As the sun sets, more people join the festivities.
Many Elite fighters are fully rested, and the construction team under Maurice takes a load off from their hard day.
This is both the debut opening of the first large bar in town on the main street and a symbol of the beginning of a new civilization that will grow from nothing into a force to be known by the world.
I give a short speech and a simplified version of today's events once everyone has shown up but leave them all on a simple note.
"We are no longer under attack from any nations within the Dark Continent. We shall grow and prosper from the ground up moving forward. Enjoy yourselves tonight. Consider this the beginning of a new Era!"
There are clanks of drinks, cheers, and people go off and enjoy their night.
I share a drink with my team, but the passive poisin resistance perks of my self-regeneration skill negate its effects instantly.
It's clear that the advancement of everyone's mana and Qi control lessens the intensity of mind altering toxins as well, but we do it more as a tradition to celebrate.
The night goes on, but all of my main teammates end up right back on that rooftop once the main events calm down. We bring food, drinks, chairs, blankets and lights up and surround the silver throne I created earlier to have our own private party and talk candidly amongst ourselves.
It makes me happy to see the villagers enjoying themselves, and I entertain the fun conversations taking place here on the roof, but there are really only a few things left on my mind.
The events of the battle replay in my head, the feeling of awakening and absorbing mana and Qi in a trance like state for months feels like a blur, and the fact that I've achieved the goal I set out to do is still flooding my body with endorphins. However, I want more.
The chatter calms down, and we listen to the music that plays from below us in the town while staring up at the night sky and finally taking a moment to relax.
Once the golden sun comes up over the desert horizon, I raise a question to Ember who calmly watches the city lights get drowned out by the rising sun too.
"What is a Demon Lord?"
Ember turns to me with a curious gaze. No one has said a word for nearly an hour, enjoying the view, and this is the first thing that comes out of my mouth.
Based on his expression, and the perked-up expressions of everyone else around me, I follow up this question with a statement.
"Well, I heard the Lich King mention he would be the next Demon Lord."
Then, I pull out the 5 Arch Demon Cores from my storage, letting them hover over my left palm while pointing to the dark abyss that is barely visible in the morning light.
"It seems a lot of people get obsessed with this Demonic Energy. The Association tried to kill all of us just to get a hold of the remains of Demonic Energy after a labyrinth was destroyed. The old Sector 4 and Sector 2 leaders were clearly colluding to take the resources of the Abyss for themselves and had no problem trying to kill me to take my core.... Now even the Lich King, the most powerful creature here on the Dark Continent, the underground leader of Sector 1. It carried 5 of these cores around too, and claimed it will be the Next Demon Lord. So, what does it mean? What is a Demon Lord? What is Demonic Energy? What are Demons?"
Ember lets out a sigh, staring off at the dark clouds of the Abyss that are far away from the town near the canyon of dungeons.
"Well, if you really would like to know, I'll tell you. It won't make sense to a lot of your teammates. I can only explain it in terms that you and I have experienced together."
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