1000 Years Later, Even My Weakest Follower Has Become A Demon King Chapter 115 – 115 Plan for Plane Fusion

115 Plan for Plane Fusion

“How can that be? If possible, I would want all of you dead.”

After William finished speaking, the humanoid phantom made of mist trembled. Her blue eyes erupted with intense light. The surrounding space began to tremble, and even the distorted vortex stopped spinning. Then, it disintegrated into a mess of colors that lingered in the sky.

After a while, William realized that the other party was smiling.

“Although this is indeed what you mean, this isn't the attitude you should have when negotiating conditions…” the phantom made of mist suppressed its chuckle and said.

“Would you have believed me if I said I'm sincerely here to help you obtain benefits from the Currere?”William asked.

Then, he continued, “This is just expedient cooperation at this stage where the stakes are the same. If you're unwilling, I'll leave immediately. There's no need for me to waste my time listening to your meaningless mockery.”

Regarding this, the phantom of the Lord of Nightmare replied, “Don't be anxious, former Moon Realm Calamity…”

Then, the phantom turned back into mist as if a rewind button had been pressed, retreating to the seven-layered curtains of the nearby bedroom.

The stone platform under William's feet also completely shattered into gravel.

William summoned wings made of light again and floated in the air.

However, since you've fallen to the point of negotiating cooperation with your enemies, your long-cherished wish will probably only stop at ‘if possible.'

The soul voice of the Lord of Nightmare appeared in William's mind, and Her tone was filled with mockery.

William ignored the other party's provocation and asked loudly, “So, what's your answer? Will you change your name to the Lord of Realism under the new future order? Or will you choose to support me now and eliminate that bullsh*t plan of plane fusion?”

Do you think choosing to support you can successfully stop the plane fusion? Do you know how long this plan has been in motion and how many high-level Moon Realm existences support it?

Zamara's voice echoed in William's mind.

“A thousand years ago, no one believed that I could defeat all of you back to the Moon Realm,” William replied.

Then, another problem arises. What if you become a bigger problem for me than plane fusion? the Lord of Nightmare asked.

“Didn't you just say that my long-cherished wish can only reach ‘if possible?' On this question, you can continue maintaining your previous judgment—if you're confident in the strength gap between the Moon Realm and Currere,” William replied provocatively.

The 13 Void Sovereigns had different personalities according to the domains They controlled. They had Their characteristics, but the only thing They shared in common was Their insufferable arrogance—arrogance toward mortals.

To the Void Sovereigns, if They were to compare a mortal who had once defeated Them to other Void Sovereigns of the same existence, They would feel that the latter posed a greater threat to Them. After all, being deceived or defeated by a mortal once wouldn't affect Their eternal life at all. Or rather, that was just a diversion in Their eternal game.

In comparison, losing in a competition between Void Sovereigns that caused Their authority to decline irreversibly was completely unacceptable.

There was no sound from the bedroom. William floated in the sky and waited patiently.

Indeed, not long after, six layers of curtains of the bedroom drew open automatically.

William flapped the wings of light behind him and flew in. He landed in front of the last layer of curtains.

Behind this black curtain made of the Dream of Death was the main body of the Lord of Nightmare, Zamara. Through the curtain, William could see a blurry outline that kept changing its appearance.

Just like a thousand years ago, it was as if She had never moved from here.

Before we begin, I have to remind you that a total of nine Void Sovereigns are participating in the plane fusion plan. In other words, if you wreck Their plans, it's equivalent to forming an irreconcilable conflict with the nine Void Sovereigns.

Of course, Zamara meant that this matter wouldn't rest if William remained alive.

After all, the Void Sovereigns didn't have the concept of death.

William didn't say anything about this. After all, his ultimate goal was to finish off the 13 Void Sovereigns. They were bound to have an irreconcilable relationship. It didn't matter if it happened sooner or later.

Therefore, compared to this, he was more curious about something else.

“Other than you and Valk, which other two Void Sovereigns object to this plane fusion plan?”

William asked in confusion. He didn't remember that such a sovereign existed.

Regarding this, Zamara replied in amusement, Ruin Demon God Ordin and King of Deathblood Brand were very supportive of the plan of plane fusion, but the other Void Sovereigns unanimously rejected Their requests.

William thought about it and felt that this answer made sense.

After all, if these two main bodies entered Currere, all of Vic Continent would probably be slaughtered by Them in a week.

Among the nine Void Sovereigns, there are two different factions. One advocates paying a price to complete the plane fusion using extreme measures this year. As for the other faction, They plan on gradually using the Astral Lighthouse to pull the entire Vic Continent into the Moon Realm over ten years.

Zamara continued in her soul voice.

“The so-called price is to hand over the entire Blackwater Province to the 14th Void Sovereign who hasn't been born, and then use the ritual of His birth to open up the connection between Currere and the Moon Realm, right?” William asked.

The target They choose is ironically your old subordinate. Zamara mocked.

Regarding this, William said coldly, “You have an alliance with the Father of the Crows from before, right?”

With that said, William felt a gaze pass through the curtains and turn to the crow prophet in his hand.

Ah… That's also your old subordinate. He felt that he didn't have much time left, so he wanted to use a fragment of my incarnation back then to exchange for a soul fragment of his. When that fellow came over to inherit his strength, he could give it a last strike.

Zamara's words reminded William of a sentence in Blake's stats.

Dying Glory—When a teammate is on the verge of death, he can dish out an attack that deals three times the maximum damage to the nearest enemy. After delivering this strike, the teammate will immediately die.

Due to this sentence, the priest in the team died on the spot before he could use Resuscitation to revive the fallen Blake in several intense battles.

William had reloaded countless times as a result.

This is really like him…

William sighed and said, “Therefore, the most pressing thing now is to stop the birth of the 14th Void Sovereign?”

To his question, Zamara on the other end of the curtain said, No, what you need to do is accelerate His early birth.

Chapter end