Dimension Game Empire Chapter 406

Thirty years.

Roughly, that’s the number.

Gathering and collecting all the magic secret texts from Europa, the origin of magic in this world, studying and researching them in a world with a thousandfold accelerated thinking speed. At the same time, he unprecedentedly focused on activating the ‘S.E.E.D’ state in the accelerated world.

This was probably Xia Yan’s longest cultivation time, albeit mentally.

Although Emilia () was not proficient in human magic, she could offer some suggestions. The rest relied entirely on Xia Yan’s own learning and comprehension.

Moreover, with Lilith’s incarnation, the ‘Witch of Chaos,’ Xia Yan didn’t worry about not understanding anything. Whenever he encountered a bottleneck in magic, he would return to reality and use this incarnation to gain powerful magical talent.

Thanks to these factors, Xia Yan’s research into magic was almost unhindered.

His learning progress was astonishing, progressing by leaps and bounds every day.

Honestly, he didn’t know the extent of his understanding of magic, but he had a greater understanding and was closer to the essence of the world’s rules. The best manifestation of this was that the use of the ‘Law of Time’ was no longer so obscure, but became skillful.

“Oh? That guy Doni () is back?”

Xia Yan closed the thick book in his hand, revealing an interested smile.

“Yes.” Erica () nodded, her expression somewhat subtle.

“Salvatore (), the Sword King, has just finished his expedition to slay gods in South America. I heard that although he defeated a god of disobedience, the god escaped. Salvatore is already on the plane and will arrive in Rome in about two hours.”

While this Sword King was on an expedition, Xia Yan had completely turned Europe upside down. The attitude of magic societies across Europe towards him, of obedience and awe, was faintly taking over.

Of course, Doni, who only had fighting on his mind, wouldn’t pay attention to these things. But this belligerent guy might use this as an excuse to provoke another fight with Xia Yan. If Doni really lost then, Italy would completely change hands.

Regardless of what the two ‘Kings’ were thinking, in the eyes of others, this was a battle to defend Italy’s position in the magical world, and everyone was looking forward to this battle.

What made Erica’s mood subtle was that the event of a Campione fighting for ‘territory’ was almost unheard of. Not just her, probably all of Europe was looking forward to witnessing this rare defense battle.

But…

“Please pay more attention to the environment of Rome—this is a request from the leader of the ‘She-Wolf’.” Erica smiled charmingly, teasing her ‘King’. “Your destructive power is famous throughout the world.”

However, Xia Yan’s next words surprised her.

“Yeah, I know.” Xia Yan nodded, making a guarantee.

“I’ll end the battle quickly.”

Saying so, the black-haired, red-eyed boy revealed a meaningful smile.

“I promise—quickly.”

Erica quickly understood this.

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“This… this is over?”

The Roman Colosseum.

A dozen old men in black magic robes gathered in the stands, meticulously preparing incantations with powerful magical fluctuations on their bodies. This was a high-level incantation to avoid being affected by the aftermath when watching the battle between ‘Kings’.

They spent billions of euros on magical materials for this purpose.

Those who could spend such a large sum of money on magical materials to prepare incantations, just to witness a battle, were naturally famous magicians and strong individuals from Europe.

However—it was never used.

Because the battle really ended ‘quickly’.

So quickly that they didn’t even know what happened.

A wound the size of a centipede, seeping blood, appeared on the golden-haired youth’s shoulder. The wound ran from his shoulder straight down to his waist.

Salvatore Doni’s handsome face, which usually sported a bloodthirsty, belligerent smile, now wore an expression of astonishment and confusion. It was as if even he didn’t know where this fatal wound came from.

Campione’s keen instinct for danger hadn’t provided him with any help either.

He didn’t even have time to use the power of ‘Steel Protection’ usurped from Siegfried, and a fatal wound that penetrated deep into his bones appeared on his body. Even with the godslayer’s powerful, monster-like body, it was a fatal wound.

Because an unknown curse was spreading through his body, constantly eroding Salvatore Doni’s body. The aura of death slowly spread into Doni’s consciousness, leaving him in a state of complete confusion.

But—no curse should be able to harm a godslayer.

Lying on the ground, Doni turned his gaze to the opponent in front of him.

Black flames burned in the crimson eyes. Xia Yan coldly chanted the incantation of the power within his body, looking down at him condescendingly. He held the lion heart, a sword borrowed from Erica.

“From chaos, seven luminaries are born, from chaos, five elements are born, from chaos, the foundation is born. I, with a body of chaos, wield all laws, and sweep away all disobedience in this world.”

This was Lilith’s incarnation—the Witch of Chaos.

After using this power, Xia Yan would gain immense magical talent and power. He could elevate the magic and curses he had learned to the level of ‘authority’. Even Campione would be harmed by this level of curse.

But—this was definitely not the reason for Doni’s instant defeat.

“How… how did you… cut me?”

“Hmm?” Xia Yan tilted his head, revealing a gentle smile.

“Don’t you know? It’s just attaching a curse magic of ‘death’ to the sword, then walking over and cutting down from your shoulder. —It’s that simple.”

His concise explanation made Doni smile bitterly.

What was so simple about it… he had completely lost without even realizing it. Even a power like Alec’s ‘Godspeed’, which controls the flow of time, could not have produced such an effect.

It was as if the other party had completely frozen time, surpassing it.

How strong had this guy become since Sardinia…

Thinking so, Doni trembled, trying to stand up from the ground.

Fighting to the last moment—this was the path of the Sword King.

“Even you can’t stand up, Doni.”

Xia Yan revealed a harmless smile, comforting his opponent.

“I know that every godslayer is like a beast. Injuries only make them more dangerous, more threatening. Every godslayer’s fighting spirit is unexpectedly tenacious and powerful, as if they were born warriors…”

“But ah…”

Gently raising the sword in his hand, Xia Yan held it against Doni’s neck.

“This isn’t about willpower. Structurally speaking, it’s almost impossible for you to stand up.”

“You lost again, Doni.”