Global Demon King: Starting as the Abyssal Dragon

This was just the beginning phase, and Darkness City had a multitude of tasks ahead. Apart from actively promoting the construction of primary cities for each race, establishing clear laws and order was also imperative for Darkness City. Basic principles of reward and punishment must be firmly in place to foster a stronger sense of cohesion. However, instilling laws and regulations deeply into the hearts of individuals would be far from easy.

Zhang Nu recalled the cornerstone of the Azure Water Federation---the Azure Water Covenant! If the Chaos Federation possessed such a potent covenant, wouldnʼt establishing fundamental laws and order become a matter of minutes? Unfortunately, such potent covenants were exceedingly rare and hard to come by globally. For now, Zhang Nu could only exert influence through both benevolence and authority.

On one hand, he employed the Holy Grail of Blood to forcibly control city lords and chieftains, ensuring they would not dare to defy him. On the other hand, he offered the baptism of the Sacred King, aided in constructing industries, and provided food to sway them. Given the relatively small scale of the Chaos Federation, this approach was currently effective.

The Great Demon King arrived at the Demon Kingʼs Altar with the Elven King. Zhang Nu had summoned Nancilia for no particular reason other than the fact that the cooldown period for the Elven Kingʼs blessings had elapsed.

The Demon Kingʼs Baptism, costing a mere 1 million gold each time, yielded a remarkable boost in the abilities of his subordinates. The greater their inherent potential and talent, the more pronounced the improvements became. It was akin to a beneficial program for them. Given the Demon Kingʼs ample wealth, the cost of 1 million gold per baptism was insignificant, prompting Nancilia to undergo the process once again.

The Elven King distinctly sensed her bloodline and latent abilities being rekindled once more. Furthermore, her training progress soared at an astonishing pace, propelling her from the early stages of the Level 5 to a level closer to the mid-stages. The rapid advancement left Nancilia awestruck. Under normal circumstances, transitioning from the Level 4 to the Level 5 and further progressing from the early stages to the mid-stages would require several decades at least. However, with the Demon Kingʼs aid, this transformation was achieved within a matter of weeks. Her strength experienced a substantial surge, accompanied by no apparent adverse effect either.

Though Nancilia could not fathom the mechanism behind these changes, she understood that such potent enhancements could not come without a price. As this realization set in, a sense of humility washed over her. She inquired, ”Your Majesty, these baptisms must surely incur a substantial toll on your resources?”

Zhang Nu candidly responded, ”There is indeed a degree of resource consumption, but itʼs within acceptable range.”

Hearing these words, the young Elven King was not able to believe it. How could this be possible? His Majesty was intentionally downplaying it; the toll must be significant. Her eyes even became moist with emotion.

”Your Majesty is too kind to me,” she said, her voice trembling. ”But I feel undeserving. I havenʼt accomplished anything significant for you, and my ability to manage the city is lacking. Currently, every matter, whether big or small, within the city is handled by vice city lord Marilyn and the Elven Elder Council... Please, Your Majesty, donʼt deplete your resources for my sake.”

Zhang Nu found himself in a bewildering situation. The Demon Kingʼs Baptism had an immediate impact on enhancing oneʼs strength. Such an enhancement would be irresistible to anyone, yet the Elven King was declining due to her perceived lack of achievements. Truth be told, as a leader, Nancilia was indeed not up to par. However, even if she were useless or inactive, as long as she carried the title of the Elven King, she held significant value to Zhang Nu.

Given this, Zhang Nu was determined to cultivate her. Moreover, the Elven King had become one of the most loyal supporters of the Demon King. But at this moment, Nanciliaʼs attitude was sincere and resolute. She might genuinely refuse the baptism in the future. Oh well, Zhang Nu thought. Instead of exerting effort to explain, it might be better to let her misunderstand.