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Netherils Brilliance

"In a boundless universe filled with ancient civilizations and legendary magic, a mysterious anomaly appears - Punk, a seemingly ordinary young man from Earth, is reborn into this fantastical realm. As he navigates a world of powerful mages, divine beings, and hidden knowledge, Punk must embark on a journey to transcend his limits. With legends of forbidden spells, transcendent realms, and an intricate web of factions, he sets his sights on become a legend himself. However, as the past and present collide, and secrets buried deep within the universe unravel, Punk will discover that his true destiny is intertwined with the very fabric of the cosmos. The question remains: Will he become a savior or the harbinger of destruction? This is R-rated Novel? This novel contain graphical violence, so please read on your own risk.

GazeOfRedMoon · Fantasie
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105 Chs

Princess.

Walking in front of the army was a young girl dressed in radiant golden armor. The armor couldn't hide her beautiful, slender figure, showcasing her smooth ivory skin. With a swan-like snow-white neck and shimmering golden hair that sparkled in the sunlight, this young girl possessed a combination of stunning features. She emitted both a heroic presence and the grace of an elegant noblewoman.

"Tsk tsk! that bewildered expression, like an abandoned puppy, A classic damsel in distress"

Punk isn't kind of trash who can't walk or talk whenever he encountered a beautiful woman.; he was also not charmed by the young girl's country toppling beauty.

After the system's analysis, he found out that despite having a trace of battle Qi,the young girl couldn't be considered a proper level 1 apprentice-level knight. Notably she was not using battle Qi to bear the heavy knight armor that was making her sweat, Punk speculated that this small amount of battle Qi might have been cultivated with the aid of potions, imparting a kind of body-strengthening effect on her, despite her lack of qualifications.

"So, now! What this princess wants! Wait? Princess? Could it be that the elite army group who died in the Undead Forest was her bodyguard or her pursuers?"

Punk almost immediately thought of the tragic battle and the group of dead skeletons in the Undead Forest.

Just as Punk wanted to fly the magical eyeball nearer to the princess and take a closer look, he suddenly saw a figure in a green robe appeared in his field of vision. It was the official mage— Lord McNeesey!

Punk hurriedly dispelled the magic eyeball, and at the same time. Simultaneously, he noticed that many similar magical fluctuations around that area also disappeared immediately when the Mage McNeesey appeared. Obviously, no one has the guts to provoke a powerful official mage.

As the strongest professional of Konola City, Lord McNeesey is also the governor of this area.

And now he came personally to accept this group of soldiers into the city, which undoubtedly means they formed an alliance.

The appearance of such alliances typically signals an approaching war.

As expected, at dusk, with the small sun Mira having just set and the large sun Casa still lingering on the horizon, Mage McNeesey issued a summons for all the professionals in the town.

The summoning notice was written in the sky using elemental energy, making it visible to everyone in the city.

Punk reached the square relatively later than most. By that time, a considerable number of Konola City's professionals had already assembled there. The mages formed a small group on the left, while the battle Qi warriors gathered in a relatively large group on the right. A narrow pathway was left in the middle.

The dancing young girls from the Harvest Church have long disappeared from the city square's stage. In their place, the heroic knight princess was giving a speech to the professionals with a solemn and firm tone. Mage McNeesey stood silently behind the princess, wearing a stern expression.

The warriors among the audience were mostly wearing leather armor with simple cold weapons on their hands. They had huge mussels with scars and tattoos all over their body, and they had an excited expression on their faces while listening to the princess's speech. From time to time, they were hitting the armor on their bodies with their weapons while roaring loudly; the whole area was filled with a valorous atmosphere.

The mages were very different from the warriors. Everyone, whether young or old, without exception hid most of their face under the hood of their robe. They stood in complete silence, holding their staffs. Even after listening to the stunning princess, who was speaking passionately on the stage, they didn't show any emotion!

"Punk found the princess's speech somewhat more appropriate than the others did."

Unsurprisingly, the princess asked for help from these professionals.

Even though there were only about two to three hundred professionals in this group, and most of them were at the beginner level, they had impressive fighting abilities and could make a big difference in a battle.

It's not an exaggeration to say that they definitely have more combat strength than the one hundred thousand city defense forces.

Punk himself has the confidence to take on a small army of regular soldiers by himself. Even if they had superior numbers, as long as they were still using cold era weapons, given enough time, Punk can kill them all.

The reason for his confidence was that the striking power of regular weapons couldn't even damage the surface of mage armor. And an extended fight strategy wouldn't work as a trainee-level mage's mana recovery speed much faster than the regular weapons could harm them.

And there is also the attack methods of a trainee-level mage, which is completely beyond the capability of ordinary people's lather and steel armor. Therefore, in a war, professionals were the main combat force.

The role of ordinary soldiers was to protect the common people from the enemy side's ordinary soldiers' attack, apart from being used as cannon fodder.

In short, a victory of professionals was definitely more important than the victory of ordinary troops. Every leader knew this truth, and the beautiful princess was no exception, but her speech to win over these professionals made Punk wonder if the princess read too many knight novels or something!

  "Brave warriors, I am the seventh princess of the Kingdom of Camos, Nesa Camos," the princess introduced herself with a graceful and convincing voice.

The soldiers in the audience began to howl louder, but Punk still keenly caught the tremor in the princess's voice.

"I am here this time to announce a piece of unfortunate news. My father, Your Royal Highness the King, has been brutally murdered by my brother, the third prince, William Camos!"!"

"Too inexperienced"!

"Too inexperienced," Punk commented in his heart. Heavy news like this should be shared gradually to avoid shocking the audience. Dropping such a bombshell all at once will only leave the audience stunned!

Sure enough, even the group of warriors who were only staring at the beautiful princess's body lost their voice collectively when they heard such severe news.

In this era, without technological development, information spreading among people was often slow and vague. Until the moment, when the princess dropped such news, the Kingdom of Camos was still peaceful in the people's heart. But now, even some cold mages were a little stunned, let alone the hot-blooded warriors.

Although the princess imagined that everyone will be enraged and demand justice for the king, but the atmosphere amongst the audience was very different from her thinking, So she became a little disheartened and continued:"The wicked Prince William not only murdered my father, but he has also allied with the barbarians from the kingdom of Manoah, who have brought suffering to our people. He planned to send me as a gift to Grand Duke Manoah, who has a tendency to kill women. Now, my brave warriors, are you willing to stand with me, fight against this evil, and help protect both me and our nation?"

"Willing, Willing, Willing."

After the beautiful princess's pitiful speech, the warriors all expressed their agreement loudly.

Punk guessed that most of these hot-blooded baboons didn't give a hoot what the princess said; some just couldn't control their lust when they heard the princess's red lips said"together with me," and some idiots were brainwashed by knight's novels and imagined themselves as the protagonist who will rescue the princess and embark on the path of greatness.

These warriors, mostly from low born greatly overestimating their abilities, were brainwashed by the idea of "chivalry"  since childhood, sold themselves without even thinking.

Compared to the warrior's enthusiasm and passion, the situation amongst the mages on the left was completely opposite.

There was no benefit, no guarantee of victory, and even the truth of the matter was still unclear, and this princess, who came out of nowhere, expect them to risk their lives for her after a ten-minute speech! "Charge with her? Go through fire and water? ... Is she fool, She must be thinking to enchanted these mage with her beauty, is she dreaming or something?"

Even this group of hot-blooded baboons will start to care about gains and losses after their passion wears off! Not to mention the always cold and calm mages who only believe in profit and benefit!