Infinite Mage Chapter 748

[748] Age of turbulence (4)

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Gustav Empire.

The Gustav Empire, which divides the world into thirds along with the Kashan Jincheon Empire, was saddened by the death of the emperor.

Black flags flew everywhere in the streets, and no one bared their teeth.

If his smile were to be caught on the competition table, he and his family would be decapitated that day.

Squeezing out crying was a natural skill of the people of the empire, and many people had nightmares about the music heard from door to door.

So Havitz, 16, quietly passed away on a cold starry night at the age of 122.

Officially.

While the whole country is seething with the heat of sadness, there is only one place where the sound of laughter and the joy of pleasure never cease.

It was Arkaba, the easternmost point of the empire, ruled by Havits XVII, the late son of Havitz XVI.

The official’s expression hardened as he passed through the Grand Hall of the royal castle, Arkaba, and headed for the annex of Havitz XVII.

‘A fact that should never be known. The Emperor…’

died mad with pleasure.

Havitz’s 16-year-old corpse was in a state of glaring eyes, with filth vomited from all the orifices.

The maid who posted the first report with the 17 women who were in bed together was decapitated on the spot.

‘The only bloodline remaining in Gustav, Havitz, 17 years old.’

Havitz XVI gave birth to 782 children in 122 years, but all of them were not of this world now.

This is because of the unique inheritance method that comes down to the Gustav imperial family, and the imperial family over the age of 20 receives a kinship killing license.

Any member of the royal family over the age of 20 can be killed, and if unavoidable, a successor is determined through a special test.

Harvitz 17 also became the final successor by brutally punishing 17 members of the royal family four years ago.

‘In other words…’

Killed 781 brothers.

After the death of the emperor, he had to run to the capital immediately and hold the succession ceremony, but he was still staying here…

‘Nevertheless, absolute confidence without any grounds.’

Anyone who knows the 17-year-old Havitz’s path says this with one voice.

An unknown entity that cannot be analyzed.

That’s why even the nobles of the empire do not dare to launch a coup d’état.

Upon reaching the huge gate made of gold, the messenger of the capital swallowed dry saliva and took a deep breath.

“…”

Through the door, moans of pleasure and joy could be heard.

“Your Highness, Interior Minister Darmov wants an audience.”

Instead of answering, I heard the screams of men and women, and as if that was a signal, the guards opened the door.

‘This is beyond imagination.’

First, the smell of corruption stung my nose, and 200 men and women were doing beastly acts in a huge space.

Both the beautiful boy and the pretty girl were beautiful and young, but when they looked at them in bulk, they seemed to see a monster with bizarre things.

“What are you?”

An undressed middle-aged man was sitting on a golden chair, smoking a pipe.

‘The author is…’

Gustav Havitz, the king of desire, 17 years old.

The face was uglierly long, and the nose was scanty, but the eyes were beautiful like a woman’s, making a perfect incongruity.

‘It’s exactly what I heard.’

In this place filled with the air of pleasure, only he was watching the actions of others without doing anything.

Rumor has it that he smokes an asker.

It was a powerful drug that was banned even in the empire because even if it was forcibly blocked for one day, he would commit suicide.

‘But Harvits 17 enjoys askers.’

Smoke 3 grams exactly every 24 hours.

‘The strongest temperance achieves the greatest desire.’

It was a famous saying that spoke of Harvitz’s disposition and was the reason he survived among more than 700 siblings.

“The empire mourns the death of the emperor. You have to hold the succession ceremony as soon as possible.”

“it’s bothering. There is neither a woman nor a man who wants to take off, and there is no object or ambition to have. When I want to become emperor, I will visit you, so give it to anyone for the time being.”

Harvits burst out laughing and pointed at Darmov.

“What would you rather do? It wouldn’t be bad to massage the beauty of the empire before dying.”

‘What kind of confidence do you mean?’

Feeling terrified, Darmov hurriedly said.

“I don’t know how to respond to Your Highness’s jokes because the small man is stupid.”

“Puhahahaha!”

Asker’s smoke billowed out of Havitz’s throat as he turned his head and smiled.

Laughter suddenly cuts off.

“As much as we fear pain, we fear pleasure.”

Havitz asked for the smoking pipe again.

“Does your heart race just by imagining great pleasure? Are you afraid that you will lose yourself because you will lose control?”

I couldn’t breathe as if my airway was blocked.

‘Please please finish quickly.’

For the first time in his life, Darmov regretted being Minister of the Interior of the Empire.

“My father did.”

Havitz, 16, had seen all the sweetness in the world, but there was one thing she couldn’t have.

“Did you say Adrias Miro?”

The successor of Guffin and the best defender of mankind who blocked Heaven’s army with a dimensional barrier.

From the moment he lost sight of her, Havitz, 16, strangled himself with pleasure like a man with an insatiable thirst.

“It’s about losing control. He has no interest in the emperor, but in that respect he is a pitiful human being.”

Since he was a Darmov who assisted the emperor all his life, he had no choice but to open his mouth this time.

“Your Highness, for the person who will receive the title of emperor in the future to make comments that disparage the former emperor…”

“It doesn’t matter at all.”

Havitz, 17, rose from his chair.

“If this world were to be given a few problems by an author named God and then solved them, he would be rewarded…”

The sword next to the chair was pulled out.

“Everything would have been simple. There is no one to be unfair, and I will not worry about whether I will live like this or that. But,”

Havitz, who came down the stairs, rolled the man and woman lying in front of him with his foot.

“The problem is not even there in the first place. This world is like… a plaza. We just get together here and do something.”

There is no right answer because there is no problem.

“Whatever you do in there…”

Darmov shrugged as the sword pierced the torso of the two rolling on the floor and crashed into the ground.

“It means nothing happens.”

The stabbed moaned, but those addicted to askers didn’t even care.

Habitz continued, drew his sword, watched the bloodstained blade for a moment, then shrugged.

“You killed a man. What’s your opinion? Do you think I did something bad?”

The blade of the sword touched the nape of Darmov’s neck.

“All the subjects of my empire belong to Your Highness…”

“No no! Not like that! I mean, there’s nothing in the world you can’t do! It’s not like there’s anything you absolutely have to do. just…!”

Havitz, who was shaking his head looking for something to say, turned to Darmov and shouted.

“It’s nothing!”

A bloody sword pointed at the corpse.

“Dead! it would be painful So what? what’s happening to me You’re just dead! I just killed him!”

“Huh. Whoops.”

Urine trickled down Darmov’s pants.

“That’s why it’s fun, the world right now.”

If human emotions become real and attack us, what form will Harvits’s emotions take?

“I am not interested in the emperor. If you’re here to tell a boring story, I’ll make it fun.”

“Castle… the temple opens.”

Darmov squeezed his voice desperately.

“This is the 420th meeting. Since there is no owner of the empire… Your Highness has to enter the temple… Huh!”

The knife was suddenly withdrawn.

“Hmm, the temple.”

Havitz’s eyelids, which had been closed and thoughtful, trembled, revealing the whites.

“Yes, it’s a much more fun place than the Empire.”

Woorin.

“Ah, I’m really going crazy. This is so unbearable…”

Darmov slowly backed away, seeing the blood rushing to Havitz’s core.

“Yeah, that’s it. One finger at a time. Dip… Dip…”

I didn’t even want to think about what I was imagining.

“But that is just interlude entertainment. True desire is not like that. Do you know what I really want to commit, Home Secretary?”

“As for me…”

“The world. everything that exists.”

Grabbing the sword and extending both arms, Havitz’s center of gravity became completely vertical and stood up above his belly button.

‘I’m not human. Even if he is a human being, we must not put him in the category of a human being.’

The new emperor, Gustav Havitz, 17 years old.

“The whole world will be violated.”

A fly I don’t know where it came from was flying across the ceiling.

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Southern Akkadian Desert.

3,000 demons who escaped from the psychic realm gathered here, the epicenter of equatorial Northcarta, which is called the god of the desert.

“Commander, there is no place to occupy anymore.”

A demonic warrior wearing armor weighing over 1 ton was standing in the direction of the muddy and gloomy voice.

The 2nd division commander of the 4th corps, Surga Gagias.

“…”

Demon.

Although it is used in a bad sense for humans, it was originally a general term for a phenomenon in which a strong collective consciousness was projected.

Humans’ power is distributed among many countries, while the demons’ entire army is united under the name of Satan.

It is called the 72nd Corps directly under Satan.

The extreme fear that occurs when a human dies turns into a demon and flows into the underworld.

The frequency of occurrence of demons is almost equal to the number of deaths left in human history, and this was a figure that clearly showed what kind of life most humans lived.

And the commander of the 72nd corps uses their fear as food to train an army of over 2 billion in hell.

“What is occupation? It is to look down from a high place on the state of perfect submission.”

In that sense, the 2nd Division under the 4th Corps could not be said to have occupied the southern desert.

“Now we’re going to play the last one left.”

In the end, demons can be said to be a race made of the remnants of information that humans have left after extinction, that is, the soul.

The furnace that melts demons is called a ‘fire plate’, and ‘hellfire’ that melts human souls is always burning here.

When the souls that fell into the hell fire are purified, they become one and become a demon, and the ability is determined by the individuality of the combination.

“Let’s go, my faithful men.”

The position of division commander in Satan’s army is equivalent to that of a nation’s commander in terms of human rank.

Through the Zion Project, the psychic realm was reduced, but the worst demon for mankind was left in the desert.

“Kill the human! Every time they scream, we will grow stronger. Give them the most terrible death!”

Therefore, humans define Ma in this way.

devil demon.

“This world is ours!”

An army of 3,000 crossed the desert.

The place they were heading to was the Pyramid where Dungeon Garold and Gangnan, the archmage of the Kingdom of Paras, were hiding.

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