1000 Years Later, Even My Weakest Follower Has Become A Demon King

As this happened too suddenly, everyone in the conference room was stunned. It wasn’t until blood splattered from Layton’s neck onto his body and a second person’s head flew into the air that someone remembered to scream.

William, who was controlling Liliana’s mirror shadow, calmly took out a key from the waist of Layton’s decapitated corpse amidst the screams around him and undid the shackles on his body. He could use spells to destroy these shackles, but the durability of his response terminal was limited. He still had to use 80% of the Liliana Mirror Shadow’s interface to deal with a Demon General under an unknown master. It was better to conserve as much as possible.

Perhaps it was because Liliana looked calm and was covered in blood which made it look stifling, or perhaps it was because most people were on guard against the Death Spirit that would appear at any moment, but in short, William wasn’t stopped at all when he controlled Mirror Shadow to walk to the door of the conference room.

Finally, he turned to look at Vincent and said, “There’s something urgent outside that needs me. I’ll leave this to you.”

Vincent looked at the blood-stained William Kane and nodded with a strange expression.

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There were roughly four categories of existences that could be considered gods recorded in this world.

First, there was an existence called Ma in the Realm of Light. This deity only existed in the Tacma Church’s doctrine. Rather than saying that Ma was a deity, it was more like a philosophical concept of supremacy and completion. The Tacma Church believed that all training and meditation in the world was to be closer to Her.

Then, there were the gods in the myths and legends of the various races in ancient times, such as the ancient God King of the Blackwater Kingdom, Oka, and Death Vera. Their former strength could be reenacted through a sorcery ritual, but other than becoming the carrier of Their strength or Pledgers, no one had ever truly sensed Their existence—unless one admitted that the Authority holders or Pledgers were gods themselves.

Then, there were the seven or eight Holy Spirits. In essence, the Holy Spirits were a collection of all the ancient mythical gods. Before the Holy Spirits Church degenerated, they collected almost all the myths and legends on the continent to classify, analyze, and study. Finally, they came to a conclusion—all the primitive myths in Currere had the same prototype, and local myths and legends everywhere only observed the profiles of those prototypes. Then, they added some stories of what happened to the ancient tribes, turning them into complicated myths and legends everywhere.

Finally, there were the Void Sovereigns. Currere’s academic world didn’t have very authoritative theories about Their essence, but it was certain that Their strength originated from the reflection of Currere’s emotions and that They had deep malice toward Currere. Moreover, They were the only deities who had the personality to interact with mortals.

However, other than William, who wasn’t sure if the Tacma Church’s Ma existed, William had dealt with the remaining three. Moreover, he could confidently say that as gods, none of them were omniscient.

It could even be said that the greater the strength, the greater the restriction.

Especially for the Moon Realm deities who had the strongest presence.

Typically, They couldn’t see what was happening in Currere in real-time. If They wanted to obtain information, They had to use a medium, such as Their believers, statues, or things related to Their domains, or the traces They had left behind.

Before William was injured by Camilla, she couldn’t accurately locate him in Currere.

Similarly, if They wanted to affect Currere, They needed a medium. Moreover, the strength of the medium directly determined the strength of Their projections.

William had been wary of any mediums in Thorn City that could pose a threat to him, but he ignored one thing.

The concept of a medium was very… subtle, although generally speaking, a medium should be a specific thing in people’s understanding—for example, a scar, a statue, or a Moon Realm rift.

However, sometimes, the medium could also be an abstract thing.

For example, a custom or a story—stories that were popular across the continent and had thousands of years of tradition. Having been passed down over all the years and edified in the social mores, it was enough to be used as a medium for Demon Generals to be sent to Currere.

For example, the story of the dirty beggar wearing a paper crown swapping identities with a foolish king wearing a king’s crown.