"So I died at the hands of that Radiant Queen of the Desert Empire?"
"And my [Eternal Lake Light] was lost there too?"
His power might be great, but getting beaten to death while trying to pick flowers wasn't exactly a first for him.
He couldn't help silently vowing in his heart that sooner or later he'd steal that [Radiant Queen], maybe even seize the Desert Empire itself, gnawing down the largest human fortress there is.
Riding on a sea of human resources to charge straight into Sixth Order Demigod, reaching a realm his true body had never touched, becoming the real Lancelot, not some cheap copy!
Only right now he'd just resurrected, his strength was at rock bottom, just like the son who'd been eaten—only Fourth Order power.
He was just about to head out to find a human city under his rule, planning to use an entire city's population to restore his strength to its peak, when he suddenly heard a faint sound coming from the Royal Palace garden outside the window.
