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"A pig? A king of kings? And he's been on the throne for nine years? " Even Kirriman was puzzled by the situation. He tried his best to use his powerful observation skills to look at the pig, but he found nothing special about it other than its extreme fat.
"Yes, he's been on the throne for nine years. If nothing unexpected happens, he'll be king for a few more years. Then, the city-states of Tyrell will hold another city-state meeting to choose the next pig as their king." The Emperor's voice was cold, but there was a hint of mockery in it. "The kingdom of Tyrell is made up of a large number of city-states. They've never been completely unified, but Tyrell is still a kingdom. So, under the joint election of the city-states, this pig has the honor of becoming Prince Tyrell."
"Hahaha, how interesting," Forgen sneered.
Sometimes, democracy was just like that. None of the city-states wanted to elect a real Prince Tyrell, so they all chose a pig. That way, they could maintain their autonomy.
"The most noteworthy one is the knight in front of the pig." The Emperor looked at the knight in front of the throne.
The knight was wearing a cheetah's brass plate armor. He held a huge mace in one hand and a spear in the other. He exuded a terrifying aura from head to toe.
"He's the self-proclaimed Prince Borgil of Milagreno, the leader of several mercenary groups. He's especially good at sieges," the Emperor said. "Alright, let's go."
The Emperor, Fulgen, Kirman, and Cohl immediately disappeared at the end of the street. When Borgier felt an extremely frightening gaze, the street corner was already empty.
In the underground cavern of Tyrell, an Imperial Guard was already waiting. The Emperor reached out and activated the Ancient Saint's Altar. The Ancient Saint's power was completely absorbed by the Emperor.
When the last strand of the Ancient Saint's power dissipated into the air, the Emperor frowned. The Lord of Men waved his hand and a golden arc of light was released from the Ancient Saint's Altar. A golden anvil appeared in front of them.
"The Ancient Saint's creation and technology are truly incredible. Even after ten thousand years, they're still creating miracles." The Emperor carefully sensed the knowledge left behind by the Ancient Saint. "Recasting the soul? Becoming an immortal warrior of heaven? Interesting. "
"A new type of technology, Your Majesty," Great Sage Cole of the Machinery Faith said to the Emperor.
"Yes, it's a secret technique. It's a technique that reincarnates a strong soul into an immortal divine flame. This technique can repeatedly hammer a mortal's soul until it finally becomes a pure storm creature." The Lord of Humans repeatedly comprehended the knowledge and technology left behind by the Ancient Saint. He continued, "Tenacious souls will be repeatedly forged on iron ingots. Powerful divine fire will reforge their souls into powerful warriors. Immortal energy and lightning will be injected into their new bodies. These warriors born from the storm will become the most powerful warriors of the Ancient Saint. Once they die in battle, these warriors will not truly die. Their souls will return to the anvil to be forged and reforged again."
"So, this is a brand-new technology for creating soldiers?" Kirriman was very interested in this. He said fervently, "You can make soldiers and recycle them repeatedly?"
"It's not that easy, Killiman." Forgen immediately shook his head. "There is no such perfect technology in the world. If there is such technology, then you and your heirs can fulfill your wish and all become archons."
Kirriman was a little embarrassed by Fu Gen's words, but he did not refute. Everyone was waiting for the Emperor's answer.
As expected, the Emperor's expression changed slightly. "It's not that easy. No matter how tenacious a soul is, in the face of such painful recasting and forging, after many times, it will gradually collapse, or it will gradually go crazy, or it will no longer be able to condense into a form. Even … it will gradually be contaminated in the battle with Chaos … This should be the technology that the Ancient Saint came up with at the last moment. However, the Ancient Saint could not find a powerful divine flame or a good enough craftsman …"
The Emperor passed the new technology to Cole. The Great Sage of the Machinery Faith would carefully test this technology.
The few of them sat down in the cave. The Emperor took out some coffee beans and then signaled for the royal guard to brew coffee. After completely destroying the vampire army, the Emperor took two large cans of high-grade coffee beans from Anglo's collection.
"Fu Gen, you saw the mercenary leader called Borgir. Remember, what's next is my plan," the Emperor said in a low voice. Fu Gen listened attentively. "Yes, Father."
"In about three to five months, Tyrell will organize an expedition to Luscia. This expedition will go to Luscia and try to open up new colonies." The royal guard took a notice and placed it in front of Fu Gen.
Fu Gen took the notice. "Soldiers of Tyrell, it's time to fight for the future of the kingdom!"
There were men and women, old and young, from farmers, craftsmen, mercenaries, and even women. They were all labeled with the words "I want to contribute!".
"They're all contributing. What about you?" The portrait of a mercenary leader was placed in the middle. He stretched out his body and pointed at the person in front of the illustration. "Enlisting will give you the status of a free citizen! Any crimes that have been committed will be reexamined! "
"Do you want to know more? Please turn to the back. "
"What kind of place is Luscia?"
"Luscia is a beautiful and rich continent. It takes us months or even longer to reach it by boat. The trees are lush, and there are many species of flora and fauna. The climate is hot and rainy, and there are endless treasures hidden in the forests, such as ores, precious hardwoods, and herbs. We have reason to believe that Luscia will be a fertile land for us to open up and develop. Today's border settlement will be tomorrow's new city of Milagliano!"
It was a crude illustration of human mercenaries fighting valiantly. Some lizardmen and giant beasts fell under the attacks of spears and muskets.
"Of course, in the process, we may 'coincidentally' encounter some local natives, such as ferocious lizards or giant beasts. But it doesn't matter. These creatures are not worth mentioning in front of our weapons and muskets. The spears and muskets made by the kingdom have proven to be able to easily deal with all threats."
"Giant beasts are very popular among the upper class! They can enjoy the exotic grilled lizards at night! "
"We travel, we get rich, we colonize, and we win! Guys, what are you waiting for? Come and join the Luscia Expeditionary Force! The next one to be promoted to Baron is you! "
"A very interesting notice. It's similar to the recruitment flyers issued by the military," Kirriman concluded. "So, father, you want Forgan to go to Luscia? To get in touch with the descendants of the ancient sage? "
"The ancient sage, the creator, created the Demonic Toad as their assistant. At the same time, he created the lizardmen to protect the Demonic Toad." The Emperor nodded. "Forgan, Kirriman, don't underestimate the assistants left behind by the ancient sage. The Demonic Toad is an extremely terrifying magical creature. They can divide continents, move mountains and fill seas. With a thought, they can pull up mountains thousands of meters high and change the trajectory of planets. Their deep understanding of subspace magic is something even I can't compare to. Moreover, as the last assistant of the ancient sage, no one knows if the ancient sage left behind any special back door for the Demonic Toad. Don't forget, the ancient sage was the first race to rule the entire universe."
"Father, you mean … cooperation?" Kirriman suddenly felt that it was ridiculous. The Emperor of Mankind, who emphasized the supremacy of mankind, was actually trying to seek cooperation?
"If you were a servant of a family, and after the family was destroyed, you loyally guarded the master's property and fought against the invaders. At this time, the wild dogs begging outside the door grew up and came to you to cooperate, would you agree?" The Emperor's face was like ice as he looked at Kirriman.
"It's hard to say, especially when we desire the remaining property of the master of the family. The Demonic Toad cannot judge whether we are here to help them or to seize the master's property," Kirriman said thoughtfully.
The Emperor nodded. "That's right, and we can't take it by force. The Demonic Toad's strength is terrifying. I don't know if the ancient sage left anything behind for his servants, but I can foresee that if we try to take it by force, both sides will suffer. The ancient sage's ruins will be destroyed, and the knowledge will be obtained by Chaos. When that happens, perhaps the prime material universe will be destroyed."
"Forgan, this mission is yours. Join the Lucia Expeditionary Force and take control of this human army. I need you to try to get in touch with the Demonic Toad and see if these cold-blooded creatures are willing to talk to us." The Emperor looked at Forgan.
"Leave it to me." Forgan's face looked serious. The proud Emperor's son made a vow in his heart. He had to complete this mission perfectly.
The Machinery Faith Cult's Great Sage Cole walked up from behind. His mechanical arm pulled out a brand-new power sword. The big sword had a dozen ancient runes and spells on it. The hilt of the sword was a gold double-headed eagle. It glowed with a holy light in the air. The king took the power sword and said Holy Words. The human leader's blessing was added to the sword.
"This is your new sword, Forgan. I will name it Glory." The gold power sword lit up the entire underground cave under the king's blessing.
Forgan's eyes were wet. He carefully reached out his hands to take Glory. The king's son geno prototype used its strongest voice to make a powerful battle cry. "The king's son, the enemy who killed his father!"
A series of echoes came from the underground cave.
"The king's son, the enemy who killed his father!"
"The king's son, the enemy who killed his father!"
The Emperor's expression changed. Kirriman suspected that his father was thinking of the great expedition ten thousand years ago. At that time, the rebellion of Horus had caused them to be doomed eternally. Ten thousand years later, humans could only struggle at death's door, holding on to a glimmer of hope.
"OK, Kirriman, Great Sage, we should leave."
"This world is in the hands of you and Laing, Forgan."
"Yes! Father! "
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