Rebirth in the Soul Street: Becoming a Demon King in Another World

He originally lived with his father until a sudden accident left him an orphan.

However, the death of his father did not bring too much of a blow to the boy, but food and clothing became a problem from then on.

For the young boy, no longer going hungry is his pursuit in life!

He wandered the streets, struggled in misery, survived in misery, and yearned in misery... He yearned for those upper-class people who lived in high-rise buildings, enjoyed delicacies, and looked down on all living beings!

I long for that feeling of being on top!

This... is what he pursues!

In misery, he wandered to a distant city-state, and he grew up.

In this chaotic city-state, he became a cadre of the most powerful local gang. He was the gang's gold medal killer and had the title of "the evil ghost from outside the city".

However, the tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. He was framed by the leader of his own gang and lost his life.

His soul came to the underworld, stepped onto the legendary Naihe Bridge, and drank Mengpo soup...

But his life is not over yet!

He smashed the soup bowl!

After drinking Meng Po soup, his memory was not wiped out, and his self-belief overcame everything!

This scene attracted a powerful undead spirit.

His will conquered the undead spirit, and the undead spirit pulled him back from the underworld with its powerful force!

He...is resurrected!

From then on, he had one more guardian spirit! The most powerful undead spirit had one more host!

He then beheaded the gang leader who framed him and massacred the gang's manor.

Finally, he left the human world and came to the underworld!

His name is...Xiang Kunlun!

"I am... Xiang Kunlun!" Xiang Kunlun roared, his consciousness returned to normal, and he found himself again!

How could a man whose memory even Meng Po soup couldn't erase be lost in a dream?

"Where is this? Who is causing trouble?" Xiang Kunlun looked around, and soon he realized that this seemed to be a dream.

boom!

He stepped suddenly!

His dream was suddenly shattered!

The next moment, Xiang Kunlun had already appeared in the space where the dream bubble was located. Then, with a thought, he went towards the bubble that was obviously different from the other dream bubbles.

"How dare you pull me into my dream? I will kill you!"

The cold voice echoed in the bubble space.

At this moment, the magical world of Merlin is already in the midst of war.

An alien race from outer space, the Spirit Demon King, came with eight demon generals, conquered cities and established the Spirit Demon Empire, which has already occupied two-thirds of the land of the Knight Empire.

"The Dark Dragon Demon General Yu Jin, the Silver Moon Demon General Ao Mu, the Green Deer Demon General Ling Lu..." Xia Ling muttered to herself as she looked at the portrait handed over by the knight.

"This... could it be Brother Yan Ling's dream? He dragged the world into the dream? He is the villain!"

Xia Ling, it has been quite some time since the tree god borrowed the power of the hibiscus flower to open the door of dreams and directly entered Merlin's dream.

When she just arrived, she encountered a group of Soul Demon Knights who surrendered to the Soul Demon Empire and were attacking the city. She was also in the city, and she fought with the Soul Demon Knights in a daze, and then repelled the knights.

Therefore, she became a hero and was called "the brave one who saves the world!"

"It's amazing! They are speaking British and I am speaking Yanhuang, but we can actually understand each other!"

Xia Ling suddenly said that she wanted to relieve the confusion in her mind through jumping thoughts and give her brain a break.

"Of course, this is in a dream, and the essence is an exchange of consciousness." Li Xuanyuan was no longer surprised by Xia Ling's leaps in thought, and replied slowly.

"Oh! Is that so?" Xia Ling nodded.

After resting for a while, Xia Ling's thinking returned to normal.

“The tree god said that if I want to save the sleeping people, I need to kill the dream lord in the dream, absorb his dream power, become the dream lord myself, and then close the dream.

So you want me to kill Brother Yan Ling!"

Xia Ling scratched her head anxiously.

"How can I kill Brother Yanling? And I can't beat him! It's so annoying."

"You don't have to kill him." Li Xuanyuan suddenly said. "Logically speaking, Cao Yanling would not do such a thing as dragging everyone into a dream. Maybe this is not his intention."

"What do you mean?" Xia Ling was a little confused.

"When you are dreaming, do you know that you are dreaming?" Li Xuanyuan asked back.

"Basically none of them...hmm!" Xia Ling had a flash of inspiration.

"I understand. What you mean is that Brother Yan Ling is dreaming now, but he doesn't know that he is dreaming, nor does he know what kind of impact he has caused on the outside world!

So, we don’t have to kill Brother Yan Ling, we just need to wake him up! "

……

While Xia Ling was still doing useless work, someone had already taken action.

Muli has already reached the capital of the Spirit Demon Empire!

In other words, the place where he entered the dream was near the royal capital!

Like Xia Ling, Mu Li also guessed that the Spirit Demon King was the master of dreams. After all, dreams should revolve around their masters, and in this dream, the one who can be said to be the center of the world is the Spirit Demon King.

However, he did not try to obtain too much information like Xia Ling did. Instead, he just went ahead and made the move once he had determined what he wanted.

However, at this time, Cao Yanling and others were hunting down the strong men of the Merlin Magic Continent, leaving only Linglu to guard the royal capital.

All I saw was the sky above the royal capital.

A mighty blue dragon soars into the sky, as if woven by countless vines, with giant flowers blooming on the dragon's horns, and a man wearing a fang mask standing beside it.

【Guardian Spirit: Hibiscus】

"Xiaohua, let's do it!" Mu Li said lightly.

"Roar!"

The vine dragon opened its mouth and exhaled a breath of dragon's breath.

With one strike, the palace in the center of the capital was instantly reduced to ashes, leaving only a huge charred hole in its place.

"Linglu, what happened? The magic circle I left behind is gone." Cao Yanling's voice sounded in Linglu's mind.

"Sorry, my lord, there are invaders and the palace is gone." In the charred pit, a dot of emerald green lit up, and a round ball made of woven spiritual wood slowly opened.

"The palace is not important. Are you okay?" Cao Yanling asked.

"It's okay!" Linglu jumped up from the huge pit, the blood lotus light flashed on his forehead, and his eyes instantly turned red. "Please rest assured, my lord, I will deal with the invaders!"

"I'll go back and help you." Ao Mu's voice suddenly sounded again.

"I said, I will deal with the invaders." Linglu's voice was extremely cold, like the deadly cry from the Nine Nether Hell.

Ao Mu shut his mouth obediently, and Cao Yanling said no more.

And on the battlefield.

"Don't you call yourselves knights? How dare you launch a sneak attack!" Ao Mu increased the fierceness of his attacks and snorted coldly.

Opposite him, the glorious knight Lanmarok, holding a spear, had a puzzled look on his face. What do you mean by sneak attack? What does that mean?

However, under Ao Mu's attack, he had no mind to ask questions.

"Nine of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table are here. Who is attacking the royal capital?" Cao Yanling was still quietly paying attention to Linglu's situation through the contract. If anything went wrong, he would forcibly recall Linglu.

You have to be careful, because each of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table in this dream world has a combat power that is infinitely close to that of the Infinite. If you are not careful, you might really lose your life.

If it weren't for the fact that these Knights of the Round Table were so committed to the spirit of chivalry, such as fighting fairly one-on-one, his Spirit and Demon Empire would never have developed so rapidly.

Only in dreams can one find such absolute perseverance, right?

You know, in reality, even those people in the Magic Hall will still call for help if they can't beat them.

But the knights here really fight one-on-one. They will not ask their companions for help, and their companions will not intervene in the battle at will. Generally, they will only help to save their companions' lives when their companions are defeated.

Of course, what we are talking about here are real knights like the Twelve Knights of the Round Table, not those rubbish knights that Cao Yanling encountered when he first came to this world, or those ordinary knights in the battle between two armies.

However, Cao Yanling was a little curious. Is there no unity in the spirit of chivalry?

He carefully recalled what Alai had told him about the eight spiritual virtues of the Holy Knights of the Magic Temple:

Humility, honesty, mercy, bravery, justice, sacrifice, honor, soul.

amount……

It seems that there is really no...

As expected, dreams are just dreams. The knights in reality take the eight spiritual virtues as the foundation, while the knights in dreams seem to take the eight spiritual virtues as everything.

"All troops advance!"

Cao Yanling didn't think any more, nor did he care about the guardian spirit of the "general in front of the battle", and directly led the army forward!