hall, gradually approaching the throne where the Terror Emperor was.

"Oh...you are the pagan 'Messenger of God'."

The Terror Emperor stroked his beard and narrowed his small eyes to look at the beautiful girl in front of him. How elegant and noble, Emperor Fear dared to declare that he had never seen anyone more beautiful and elegant than the woman in front of him. Such a pure thing would definitely not belong to a common man. He really wants to... take it away and defile it!

"You dare to break into my magic city alone, I want to praise you, you are so brave."

The Terror Emperor stood on the pile of skulls in front of the throne, opened his arms, and thick mist spread from him to the surroundings:

"You only have one chance. Surrender. I will not kill you, but will make you queen."

Rong Qishi didn't care at all that the fog shrouded the royal hall, and his posture remained extremely elegant:

"Ah la la, it really makes me feel excited to hear a man say such heart-warming words to me."

Even so, there was no hint of happiness in her tone, and she was still extremely indifferent.

"So, what's your answer?" The Terror Emperor's voice came from the surrounding fog, and it was impossible to identify the direction. At the same time, countless huge beast shadows appeared in the mist, glaring at Qishi eagerly.

The corners of Qishi's mouth curved slightly with malice:

"Heh... have you ever heard of humans marrying weeds?"