A man in the ark was forced to become a king

Then, the natural disaster came.

Wherever there is a golden tree, it is the realm of gold, and everything is invisible.

The team of the Integration Movement was immediately locked by the golden tree, and a pattern that could cover thousands of people rose out of thin air, wrapping them inside.

Before they could recover, the sea of ​​fire and crystals suspended in the sky fell down with terrifying power.

In an instant, flames fell from the sky. Countless shining meteors reflected the fire and fell from the sky. The wind howled and joined together.

The sharp neighing covered all the sounds in the world. The earth was shaking and roaring, and the dust and snow fog rolled up covered all the space within sight.

Standing on the ice field, Tallulah looked around blankly, feeling as if she was still dreaming.

The ground beneath my feet was shaking, it must be the sound of large meteors falling.

The air seemed to be heating up, which made Draco, who controlled the flames, feel a little hot. It was the flames falling from the sky that ignited the earth.

Fire, storms, meteors, and the fearful shouts of the crowd intertwined together to form a bizarre picture, with messy colors daubed indiscriminately, and the whole world seemed to be shattered at this moment.

That...is the power of the golden tree?

In the chaos, only the giant golden tree rising from the ground like a pillar in the sky could be seen clearly even if it was obscured by dust and smoke.

Tallulah, of course, can also see it.

However, she had no time to think.

This area covered with golden patterns has become the only pure land that can be established. Outside the patterns, it is completely a scene of doomsday.

Mud, snow, rocks, and vegetation were all stirred into a ball by the vibrations, and the scorching flames burned and fell on the ground. Although it did not continue to spread, it also burned large areas of the earth to black.

In the light of the fire, the falling meteors were like spikes, driving into the tangled ground, so densely packed that there was no end in sight.

Everything that happened before her eyes was completely beyond her scope of thinking and cognitive limits.

Before this, she had never thought that people could do this.

In the face of a powerful force that can control even natural disasters, does the existence of the army really have any meaning?

She even felt that her teacher could destroy a country by herself.

Usas's army group is indeed powerful and can hold back Bodro Kasti, but even if they are gathered together, put into battle formation, and fully armed, can they still fight against such a disaster?

It is impossible for human beings to resist the destruction falling from the sky. The commander of the Ursus troops already had a clear answer at this time.

They came from outside the ice sheet, carrying the most sophisticated equipment and driving the best vehicles in the empire. The personnel carriers and armored vehicles all covered with special armor were enough to make them invincible on any battlefield.

However, in the face of this disaster, the so-called weapons of war are no stronger than paper and clay sculptures.

The solid armor was smashed by falling crystals, and the refined steel melted in the flames. Everyone fled in panic, relying on experience and luck to avoid nightmare-like natural disasters. The neat war was shattered in an instant.

The command had long since failed. In the terrifying storm that carried the energy of the Origin Stone, the electronic equipment that relied on the Origin Stone all failed, and it was impossible to cover up the sound of the howling wind. All the soldiers became isolated islands in the storm. Each fights on its own and barely dodges.

In the end, the commander who rolled into the muddy water with his adjutant no longer had the strength to shout. He knew that everything was over.

Natural disasters are the most terrifying and fairest things in the world - because they bring equal death.

Regardless of whether they are princes, nobles or civilian soldiers, being involved in it will only lead to destruction, just like they are now.

The sophisticated equipment was extremely fragile, the strict military discipline was like a joke, and nothing else could save their lives except luck.

At the end of his life, the commander just wanted to curse all the ancestors of those great nobles.

They are the most elite warriors in the empire. They should have expanded their territory on the battlefield and traversed various countries. However, because of an inexplicable order, they were sent to the sterile ice field to find something that did not exist or not. Now , and even died in humiliation in an even more inexplicable natural disaster.

Natural disaster or magic, the commander is too lazy to care and think about it. Does it matter?

They were all going to die anyway, their deaths were unclear and worthless.

"Sir! Sir!"

Suddenly, the adjutant's voice came from his ears. The commander raised his head in confusion, opened his eyelids, and found that the adjutant who had followed him for many years was half-kneeling next to him. The neat military uniform on his body was covered with mud and blood, and he was in a mess.

"Sir! The natural disaster has passed!"

"what……"

"The natural disaster has passed! Sir!"

"It's passed...?!"

The commander cheered up and climbed up from the muddy water with his aching body. He looked up at the sky and saw darkness as far as the eye could see.

However, the high-hanging sea of ​​fire and countless crystals have disappeared.

Is this... the end?

The ups and downs of life always come so suddenly. One second, you were deeply in the shadow of death, and the next second, you found that you were lucky enough to survive the disaster.

There is no greater sorrow or joy than this.

However, after all, he was an old man who had been on the battlefield for a long time. The commander quickly came to his senses, and the first thing he thought of was to regroup the troops.

He didn't know how many people survived the disaster, but as long as one person survived, he would take that person to escape from this horrible place.

There is a great terror in the ice field. The figure who controls the natural disaster is not something they can fight against. The bullshit Grand Duke's order is not more important than survival.

"Reorganize the troops and let's go back!"

That kind of inexplicable order, whoever wants to do it can do it. He wants to take his subordinates back to the army of the empire. After returning, he will work out the relationship to see if he can be transferred to other troops.

He would never want to come back to this incomprehensible ice field in his lifetime.

"Sir, we may...not be able to go back."

Just when the commander was thinking about what to do next, an arm stretched out in front of his eyes. The adjutant tore off his sleeve and wiped it with a slightly cleaner area on his clothes. The long and narrow wound was clearly visible, starting from the elbow. It spread to the wrist, oozing with bright red blood.

Around the wound, tiny black crystals grew out of the flesh, causing the commander's pupils to suddenly shrink.

"Origin...infection."

His voice was dry, as if a stone had been stuffed into his throat, making him unable to speak.

A crystal growing in flesh and blood, he knew very well what it was.

In Ursus, this is synonymous with the devil and the absolute original sin. As long as you are wearing the hat of a person infected with ore disease, it means falling from the clouds to the bottom of the valley, and everything in the past will disappear.

There is no place for infected people in this country.

If they return to the army as an infected person, what awaits them will be the cruelest punishment. From a soldier to a prisoner, they will be thrown into a mine that never sees the light of day, without any chance of turning over.

Yeah yeah……

There will be high concentrations of Source Stone radiation in areas after natural disasters. This should have been thought of...

Even if they survive, they won't be able to go back.

The identity of the infected is the greatest sin. Although they are still alive, they are no different from death in Ursus.

"Sir, what should we do?"

The adjutant's voice was trembling, but his firm will forged through years of fighting allowed him to remain calm and not lose control of his emotions.

However, after knowing that his future destiny will be dark, who can really remain indifferent?

"Reorganize the troops, count the wounded, and bury the bodies on the spot..."

The commander narrowed his eyes and gave the order. He still looked calm, but his slightly cloudy eyes seemed to have a cold glimmer.

In the past, he had not paid much attention to the empire's policy on the infected, because they were Ursus' group and the most elite troops.

A large part of the source stones excavated from the infected mines will directly supply the needs of the army. They are the vested interests in this matter.

But now, those with vested interests have become members of the oppressed group, and things they once didn't care about are suddenly magnified in front of their eyes and become unacceptable.

"Then we..."

"I will contact the upper management, but be prepared for the worst, we may not go back."

Infected with oriosis and still want to return to the army?That is simply impossible. The commander knows this very well. The reason why he said this is just to completely cut off some people's unrealistic illusions.

The adjutant understood what he meant, his pupils dilated slightly, and he said in shock: "Are you going to..."

"Why not?"

The commander turned to look at the adjutant's shocked face, with a faint chill in his words.

"No matter what, it's death, you have to choose a way to die."

"If we can't survive, then they won't be able to enjoy it in peace."

……

The conversation between the commander and his adjutant was repeated in many places on the ice sheet after the disaster.

The process may be different, but the results are not that different.

These soldiers are veterans who have been on the battlefield and seen blood. They are not civilians who have resigned themselves to submission. After knowing that they may be abandoned, they will never sit still and wait for death. Anyone who wants their lives must be prepared to lose their heads. .

Sometimes, loyalty also depends on conditions. There is no shortage of fanatics in Ursus's army, but those kind of people are in the minority after all. Most people have their own selfish motives. They are not mindless puppets, let alone knowingly being attacked. Even though he was abandoned, he continued to work for the nobles.

The aftermath of the natural disaster has not yet dissipated. For a period of time, modern communication equipment will not be able to be used in an environment filled with Originium radiation.

This means that before communications are restored, the various troops scattered on the ice sheet due to the orders of the Grand Dukes cannot communicate with each other, nor can they uniformly contact the upper levels. What's more, the golden tree is still exerting influence on the ice sheet. Lin Lu was confident enough to break them up from a complete legion into small groups.

If two organized armies were to gather together, then under their pressure, Ursus' top brass might make a compromise. However, if they use a small group to send people to inquire about the results in primitive ways, they will only get the worst answers.

Even if communication is restored later, the soldiers of the army will no longer believe the hypocritical words of the nobles when people are distracted. Some things, once spoken, can never be taken back.

……

"Let the fire burn. The collapse of the empire begins today."

After landing on the outstretched branches of the golden tree, Lin Lu was in a good mood after observing the conversation between the commander and the adjutant through the perception of the golden tree.

Everything is in plan.

The scale of this natural disaster is large, but it is not enough to cover the entire ice sheet. However, after that, the golden tree will continue to promote the impact of the aftermath. It will not be long before the Source Stone radiation will sweep across the ice sheet, killing all the remaining Ursus soldiers on the ice sheet. Become infected.

When communications are restored, Ursus' top brass will discover that there is an army of tens of thousands of infected people on the ice sheet. What will their expressions be like then?

Ore disease infection is not a big problem for the golden tree, but an infected army transformed from an elite army is enough to become a life-threatening talisman for the Ursus Empire.

Coupled with the sudden loss of three Grand Dukes and the high-level insider Black Snake, no one in the already decayed empire could stop the spread of this fire.

The old things will become the fuel of the flames, and the remnants of the old era will be reduced to ashes in the fire. They will all have to pay the price for their past decisions.

From the burning of the ice field to the emperor's palace, the collapse of the thousand-year empire will begin today.

Chapter 232 Salt Wind City

"This is Iberia, there is no difference"

The off-road vehicle was swaying on the rugged road. Warfarin lay on the window and looked out, her big bright red eyes turning back and forth, flashing a hint of disappointment, and then she lay back on the seat.

Iberia is located on the southern coast of the Terra continent, with Liboli as the main ethnic group. After the Great Quiet, they severed contact with the other countries on the continent. Nowadays, no one knows the situation in Iberia.

Therefore, before traveling, Kelsey considered the difficulties that may be encountered on this journey and specially customized this off-road vehicle from the engineering department.

Although it is said to be an off-road vehicle, it only looks similar in appearance. In fact, this thing can already be called a RV, which can take care of many functions such as lodging in the wild and carrying supplies.

After all, the situation in Iberia is there. Although similar field missions will inevitably suffer, but if conditions permit, who is willing to really eat and sleep in the open, the more comfortable the better.

"Iberia stopped communicating with the mainland countries after the Great Quiet. The royal family also collapsed in the disaster, and even the national defense army collapsed. The people who control this country now should be the Inquisition. As far as I know, their situation is not very good. Well, the concept of just scraping by as a country is still there, with no room for more, so it’s normal for you to feel like it’s the same place as Kazdaele.”

While driving, Kelsey explained that among the three, she knew the most about Iberia. Even if the specific information was not clear, she still had a general judgment.

"This means that the villages and cities here are also as abandoned as Kazdaele?"

Warfarin was petite and didn't even take up half of the space on the wide seat. She looked like a doll on the seat. Her legs in black stockings swayed back and forth with the ups and downs of the vehicle, and she asked curiously.

Although she has lived for many years, she has rarely traveled far away from Kazdaele, let alone to places as far away as Iberia.

Before coming, she briefly imagined what she might encounter, but the dilapidated scene she actually saw was beyond her expectations.

Along the way, they have encountered several abandoned villages, and so far they have not encountered any relatively prosperous big cities. Even the roads for people and vehicles can be seen clearly deserted and overgrown. No one has taken care of it for a long time.

To put it mildly, this is not even as good as Kazdel.

Although Kazdaele has been fighting a civil war for decades and there are battlefields everywhere, there are still a lot of people there, and there are still some basic transportation roads.

But in Iberia, it was as if the entire country had been destroyed in a disaster. It was a barbaric scene where no one could even see it.

"The coast of Iberia has been polluted. Most of the Inquisition's energy is placed there, and there is no time to take care of the cities close to the interior. After the disaster, the army was lost to maintain stability, and the wilderness has become unsafe, so most of the Villages and towns should have been integrated together, and those merged cities are probably located closer to the inland. The direction we are going is towards the seaside, and all we see are naturally abandoned ruins."

Regarding the current situation in Iberia, Kelsey was not sure. Most of what she said were guesses, but she felt that her guesses should not be far from the truth.