After the King of Swords was defeated and captured by the new king, the new king became the most talked-about topic in the entire magic world.
Although Doni's strength couldn't compare to the veteran Godslayers, Marquis Voban and Cult Master Luo Hao, he was by no means weak compared to the others, and could be considered a powerful demon king.
For such a Godslayer to be toppled on the spot by the new king, the new king's value instantly shot up. Anyone who could cause such a stir was definitely not someone to be trifled with.
As if to confirm everyone's thoughts, on the very night of Doni's defeat and capture, the magic association Copper Black Cross, on behalf of the new king, Su Mo, issued an open declaration of war to all Godslayers worldwide.
The new king openly declared that all Godslayers must submit to his rule.
As soon as this news broke, the entire magic world was in an uproar. Even the Far Eastern island nation, which was usually isolated and rarely visited by Godslayers, was deeply shocked by the new king's arrogance and audacity.
A mere new king, having only defeated the King of Swords, already wanted to rule the world? How dare he?
From the perspective of the vast majority in the magic world, while the new king, Su Mo, was not weak—having slain two gods in succession on his first day as a Godslayer and then defeating the King of Swords—he was seen as a rising star at the peak of his momentum.
But with just that level of combat power, with a mere two Authorities, he wanted to challenge all the Godslayers? This was complete and utter disregard for the others!
Thinking of the eccentric tempers of the various Godslayers, a great war was absolutely unavoidable.
At this thought, the magi of Europe trembled, praying that their cities would not become battlegrounds. Otherwise, even if the arrogant new king was taught a lesson, their homes would suffer as well.
Among the entire magic world, the most worried were probably the magic associations of Eastern and Southern Europe.
Not only because they had suffered greatly in the past and had the deepest understanding of the power of Godslayers, but also because they could probably guess who was most likely to answer the challenge.
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"Heh heh~ To dare demand that I, Voban, submit... The newborn juniors are truly getting more arrogant by the day!"
In a castle nestled in the forests of Eastern Europe, under the glow of green lamps, the silver-haired old man sitting on the throne revealed a cold smile. In the darkness, his pupils shone with a wolf-like green glint, looking incredibly dangerous.
"Very good. I prefer rebellious wolves to obedient dogs!"
"Since this junior was able to take care of that fool Doni, it seems he is qualified to be hunted by me!"
When he mentioned the King of Swords, Doni, Marquis Voban's gaze became somewhat dangerous, as if he had not forgotten the grudge between them.
"Sir Klenčar, I believe you just reported today that the new king requested the god summoning ritual from you?"
As if remembering something, Marquis Voban asked the old knight at his feet.
"Yes, Marquis! Without your command, we did not hand over the ritual materials," the elderly knight replied nervously, kneeling on the ground.
Even though he had followed Marquis Voban for a long time, he still felt that serving a lord was like serving a tiger; he couldn't be careless in the slightest.
"Hmph! Since he wants it, organize it and send it over. Consider it a gift from a senior."
Speaking in a tone completely unlike his usual style, Marquis Voban's smile was tinged with coldness.
"Of course, that's on the premise that he can withstand a senior's enthusiasm."
"Yes."
Klenčar immediately accepted the order.
"Very good. Now, prepare my itinerary with the utmost speed. I am going to teach that newborn clansman a lesson, to see if he is worthy of receiving a senior's gift."
Tapping his fingers on the cold armrest, Marquis Voban issued his next command.
"Marquis, are you planning to fight the new king?" Klenčar trembled slightly, but still mustered the courage to ask.
If the civilians could be evacuated before a battle between Godslayers, many sacrifices could be reduced. As a knight, he couldn't pretend not to know.
"Of course. It's been so long since I've hunted. I'm starting to feel a bit bored."
Marquis Voban's smile was sharp and dangerous, clearly giving no one a chance to dissuade him.
As the oldest Godslayer of this era, and also the one least hesitant to use violence, he was, as everyone had predicted, the first to respond to Su Mo's declaration of war and intended to go to battle immediately.
Judging by geographical location alone, he was indeed the closest Godslayer to Su Mo's position.
"As you will." Klenčar bowed his head deeply and asked no more.
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At the same time, on Mount Lu.
BANG!
With a loud bang, Lu Yinghua, Cult Master Luo Hao's direct disciple, was sent flying by a palm strike as usual, crashing through the door and slamming into a wall.
"Master, please calm your anger!"
Enduring the pain as if all his internal organs had been displaced, he chose to bear it and continued to kneel in salute.
"It must be that the new king is ignorant and has angered Master, daring to boast that Master should surrender."
Skilled at reading people, he tried to flatter his master.
However—
BANG!
Another palm strike from a distance. The invisible force sent him tumbling dozens of meters away.
Luo Hao's voice, however, remained as clear as if she were right beside him.
"Hmph! No matter how arrogant, he is still my clansman. How is there room for a junior like you to comment?" a cool and aloof young woman's voice came from within the house.
"Then what is Master's meaning?" Lu Yinghua nearly coughed up blood.
"If he is a person of true talent and ability, who only spoke such arrogant words due to a narrow perspective, then it can still be forgiven."
"But if he is someone who truly doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, just a heretic who relies on some strange Authorities to get by, then don't blame me for disregarding our kinship!"
Luo Hao's attitude was very simple. If the other party truly had strength, she didn't mind his attitude.
"But, how can we judge which type the new king is?" Lu Yinghua was still a little confused. Could it be that his master intended to test him personally? If Luo Hao had the will, with her mastery of divine speed, she could reach Southern Europe even before Marquis Voban.
"Foolish!" Luo Hao reprimanded him without mercy. "With my status, how could I go knocking on his door over a mere word from a naughty child? If the world found out, wouldn't they laugh at me, Luo Hao, for having no magnanimity?"
"As for the new king's quality, leave it to those beasts who cannot control their instincts. If he can survive under that wolf's claws, only then will he be worthy of a second glance from me, Luo Hao!"
Clearly, she also predicted that Marquis Voban would definitely not be able to resist, so she had no intention of responding at all.
Are you sure it's not because you're a shut-in? Lu Yinghua grumbled internally, but his words were full of flattery.
"As expected of Master, devising strategies within a command tent that will determine victory a thousand miles away. It's as if the God of War has been reborn, or Zhuge Liang has returned to life!"
BANG!
Another familiar sound, and Lu Yinghua was sent flying again. Luo Hao's voice came with the wind.
"When did I, Luo Hao, ever teach you the art of flattery? Truly shameless. Withdraw!"
"..."
Lu Yinghua sighed, but also felt a sense of relief. At any rate, he had passed this hurdle. He just didn't know what the outcome would be for the new king.
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Faced with the same news, different people reacted differently.
By the time Marquis Voban had set out, the North American Godslayer, Annie Charlton, had just received the news.
"The new king is so arrogant, but what does that have to do with me, a corporate drone?" She chose to slack off.
"Interesting."
The Godslayer Black Prince Alec, who happened to be traveling in North Africa, showed no intention of getting worked up after receiving the news, as if the declaration of war wasn't even aimed at him.
As for the last Godslayer, Madame Aisha, she was traveling through time and space and hadn't even received the news.
The scene perfectly verified what Su Mo had said: even with a declaration of war, Godslayers were unlikely to all attack at once.
And besides these Godslayers, there was another being whose reaction to this news was very special.
"A good opportunity, Uncle! The new king is so arrogant, he will surely clash with the Northern European Wolf King. Then we will have a chance to fish in troubled waters and investigate King Arthur."
"Makes sense." Lancelot nodded slightly.
Although it was a pity he couldn't have a hearty fight, in his heart, Guinevere's long-cherished wish was more important.
A few simple words had sent ripples throughout the world.
With Marquis Voban's approach, Rome soon became a huge vortex.
Various forces nervously watched the impending situation, a conflict ready to erupt at any moment.