Chapter 113: The Transformation of the Junluanzhanshi (Three Updates, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Gibbs led four Order Shadows into the palace; the native king's cramped palace could barely accommodate the five giants.

The king, wearing a golden crown and holding a golden scepter, sat on his false throne, his bloated chin trembling.

"The Human Empire?"

"You come from the heavens, only to make us, the people of the earth, submit."

The Order Shadow spoke in a calm tone, as if everything said were the absolute truth.

"You have no choice."

"What?"

The king sneered, "I have an army of one hundred thousand, I also have..."

Before setting out, Gibbs had spoken at length with Arsena, receiving advice from the Primarch Attendant.

Everyone in the Legion knew that Arsena Dunn came from a backward world and could understand the thoughts of the natives.

The "Lawyer" also considered that the Primarch Attendant represented the Gene-Father, so he decided to adopt the other's suggestion.

Display power, make the natives realize the gap in strength, and then let them "patiently" listen to his persuasion.

In an instant, the Order Shadow drew his weapon and raised his hand to fire.

Boom—!

The wall on the left side of the palace vanished amidst the explosion; the palace shook violently, and the supporting pillars trembled, holding the palace up.

The "Lawyer" scanned the crowd, who wore expressions of terror, and said to the king who had fallen from his false throne.

"This is the power of our weapons; even your most elite knights, if they lined up, would be blasted into fragments by it."

"Your weapons cannot cause us the slightest harm."

"To make you ignorant people understand, I will give you one chance."

The Order Shadow tapped his chest with his right gauntlet, "Use your weapons to fire a volley at my armor."

"Afterward, you will understand."

"Re... really?"

The king, who had climbed up from the ground while supporting himself with his scepter, asked in disbelief.

Although the giant's black armor looked thicker and sturdier than the knights' golden armor, their Golden Lion Dynasty muskets were the best among all nations.

A single volley would surely turn the black-armored knight into a sieve.

A flash of blood-red passed through Gibbs's eyes; the stupidity of the person before him was almost unbearable.

For a moment, he wanted to draw his Chainsword and, like he did when he was a Reaper, saw off the heads of these ignorant people.

This would be easy for him; he could do it, the backward natives posed very little threat to him, and he was also leading thirty Junluanzhanshi.

But Gibbs immediately thought of the Gene-Father's expectations, and reason overcame his rage.

"You only have one chance."

The king immediately regained his confidence; to ensure he would not let the black-armored warrior use his powerful, heaven-punishing weapon again, he decided to mobilize his best men.

"Summon the Royal Guard musketeers and surround him."

A moment later, at the kingdom's training grounds, Gibbs stood alone facing one hundred of the Golden Lion Kingdom's best musketeers.

"Begin, don't waste time."

Just as he spoke, the impatient king raised his hand and gave the order.

"Fire!"

Gunfire flashed as the Royal Guard musketeers raised their weapons and poured a rain of bullets onto the black-armored warrior.

By the standards of this era, their marksmanship was excellent, and most of the ammunition struck the black armor.

White gunpowder smoke drifted up, obscuring everyone's vision.

The king was both happy and fearful; the black-armored warrior who had spoken wildly was killed, but there were still thirty such warriors in the royal city, and they still held the heaven-punishing weapons.

However, he had long since made arrangements; all the knights had been mobilized, and as long as he could surround and kill these black-armored warriors and obtain the heaven-punishing weapons, he could unify all the nations.

Just as the king was about to give the order, his pupils suddenly constricted.

The black armor gradually became clear; the black-armored warrior was not dead.

Gibbs brushed himself off nonchalantly and, under the direct gaze of the false king whose eyes were nearly popping out, walked up to him.

Tall as he was, he was as tall as the king sitting on the throne; the "Lawyer" said in a condescending tone.

"As you can see, your weapons are no threat to us, and our weapons can blast you into slag."

"You should recognize the facts now; we can annihilate your false kingdom."

"You should feel fortunate; the monarch Ninglu has decided to give you a chance. Submit!"

The king's face turned ashen; looking at the giant at close range, he finally felt how terrifying the other was.

The image of him walking out of the smoke just now still lingered in the king's mind; the giant before him was like a terrifying creature stepped out of mythology.

"I..." he asked in disbelief, "If I submit to your monarch, can I still keep my lands, my..."

"Mortal, if you serve the monarch loyally and execute his policies, then you will keep what you have."

"I... choose... to submit."

The king said, word by word, with humiliation and helplessness.

Gibbs conquered the first kingdom, then used the natives as guides and led his men to continue conquering the other nations without a moment's rest.

At the same time, on Persephone Prime EX1, the team led by Kirkland was progressing even more smoothly.

This world was unified under a false king and was intoxicated by arts such as music, poetry, and oil painting.

Their king, upon seeing the overwhelming force displayed by the Order Shadows, immediately chose to submit.

Now, he only needed to resolve one more trouble.

The king, representing the local populace, put forward a request.

Through questioning, he learned that the local population was sparse because they all suffered from dream disturbances.

Whenever night fell and they entered their dreams, they would dream of various terrifying nightmares: the tearing of man-eating giant fish, the pouncing of roaring black panthers...

This left them unable to sleep soundly, muddled during the day and fearful at night.

The king requested that they, who had descended from the sky, resolve this Nightmare that had plagued them for thousands of years.

Kirkland decided to solve this problem to win over the hearts of the local people.

He gathered three squads of Order Shadow: "Tonight, we will disperse throughout the royal city, keep watch over everything, and find the Nightmare plaguing this place."

That night, soft moonlight spilled down.

The Order Shadow stood in the streets, watching their surroundings vigilantly.

In Kirkland's eyes, he suddenly saw a black cat, which stepped out from the Darkness with an elegant gait.

The Order Shadow keenly sensed that this black cat was special; its footsteps had a unique rhythm, and its black pupils were like obsidian.

More importantly, his Spirituality was triggered.

Kirkland immediately determined that the black cat was the source of the Nightmare within this city.

【This cat is not simple; the Gene-Father likes all kinds of strange creatures and items.

He will definitely like it!】

Thinking of this, Kirkland tore off his gauntlet.

He suddenly darted out, taking large strides forward.

The black cat keenly sensed the potential threat and turned to run.

But the Order Shadow was faster; after a dozen seconds, he caught up to the darting black cat and picked it up with one finger.

Ninglu soon received the gift contributed by Kirkland: twenty-three Black Dream Cats.

When he saw these black cats, he recognized them as the main ingredient for the Potion of the "Sleepless" pathway's Sequence 7 "Nightmare" — the Black Dream Cat.

One stellar month later, Ninglu, having conquered Persephone, ordered the fleet to set sail.

Bukayo Arshavin reported that he had discovered a world ruled by knights, which caught Ninglu's attention.

(End of this chapter)