Reincarnation Paradise: There are vests everywhere

Chapter 1864 Riding a Pig Away
"Uh... no problem." The Apocalypse miner could only say that he was worthy of being the big boss of the Samsara Paradise. It didn't matter who they worked for, as they would all get profits anyway. After changing their boss, they continued to go into the mine.

Lin Jiu gave a brief reminder, asking them not to dig down the city of Alans, otherwise it would be very troublesome to deal with.

"Bishop, the Sera Empire has been completely conquered and is under our control. It's time to establish a new empire." Bernard came to inform Lin Jiu with the news of complete victory.

"Let's call it the Empire of the Sun. You will be the first king." It was impossible for Lin Jiu to really stay in this world to rule an empire, so naturally Bernard would be the king.

"Yes." Bernard was not surprised. He had long realized that Lin Jiu was not a native of this world, otherwise their Northern Alliance would have been replaced by the Church of the Sun long ago, instead of suddenly appearing like this.

Now it seems that Lin Jiu will not stay in this world for long, which is why Barnard did not have much idea of ​​resistance at that time. On the one hand, he really could not resist, and on the other hand, if he could not beat them, he would join them. Apart from Lin Jiu and his group, he is still the supreme leader of the Sun Empire.

And Red Barnard never thought of himself as a great man, but his people, his soldiers, were looking forward to every word he said. They were millions of eager eyes, longing for warmth, longing for abundant food, and longing to continue living.

Red Barnard was constantly waiting for the opportunity to destroy the Serra Empire, more so for the survival of millions of people in the Northern Alliance. If he ignored these people, he, as a strong man in this world, could live well.

The emergence of the Church of the Sun undoubtedly changed the difficulty of survival for the entire Northern Alliance residents. This was also part of the reason why he suppressed his arrogance as a strong man and chose to join the Church of the Sun.

San Ting District, Center Street.

A wooden platform was temporarily built, which was at least ten meters high. On it stood a burly man with a thick braided beard.

Hundreds of thousands of civilians who did not have time to escape from the city of Alans were now gathered under the platform. There was fear, helplessness, and more despair in their eyes.

"I see despair in your eyes." Red Barnard started. He didn't shout deliberately, but his voice spread to every corner.

"I'm not merciful, but you have never been my enemy. You just want to survive, and so do we." Red Barnard looked around, and after a moment, he took a deep breath.

"You are free now. It is up to you to decide whether to leave or stay here. Your money and property will always belong to you. Your private property cannot be invaded. My fellow tribesmen, open your eyes and re-examine this world. We still have many enemies, the Abyss, the Kingdom of God, the Serpent of the Abyss..."

"I will do my best to ensure your safety. Perhaps I cannot, like your king, keep the monsters from the abyss from climbing up, but I will do my best. I hereby declare the official establishment of the Empire of the Sun. May the glory of the sun protect you forever."

Red Barnard announced the birth of the Sun Empire here and established the Sun Church as the official church of the Sun Empire. Only those who believe in the sun can become citizens of the Sun Empire. In the center of Alans City, a statue of the founder of the Sun Church, Archbishop, Son of the Sun Lin Jiu, was erected to highlight the status of the Sun Church.

Lin Jiu chose the same system for the Solar Empire as that of a certain native world he had experienced before, the integration of politics and religion. The high-ranking officials of the Solar Empire would also be the high-ranking officials of the Solar Church, with different duties, some responsible for managing all aspects of the empire's affairs, and some responsible for managing the Solar Church.

The iron chains collided, and a figure with her head bowed walked up to the platform. Her hair was disheveled, and iron spikes were nailed to her body. Under the guard of five soldiers, Lady Moon Wolf walked up to the platform and knelt on it.

A shirtless fat man walked up to the platform. He was covered in flesh, wearing a fur hood, and dragging a stained axe in his hand. The sound of the axe dragging on the wooden platform made Mrs. Moon Wolf tremble. She never dreamed that she would end up like this.

"Do you think you have won? Although the king of the empire has died of old age, there is a monster who is still alive. The Duke's chair belongs to him. He will come back and kill you all. By the way, I tell you that the monster is different from the Iron Feather King. He will not reason with you at all. Just wait, he will come back..."

"This..." If the position of the boss still belonged to Bernard, he would not bother to pay attention to Mrs. Moon Wolf's words, just like scaring people, making threats before death, and just chopping him off. But now it is not him who is in charge, but Lin Jiu, so Bernard still casts his eyes on Lin Jiu.

"Don't worry about her. I'm talking about the one who rode away on a giant war pig earlier."

Bernard suddenly remembered the bloody man who had come with Lin Jiu not long ago and rode away a giant war pig. He really fits Lady Moon's description of a monster. But the other party's relationship with the Sera Empire is obviously not as close as Lady Moon Wolf said. These are things that the bishop has to consider. Bernard was too lazy to think and signaled the executioner to execute.

puff!

The giant axe fell and cut off Mrs. Moon Wolf's head. Although she was a descendant of the saint, this was the last straw that broke the camel's back. Su Xiao, who had given her a glimmer of hope, had already left the fate stone to Lin Jiu and rode away on a pig.

"How pitiful, Moon Wolf, don't say that I didn't give you a chance. It was you who wanted to stay in Alans." A smile appeared on the face of an old man in the audience. There was a slight crisp sound, and a small piece of his skin cracked. This was the "mask".

"Should we keep this guy here?" Lin Jiu cast his eyes on the old man. He immediately sensed an old soul aura mixed in with the crowd. It was a strange old man. Noticing the nostalgic look the old man gave Madam Yuelang, Lin Jiu immediately determined that this was the old duke who had faked his death and disappeared on the front battlefield.

"Damn! Another monster like Bai Ye." The old duke felt a little strange that he was being watched. When he met Lin Jiu's gaze, he quickly slipped into the crowd.

During the time he faked his death and disappeared, he also figured out the changes in the Northern Alliance, which were caused by the man who discovered him. It can be said that he completed a usurpation of the country.

Moreover, challenging Iron Feather King on the battlefield and killing him was enough to prove the opponent's strength. He didn't want to live for hundreds of years and die on a whim. He would watch the execution and run away before Lin Jiu had the intention to kill him.

Seeing the old duke run away decisively, Lin Jiu had no intention of taking action. Unlike King Tieyu, the old duke's strength lies in his ability to survive. He survived until the demise of the Sera Empire and was still safe and sound. Although Lin Jiu could kill King Tieyu, he was not 100% sure of killing the old duke. Who knows what other means of escape this old guy who has lived for so long has.

Instead of looking for trouble with this old guy, it would be better to go back and look for the good things that the nobles of the Sera Empire didn't have time to take away, as well as the treasures in the treasury of the Sera Empire.

Su Xiao just searched the manor of the Holy King Alexander and got a lot of good things. You know, the Holy King Alexander didn't care much about foreign things. The treasures in his manor were not as much as those of a few dukes, let alone comparable to the imperial treasury.

(End of this chapter)