The Glorious Summoner

Chapter 1202: Emperor Xia

Translator: 549690339

The scorching sun shone high above his head, scorching the granite floor. The sweat that rolled down from Remus ‘body dripped onto the hot granite floor and evaporated in the blink of an eye.

Remus had forgotten how many days he had been in this square, and every day he came, he repeated the same thing-to destroy his self-esteem, desperately trying to attract the attention of the silent champions who walked past the square.

“Whoever can help me destroy the Ancestral Star’s Darkness Tower, I, Remus, am willing to become his most loyal slave. I will never betray him. No matter what he wants me to do, even if he wants me to sacrifice my flesh and soul, I am willing…” Remus roared like a madman in the square. He took out a dagger and used it to carve a bloody scar on his scarred chest. He wanted to use this self-harming method to show his determination and attract more attention.

People came and went in the square. Some people only glanced in his direction and then walked away coldly. No one was interested in questioning him. On the other hand, the enchanting women beside Remus who were displaying their talents and looks would attract more attention.

Previously, Remmers had tried to attract attention by pretending to be a dog, but he realized that the effect wasn’t very good. Once, a man with a dog came up to him and looked at him with disdain. He said,”You can’t even beat my dog, but you want me to fight against the Demon God for you? What are you thinking? Are you crazy? Or are you treating all the Godly Venerable experts as idiots?”

Remus realized that he really couldn’t defeat that person’s dog. That person’s dog was a mutated hellhound that was raised by someone. It was bigger than a lion, and it moved like lightning. It was naturally born with the fire attribute, and the aura on its body was clearly stronger than his. From that day onwards, Remus no longer pretended to be a dog. He took out a dagger and left a wound on his bare chest. If someone wanted to, he could even cut open his chest and let them see the color of his burning heart.

For the sake of saving the Ancestral Star and ending the calamity in the Ancestral Star, Remus was willing to give up everything he had. He was willing to do anything. Even if there was less than a one in ten thousand chance, he was willing to try. If he didn’t try, he might not even have a one in ten thousand chance. This was because Remus knew that he didn’t even have a one in ten thousand chance of becoming a demigod, let alone a Hierarch.

Over the past two days, the number of people in Evil Demonic City had obviously decreased by half. Since that major event happened in Evil Demonic City more than two months ago, the number of people visiting Evil Demonic City had decreased. Some people were afraid of being involved in the battle between deities and powerhouses, so they left Evil Demonic City. Some people left Evil Demonic City because of the end of the Treasure Tournament. The current Evil Demonic City was like a theater after the show or the tranquility after a tsunami. Even the number of god’s secret treasures sold by the major dojos decreased a lot these days.

On the day of that great event, he had also squeezed into the Battle Treasure Dojo, wanting to see what the King of the Secret Chambers who had opened a divine weapon looked like. However, his strength was too weak. When he arrived at the Battle Treasure Dojo, he couldn’t even squeeze within a thousand meters of that person. He could only watch from afar and listen to the movements. However, it was also on that day that Remmers finally experienced the power of the Deities and the powers above the Deities up close for the first time. If that power was like an ocean, then…He felt like he was just a drop of water. If that power was like the scorching sun, then he felt like he was just a candle. The difference between the two of them was just that big.

These days, Remus would often dream about the scene of that day, recalling the words that person had said when he faced the gods. Occasionally, Remus would fantasize before he went to bed that if he had that kind of power one day, no, even if he only had one-tenth of his power, he would be able to destroy the Ancestral Star’s Dark Tower and end the suffering of countless people.

That day, he had a dream. He dreamed that he had advanced to the Godly Venerable Rank and destroyed the nightmarish Dark Tower. He knew that it was a dream, but even if it was a dream, he couldn’t bear to wake up easily. Every time he woke up, he had to face the cold reality. He had to suffer the cold eyes, ridicule, blows, denial, and humiliation of others every day.

Every day, Remus would come here before dawn and shout until the sky turned dark. He would shout until his neck was hoarse and bleeding, and he would shout until his chest was covered in more than ten bloody wounds. Only then would he drag his tired body, like a veteran soldier who had experienced a great battle, and slowly and heavily walk back to the bridge where he lived.

When he passed by the fountain in the middle of the street, Remus buried his head in the pool under the fountain and drank his fill. The cold water moistened his hoarse throat, washed his dry body, and soothed his despairing heart. The moment he buried his head in the water, Remus would always think of the peaceful river in front of his house when he was young. It was a beautiful river, and reeds and parrots grew by the side of the river. The water was so clear that one could see the bottom of the river. Standing on the bank, he said, He could see the beautiful stones at the bottom of the river. He and his friends would jump into the river in hot weather, bury their heads in the water, open their eyes, and look for the colorful pebbles underwater.

When Remus lifted his head from the pool, he saw the water reflecting the faint blood-red light in the sky above him. For a moment, he seemed to see the scene of the river in his memory again. Blood dyed the clear water red, countless corpses floated on the river and mountains, the reeds and parrots by the river burned in the fire and flames, the villages by the river turned to ashes, the river dried up, and the beautiful stones were covered with dark red mud and dust. The riverbed is full of bones, only terrifying monsters, clicking, clicking, stepping on those bones, wandering on the riverbed.

“No…” Remus pulled his hair, feeling as if his heart was being cut by a knife. He let out a low groan of pain. This pain and despair was the motivation that supported him to persevere here day after day.

Gasping for breath, he slowly calmed down. Like a wild beast, he shook off the water droplets on his hair and body, then walked towards the bridge without looking back. He had no time to be sad. He had to rest well. He could only come to the square to shout tomorrow. The wounds on his body also needed time to recover.

After more than an hour, the sky had completely darkened. Under the illumination of the stars, Remus passed through the bustling streets of Sin Magic City and finally arrived at a river in the northwest suburbs of Sin Magic City. There was an ancient stone arch bridge on the river. The bridge was surrounded by a forest, and there were no residents or merchants. There were weeds under the bridge, and no one would chase him away. Therefore, he could rest assured that he could find a place to hide from the wind and rain under the semi-circular hole of the arch bridge. He was resting here like an animal, licking his wounds. The price of the inns and hotels in Sin Magic City was not something he could afford.

After arriving at the bridge and his sleeping quarters, Remus sat on the leeward side of the pier. He then carefully took out a few pieces of dried meat from his spatial equipment and began to chew on them.

The poor space-teleportation equipment was less than 100 cubic meters in volume. Although many high-end cultivators might not even take a good look at it, it was the most valuable item on Zhang Tie. The items in the space-teleportation equipment were mostly water, food, some medicines and some gold that Zhang Tie had collected before. Gold might be precious for commoners in other worlds; however, it was just a common metal for high-end cultivators. Even the construction materials had no special value. In a place like Evil Demon City, not many people would be willing to pick up a piece of gold thrown on the ground.

Remus had just finished eating the jerky and felt that he had regained some strength. He took out a piece of animal skin and wrapped it around himself. He lay down under the bridge and closed his eyes, preparing to rest.

However, less than five minutes after he fell asleep, Remus suddenly heard a voice.

“Your name is Remus, right?”

Remus suddenly sat up, half-kneeling on the ground like a cheetah. The dagger instantly appeared in his hand, and his eyes flashed as he vigilantly looked around.

The surroundings were silent. Other than the slowly flowing river water and the insect language, nothing could be heard.

Could it be that he was too eager to have the attention of experts and had an illusion?

“Don’t be nervous. You can’t see me, but 1 can see you!”

That voice appeared once more. Upon hearing that voice, Remus ‘jaw dropped in shock, and his hands couldn’t help but tremble. That dagger almost fell to the ground because he realized that the voice didn’t appear in his ears, but directly in his mind. What did this mean? It meant that the person who had transmitted the voice was at least a level 9 Revered God.

“Ge… Your Excellency… 1 am Remus…” Remus put away his dagger and replied in a hoarse voice. For some reason, Remus was so nervous that he broke out in a cold sweat. He felt dizzy and tongue-tied. He didn’t even know how to answer.

“You are very lucky, because seeing you reminds me of many of my old friends.”That voice continued to ring out in Remus ‘consciousness.

“Sir, you need me as a Q. What are you doing?” Remus asked.

“I want to see you!”

‘Where is your excellency? Come over immediately!”

“I’m a bit far away from you, so it’s probably not convenient for you to come over. I’ll give you a teleportation talisman.”

Just as Remus was wondering where the Teleportation Rune was, he saw a hand formed entirely from water suddenly extend out of the flowing river in front of him. In that hand, there was an ice-blue Rune.

Remmers took the precious talisman and crushed it without thinking.

“Boom…”

A powerful force and secret method were contained in the talisman. The moment Remus crushed the talisman, he felt his body turning into a stream of water, which was transmitted rapidly in the air like lightning. When he opened his eyes, he found himself on a strange mountain peak. The light band in the sky of Evil Demonic City hung in the distant horizon. Judging from the distance, he was already more than 5,000 kilometers away from Evil Demonic City.

A tall and straight figure was standing on the mountain peak in front of him with his hands behind his back, looking at the sky full of stars. This figure had an indescribable aura and charm, making the sky full of stars pale in comparison and become an ornament!

With just one glance at this figure, Remus felt his breathing stop, and his heart was filled with a strange emotion. That emotion made him cry uncontrollably. He then knelt heavily behind the figure and said with a voice that was choked with sobs but also filled with determination,” Remus…” I’ve seen it before…Your Majesty!”

” You called me Your Majesty?” Xia Pingan finally turned around and looked at Remus.

” That day, His Majesty saved countless people in the Battle Treasure Dojo and killed God Si Pu La in public. Therefore, after His Majesty left that day, everyone in the Battle Treasure Dojo called His Majesty Emperor Xia. He is the only Supreme God who can surpass the gods.. The name of Emperor Xia has now spread throughout the world…”