EndlessFantasy Translation

  EndlessFantasy Translation

  “Next, let Liszt come up and receive his punishment.”


  Watson ignored the people who raised their hands; he knocked on the conference table. Liszt immediately walked out of the crowd and knelt on one knee in front of Watson.

  “Just like Allen, you didn’t protect Mount Creation well this time.” Since Allen wants to be punished, you should come along too. Do you have any problem with that?”


  “I don’t have any problem with that.”


  “That’s good.”


  Just like Allen, Watson extracted a force from the fused race chess piece and mixed it with the wind element in his body into Liszt’s body. After entering Liszt’s body, the force expanded rapidly, and soon it became a starlight-tier source of power. A powerful whirlwind erupted from every pore of Liszt’s body and gathered in the air, turning into a brilliant blue divine kingdom.

  The blue hurricane whistled inside the divine kingdom. Allen’s divine kingdoms had equal power. They occupied half of the conference room and were clashing with each other. That was something that everyone could see. In the sky above the Blackmoon Castle outside the conference room, two huge kingdoms were in the clouds, blocking the sky.

  “The other Blackmoon Knights will also receive the same punishment. I will execute it later. Now it’s the next person’s turn—the leader of the Holy Dragon Kingdom’s civil officials and the prime minister.”


  “I’m here.”


  Macrotov stroked his long white beard as he stood up from the meeting table and came in front of Watson.

  “As the prime minister, you managed to control the political situation in the royal city when the kingdom was in danger. You didn’t let the ministers and noblemen fall into a riot, nor did you let our opponents succeed. Compared to the Blackmoon Knights, you did better. Therefore, instead of being punished, you will be rewarded.”


  “Thank you, Young Master Watson…… I mean, thank you, Your Majesty.”


  Macrotov’s voice trembled slightly, and his expression was filled with excitement. Watson’s punishment was to raise one to the starlight tier. He did not know what the reward would be.

  “I will grant you the position of Prime Minister in the Kingdom of Kings. I will also grant you a thousand men, a thousand sea folks, a thousand dragons, and a thousand elven soldiers as your guardians. I will also create a prime minister’s seal for you.”


  As Watson spoke, he waved his hand at Macrotov. An unusual fluctuation was immediately transmitted from the top of everyone’s heads. Through the meeting room window, a huge ball of light that was comparable to the sun appeared in the sky. The ball of light was pitch-black in color, and one could vaguely see bones in it. A dense aura of death shrouded everyone’s heart.

  That was the death-elemental magical source that Watson had created previously. The energy contained within it was at the peak of the starlight tier. After pulling out that ball power, Watson opened his right hand, and the Book of Wisdom appeared. A square token floated out of it. The sides of the square were engraved with different hollow patterns, and inside it was a pyramid-shaped eye that was constantly rotating.

  That square keepsake was the product of the 12th era, humanity’s last unified dynasty, the Tu Dynasty. That keepsake represented supreme power and was the symbol of the prime minister.

  “Fusion system.”


  After using the Book of Wisdom to forge that keepsake, Watson turned it into a stream of light and fuse with the death-elemental magical source in the sky.

  The cube in Watson’s hand had changed its appearance in just a short period. The original hollow shape had not changed. What had changed was the position of the original pyramid-shaped eye inside, where a black ball of light had appeared. The light ball was shrouded in a thick layer of black fog, which transformed into the shape of a sickle. The pyramid-shaped eye was initially a dead object that seemed to come to life after being inlaid with that light ball. It opened its eyes to look around.

  Wherever their gaze passed, everyone felt their bodies turn cold and shivered.

  [Congratulations, Master, on successfully fusing a peak starlight-tier item.]

  [Peak starlight-tier item: Seal of Death]

  [Ability: the Seal of Death has a death-elemental magical source sealed within it. It can use power from the source. Its tier will increase with the growth of the death-elemental magical source.]

  [Additional abilities: Words of Death (the words spoken can determine the life and death of the opponent). Anyone below peak starlight tier will immediately die if they are hit. Army of the dead (can control the dead. The highest tier can control a starlight-tier existence).]

  After sealing the death-elemental magical source within that small item, Watson nodded in satisfaction. He gently pushed it, and the Seal of Death immediately flew into the hands of Macrotov.

  “Minister Macrotov, that is my reward to you. With this Seal of Death, you will have the right to judge the life and death of others. At the same time, you have the Army of the Dead to protect you!”


  Watson briefly introduced the Seal of Death’s effects. Then, he pointed at Macrotov, and a surge of death-elemental power immediately poured into Macrotov’s body from the Seal of Death. Under the effect of the supernatural acceleration, that energy was quickly raised to the starlight tier, allowing Macrotov to advance to that same tier.

  Macrotov had not cultivated. Since he had consumed water from the golden river that Watson had fused in the kingdom, his strength had reached gold-tier. At that moment, he had jumped from gold to starlight-tier; his white hair and beard had instantly turned black, and his eyes had also turned black. He had a pair of incomparably deep eyes. If one looked carefully, they seemed to be honeycombed coal-like, like white bones stacked together. There was hell in his eyes.

  The initially amiable temperament of Macrotov had become profound and terrifying, discouraging other people from approaching him easily.

  “Macrotov, I will make you the Kingdom of Kings’ God of Death! In the past, everyone in the Holy Dragon Kingdom worshipped the gods, but the gods only used believers as props to create faith and never really paid attention to them. Because of the existence of faith, King Landhar III decided to eradicate the Demoness Church. Therefore, I don’t want you to believe in the gods in my kingdom. I want you to believe in yourself, and each of you will be a god in the future.”


  Watson’s voice was not loud, but it reverberated in the small meeting room, making everyone who heard it feel excited.

  Watson’s tone was a little too proud. If it were before, they might not have believed what Watson said, but after seeing Macrotov and the others, they did not want to doubt it anymore. Macrotove had upgraded from gold to starlight-tier, and he had also obtained a tool created from one of Watson’s magical sources.

  Even though the Seal of Death was only a peak starlight-tier tool, the ability of that tool would grow with the growth of the magical source. As long as that world continued to develop, the Seal of Death would become a sovereign-tier item eventually. If they wanted to use power from the death elements, they would have to get permission from Macrotov.

  It was no wonder Watson had bestowed the starlight-tier power onto two of his subordinates as a punishment—it was nothing.

  While everyone was sighing, Macrotov held the Seal of Death with both hands and knelt respectfully on the ground. His beard trembled as he expressed his gratitude to Watson. The younger man waved his hand and began a new round of conferment.

  “The Death Dragon King, Nidhogg, has contributed a lot in this battle. I will confer the title of Dragon God to you and bestow you with a keepsake that has fused with the life-elemental magical source, the Seal of the Dragon Race!

  “Elven King, you led the elves to invade the Holy Dragon Kingdom and caused a huge loss. You should have received severe punishment, but since you admitted your mistake and led the elves to surrender decisively, I can delay the punishment and temporarily bestow you the title of Elven God! I will look at your future performance before I decide whether to increase the punishment.”


  Soon, several gods were created in the conference room, and many of them would shock the world and leave their names in the annals of history.