In the past year or so, Marcus had established the first aviation group in Atlantis.
The arms group formed by the Lightning Marshal began to sell the newly developed arms to the Da Qi State.
Haijing was rebuilt, and the FBI and CIA's notoriety gradually spread internationally.
The Pale Guard once again became the nightmare of countless people.
At the same time, Atlantis expanded its army by a million. Zuo Qingcang organized a large number of martial arts and distributed them. Not only did the entire army learn them, but they were also widely circulated among the people. Even the Central Plains and the Empire saw a large number of pirated copies.
On the surface, Charlie was the president of the United States of Atlantis, and was respected and admired by countless people.
However, the real higher-ups on Earth knew what kind of monster was hiding behind Atlantis. They were worried, afraid, and nervous, so they could only do their best to increase their strength, strengthen their army, and develop weapons to fight against this monster.
Although they did not put their energy into these things, the whole world was indeed moving forward under Zuo Qingcang's intentional or unintentional push.
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Europe, the original capital was still being cleaned up, so the Emperor moved the new capital to a new city more than 500 kilometers away from Farnas.
At the same time, under Michelle's instigation, the new capital was renamed the Second New Capital City.
In the northern district of the Second New Capital City, a test was in progress in the Empire Magic Academy.
"Tom, magic energy level three."
Looking at the test report in front of him, the young man named Tom showed a bitter expression.
"Hehe, how can a genius not improve after seven years?"
"Hmph, this good-for-nothing is a disgrace to the family."
"If his father was not a teacher, how could such a good-for-nothing be kept alive?"
After the war, the importance of power in the Holy Will Empire was magnified again and again. As an important part of the empire, mages had become an important target of cultivation before the First World War.
The Empire Magic Academy had nurtured many geniuses and great people for the empire in the past 20 years.
Almost all the magic apprentices in the country who were considered to have magic talent were sent to the Empire Magic Academy for training.
Tom, as a person who had studied in the Magic Academy for eight years, was unable to break through. His magic energy was stuck at level three and could not reach level five. He could not break through the magic apprentice level and become a sorcerer (Heaven Palace Repair).
In such a society that valued combat ability and the level of Mages, Tom was naturally subjected to all kinds of sarcasm and mockery.
Hearing the mockery, Tom smiled bitterly and walked off the stage. From breaking through three levels in his first year and being hailed as a genius in magic, until now, he had not broken through at all for seven years, becoming a fallen genius. He had long gotten used to the fickleness of human nature.
He did not continue to stay here to watch the others take the test. Instead, he walked out of the school. Today, he will go to the ruins of the original capital to pick up scraps. As the original capital of the empire, although it has become a ruin, there are still a lot of precious items left.
If he could pick up one or two items there, it could be said that he would become rich overnight.
Although the Empire had banned such activities, there were always people who were willing to take the risk.
Thinking about the price his father had paid to let him stay in school and the expensive tuition fees, he wanted to find something to support his family.
More than four hours later, Tom had already arrived at the ruins of the Imperial Capital. He was looking for something valuable among the wreckage.
Two hours later, he looked at the iron plate in his hand, and his heart trembled. "This is … the Ministry of Magic's warehouse?"
The Ministry of Magic was the most mysterious and powerful department in the empire. It could be said that it controlled the most powerful force in the entire empire, and that was the countless mages.
Compared to the Da Qi State in the past few hundred years, there have been several battles between good and evil, and the imperial court has encircled and suppressed them. The appearance of Shenzong and Zuo Qingcang has caused a sharp decline in the number of monks.
Although the number of mages in the empire has been massacred by Zuo Qingcang, it is still more than three times the number of mages in the Da Qi State.
Thinking that the ruins under his feet could be a warehouse of the Ministry of Magic in the past, and thinking about the various precious magic materials, magic devices, and various research materials, Tom's eyes lit up and he lowered his head to dig.
But the more he dug, the more disappointed his eyes became.
There were all kinds of miscellaneous items and rubbish, but there were no treasures or secret manuals.
Tom sighed self-deprecatingly. Thinking about it, if there was really anything precious, it would have been taken away by the Ministry of Magic long ago. Why would they wait for him to come and get it a year later?
But just as he was about to leave and try his luck in another place, he tripped. Looking down, he saw a black wooden box appear beside his feet.
"What is this?"
Looking at the black wooden box in front of him, Tom's eyes flashed with a trace of confusion. He seemed to hear countless murmurs in his ears.
"Open it … Open it … Open it …"
"This is your treasure, this is your treasure."
Tom squatted down with a look of confusion. His hands reached for the black box, and he opened it.
He saw a long sword that was completely black and shimmering with a faint halo appear in the box. The black sword contained a strange charm, and Tom could not help but gently stroke the black sword when he saw it.
"This is the best treasure in the world …"
"As long as you have it, you will have everything."
"Everyone who looks down on you will see you in a new light."
The charming voices kept ringing in his ears, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes. But in the end, he was overwhelmed by his endless desire, and his hands reached for the black sword.
"Kid, let go of that thing."
"This is our territory. Where are you from?"
Tom turned his head, and there seemed to be streaks of black gas flashing in his eyes. About ten meters behind him, five burly men looked at him with ill intentions. They approached him step by step. When their gazes swept past the black sword, their eyes flickered with greed.
Even without the black sword's magic, just by looking at the appearance of the sword, one could tell that it was not an ordinary item.
These people were the garbage gang here, and they specialized in collecting garbage from the ruins of the Imperial Capital to earn money. They had reaped a lot of benefits. Their gang leader even bribed the officials to collect the garbage, divide the territory, and expand their influence.
Now that they saw the black sword in front of Tom, of course, they would not let it go.
If it was in the past, Tom would know the strength of these people. Knowing that he was no match for them, he might have surrendered.
But now, the corners of his mouth curled up into an evil smile. He reached out and picked up the black sword, holding it in his hand.
"From today onwards, that cowardly, kind, and stupid Tom will be out of the picture."
"The five of you will be the sacrificial offerings for my new life."
"Practice the strongest martial arts, f * ck the most beautiful women, drink the strongest liquor."
"I will become … the king of the world."
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