Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

A new era has arrived.

This is a fact that every intelligent life on Disbod knows.

When the leaders and strong men of various races used hoarse voices to boost morale and used numb actions to support the operation of the ship of life, they had nothing to rely on except the faith lingering in their hearts.

The world has stopped.

Although such abnormal behavior made many people feel confused and panicked, and even began to wait for death to come.

But after a full beat, the surrounding environment was still silent.

The ash flying in the universe is stagnant in the vacuum, and the burning flame has forgotten to sway.

Time has stopped except for those who have life.

The people were bewildered by this scene and did not realize what was happening. They could only look at this extraordinary scene incomprehensibly.

But before the doubts in their hearts arose, incredible light spread from the distant place, dyeing the red flames and the deep universe white, taking away the realm of heaven and earth.

While the world lost its color, the remaining fragments of the planet around it were dissolved into huge steam like hot and cold currents colliding.

Not only the planet in front of them, but also the moon, Mars, and the entire galaxy are heading towards this process irreversibly.

The light that shines from the other side seems to illuminate the entire universe, spreading across the endless void.

And anyone who looked at this scene, covered by the light, seemed to be electrocuted, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

This is not because of the destructive power of this light. On the contrary, this power runs gently as if embracing the world.

Even if the remaining vision under the light is not outstanding, people can clearly see the starry sky, and the dark red spiritual corpses gradually disappear like a joke.

The decomposed steam was bathed in light, and the planet that was completely destroyed in the blink of an eye turned back time like magic, embracing the battleship with a new attitude.

The blue sky, the jewel-like sea, the earth-yellow plains, and the green forests, a world full of vitality appeared in front of everyone in a strange yet familiar manner.

"Is this...a dream?"

Rick murmured to himself. Although he had given full play to his value in the magnificent battle, the reward in front of him still gave him the illusion that he had won a lottery.

After all, his capital is only a negligible life, but what he gets in exchange is the continuation of the race, the survival of his companions, powerful strength... and

——A brand new world.

"We...succeeded?"

Xin Ke, whose energy was exhausted and the soul stone on his forehead was dimmed due to the elf's absence, twitched his lips and felt a little uneasy.

But what answered the girl's hope was a mission she had never imagined.

"Well, that's right," Azrael, who was lying on the battleship in the posture of a young girl, looked away from the dazed companions around her and said in a complicated tone, "This is the only god's response to your will. The glory of victory."

"Without a doubt, you won."

She said so.

"--we won!"

"—Long live the Emperor!"

The news was so shocking that it would make people lose the ability to speak and stop thinking, and immediately caused a series of shouts.

There was no hatred, no murderous intent, not even anger.

In the midst of a depressing and desperate war, the people of the Alliance, who were extremely eager for victory, would naturally fear that this was an illusory dream because of this surprise.

So even though there was already speculation in mind, the sense of unreality caused by fear made no one dare to make contact in this regard.

But now, the enemy's leader personally admitted the fact of defeat, and everyone's emotions exploded instantly.

Cheers and cheers could be heard endlessly, regardless of whether the people standing around them knew each other. Even the two races that were enemies of each other, the goblins and the forest elves, hugged each other without any barriers.

At the same time, after returning to their homeland, post-war reconstruction matters and the development of the alliance were quickly put on the agenda.

The renewed planet is beautiful, but this beauty is precisely the source of chaos.

The Elkia Alliance was established because they had a common enemy. No race wanted to be exterminated, nor did they want to live in eternal war.

In order to fight against external enemies like the God of War and the Flügel, it was natural to put aside their suspicions and join forces.

But in the final analysis, the fundamental reason for this alliance is the forced surrender due to the arrival of the crisis.

Although during this year of adjustment, the people and leaders of most races are willing to admit that the alliance continues to dominate the single race, reality must be taken into account after all.

Even in a peaceful new world without the pollution of spiritual corpses, can resources really meet the needs of various races?

The number of orcs is the largest among the sixteen races, and they are also the main force in the Eastern Continent. However, the areas they occupy are mostly scattered and separated in the form of tribes, which is far from enough to meet the survival needs of the entire race. Every year, there are Children starved to death in large numbers.

Although the number of giants, fantasy species, and dragon spirits is not large, due to individual characteristics, they will occupy a certain range. No one can tolerate the unrestricted harassment of foreign races at the door of their home like a market. and invasion.

The goblins' demand for ores is never-ending, but there will always be necessary rare ores that can only be produced in the territories of other races.

The forest elves occupy the most resource-rich and fertile forest areas, and the territory is also very vast, but that essence also comes from the protection of their gods and the accumulation of their races. They cannot give up directly because of the plight of other races.

The occurrence of these contradictions has nothing to do with justice and evil, or whether the leader is ambitious. It is just a simple reality.

Suddenly, the leaders of each race realized that even now the alliance could use the afterglow of war to resolve these conflicts through communication and business.

But if power is not redistributed in a reasonable way in the future, the war will only be ignited again in Disbod.

——It’s like a reappearance of the original war.

As long as this superficial peace is torn apart, a new cycle will begin again, even more chaotic and radical than before.

However, this worry hidden deep in my heart was directly resolved before it was even raised.

Because - the only God truly exists in this world.

After the past gods were also labeled as gods and listed as one of the sixteen races, there is only one person left in this world who uses the name of a god as a representative name without adding a conceptual prefix. Bit.

As long as he is willing, all resistance will dissipate like smoke and dust, and all difficulties will be easily solved.

Moreover, unlike all the gods in the past, although the One God does not care about things like power and governance, he does not have the idea of ​​​​being a hands-off shopkeeper and throwing away everything he has taken away.

On the contrary, even people who are not familiar with him can feel from that style that what is mine is mine, and even if I don't want it, you can't be arrogant and snatch it away.

In the oracle sent down by the only god, a parliament formed by the sixteen races was quickly formed, with representatives of each race occupying one seat, and then the Mecha race, which was recognized as not showing favoritism, made the decision.

Only when this method still cannot produce a satisfactory answer will it be presented to the only God.

Except for the only God, no one has the right to veto. This authoritarian approach of standing at the top of power and being dominated by everyone except me has achieved unexpectedly good feedback.

Under the absolute ruler and fair judgment, the struggle for power and mutual suspicion between races are much reduced. Instead, they can communicate openly and honestly, list all difficulties and needs, and solve them one by one.

After final discussion, the sixteen races all had surprisingly unanimous ideas about how the alliance would exist in the future.

Elkia Empire.

Let the emperor, who combines divine power and royal power, be the absolute leader.

Under such circumstances, the disputes among the sixteen races began to decrease significantly. Even though there was still hatred and rifts between the various races, they were gradually healed in a harmonious life.

High-pressure dictatorships often end in disintegration, but when the dictator is an immortal god, a great being who always stands at the top, such a rule will bring about a wonderful scene like a philosopher king.

The first is that the differences between races are greatly reduced, magic and various spells are openly disseminated, and the creation and exchange of new spells are even encouraged.

The recovery of the planet has made the elves more abundant. Combined with the fact that there is no need to hide private information, the alliance's already interoperable technology during the war has further blossomed, allowing ordinary people who are not magicians to use magic technology. began to spread on a large scale.

When it was possible to destroy an entire continent with one blow and convert the power that made the planet tremble into productivity, the paths for various races to connect with each other were quickly opened up.

Various corresponding academies have also begun to be constructed. With all students being treated equally, you can even see scenes of humans and orcs in the same room arguing about issues.

So much so that demons can enter the realm of elves without saying hello. Although the number is very small, the number of marriages between different races has also begun to increase little by little.

For living things, love arising from wisdom is something that transcends everything.

In the face of such a promising trend of the times, ideas such as democracy have not even begun to emerge.

Even if there are still some stubborn conservatives in races such as the elves, for the vast majority of the people, being ruled by the beloved emperor is something they can only dream of.

After several years of cultivation, the old force names were used less and less frequently. For example, the Eastern Continent, which originally referred to the orc race, is now just a simple noun.

Even though the Imperial Parliament had not yet issued an announcement, in order to avoid disputes, all races unified the use of the earth as the recognized name of the world. The Parliament, who understood this, quickly followed the people's will and recognized this title.

Therefore, the title of the One God that has been shelved finally has an official prefix.

Emperor of the Earth.

"This name always seems to set up a huge flag..."

The corner of Roland's mouth twitched, and he lay in a sea of ​​clouds, with a strange red light flashing in his clear pupils.

"I think it fits. Besides, compared to this official title that is only written down in orders, other races are accustomed to addressing you in the emperor's spoken language."

Jibril blinked and smiled playfully.

"Yes, after all, I set the cause myself."

Roland smiled helplessly, held his head in his hands, and fell into a patch of green grass.

Turning the misty sea of ​​clouds into a material as soft as a pillow, and even life can grow on it, such a completely against the rules is just a thought for Roland today.

In front of the god who holds the Star Grail, no one can resist his will.

Nowadays, he can no longer be said to be invincible, but should be almighty.

If any god species really revives, or if there is any rebellion or resistance, he does not need to attack at all. With just one thought, everything in the world will respond and let all enemies die.

"So it seems that I am here to handle official business for you every day. Is it my own fault?"

Jibril raised her eyebrows, and while chatting with Roland, she quickly moved her fingers across the light screen in front of her.

"How about occasionally experiencing the governance process yourself?"

"Sorry, I'm not interested in this at all."

Roland looked at the sky and responded lazily.

He doesn't mind using powerful force to maintain the order he wants, allowing his will to be implemented and forming absolute rule.

But it was okay to set the general direction, but he was really not interested in the specific management of the details.

Therefore, Roland handed over all the difficult questions that were presented to him to Jibril and Hubi. Anyway, he would get feedback on any abnormalities that occurred in the world. It was better to simply delegate power and make himself more relaxed.

"Really, you are a little too lazy,"

Jibril puffed up her cute face and said, "Let other people know that the One God is obsessed with the seniors and Ex-Machina every day. They will be disappointed. He actually created a heaven like Pingyuan Star."

Although the Earth and the Moon have been perfectly restored, facing Mars, the battle site that reversed Artesio's advantage, out of nostalgia and witness, Roland did not restore it, but only retained most of its shape, and The energy pollution above was expelled and the ecology above was rebuilt.

"It's really an exaggeration. After all, I am the only god. In this universe, with the speed of my thinking, these are just adjustments at best."

Roland glanced at Jibril angrily, "At other times, I wholeheartedly find a way to travel through the universe. How can I be so leisurely?"

"Across the universe, you are not..."

Jibril asked with some confusion.

Although many people don't know that Roland is an outsider from another world, it is not a secret to the upper class.

Before he obtained the throne of the only god, he was able to move freely between different worlds, which even gods cannot.

Now that I have obtained the Star Cup, I should be even better in this regard.

Could it be...

The girl's eyes lit up, and the wings behind her trembled slightly. Her delicate and pretty face was full of curiosity.

"Could it be that?"

"That's right. Although it was just a guess at the beginning, after two years of experiments, the result is already conclusive."

Roland shrugged, letting the star-shaped dodecahedron emerge in his hand, and looked at it with interest.

"It seems that it is not impossible to travel between universes relying solely on the power of the Star Cup."