Chapter 343: Chapter 62: Subduing Nesia, Preparing to Mass-produce Top-tier Vampire Mages

Tingfeng stood still before him, clearly with more to say.

"Nesia."

Tingfeng’s voice, calm yet carrying an undeniable power, rang out, each word deliberate:

"I will give you one chance."

"Only one chance."

His gaze locked sharply onto Nesia as he laid out his terms:

"Forsake your loyalty to the Void Evil God and become a Divine Chosen Hero under my command."

"As long as you are willing to lower your resistance and allow my Spiritual Control to permeate you, I can lead you away from the Evil God Faction, completely wash away that lingering Mark of the Evil God within you, and restore your status as a Destiny Hero."

Nesia slowly raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of wariness and mockery in his gaze. He retorted in a low voice:

"And then?"

He paused, the chill in his voice intensifying:

"Like those Ancient Giant Dragons, I’ll become a puppet for you to command, holding you in infinite reverence and loyalty?"

The last sentence was spoken with a self-deprecating, cold laugh:

"What’s the point of that?"

"Becoming a pawn controlled by the Void Evil God, or becoming a pawn controlled by you—isn’t the end result still just being a pawn?"

Qin Feng spoke slowly, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable power:

"Yes."

"There is no point."

"But I can offer you power greater than what the Void Evil God has granted you. More importantly, I can help you shed the label of ’Evil God Believer,’ a title detested by every living creature in this world."

He paused, his gaze turning solemn:

"Furthermore."

"Even with the Divine Chosen Heroes who follow my every command and would go through fire and water for me, I still respect their personal will and cherish their lives."

"In my eyes, as long as you are one of my people, willing to fight for me, I will ensure your desires are fulfilled!"

"Respect, power, and everything else I can give—if you want it, it’s yours."

"This!"

"Is who I am!" 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"It is the code of the supreme ruler of the Holy Empire!"

"And it is the very source of my power to conquer every nation on this Lord Plane and make the vast majority of them willingly swear their fealty!"

Upon hearing this.

Nesia instantly fell silent.

He had secretly investigated Tingfeng before, so he knew better than anyone that the words he’d just heard were no empty promises to tide him over, but a pledge that would genuinely be fulfilled.

The forces that had long ago submitted to the Holy Empire were the best proof.

The scattered Sub-human Tribes in the Northern Forest, the powerful Minotaur Kingdom that dominated its region, and the Western Territory of the Gulad Empire... almost all who had surrendered held a near-fanatical faith in Emperor Tingfeng.

In their eyes, Tingfeng was a born ruler, and they were willing to go through fire and water for him.

Even those who initially surrendered with skepticism would immediately experience for themselves just how astonishing the power of Tingfeng’s "promises" was once they truly integrated into the Holy Empire.

It was as if he could precisely grasp the deepest, most urgent desires in everyone’s heart.

As long as you dared to want it, and as long as he could provide it, he would satisfy your every craving from all angles, never letting you become some lowlife who only gives without receiving anything in return.

’Then...?’

’Should I really join the Holy Empire?’

The moment the thought surfaced, Nesia’s heart was thrown into turmoil.

He could clearly feel that, just like the other heroes Qin Feng had persuaded to surrender, he had been completely moved by those words. Yet, when it came to actually taking that step, he still felt a sense of hesitation.

Looking back on his life, it felt as if Nesia had always lived under the contempt of others.

Everyone treated Nesia as a low-class peasant of the Elf Race.

They belittled him wantonly.

Even though he possessed a boundless talent for Magic that few could match, he couldn’t even set foot inside the Elf Temple, the symbol of the Elf Race’s highest honor, let alone become one of the queen’s guards, respected by all.

After all, the basic requirement to become one of the queen’s guards was to be a high-class Elf of noble blood. A low-class Elf with inferior blood like him didn’t even qualify to apply.

Of course.

Back then, Nesia couldn’t have cared less about such so-called empty titles.

What he wanted was actually very simple: to do his utmost to master Magic, earn the highest status and wealth he could in the Elf Kingdom, and then return to his hometown to live a quiet, peaceful life with his companions.

But what was the result?

Those damned high-class Elves wouldn’t even grant him such a humble wish.

Merely because Nesia’s talent for Magic was more outstanding than theirs, overshadowing their brilliance at the Magic Academy, they developed the intent to kill him and get rid of him.

Even worse, the ones who had nearly killed him were merely given a half-hearted scolding by their powerful Elf Race elders, and the whole near-fatal incident was simply brushed aside.

And so.

On the night Nesia was on the verge of death, everything changed.

Because he awakened.

An Evil God from the Void heard Nesia’s desperate cries and reached out to him.

The Evil God promised to grant Nesia world-destroying power to help him overthrow that utterly corrupt and foul-smelling Elf Kingdom.

But the price of this power was so heavy it suffocated Nesia.

Because Nesia had to become the Evil God’s pawn, stirring up chaos in the outside nations he had never cared about. Furthermore, after the Divine Chosen Lords descended, he had to assist the Evil God’s army in breaking through their Void prison and dragging this entire Plane World into the Abyss of invasion and destruction.

However.

People always get used to things.

From his initial resistance and discomfort to gradually becoming cold-blooded, Nesia could now personally shatter an entire city with large-scale Magic, watching young children turn to cinders in a sea of fire without a single ripple in his heart.

But occasionally.

He would grow weary of this senseless destruction for destruction’s sake.

He would suddenly want to become an ordinary Elf again, hide away in the deep mountains and ancient forests, and focus solely on studying pure Magic, ignoring the turmoil of the outside world.

Unfortunately, this wish was always an extravagance. The Mark of the Evil God was already carved into his very bones and blood, making it impossible for him to defy the Void Evil God’s commands.

Even when the Void Evil God said nothing, Nesia would subconsciously act on his master’s intentions, like a puppet on a string, unable to gain even a moment of freedom.

’Now...’

’If I become Tingfeng’s pawn...’

’Can this guy really let me find the peace I truly desire while I work my life away for him?’

After a long silence, Nesia suddenly clenched his fists as if making the greatest resolution of his life. He gritted his teeth and cried out in a low voice:

"Fine! I’ll stop resisting! I hope you truly understand what I want! And that you can help me achieve my wish!"

Qin Feng just watched him coolly, his tone completely calm but filled with an undeniable certainty:

"I can."

"The inner peace you desire, the wish to stay quietly in a forest and research all sorts of peculiar Magic."

"That condition is very simple for me."

"Of course, when I truly need you, I will also have you come out of the forest."

"This is your duty as my subject."

At his words, Nesia’s entire body trembled. He froze, his eyes filled with disbelief.

’He knows...’

’He actually knows!’

’He knows the desire hidden in the deepest part of my heart, the one I don’t even dare to touch myself!’

’How is it that even the God of Envy, who has resided in my soul and controlled the entire trajectory of my life since I awakened, never figured this out?’

Seeing this, Qin Feng knew in his heart that his objective had been achieved.

Whether it was this Magic Clone of Nesia before him or Nesia’s real body hidden somewhere unknown, both would now completely abandon their spiritual resistance.

And he just needed to press his advantage, using the Iron Chain Linked Rings Techniques of "Spiritual Control" and "Recruit Prisoners" to systematically break him free from the God of Envy’s grasp and finally turn him into a loyal Divine Chosen Hero under his command.

’Heh.’

’Come to think of it.’

’This was all thanks to the brief intelligence transmitted by that Magic Clone earlier.’

’If not for that, even with a heaven-defying, intelligence-gathering Talent like "Village Management," it would have been impossible for me to accurately perceive all of Nesia’s desires and pleas before even subjugating him, let alone to have set up this game-breaking move.’

’Now, things are perfect.’

’With the support of Nesia’s main body...’

’...I can mass-produce Nesia’s Magic Clones and then, by relying on "Middle-earth Warhammer Vampires," churn out a legion of what are essentially Invincible, top-tier Mages.’

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