I Don't Agree to the Terms
Chapter 199 - 125: The Old King on the Throne Proclaims His Return with a Dragon’s Roar_2

Chapter 199: Chapter 125: The Old King on the Throne Proclaims His Return with a Dragon’s Roar_2

"Don’t just do anything, let me study it," Gu Shanhai, who had neither a spear nor Holy Blood and was not a Holy Grail Knight, could only rely on himself.

"Shall we set up camp here?" Lan Siter asked after a moment’s thought; when they arrived, they naturally followed Gu Shanhai’s lead.

On the way here, Gu Shanhai had only interfered with Barin once, and after that, he basically kept silent. The other side showed him respect, so naturally, he reciprocated with the same respect.

"If convenient, it’s best to build a wooden hut outside the castle without damaging it; you know, this belongs to some ancient antique from who knows how many years ago. If we touch something we shouldn’t and it leads to failure, it would be a big loss, so let’s work a little harder," Gu Shanhai said thoughtfully.

Hearing that they need to build wooden huts, Lan Siter understood that they probably wouldn’t stay long. He began to plan in his mind; the huts were a necessity, and they would need supplies after. The nearest town around here was not close either. Considering the funds they had might not last, he thought of going back for help.

If the Druids or Wizards were sent back, they wouldn’t need five months at the fastest speed; about two months should do it. Their five-month journey was due to a large group carrying a lot of things, but it would naturally be faster for a single person.

"Understood, Mr. Shanhai. You concentrate on your research, and leave the rest to me," Lan Siter naturally agreed, as it was no big deal. Everyone had come to act as a protective detail, not to be masters.

And then, a house is just a house, something the Wizards and Druids could easily solve with their Spells and Divine Arts, which come with a series of safeguards.

Lan Siter then led the others away but also left some people behind to protect Gu Shanhai.

Gu Shanhai walked around the cross and throne once, and then nonchalantly dismantled them; he had discovered something.

Namely, the corpse nailed to the cross wasn’t completely dead – it was still alive, and with just a little bit of trivial help, it could be revived.

Gu Shanhai guessed what was keeping it alive; it must be the Holy Grail.

He pressed and searched on the body, quickly finding a hard object at the corpse’s chest, not a sternum, but something else.

In Gu Shanhai’s mind, the first thought was naturally the Holy Grail.

He casually took out a sharp scalpel, ready to slice open the corpse’s skin, but his cut met with massive resistance, as if it wasn’t dry skin but rather granite.

"A body dead for who knows how many years is still so tough; I wonder how strong it was when it was alive," Gu Shanhai murmured softly.

Since the skin couldn’t be cut, Gu Shanhai had to change his approach.

He directly pried open the corpse’s mouth and his hand went straight down its throat, searching inside the corpse’s body.

He soon found the protruding hard object and tried to pull it out forcibly but discovered he couldn’t move it.

"It’s stuck? This could be a bit of a problem," Gu Shanhai withdrew his hand and quickly cleaned off the odd smell; he realized this corpse was really not simple.

His series of actions caused the people left behind to protect him to twitch at the corners of their eyes. They had seen outrageous things, but never someone as outrageous as Gu Shanhai.

Each of them hesitated, wanting to say something, but alas, no one spoke, and the situation simply faded.

Gu Shanhai, of course, noticed these people’s reactions, but he never cared. What about defiance? As long as he was strong enough or of high enough status, no one dared to babble nonsense.

"Wake up, I know you’re still alive, and most likely still conscious. If you’re willing to communicate with me, blink or move your fingertips so we can cooperate next," Gu Shanhai stared at the corpse and said.

Unfortunately, the corpse didn’t move at all.

This annoyed Gu Shanhai, as the Holy Grail was terribly difficult to remove and the other party clearly couldn’t provide any feedback.

He had thought about resurrecting this old king, like the Holy Grail Knights had done. The idea was great, but implementation was problematic; setting aside the insufficient conditions, Gu Shanhai did not possess the Holy Grail Knight’s charm. What if such a powerful being came back to life and turned on him? He couldn’t beat that.

Gu Shanhai could indeed power up by sacrificing life to kill enemies above his level, but he couldn’t keep doing that every time, and this time, it clearly wasn’t necessary to do so.

"Since I can’t change the other side, then I’ll just change what I can change."

Since I couldn’t destroy the physical body, I chose to target the Holy Grail instead.

"The first thing to do is to take care of this former king."

The former king was an eyesore, so he had to die, and although he hadn’t offended me, he was in my way, and I had to inconvenience him. As long as I was shameless enough, I could engage in double standards and moral abduction without feeling anything—the former king unluckily became the target of my double standards and moral abduction.

I casually pulled out the long nail stuck in the former king’s body and saw his body start to undulate abruptly, seemingly sucking in energy to recover.

It just stopped abruptly after only a few sips.

"Nice, these two things combined can form some kind of seal?" Gu Shanhai looked at the long nail and the cross with a hint of joy, much like finding an unexpected windfall.

As for the former king’s recovery, it was a bit surprising, but it wasn’t unsolvable.

I couldn’t suppress him during the High Magic Era, but in the Low Magic Era, he was easy to catch.

"Since you’re not giving me any face, then I’ll have to force you to give me some," said Gu Shanhai in a very unfriendly tone. This guy actually wanted to resurrect, which was too much.

Detect Thoughts, Thought Probe, Mind Sense, and other such spells were constantly effective on him.

Combined with other abilities, they forcibly produced an effect similar to Soul Search.

"Fus Ro Dah!"

Out of the dried corpse’s mouth came an ear-shattering roar accompanied by a powerful shockwave, the voice not unlike that of a giant dragon.

"???" Gu Shanhai was pushed back several meters, and he was stunned.

"Where did this top-notch treasure come from?"

Of course, I recognized that what was being shouted implied a dragon’s unyielding force, but why did this thing have that ability?

"Damn—so there are descendants of dragons in that world too? If Dragon Mother is of dragon descent, how come she’s doing so poorly..." Gu Shanhai was somewhat confused now.

There were too many world crossovers, making it hard for me to make sense of things. The continuation of "The Death of King Arthur" with a "Diablo" twist was already bizarre enough; the other side going from the "Ancient Scroll" to "Game of Thrones" seemed acceptable too—after all, dragons were common.

In my past life, I had delved deeply into worldviews and encountered many peculiar ones, but this time it was truly a shock to my senses.

After the former king’s roar, his body once again shriveled up; he had shouted out all the energy he had just absorbed.

"Pfft, if you have the guts, roar again, and if you can’t, you’re dead," said Gu Shanhai. He then pressed down on the dried corpse, and the previous set of methods was used again.

This time the opponent had no power to resist, and Gu Shanhai easily probed his thoughts and even delved into his memories.

The whole process went very smoothly; the former king’s body was strong, but his soul was tormented on the cross and now was fragile—it was essentially a paper tiger.

If it weren’t for the fact that I couldn’t compete with his strong body, it wouldn’t have been such a hassle. The problem was that the spells on him were a low-grade version, not having grown to the full version, which required me to use them on the former king in turns. One or two times out of ten got him through by making saving throws, fortunately, the former king wouldn’t resist.