Ultraman Dia

Chapter 203 The Meaning of the King

"What are you going to do!"

Noticing the other party's unusual behavior, Ling Tian immediately threw a flying knife.

Clay grabbed Ling Siyan with one hand, and with the other hand pierced his body from behind.

"Ling Si Yan"

Ling Siyan immediately grabbed the hand that had passed behind him: "Don't even think about it!"

He knew very well that Sima Chilin was a volatile warmonger, and if he couldn't eliminate him here, many more people would suffer in the future.

"Sima Chilin wants to transform all the Earthlings in the Light and Dark Universe into Kirieloids. We absolutely cannot let him succeed!"

Clay was surprised that Ling Siyan could still speak, and immediately punched him unconscious.

Once we obtain the Flame of Spiritual Flame, we can use it as a medium to open the gates of hell.

But then, an accident occurred.

"No? Your spark has disappeared?!"

Ling Siyan grinned and said, "How could I allow someone to so easily grasp my weaknesses?"

As long as the flame burns, the fire demon will never perish. As long as the flame remains, he cannot truly die.

He once didn't understand why Sima Xinyin would give half of the fire seed to Ling Tian. If the complete fire seed were destroyed, she would be annihilated along with it.

Only then did he truly understand his mother; the flame was never truly safe with him.

As long as the spark remains within one's body, countless disputes will arise.

When he sits on the throne, he is destined for endless turmoil.

Clay stared at Ling Siyan in disbelief, then angrily grabbed his collar: "You actually willingly handed over the Fire Seed like that? Aren't you afraid you'll die a horrible death?!"

Blood trickled from Ling Siyan's lips as she whispered in his ear, "But in fact, I've survived just fine in your hands. Even if you snap my neck now and burn my body to ashes, I can be reborn through the flames."

This is my last warning to you: surrender now, and you can start over. As long as I give the order, Ling Tian won't really kill you. Of course, you'll suffer some minor injuries, but compared to death, that's insignificant."

Clay hesitated for a moment, but Ling Siyan made the decision for him. He sneered and pulled a dagger from the lining of his shoe.

Before Clay could react, he plunged the dagger into his own neck without hesitation.

Now it was Clay's turn to panic: "You! You!"

"Hehehe, you don't need to open the gates of hell, because I'll be waiting for you there."

Ling Siyan's voice, like an evil spirit, clung tightly to Clay. He knew he had been tricked.

This scene not only startled Clay, but even Man Youyou was surprised by his decisiveness.

Although they knew that as long as the flame remained, Ling Siyan could be resurrected no matter what, they were still furious about his death.

Clay finally came to his senses and screamed like a madman, "It wasn't me! It wasn't me!"

But no one cared anymore. Ling Tian remained silent, Man Youyou exuded murderous intent, and the AIB members in the distance wisely avoided eye contact.

It's an undeniable fact that Clay disemboweled Ling Siyan; how he ultimately died is no longer important.

He gave up his chance to survive, and with him, his future. And for that reason, Ling Siyan also abandoned him.

As a ruler, Ling Siyan had always disliked cruelty, as it reminded him of Sima Chilin, the beast who had hunted down his mother. Therefore, he would show concern for any member of his clan who was willing to repent and reform, as long as it did not violate the law.

He knew very well that, as a Kirieloid, there were no truly innocent people.

Every Kirielod citizen has the blood of a foreign race on their hands; from the day he took office, they had to accept the sins of this nation.

However, for the Kirieloid race to be fully accepted by the universe, they must completely sever ties with their warlike past, a point he paid particular attention to during his reign.

He would assign positions to those who were unwilling to continue fighting and were relatively docile, based on their abilities, while he would pay special attention to those warmongers who had temporarily submitted.

Furthermore, he dedicated himself to ideological reform, abolishing the kingdom's unique military training camps and instead establishing numerous schools, attempting to fundamentally change his people's pursuit of war.

Thanks to his diligent efforts, calls for war within the tribe decreased significantly. While not exactly peaceful, at least they ceased their external expansion.

Ling Siyan had seen many people like Clay. His pursuit of the old dynasty often reflected the limitations imposed on him by the times, and this ingrained servility stemmed from the era's lack of spiritual pursuits.

So he gave Clay and his team a chance, but they were completely unaware of it.

They have already become one with the old dynasty, and under these circumstances, it is absolutely impossible to change their minds.

The demise of the old and the emergence of the new both require time, and bloodshed is inevitable during this period. As the king of the Kirieloids, he fears no bloodshed, but as Ling Siyan, he also does not wish to witness it.

Meanwhile, Asakura Riku also dealt with Light's Shadow, but when he returned, he witnessed this astonishing scene.

Ling Tian held Ling Siyan's corpse, his voice chillingly cold: "You all get out. I'll handle things here."

After Ling Siyan died, Clay was already being held down by everyone, and even his mouth was sealed.

He didn't know what he would face next.

But if he had to choose, he would rather be the one killed by Asakura Riku.

After a long while, Ling Tian emerged carrying Ling Siyan's body. As he passed Chao Canglu, he simply said, "Don't tell anyone."

Asakura Riku remained silent for a long time, then nodded slightly.

And so, amidst this farce, Lingtian once again felt excruciating pain.

The last time he felt this way was when his sister angrily questioned him; he experienced the same excruciating pain then.

How long will this suffering last?

Ling Tian didn't know, but he realized he had to make a decision.

Ling Siyan's corpse slowly dissipated, turning into golden light and drifting into the distance.

After all, as long as the flame remains, Ling Siyan will not truly die.

……

After hearing Lingtian's story, Fukalia didn't know what to say.

"...No wonder you don't want to talk about this."

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to abandon you, but I was completely overwhelmed at the time and couldn't spare the time to care about anything else."

At that time, Ling Tian was truly preoccupied with nothing else, even though he knew that Fukalia needed his help.

"I don't care, Ling Tian. Actually, looking at it from another perspective, I also have times when I feel bad. In that case, even if you personally appeared to give me a task, I probably wouldn't mind."

So don't blame yourself for this little thing. Your son will be resurrected soon, although I don't know exactly when, but who knows?"