Calamity Crown

Time moves forward slightly by 1 hour.

Goethe stood up with doubts, he was a little at a loss.

"Why not?"

"I guessed wrong?"

Goethe whispered to himself, thinking about the joints.

What is the problem?

"Do not be discouraged……"

Goethe, who was whispering to himself, instantly triggered Jerry's answering mechanism - Jerry immediately hugged Goethe while comforting him, with a complicated look on his face.

Goethe: ...

Damn 'Mad King'!

I must hang you up and beat you!

Goethe gritted his teeth, a little unbelieving, and tried it on Jerry again with the 'Sage's Stone'.

My wrists are sore, but it still doesn't work.

Goethe frowned slightly.

He sat on the sofa thinking about what went wrong with him.

And this kind of thinking about the back of the sitting posture once again triggered Jerry's answering mechanism.

"It's fine……"

As he spoke, he hugged Goethe again, his tone became more gentle, and the expression on his face was just right, revealing the complexity again.

"I am XXXX!"

With Goethe's character, at this moment, he couldn't help but swear.

He knows the bad taste of the "Mad King".

But he didn't know that the 'Mad King''s bad taste could reach this level.

Is it interesting to keep insulting the masculine dignity of later generations?

Not some hell joke.

No!

It's more hell than a hell joke.

Obviously, Goethe's swearing triggered Jerry's answering mechanism again.

"Don't be like this, I know, you tried your best, and I feel it too, more than before..."

Goethe was furious.

Resisting the urge to push Jerry away, he swore secretly in his heart.

The 'Mad King' must be thrown into the cesspit.

Be sure to put the 'Mad King'... Wait!

Jerry's answering mechanism!

Suddenly, Goethe was taken aback.

What did he think of.

He turned around, looked at Jerry, picked up the 'Sage's Stone' again, and started a new attempt.

However, unlike before, this time Goethe no longer buried his head in hard work, but shouted in one step——

"Call Dad!"

"dad!"

Jerry's answering mechanism then responded.

And with such an answer, a strange force spewed out from Jerry.

That power is like water.

But hotter than water.

More cloudy than water.

When it dripped, it etched a downward path straight into the floor.

As the manager of the 'Paradise Hotel', Goethe can be sure that there is absolutely no passage under the 'Paradise Hotel'.

"How did this channel appear?"

Goethe was puzzled and wanted to ask Jerry.

But at this moment, Jerry seemed to have lost all kinetic energy, lying flat in a daze.

Obviously, Jerry couldn't answer.

Then try it!

Ga!

The next moment, a [Level Blood Crow Spirit] rushed in.

Then, Goethe's face became strange.

Because, he saw an office.

An office with desks, bookshelves, sofas, etc., everything that he knows an office should have.

"This...is the 'principal's office'?"

Goethe stepped into it after confirming that there was no danger.

The 'door' behind him was not closed.

Turning around, you can see Jerry lying on the sofa.

But the inexplicable sense of weirdness made Goethe couldn't help but spit.

"Bad taste."

Goethe said so, and walked towards the most conspicuous desk.

When he approached, an illusory voice sounded immediately.

"Hahaha, congratulations, my child."

"As my eldest son, you have indeed inherited everything from me!"

"Isn't it interesting?"

The corners of Goethe's mouth twitched in the frivolous voice with laughter.

Interesting XX!

Goethe swears in the bottom of his heart.

For the first time, Goethe did not feel the kindness of his hometown dialect in his heart.

There is only indescribable irritability.

It's like seeing shit-flavored chocolate.

"Jerry is a masterpiece I completed with the help of several 'roads'. Her existence far surpasses the remaining three puppets. In other words, the remaining three puppets themselves are to cover up Jerry's existence."

"After all, that guy Sheard is getting bigger and bigger."

"So, I set up something a little more interesting, to bang him."

"I hope he finds his way back."

The 'Mad King' continued to speak, with a hint of loneliness in the playfulness in his tone.

Goethe couldn't help sighing.

There is no doubt that although the "mad king" in the early stage was full of all kinds of bad tastes, he was still a good person, at least he was kind and obeyed the bottom line of conscience.

Even though he had a premonition of 'betrayal', he still had good intentions.

Hope to use more gentle means to restore everything.

It's a pity that the 'mad king' at that time didn't know that the more he behaved like this, the more irreversible he would become.

Because, everyone will think that he is weak and deceptive.

Even, as long as the "Mad King" is "a little stricter", his wife, lover, and descendants will not be killed by Shield.

Of course, the 'Mad King' should have known about it later.

He began to use all kinds of cruel methods to treat his enemies, and even... friends.

That's why he got the title of 'Mad King'.

Also, let Goethe at this moment be full of vigilance.

You know, the 'Mad King' has entered and exited here at least twice.

The first time was the "mad king" in the low state of sowing goodness in the early stage.

the second time?

That's the transformed Mad King.

Now that it has changed.

Maybe leave some unknown backhand just in case.

Therefore, Goethe listened to the babble of illusory voices while being vigilant.

"Are you wondering why I, as a father, don't show up?"

"I thought so too."

"But here I found a 'strange road'. This 'road' is very interesting. It made me study for a long time, and it made me unable to leave images."

"Of course!"

"This must be temporary!"

"Your father, I am a genius!"

"I will study it clearly in the shortest possible time, and then I will appear in front of you openly."

The words of the 'Mad King' were full of confidence.

Goethe, who knew the result, remained silent.

He just listened quietly.

"Now is the most important moment!"

"Just like what I wrote in the notes I left for you, the appearance of the 'College' was really an accident. It was the product of my encounter with the 'Road' during my travels."

"You should understand the 'Road', right?"

"After all, to be able to enter here, you should at least be a legend."

"And the road after the legend is the 'road'!"

"You need to use the 'Road' to reach the 'Title Legend' first—this is not the knowledge of this world. I can't tell you where it is, because there are restrictions."

"well!"

"Ubiquitous restrictions, the more powerful the more restrictions."

"Is this the price we paid for choosing the 'road'?"

"No, no no!"

"This term doesn't sound good, let me think about it... that's right!"

"purity!"

"The purity is too low!"

At this moment, the 'Mad King' imitated someone in as low a tone as possible, he explained.

"Our purity is too low. In order to increase the purity, we can only dig deep on a 'road', and then restrictions on this 'road' will appear!"

Goethe immediately thought of the guy in "Neiwan" when he described it in "Mad King".

When the other party was in the 'Inner Bay', all kinds of ways that went against common sense would undoubtedly disappear once they left the 'Inner Bay'!

It's like a 'school'!

Even, maybe there will be a negative state!

Goethe was thinking, thinking in his eyes.

He was thinking about how to fight that 'Neiwan' guy.

The best way, of course, is to leave the 'Inner Bay'!

However, the other party will definitely not do this.

Moreover, when he goes back, almost 90% of them will be discovered by the other party!

"really!"

"Can it only be head-to-head?"

"'Hellblood'!"

Goethe thought, but didn't start right away.

Because, he wanted to know whether the 'path' of the 'mad king' staying in the 'academy' was suitable for him.

"The path I left behind in the 'Academy' is the most suitable - it is not only powerful, but also extremely compatible!"

"Well, that's what you think it is."

"There is more than one 'road', all roads lead to Rome."

"Where is Rome?"

"That's another story. If we can meet, I will tell you everything... Hey! Damn restrictions, I'm being tactful, and I didn't really say it!"

In the illusory voice, there was the sound of the 'Mad King' gasping.

Obviously, the 'mad king' should have been backlashed by 'restrictions'.

Quite a pain.

It also had lasting effects.

Because, after that, the words of the 'mad king' obviously weakened a bit, and they no longer had so much vitality.

"Everyone can choose more than one 'road', but for future potential and promotion, most people will only choose 1-2. Of course, there are also more 'geniuses' who choose more."

"However, such a 'genius' ended up a bit miserable."

"Except for that guy, most of them are stuck in the 'Title Legend' stage, and there is no further possibility."

"but!"

"The 'path' I left for you is different!"

Speaking of this, the 'Mad King' became complacent again.

"Life and death change!"

"As long as you master this 'road', your lifespan will be infinitely longer, and to a certain extent, you are still immortal-with this premise, as long as you develop slowly, you will definitely be able to reach the next level." stage."

"Hey, your father is amazing, right?"

When these words appeared, Goethe had already seen the proud and complacent appearance of the "mad king" with his arms akimbo in Goethe's mind.

However, Goethe did not mock the other party.

Because, as the "mad king" said, the path of "life and death change" is really powerful.

From the very beginning, the 'Mad King' was running towards 'immortality'.

It's not about 'immortality'!

only……

The 'change' is gone.

Now only 'life and death' is left!

"Hope it's not too bad."

Goethe thought to himself.

And at this moment, the 'Mad King' finally said what Goethe was most concerned about.

"It's almost time."

"I studied that weird 'road', which made my energy very low, and I felt exhausted just leaving you a message—son, you must become stronger!"

"My first 'road' will be stronger because of the strength of your descendants!"

"Hey, did I say 'we'?"

"Never mind!"

"Who hasn't been young?"

"I just made a mistake that men all over the world make!"

"Now!"

"Sit in that chair and answer its questions!"

"You will have everything I leave behind!"

The 'Mad King' was joking, even if he wanted to show his father's majesty in the end, it would have no effect - even if the person standing here is really a descendant of the 'Mad King', the other party would only complain.

Goethe was quite sure of this.

After all, the bastard started again!

Guess! Guess!

Say half and leave half asshole!

You're sure to drown in the cesspit!

Thinking this way, Goethe was about to walk towards the chair, but at this moment, a weak force was peeping at him, or rather, this force was a bridge.

Let the other party see him.

It also made him see each other.

Seeing that old face, Goethe put away the wet 'Sage's Stone' with a smile on his face, sat straight in the only chair, crossed his hands in front of him, and said slowly——

"Welcome to my 'school'!"

anger!

Puzzled!

Under the 'bridge', it appeared in Goethe's vision.

"Mordode!"

The old man yelled, but Goethe didn't pay any attention.

Because the chair officer had already asked in his mind.

"Don't forget the original intention - what's the next sentence?"

Goethe sat up straight in an instant, and replied in an extremely serious tone.

"Remember the mission!"

hum!

The light shines.

The dazzling brilliance directly cut off the bridge, and a slight tremor appeared in the entire 'College', somewhat like an earthquake, and Van der Sar, who had felt this kind of tremor forty-two years ago, roared directly.

"mine!"

"'College' is mine!"

"No one can take him away!"

The roaring old woman rushed straight at the old emperor.

She thinks everything is the ghost of the other party.

Then it is natural to kill the old emperor.

For the old woman, this has long been an instinct, and she doesn't care who the other party is at all.

But the old emperor ignored the old woman.

He is in a hurry!

He must find Mordod before the last step is completed!

The 'College' is his!

He absolutely cannot hand it over to others!

Right, wealth, and... eternal life here!

It's all his!

With a dodge, the old emperor rushed directly to the ground.

As soon as the old emperor left, the old lady followed closely behind.

Ailan paused for a moment, then followed up with a secretive expression.

In the corner, Earl Tim turned over and got up.

His face was pale and full of helplessness.

He would want to leave now if he could.

No!

Is not coming here at all!

Instead, enjoy life in your own estate!

But his sister...

Thinking of his sister, Earl Tim became more and more helpless.

In the end, the earl could only grit his teeth and follow.

At this moment, Goethe's body trembled again and again.

Goethe could feel that a special force was forced from the back of the chair to his spine, like a nail, being smashed into his cervical spine bit by bit.

Such pain was nothing to Goethe.

It hurts, but it's bearable.

He even had time to look at the blood beads emerging from the pores of his body.

"No wonder at least the legendary level."

"Once the [body] of an ordinary person accepts such 'power', it will probably explode immediately."

Just when Goethe was thinking, the force that nailed into his spine exploded directly.

boom!

The roar of explosions filled his ears.

Then the somewhat familiar pain of being chopped, flattened, and elongated began to spread, and as time passed, this pain began to intensify, almost comparable to when he first stepped into Transcendence.

In front of his eyes, a thick black appeared.

Darker than night, full of death and coldness.

That force led him to go deeper and deeper.

The ice froze Goethe's breath.

The ice froze Goethe's body.

The ice froze Goethe's soul.

Even, even thinking will be frozen.

because……

This is death!

Goethe can confirm that this is death!

Although he didn't really feel death in the true sense!

But if there is death, this is what it looks like!

At this moment, every second is stretched infinitely.

one second!

two seconds!

Three seconds!

The most painful thing is that Goethe can still clearly feel the passage of time. He doesn't know where the force will pull him, and he can't perceive the end.

But there is one thing Goethe can be sure of.

If this continues, he will definitely die.

Without any hesitation!

Goethe activated [Sluggish Disease]!

Rumble!

Time is long, torrential.

With the help of waves, it moves forward at high speed.

Goethe, who used [Sluggishness] for the first time, felt as if he had become a fish going down the river, which not only saves effort, but also gets twice the result with half the effort.

Everything around has slowed down.

But he is faster!

Even death cannot catch up with him!

Especially when the silt at the bottom of the river rolled up, as if a giant hand had grasped the 'death', Goethe smoothly rushed out of the most intense 'death' and came to the point of 'vitality'.

White!

Warm white!

At this moment, all Goethe's pain was healed.

Body, soul.

Everything is healed.

Even the 'time' consumed by using [Sluggishness] is slowly recovering.

"The speeding up of one's own time is the consumption of one's own lifespan!"

In the warmth, Goethe gradually came back to his senses.

His frozen mind was completely relaxed at this moment.

The text in front of me also began to appear line by line——

【Experiencing the 'Realm of Life and Death', judging...】

[Judgment passed! 】

[Talent obtained: 1, life or death; 2, death or life]

[Life or Death: Absorb the life force that exists around you and turn it into the purest 'death force' to attack your opponent, or you can revive the dead body to fight for you]

[Dead or Alive: When you are attacked, you will turn death into life, you will get a treatment, and you can restore physical strength, energy, or you can heal the surrounding targets in your vision]

(Note 1: When you cast life or death, your movement will become slow:, and your 'Death Force' capacity limit cannot exceed one-fifth of the sum of your [Heart] and [Body], which is now: Destruction class)

(Note 2: When performing death or life, the upper limit you can bear is one-fifth of the sum of your [heart] and [body], now it is: Extinction level)

(Note 3: When the upper limit is exceeded, you will suffer corresponding damage.)

(Note 4: Resurrected corpses need to replenish the corresponding 'power of death' every once in a while)

(Note 5: When treating targets in the surrounding vision, you need to consume a little extra stamina)

...

"Live or die? Dead or alive?"

Inexplicably, a group of girls playing volleyball appeared in Goethe's mind.

Then, there is the 'destroyer level'.

"Is this the extent of the title legend?"

Goethe was a little uncertain.

Because, he didn't feel the path mentioned by the 'Mad King'.

In front of his eyes, it was just talent.

It's because my strength hasn't really reached the level of a 'Title Legend'.

still……

Career level?

Goethe guessed in his heart.

At the same time, a key rose from the arm of the chair.

After Goethe picked it up, more words emerged.

[Principal's Key (College): This is the key that represents the identity of the principal of the 'College'. You who hold this key can do whatever you want in the 'College', just like the previous 'Principal' Modeus, My favorite thing to do is to knock on the door of the dormitory in the middle of the night, or to nourish your "life or death" and "death or life" talents here, this is the best place]

[Effects: 1, principal's rights Ⅰ; 2, principal's rights Ⅱ; 3, principal's rights Ⅲ; 4, nourishment]

[Principal's Rights Ⅰ: Same as the 'Paradise Hotel', you can change the layout of the 'College' as you like, you can use existing items to change into the style you like, but you can't create something out of nothing, you can only choose to use things to change When a certain creature or thing enters the 'College', you can perceive the existence of the other party at the first time, and find the weakness of the other party with a high probability,]

[Principal's Rights II: Any teachers, security guards, students, etc. of the 'college' must obey you 100%, otherwise they will suffer 'bad luck']

[Principal's Rights III: When you are within the range of the 'College', you can appear in any range at will, and when there are creatures that are malicious to you, the 'College' will continuously absorb the vitality of the other party. When operating, you don't need to consume any physical strength until the other party dies or gives up malice; at the same time, you can use the absorbed 'vitality' to increase someone's luck for a short time, but not yourself]

[Nourishment: As long as you are in the 'College', your body, talent, and soul will be slowly nourished. You will recover faster and become stronger slowly here. to reverse]

(Note 1: It is special, it cannot leave here, because the 'school' is here)

(Note 2: When you exercise power Ⅲ, please snap your fingers)

(Note 3: Vitality is not created out of thin air, you need to absorb it, death is always with you, unfortunately you can’t really transform it arbitrarily)

...

"[Principal's Key]!"

Goethe looked at the key in front of him.

When he had the [Key of the Holder (Paradise Hotel)], he had a lot of guesses about what the key of the 'College' would look like.

Just looking at the key in his hand, Goethe felt a little helpless.

[Principal Power I II III]...

Once again, the bad taste of 'Mad King'.

Especially that snapping fingers.

Is this middle school?

Or do you think you are handsome?

Look at the description in the label again.

Is this 'Mad King' a beast in heat?

However, [Nourishment] made Goethe understand more.

"No wonder the injured 'Mad King' came back here, because it is so convenient to heal injuries here, and irreversible injuries can be recovered, but it requires a lot of vitality."

"Vitality cannot be created out of thin air? Death is like a shadow? Can't it be transformed in a real sense?"

"Is it because of 'change'?"

Subconsciously, as soon as Goethe raised his hand, [The Master's Key (Paradise Hotel)] appeared in Goethe's hands, side by side with the [Principal's Key].

Immediately, Goethe thought of something more.

In the heart, there are more attempts.

But that's for later.

Now?

Naturally, deal with those 'intruders'!

How dare you make trouble in his 'college'!

It is unforgivable!

Thinking of this-

Snapped!

With a snap of his fingers, Goethe disappeared instantly.