In the Name of the Queen

After completely solving the hidden danger of the God's Punishment Legion, there was only one voice left in the world, and Roland finally became the real boss of the Theia plane.

The second battle of White Mountain was a foregone conclusion.

In fact, this was not a war at all.

Most of the hopeless people chose to withdraw gracefully before the war. After spending the last time with their families and fulfilling their unfulfilled wishes, they placed their soul fragments in the soul box and handed them over to Roland.

Roland made a vow to all the extraordinary people who voluntarily gave up, and everyone could see the dawn of a new era.

It was indeed uncomfortable not to have their fate in their hands, but they still felt a little better by keeping hope.

Standing on the top of White Mountain, Roland, who replaced the referee group as the arbitrator, personally shot and accurately sniped those troublemakers who were lucky and unwilling to take the initiative to be decent, making the second White Mountain peak battle a stage for him to cover the sky with one hand.

It was cruel, but this was reality.

In fact, this perfunctory selection battle for the strong was just a confirmation of the victory of the battle of Lisenburg a few years ago.

That war was truly tragic.

The chain reaction caused by the goddess's obscene video landing over Lisenburg caught Roland off guard.

He didn't expect the amazing power of nearly 10 million crazy believers, nor did he think that the elemental people with collapsed faith would be more vulnerable than he imagined.

He originally arranged for the navy and the master group to pick up the leaks, and he and Christine replicated the exciting scene of the goddess and the sea king in the monitoring room. He thought the battle would be one-sided and easy, but the accident came as expected.

Negative emotions are a heavy burden, but they are also a resource.

The accumulation of countless negative emotions made Lisenburg a living hell. The tragic battle tore the space apart, and the foreign demons that came out from nowhere disrupted the battlefield.

These foreign demons were not very interested in flesh and blood life, but their eyes lit up when they saw the elemental people.

They cooperated with the crazy believers to end the God's Punishment Legion before Roland's army was launched.

When Roland ended his entanglement with Christine with satisfaction, and before he had time to comfort his lovely girlfriend, he saw a shocking scene on the monitoring screen.

Fortunately, Roland reacted quickly enough. He immediately ordered all the forces that could be mobilized to encircle and suppress Lisenburg.

He didn't know where these demons came from, but they made him feel cold.

Considering that the plane wall can block the gods from the outside, he judged that these demons did not come from outside the plane, but were creatures that once existed in this plane.

Before the final return day, it is almost impossible for creatures from the outside to enter the material plane. This is the basic rule of the universe.

The appearance of these demons made Roland feel a deep crisis.

These guys are quite powerful. If they are allowed to grow, Roland's dominance over this plane will be threatened.

If you can't integrate the power of all planes, what can you use to fight against the goddess?

In addition to the consideration of concentrated allocation of power and resources, Roland has deeper concerns.

The death of Sophia will inevitably reduce the God Realm's assessment of the comprehensive strength of the Theia plane, and the appearance of these demons will inevitably cause the God Realm to raise its estimated value.

All in all, it is equivalent to Sophia's death in vain.

How the hell can this be!

Roland could never let go of Sophia's death. He could tolerate appropriate compromises, but he was extremely stubborn about Sophia.

The living space gained by Sophia's death was occupied by these beasts, and he could not explain to her even if he died.

No negotiation, only war!

No matter what the identities of these demons are, they must be eliminated immediately before they adapt to this plane!

The Battle of Lisenburg lasted for a full three months.

Facts have proved that Roland's judgment is completely correct.

These demons help fanatics kill elementals. As long as they are given a little time to accept and communicate with each other, they can establish a stable alliance.

But Roland didn't give them a chance at all.

Taking advantage of their language barriers and communication difficulties, reinforcements from Rodinia, the South Continent, the New World and the Undersea World continued to arrive on the island.

This war was extremely cruel, surpassing any war recorded in human history.

Although the demons and fanatics did not reach an agreement, there was a faint trend of cooperation.

Humans and the Ocean Alliance also knew that this was a duel that determined life and death, and they all went all out.

Before going to the island, the extraordinary people left their soul fragments in the soul box, and they were naturally not afraid of life and death.

Ordinary people who participated in the war did not have this treatment, but Christine went to the battlefield in person to summon a small holy spring to minimize the casualties of the soldiers.

Governments and major forces of various countries also tried their best to ensure the treatment of their families.

This is not a simple war, but a decisive battle that determines the survival of many ethnic groups in the entire plane.

All participants knew the significance of this battle, so they would naturally sacrifice their lives and never retreat.

The demons and fanatic believers were naturally unwilling to die, and they naturally resisted with all their might.

When both parties in the war were determined to die and fought for survival, the war would turn into a cruel millstone like the Verdun meat grinder, opening its bloody mouth to devour life.

No matter how much blood there is, it will dry up one day.

This cruel hell meat grinder battle ended with the human and marine coalition forces winning at almost the same cost of casualties.

The casualty figures counted after the war gave Roland the illusion of dreaming back to World War I.

The total number of casualties was not from a single battle, but from the entire World War I.

Tens of millions of dead souls echoed over Lissenburg, turning this once holy place into a forbidden place that even evil spirits dared not approach easily.

The war was very cruel, but Roland's aftermath made many people shudder.

He ordered the use of life magic to search for the breath of life in Lisenburg, and dug out thousands of believers who had dug hundreds of meters underground to hide. After that, he found a group of unrestrained magicians and used necromancy to awaken all the dead. Christine personally led the priests to purify them all.

After this process of "sweeping-resurrection-purification", Lisenburg no longer had any trace of life.

Standing on the top of the White Mountain, looking at the huge crack that Sophia had cut that year, Roland felt inexplicably empty in his heart.

He can now casually swing a slash that is far more powerful than this one.

He also created a dominance that surpassed Sophia in the White Mountain.

But is he Sophia's opponent?

His main and secondary professions have all broken through to the second level.

[Knowledgeable], [Paladin].

The next step is the God's Domain.

He still needs time to enrich the details of these two major professional systems, but he can basically see the upper limit of his power.

He had seen Sophia's heroic figure breaking through the second level in the Land of Death. To be fair, he was still a little inferior.

He might be able to fight with the normal Sophia, but

Thinking of the shocking scene of Sophia's self-explosion and the Queen of the Underworld exchanging one for one, Roland's lips trembled slightly.

If he and Tia were to be exchanged one for one in the end, could he do it? Would he be willing to do it?

What if it was not enough for him to self-explode, and Sif, Lisa, Alina and Christine had to be added?

Just as he was lost in thought, a crisp cough sounded.

"Dear, everyone is waiting for your lecture."

The slightly playful voice came from Sif, who had not seen her for a long time.

She seemed to have never changed, and the years could not leave even the slightest trace on her pure and beautiful cheeks.

If counted from the third era, Sif's age has long been as old as those unverified histories, but her mentality is always as young as the first time she met.

It's great.

No matter how many troubles there are, they will disappear under the influence of Sif's smile.

There are also Alina, Lisa and Christine.

Seeing them, the shadow in Roland's heart gradually disappeared.

No matter how much he missed Sophia, she had already disappeared. What he had to do was to do his best to win this war.

If he was alive, he would try every means to find Sophia.

If he really couldn't find her, then take good care of her country and people.

It was said to be a lecture, but in fact it was the MVP settlement screen of Roland's victory.

After all, the tragic battle was fought in Lisenburg, and those who should withdraw had also withdrawn.

Originally, the strong men of the God's Punishment Legion would occupy part of the promotion quota, and even change the situation where Roland controlled everything.

But now it is completely different.

In short, look forward.

After the second battle of White Mountain, there was only one voice left in the world, that is Roland's will.

With the power of the great victory of White Mountain, he declared nature and abundance as invalid beliefs, and asked the believers of the two major divine courts to convert or give up their beliefs.

This kind of thing would originally cause a violent backlash, but after the battle of Lisenburg, everyone realized Roland's determination.

He dared to destroy even the Goddess's divine punishment army, what else would he not dare to do?

Except for a few die-hard believers who still insisted, almost everyone cried and gave up their faith.

"When your life safety is clearly threatened, you can temporarily change your faith and change it back later."

This is what many religions say to believers.

They did so.

Roland knew their little calculations very well, but he didn't care.

Change in the future, right? It is indeed feasible in the ordinary world, but this is the extraordinary world. As long as he is not dead, any idea of ​​turning the world upside down is wishful thinking.

"If I am not dead, you all have to bow your heads!"

This sentence inexplicably surged in Roland's mind.

Yes, he is also an emperor now, the emperor of the superpower Vladimir, and even the emperor of the whole world.

As an emperor, some things are cruel, but they have to be done.

His orders will cause tens of thousands or even more people to lose their lives, and many families will cry and wail.

He will sympathize, after all, they are his fellow human beings.

But he will never have mercy, because these people are hindering his steps.

Win and breathe the fresh air of the new era.

This is what he pursues.

He thought of Sophia. Any enemy who dares to stand in front of him must pay the price of his life.

Even if it is a one-for-one exchange, he will not retreat.

Perhaps this is the real reason why Sophia is invincible.

Roland quietly discovered that since when, he likes to stand on the top of Baishan Mountain and overlook the whole continent more and more.

Just like Sophia back then.

Standing on the top of the Summer Palace, overlooking the whole city.

There is always a feeling that the whole world is a pawn on the chessboard.

Unconsciously, he seems to have embarked on this path.

When he is not in Baishan, he will hide his identity, go deep into every corner of the world, and spread knowledge.

Although he has obtained all the knowledge imparting achievements and unlocked the true knowledgeable rank, occasionally spreading knowledge is more of a pleasure than a boring job that must be done for upgrading.

Simply put, it is my pleasure.

The day after the Battle of Baishan ended, the strong men who were still immersed in the joy of promotion had a clear message in their minds.

The final return day came a thousand years later.

The afterglow of the old era only lasts for the last thousand years.

Some people are surprised, some feel desperate, and some smile and start planning their last life of feasting and drinking.

When Roland received the news, he was standing on the top of the White Mountain, facing the wind and feeling the sharpness of nature.

This news did not surprise him too much.

The original name of the Seventh Era was annihilation, but it was forcibly changed to rebirth by Sophia.

Since it was annihilation, of course there would not be too much preparation time.

If you are given too much time to prepare, how can you annihilate if you are really ready?

The road to becoming a king is always lonely.

A hundred years passed in a blink of an eye.

Roland, who liked standing on the top of the White Mountain more and more, gradually found that he could never go back.

The time when he was a clerk in the Imperial Post Office seemed so distant as if it was his last life.

The corners of his lips rose slightly. If you look at it from the perspective of ordinary people, more than two hundred years is more than the last life, even three lives, so it is normal to feel distant.

The girl that his sister wanted to introduce to him at that time later died in an alchemy experiment at the age of 27, and she didn't even find a suitable target to marry.

The only advantage of dying young is probably that you don't have to bear the devastating blow of alchemy to your appearance.

On the contrary, Lisa, who is two years older than her, is still as beautiful as ever.

Is Lisa's talent and talent really much better than that of the alchemist Elizabeth?

Not necessarily.

A person's future depends on personal efforts, but the arrangement of fate is sometimes also important.

In addition to Elizabeth, he still clearly remembers the time in the post office.

He is a polymath, how could he not remember these.

Raikkonen, this clever boy, impressed him even more.

Unlike those old ministers who gradually left the world, Raikkonen not only embarked on the path of extraordinary people, but also made rapid progress.

Not only did he keep up with the progress of promotion, he even passed the second Battle of White Mountain completely by strength.

Although he has retired from politics for many years, his hereditary dukedom has made his family a top celebrity in the Sussex Empire.

His father painstakingly sent his only son to Roland in order to give his son a good future.

He won the bet.

When the old man died, Roland personally came to see him off. The old man looked haggard, but there was light in his eyes.

The happiness of ordinary people is so simple.

They don't know that the world is about to restart, and they don't know what kind of pressure those powerful people are under.

Their greatest happiness is that their children are striving for success and their family continues.

Raikkonen did not use special means to extend his father's life.

He is very open-minded. People will always grow old, get sick and die. Even he will eventually leave one day.

But there are not many people as free and easy as Raikkonen. Many important officials who followed Roland in the past began to pursue lives that did not belong to them after gaining power and status, and some even touched taboo areas.

Some tried human experiments, and some touched necromancy.

Roland once dealt with two old officials personally.

More than two hundred years have passed, and some of the meritorious officials who were rewarded in the past are still continuing, while some families have declined or even died out.

In the long river of history, this kind of thing is too common.

Roland, standing like a statue, slowly turned his head because someone came.

In these years, he and his wives have been together more and more, and everyone has a different way to become a strong man. Time is precious.

After enjoying a pleasant time with Christine, she was also immersed in the busyness after unifying the world's faith.

She openly declared that she was the new God of Light and the old God was a false God.

Since then, the power of faith in the Theia plane no longer leaked out, but was directly absorbed by her.

Although her efficiency in absorbing the power of faith was not as good as that of a real god, she had the advantage of monopoly, so it didn't matter if the efficiency was a little low.

Everyone was busy, but this world was like a big ship, which needed a captain to steer the ship.

Roland was the captain.

Now the sailor was coming to ask for instructions.

He looked at the young man who was walking up the mountain quickly and vaguely saw the figure of an old friend.

"Your Majesty, this is an important document that you need to judge in the near future."

Roland took the document, his eyes turned, and he quickly read the document, signed his name casually, and returned the document to the young man.

"You are."

"Your Majesty, I am Vassi Jess, the new confidential secretary of the Alliance Standing Committee."

"Are you the descendant of Duke Novas?"

The young man raised his head excitedly, his lips trembling.

Roland is a great monarch with the title of the Great Emperor, who can be recorded in history. He actually knows his family?

After chatting with the young man for a few words, Roland suddenly asked: "Washi, do you think I am a tyrant?"

Washi's face flushed, and he was obviously a little angry. "Your Majesty, who is so bold, I will kill him now, no, arrest him and bring him to justice!"

Roland smiled and shook his head, "Okay, I'm just asking casually."

He casually took out a golden pen from his private space and gave it to Washi.

"Do a good job."

Washi's anger was instantly replaced by joy, and he was as happy as a child.

Until leaving Baishan and returning to Val City, Washi couldn't figure out who was so rude and dared to say that His Majesty Roland was a tyrant.

"I am indeed a tyrant."

Roland thought silently.

Let personal will become the will of the country or even the whole world, and a thought can make thousands of people lose their heads, which itself has the potential to become a tyrant.

What's more, he has never rejected becoming a tyrant.

Tyrants are not incompetent, but they are just cruel.

In the last thousand years, we don’t need a so-called benevolent monarch, but a monarch who is good at cold-blooded calculation and has absolute authority.

Roland thought of Sophia again.

He thought about it, tapped his toes, and the teleportation array appeared out of thin air.

A flash of blue light, he has arrived at the entrance of the Summer Palace.

This palace has been uninhabited since Sophia passed away.

Roland felt that no one was qualified to live in this palace, so he sealed it up.

Except for a few mechanical puppet servants who were maintaining it, there was no one here.

Walking into the Summer Palace and heading straight to the bedroom, Roland's heartbeat slightly accelerated.

He even had an unrealistic expectation, would Sophia be waiting for him inside?

Unfortunately, what this world lacks most is miracles.

Sophia did not come back, and the bedroom was a little cold.

Houses that have been uninhabited for a long time always lack some human touch, and this place is no exception.

Roland sat down casually and took out the black and white gem that Sophia gave him.

He used to think that Sophia's soul fragments were stored here, but there were none.

If there was nothing, why did Sophia emphasize it?

He stared at the black and white gem carefully and stood up suddenly.

The gem, which was originally the same temperature as the body, suddenly became a little cold.

The gem disappeared, and a black and white soul card suddenly appeared in the air.

[Monarch] Occupational rank two, [Dictator], [Wise King].

Choose one of the two.

Black and white, after all, cannot coexist perfectly, you can only choose one.

Roland seemed to understand something, this was the last gift left by Sophia.

Rumor has it that only the top strong are qualified to fuse the third soul card.

He remembered what the elf Sif said in his dream.

Roland's eyes sparkled.

The opportunity is given, of course I have to use it!

He clicked on the black card surface without any hesitation.

[Dictator].

If there is a choice, he doesn't want to be a [Dictator] or a [Wise King]. He just wants to keep his extraordinary abilities and travel around with his wives every day.

Traveling in the mountains and rivers during the day, and having wild parties at night.

This is the life that a traverser should have, but unfortunately he has no choice.

There is no choice in the Theia plane.

"My world!"

Roland's voice is not loud, but it is full of Sophia's domineering.

The soul card flew into the sea of ​​consciousness and met the [Erudito] and [Paladin] who were originally staying there.

The fierce collision almost tore Roland's soul apart.

It is hard to imagine that [Erudito] and [Paladin] can merge with the [Dictator], which means tyrant.

Card fusion requires the selection of attributes that are as close as possible, or at least not seriously conflicting.

When the three cards were madly hostile, Roland knelt on one knee, and blood continued to spurt from his lips.

He must find the common ground between the three.

For example

"Shut up! I want to create a world that meets my ideals, a world of knowledge, a world of holy light! Only I can create this world, and no one can replace me!"

The three cards stopped in the air.

I don't know how long it took, when Roland was about to collapse, the three cards finally merged.

When the monarch has profound knowledge, firmly believes that he represents light, and is completely dictatorial, there is only one possibility.

[Tyrant]. (End of this chapter)