Destruction - chapter 6

Status?

Name: York Mazino

Level: M5 from the Essence Origin Realm

Experience: 30,000 / 650,000

System Points: 0

Skills: Thunder Emperor (3/9), Flame Dragon (9/9)

Title: None

"This feels awful. One system point? Damn it, I must be the poorest person in the world."

At least I’ve reached level nine of the Flame Dragon skill. That’s somewhat satisfying. Time to get out of here. "Do you have any idea where we should go?"

I turned to Boros and asked, since he knew this place better than me.

"commander, it seems you don’t realize what we've done. Or, rather, what you've done, since I didn’t help much."

"Hmm? What the hell are you talking about? Was this forest special or something? Is this going to attract attention? Like I care."

"This forest is called the Forest of Darkness for a reason. The strongest demonic beast in the entire empire lives here."

Wait, what? There’s a stronger beast than the Hell Lion here? But the system didn’t tell me anything. What’s going on? As I was thinking about it, Boros continued: "Congratulations, commander. You’re now the strongest person in the empire."

What nonsense. I know this is just a weak-level empire, but I didn’t expect it to be this weak. Whatever, let’s just get out of here.

"You said I’m the strongest person here now. What exactly did you mean?"

"commander, the emperor is a first-level Sky Realm warrior. The Lion King was far stronger than him. The gap between levels in the same realm is vast."

I see. No wonder this forest is empty of humans. Damn, where's the sense of adventure in these people? This empire doesn’t deserve the name ‘Empire of Knights.’

‘System, show me the map’

A black screen appeared in front of me, showing a map filled with precise details of this continent. It's a blessing to know exactly where I am. I don’t want to waste time on nonsense.

I need to create a solid plan so I don’t lose sight of my main goal amidst all this chaos.

"Alright, Boros. Keep watch for a bit. I’m going to try something."

It’s not like I trust Boros. All I know is that he’s weaker than me. Even if he suddenly tries to attack, he won’t be able to do much.

Alright, time to explore the inner domain. I sat cross-legged in a meditative position and tried to send my consciousness into the domain, but I couldn’t enter.

“What the hell? Didn’t the system say the first seal on the domain had been lifted? So why can’t I enter?”

Ding

"Although the domain is linked to the host’s body, it is, at the same time, an independent dimension.

This means the host must physically enter the domain, not just with their consciousness."

Damn it, is this some kind of separate world? This system never stops surprising me.

"Do you wish to enter the domain?"

Confirm -- Deny

I chose to enter, and immediately a dark aura surrounded my body, and I disappeared from where I stood.

It was as if I suddenly fell into a coma. I opened my eyes, but I couldn’t close them again. Damn, what am I looking at?

I was sitting on a throne floating in the sky, with three paths before me. Each path led to something resembling an island—bigger than any island I’ve ever seen, but too small to be called a continent.

I looked around and found a barrier of pure darkness surrounding everything, enclosing this small world in a circle. A system prompt appeared in front of me, as usual, to explain the situation:

"Welcome to the First Domain.

The domain is divided into three sections:

1. The first section is for the host and his followers (clan, empire, dynasty... depending on what you wish to create).

2. The second section is the training ground for level one: Hell of Hell, consisting of 99 training towers.

3. The third section is the resource area. This world contains more abundant heavenly and earthly energy than the outside continent, meaning training speed here will be faster if the host possesses energy cultivation techniques.

Additional sections of the domain will be unlocked when the host reaches the required level."

Damn, I can’t believe this. I’m starting to regret even thinking about getting rid of this system. It’s hard to believe something like this even exists.

Alright, I chose to head to the third section first. It looked a bit strange.

Damn, since when has anything in my life made sense? This island looks like an elven forest, with massive trees everywhere.

Damn, these trees are gigantic—I look like an insect compared to them. The island is so large that something feels off about this place. The moment I set foot on the island’s ground, a skeleton appeared out of nowhere.

You probably think it scared me to death, right? Hahaha, do you think I’m that pathetic? The moment this thing appeared before me, it seemed like it was trying to bow or something, but my kick reached its chest first, and it exploded into the air...

My mind went blank for a moment. Isn’t this my inner domain? What’s a walking skeleton doing here???

Suddenly, the bones started reassembling themselves until the full skeleton stood before me again.

I watched with cold indifference, ready for a fight at any moment. But what’s up with this regeneration ability? I’m not sure I could win against this thing in a direct fight, and I can’t even gauge its strength.

Things are getting stranger by the minute...

The skeleton advanced toward me again, but I didn’t do anything this time, as I was sure it didn’t intend to fight.

A crimson flame appeared in its eye sockets, burning intensely. The air grew heavy. I began feeling uneasy, but then suddenly, the skeleton knelt on one knee like a medieval noble.

I smiled, realizing from its gaze that it considered me the king here.

A look of respect and reverence. All I could see in its eyes was pure admiration. Well, it seems like this will feel good, but I don’t like it. There needs to be fear as well.

Even if people respect and revere you, without fear, someone will eventually rise up against you.

Suddenly, a deep, raspy voice emerged from the skeleton, as if it came from the depths of hell.

I don’t know what this thing did in its past life, but it seems like there’s a lot of blood and souls taken by its own hands.

Damn, I like people like this. Hahaha.

“Akros welcomes the king.”