Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 1209 Beheading
After a brief conversation, the conversation ended.

He refuses.

"Hmm? What did he refuse?"

【He refused any form of cooperation.】

"Have you given him enough reason? I remember from history that he was a very active thinker."

[Yes, his mind is really active, and he thought for a long time - I accelerated it. In the short time just now, he actually gave him 2 hours to think. But in the end, he refused.]

"Why? I am confused." Shangluo asked, "If you convey my proposal, it should be a very favorable condition."

After discussing with Zhu Xianxi, Shangluo thought that since the current system can operate normally, it should not be tampered with. Japan is now in a state of isolation, which keeps it stable and does not cause trouble to others, so it should continue to maintain this state in the future.

Specifically, Shangluo's condition is no condition. He will confer Taira no Masakado as the King of Japan, and like Japan in the past, it only needs to fulfill symbolic feudal obligations and does not need to make substantial contributions to the entire empire. Similarly, they will not reap substantial benefits from the development of the empire.

As long as Taira no longer causes trouble for the empire, he can do as he pleases on his own land - this condition is equivalent to giving him a country for free, directly fulfilling Taira no Masakado's own long-cherished wish.

But he refused.

"So you told him about Xu Fu?"

[He refused because I made it clear - he refused for two reasons. First, it was unrighteous to abandon his fellow countrymen and make peace with the Tang alone. Second, it was disloyal to cooperate with the Tang to murder his creator Xu Fu. He could not do such a disloyal and unrighteous thing. He would rather die.]

"Very good, very energetic." Shangluo stood up from his chair. Phaethon beside him folded up his chair and stood beside him, holding it.

Taira Masakado was still sitting on another chair, with a thread connected to his body. This thread was his only channel to what happened in this world a thousand years ago.

As long as this thread is broken, no one will be able to understand what he says.

Shangluo stepped forward and pulled out the wire. After being injected with phlogiston, Taira no Masakado showed calmness. He calmly accepted everything now, but he was not surprised by the desolation of Edo. After all, Edo in history was originally such a wasteland.

As for the Tang people in front of him, he could also accept them smoothly. After all, when he was born, the Tang Dynasty had already declined, but he could only get delayed information while he was overseas. In his impression, the Tang Dynasty was still in its heyday, just as invincible as the powerful warrior standing in front of him now.

However, despite this, he, who had already died, had a different view on death - death did not seem to be a threat to him. After all, he was a vengeful spirit, and this condition was not something a vengeful spirit could accept.

"Since you think this is better, then I respect your choice. I have always been very open-minded." Shangluo reached into the magical pocket and took out a magical Tang sword after 3 seconds.

He threw the Tang sword onto Taira Masakado's knees - and the unwound constructed body actually started moving.

He regained his body. Taira Masakado's first step was shaky, but he stood up straight with the second step.

Shangluo also drew out the Emperor's Sword. There was no need for them to talk to each other, the mere fact of drawing out the sword was enough to make their meaning clear to each other.

However, to Taira no Masakado's surprise, after Shangluo drew the sword, he did not keep it himself, but gave it to Phaethon.

"Let me come?"

"His level is not worthy of my attack. You come." Shangluo turned around and asked the imperial censors who had been watching from behind whether the emperor's sword could be held by someone else. The leading imperial censor gave him a thumbs up - rather than Shangluo holding the sword to fight against the generals of Heping, it would be the right choice to send his own generals. This is why the emperor can rest assured to let Shangluo represent his authority, because Shangluo is always much safer than it looks.

"Let me do it. Okay. But where did you get that knife just now? I don't remember you having any extra Tang swords."

"Guess?"

"." Phaethon was stunned for a moment, "Ah! It can't be that! Did you cast it on the spot?"

"You'll know after you try it."

"My goodness, how can you be both old and new? You know the rules of the emperor very well, and you can use the Roman technology that was just transmitted to you with ease. You really don't waste the things given to you."

"Of course. You'll definitely use it for me."

"But is the transmission bandwidth that high now? Can such a large sword be made so quickly?"

[Yes. I provided a little help. I accelerated the flow a little.]

"Okay." Phaethon tried the Emperor's Sword - it was an ordinary, ritual sword, but it was enough to deal with the automaton in front of him.

And if, as Shangluo said, the sword was made using "that" technology, then it must be very heavy, because its raw material is gold.

"It turned out to be the 'Sword of Principle' that was transformed from gold. If we didn't have a lot of gold reserves, I really wouldn't be willing to fight this thing."

Such a large volume means that Shangluo should have used about 5 kilograms of gold just now.

"Even if Victoria gave you a lot of gold, you can't just burn it like this."

"I'm just looking for the best solution. And it's quite convenient to solve the problem with money - and since he is so energetic, let's give him a grand funeral."

"Okay." Phaethon raised the Emperor's Sword and faced Taira no Masakado who was holding a knife.

The swords collided, and with just one move, Taira Masakado's head was cut off. The head flew up into the sky along with the blue will-o'-the-wisp, but the will-o'-the-wisp gradually died out, and the head turned into dust and dispersed in midair. The ownerless mechanical body fell straight down, and the sword was stuck in the ground.

"Tsk." Phaethon shook his head, put away the sword and handed it back to Shangluo.

"How does it feel?"

"The difference in power is too great. Although the resentment is heavy, it seems to be completely ineffective in front of the Emperor's Sword. So although his sword skills are good - you can see it in one round, but because of the difference in power, he still can't stop my casual sword. Here, I return the sword to you."

"Thank you, well done." Shangluo put away the Emperor's Sword and walked towards the Tang sword stuck on the ground.
"General Ping, how do you feel now?"

[He can no longer speak. You just used its story as the basis and gold as the material to transform this sword. Now, this sword is him, and he is this sword. The sword cannot speak.]

(End of this chapter)