Chapter 991: Anticipation After the End
You have to know that before this, all kingdoms and races were mercilessly slaughtered by the Ten Thousand Demons Legion.
In the face of the overwhelming power of the Ten Thousand Demons Legion, they had no means of resistance at all.
Fortunately, in the end, top-tier powerhouses did step forward.
Back then, countless prodigies emerged like bamboo shoots after the rain.
They grew rapidly, becoming world-class powerhouses in less than five years.
Of course, that was also because the world had just undergone a catastrophe—resources were abundant, and every kingdom poured all they had into nurturing these top-tier prodigies.
That's why these prodigies were able to step up quickly and hold back the monstrous forces of the Ten Thousand Demons Legion.
Now—
After so many years, they could finally sound the horn of counterattack. How could they not be happy? How could they not be excited?
"Come, come, let's drink to our heart's content!"
"Tonight, we won't go home until we're drunk!"
Normally, drinking was strictly forbidden in the military camps.
But today was an exception.
In the Heavenly Demon Capital, the top powers of all kingdoms and races had gathered. The defenses were raised to the highest level, and many soldiers who wanted to earn extra merits volunteered for guard duty, so the entire city fell into a joyful celebration.
General Meng Zhang even made a special exception and allowed all legion members to drink freely.
And rest here for five days.
Although speed is crucial in warfare—
Now that the Heavenly Demon Capital had been taken, the rest had to be approached gradually.
Over at the Ten Thousand Demons Fortress, they must have already sounded the highest level of alert.
The final decisive battle would erupt right before the Ten Thousand Demons Fortress.
They couldn't push the soldiers too hard either.
If nerves were too taut for too long, it would affect their performance.
Just yesterday, the Heavenly Demon Capital was a scene of hell—countless terrifying, grotesque images paired with hideous demon monsters formed a vision straight from a nightmare.
But now…
It had already become a massive military fortress.
It was entirely redesigned by top-tier architects.
Now, this military fortress was immersed in joy.
Ling Zhan stood atop a high platform, gazing down at the peaceful lights below. The evening breeze brushed his face. His expression was calm, without the slightest ripple.
And just one level below the platform—
Were the members of the Demon-Slaying Legion.
Naturally, they were also part of the celebration.
Holding their wine glasses, out of the corner of their eyes, they saw that tall, cold, and solitary figure standing on the platform. The smiles on their faces gradually faded.
"Looks like Instructor Ling seems so lonely…"
Someone murmured softly.
Many shook their heads.
Actually, what Instructor Ling had wasn't loneliness.
Because if he wanted, there'd definitely be a crowd of people genuinely willing to stay by his side.
He just chose not to.
Or maybe…
Instructor Ling Zhan simply liked being alone from the very beginning. Perhaps he preferred this feeling of solitude.
Besides—
When it came to women who liked Instructor Ling, there were definitely plenty.
At the very least, at that nearby round table—
Sat several of them.
Li Chaoge, Saint Luni, Saint Lucy, Zhou Xue'er, Zhu Yaoguang.
And the rest…
Anna, Charlotte, and the others all had a fair amount of affection for Ling Zhan.
At this moment—
These proud daughters of heaven all stared dreamily at the figure atop the platform.
Yet none dared to go up to him.
Because they all knew, this non-specialist seemed to have never been in love with any woman.
His emotions had long been sealed away.
If there was one among them who had the highest chance of reaching Ling Zhan's heart, it was probably Zhou Xue'er.
After all, Zhou Xue'er used to be Ling Zhan's vice commander and had always been in charge of his daily life.
Ling Zhan's meals and drinks were all handled by her.
Over time, Ling Zhan, who would normally never allow any woman into his room, made an exception for Zhou Xue'er.
Thinking of this—
The girls began to fall into contemplation.
Asked whether they could cook…
The answer was obviously no.
Each one of them was either a princess of a kingdom or from an aristocratic family.
None had ever so much as touched household chores.
Even Zhou Xue'er only started practicing her cooking skills later on.
This made them start to make up their minds.
Should they…
Actually go learn how to cook?
Because Ling Zhan was never an impulsive man.
That meant he would never fall for a woman just because of her looks.
He likely preferred bonds formed through long-term companionship and gradual emotional buildup.
Hmm…
It's decided!
Starting tomorrow, whenever there's time, they'll practice cooking!
Whether they end up cooking or not, at least they should know how!
And it had better taste good too!
...…
...…
Ling Zhan probably never imagined that his lone silhouette would cause the people below to think this much.
He didn't harbor any unnecessary melancholy or sentimental emotions.
The only reason he was up here was because the view was spectacular—high, quiet, and gave him a full vantage point.
He liked standing in open places where he could survey everything below.
As for those thinking he was lonely or emo or whatever…
Absolutely not.
Ling Zhan truly didn't have any sappy, melodramatic emotions lingering inside him.
He wasn't one of those dumbasses who writes long-winded blog posts just because of a sad song.
What he was focused on now was the strategy for the next assault.
Chances are, the Ten Thousand Demons Fortress didn't expect the Heavenly Demon Capital to fall.
And—
The method was simple.
All it took was preparing a sacrificial item using a secret technique.
Basically transferring all damage, control, and skill effects to the sacrificial item instead.
Before, the Ten Thousand Swords Demon Sovereign wasn't prepared for this, nor did he know this non-specialist had such an overpowered skill.
As a result, he paid a hefty price—with his life.
And the Frost Demon Sovereign was slaughtered on the spot.
Now, the Ten Thousand Demons side was definitely doing their research.
Unless—
Ling Zhan could find a way to counter their transfer technique.
But how to do that would have to wait until the battle started.
"Now that the final chapter of Demon Annihilation has ended, it's probably time to ascend to the upper realm…"
"Just don't know what kind of vast world awaits up there."
Ling Zhan still looked forward to it.
The lower realm capped out at level 200.
What would the level cap be in the upper realm?
Also—
Were there legendary gods in the upper realm?
Or maybe the creators of this game world's rules?
All of that… was still a mystery.