Chapter 182

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Chapter 182: Don’t Worry

Lin Lin never imagined that one day she would explore a secret room in the place of a deity.

It would be even better if this secret room were simpler.

So many messy things! Lin Lin couldn’t understand why the God of Darkness, who was clearly a deity, had so much clutter.

Even though a large part of the items seemed like projections from another world that Lin Lin couldn’t touch, there were still enough things for her to sift through.

This was a deity who completely enjoyed being above the rules.

Lin Lin came to this subtle conclusion.

Or rather, He found joy in breaking the rules.

Even though her adventures might not bring any rewards, the act of breaking the rules alone made Him feel very comfortable.

Lin Lin saw the paintings that the God of Darkness had created in the drawer, and maybe because it was not a notebook or a book, the God of Darkness did not impose too many restrictions, so Lin Lin opened it easily.

In the demon realm shrouded by the Red Moon, the Demon King Castle is in the background, and the monsters are all terrifying in appearance, with red paint layered on like dried plasma, creating a deep red color.

The artist did not deliberately make the monsters look bloodthirsty; instead, he calmly drew the coldness in their eyes.

As her fingers touched the paper, Lin Lin saw in the corner a monster she had seen before.

She had seen many monsters, but this one left a strong impression on Lin Lin because its shape resembled that of the Dragon race.

On the way to San Marco City, Lin Lin and Caligo met this monster while traveling with the Paladin group.

The knights referred to this flying monster, which had grayish-white scales and was twice the size of an elephant, as the "White Dragon."

Lin Lin knew very well that it was not a White Dragon; this monster appeared only because it wanted to destroy the village.

Caligo called it "a standard corrupted monster, trying to harm all living things," while Lin Lin saw gray mist in those yellow-brown eyes as the monster was dying.

After the gray mist cleared, the creature appeared to suddenly wake up, showing a look of fear.

A joke from the gods. Lin Lin thought of this word.

Whether or not the God of Darkness really died, it was clear that the effects it caused had not faded even after two hundred years.

At first, Lin Lin thought the demon realm was falling apart because of the god’s death, but now it seemed that this demon realm, washed by rain and swallowed by lava, was actually what the god wanted.

But before He could achieve it, the God of Light noticed something was wrong.

His failure was also "thanks" to his equal curiosity, as he tore himself into pieces and "threw" himself into this world.

Lin Lin felt complicated emotions, mixed with a bit of mockery, as she silently rolled up the drawing paper and put it back in its place.

There’s nothing to discuss with a troublemaker.

Even though she hadn’t directly communicated with this god, Lin Lin imagined the character of Bulwo two hundred years later and felt that this room wouldn’t provide a way to restore the world to normal. Instead, it might even have a clearly visible button that said, "Press here and the world will end."

Lin Lin originally thought it was just a random idea, but the more she thought about it, the more possible it seemed.

Lin Lin was still brainstorming when the door that was once open suddenly slammed shut.

Lin Lin looked up at the door, confirming that the other people in Demon King Castle should be busy and panicking because of the volcanic eruption, and that no one usually came here.

Lin Lin walked to the door, turned the handle, and found that the simple door was locked.

Hesitating for two seconds, Lin Lin turned back; the room was still dark, making the faintly glowing object very noticeable, completely guiding Lin Lin’s gaze to the chessboard.

Lin Lin had once placed a white piece on this chessboard, and now it looked smooth and new, as if a new game had just begun.

Unlike her wild guesses last time, Lin Lin now understood the basic rules of Monster Chess and knew that placing her pieces inside the squares was wrong; they should be put on the black line intersections.

Lin Lin left the door and approached the chessboard.

As she got closer, the brightness of the chessboard grew brighter, as if it was breathing, showing a rise and fall of light.

The closer Lin Lin got, the faster the light and dark changed. If this was really someone’s "breath," it meant that the other person was very excited.

Lin Lin stood next to the chessboard and stared at it for a few seconds.

Lin Lin smiled and quickly left the chessboard.

Just kidding! If Safir could lose that game, why should she challenge it!

Lin Lin felt very silly wearing the necklace Safir had given her. Unfortunately, this necklace was called Dragon’s Breath. If only it was Safir’s brain, maybe she could use the answers to have a little chance of winning.

Lin Lin was very aware of her own intelligence and luck.

Instead of hoping that the gods would be kind, it was better to expect that the remaining power of the gods had sadly decreased to the point where they could only stay here and play chess with strangers!

Lin Lin went to the window, and sure enough, even when she pushed hard, the window wouldn’t budge.

Through the clear glass, she could see the fine rain outside and hear the shouts of other members of Demon King Castle. It seemed that the rain had gotten heavier, causing part of the wall in the yard to collapse, and someone was urging others to move farther away.

No one looked up at this moment to see her condition.

However, Lin Lin never thought that the gods would close the door but leave the window open. Lin Lin opened her palm, and a magic wand inlaid with light-type gems appeared in her hand.

It didn’t even float in the air like it usually did but fell directly into her hand.

Lin Lin tried to use her magic, but it only made the magic wand shine suddenly and then go dark again, making it hard to cast even the simplest Light Spell.

Great, just like the situation in the thick black mist, it was really difficult to use the light-type power.

Lin Lin gripped the magic wand tighter; its gentle warmth brought her comfort.

At the beginning of activating her magic, the spell was stuck. Although Lin Lin felt a bit frustrated, she didn’t feel too sad because she grew up in a world without magic.

Even though Caligo repeatedly told Lin Lin that the magic wand shouldn’t be used in a physical way, it was clear that Lin Lin never truly listened, even if she nodded.

She tightened her grip on the magic wand again; it felt just right in her hand. Lin Lin waved the magic wand, and the precious, hard light-type gem struck the window, making a muffled sound.

In a normal situation, the glass should at least have cracks.

But under such a strong blow, the window only trembled.

"Click—"

Lin Lin heard a small sound, like a chess piece falling onto the board.

The air slowly turned dark.

Lin Lin did not turn around; she still faced the window, stepped back two paces, and once again brought her staff down hard onto the glass.

This time, the glass made a cracking sound, and shattered patterns appeared on the clear surface.

Cold.

A cold wind rushed in from behind, like the wind swirling in a vortex.

"Don’t look back," Lin Lin told herself. The characters in scary movies who turn around at this moment always pay a price.

She hit the window again, and the glass shattered into a small triangle. A tiny, translucent piece of glass fell down from outside.

"Don’t panic," Lin Lin thought.

If it were His Royal Highness the Lamb… never mind, let’s think of someone else. If it were Safir, that Sapphire Dragon would definitely stay very calm and collected.

But in the end, he calmly lost and even signed a contract to sell himself!

It’s really hard to find a mental role model in Demon King Castle when it matters most!

Let’s think of Caligo! That fierce person who changed legs while performing! Lin Lin casually pointed out a heroic figure.

Black mist spread from behind, and Lin Lin put away her magic wand, using her elbow to pound on the cracked window.

The black mist wrapped around Lin Lin’s neck, and the intricately patterned mark heated up once again.

Every demon’s mark is unique, like a fingerprint, like blood. Though they share a dark form, when the final boundary is broken and all the marked items are invaded by others, Your Majesty the Demon King’s presence bursts forth from the contract, and thick black lines expand angrily, wrapping around the dark mist.

The glass shattered as Lin Lin struck it, and her elbow burned, where the glass had pierced her skin.

In the tense moment, Lin Lin could not feel any pain, only her body trembling and burning uncontrollably.

The cold wind and rain poured in through the crack, drenching Lin Lin, completely breaking the window.

The strong smell of sulfur from the lava made Lin Lin squint her eyes.

Blood mixed with the rain was blown into the room, and Lin Lin’s splattered blood looked like gasoline thrown into a raging fire. Lin Lin felt a tremendous magic enveloping her, and she could almost touch a tangible feeling of anger.

Somewhat familiar, somewhat strange.

Thick black lines twisted and wrapped into a giant mouth of a chasm, opening wide towards the darkest whirlpool in the room.

Lin Lin leaned against the wooden window frame and stepped onto the ledge, finally looking back.

Only black is visible.

Human eyes cannot see colors clearly in the dark.

To Lin Lin’s eyes, they all look the same.

A thread of magic drifted away from the main group, anxiously swirling by her elbow, hovering above the wound.

The sticky black knot paused for a few seconds, seeming surprised that Lin Lin would turn around.

Lin Lin squinted her eyes.

"Don’t worry," Lin Lin said, "I am not afraid."