Old Lich: Helkhuun Zoren, What the *Leithanian Cursing! / Wing Maker, Launch!
"Fellow countrymen, today is the day to end the tyranny of the Witch King! Follow me into the palace, overthrow the tyranny, and restore peace and order to the world!"
"We will provide the strongest shields and the sharpest spears to support you warriors and pave the way for you!"
In that year, the long-suffering people of Leithanian finally could no longer endure the tyrant's oppressive rule.
Neither nobles nor commoners could endure the endless exploitation.
They took up arms and took to the streets to openly rebel against the Witch King's rule.
As the Witch King Helkhuun Zoren, the ruler of Leithanian, he naturally would not allow the Leithanian to rebel against him.
However, when he tried to cast a spell, he discovered that the Originium arrays inside the towers surrounding his palace had been tampered with by some malicious individuals.
In other words, these towers will no longer respond to their king.
But setting all that aside, the current Witch King of Leithanian, Helkhuun Zoren, is still not afraid of the resistance of the weak and can single-handedly cut through an entire army.
Then he encountered two people, a black one and a white one, Caprini.
Helkhuun Zoren felt as if his opponent possessed 90% immunity to damage.
The spells didn't even scratch their health bars.
His magical barrier was quickly breached by the soldiers, and a young man named Loris Boldin stepped into the Witch King's Tower for the first time.
Helkhuun Zoren knew that defeat was inevitable, but he had long since lost all regret.
A loss is a loss; the victor is king and the loser is villain—there's nothing more to say.
"Lord of Utopia, I am aware of your scheme. Now that this has come to this, do you still not intend to show yourself?"
Helkhuun Zoren glanced around, paying no attention to the rebel army rushing toward him from below the tower. Finally, he fixed his gaze on a corner.
"As expected of the most powerful Originium mage in history, you are the first to be able to see through my presence."
Huang Cao emerged from the corner.
Helkhuun Zoren with his staff, drawing out the surrounding space.
"Every inch of this space is under my control. As long as there are people here, the space will inevitably change. You can't hide it from me."
Simply put, the mere presence of a person will compress the molecules in the air, causing a change in their position.
Originium Arts, terrifying indeed!
Helkhuun Zoren: "At their speed, the rebels below will reach the top in about three minutes, so you have three minutes."
Huang Cao: "I want to make a deal with you. Helkhuun Zoren has been researching the warp for so long, his soul has already established a connection with that space, and death is not your destiny."
In just one minute, the two had exchanged what they needed.
You're all smart people. I'm giving you the opportunity to explore knowledge, but you must work for me.
Helkhuun Zoren realized that his chances of survival were slim, so he readily agreed to Huang Cao's proposal.
As for whether the soul can be controlled by the other party...
This is a problem, but he's willing to take the gamble.
Huang Cao's body disappeared from the spot, and soon after, the sound of armor clashing against each other came from outside the corridor.
Helkhuun Zoren sat on his throne, playing his final melody for himself on earth.
Faced with the provocation of the Twin Empresses, he felt no anger, only tenderness towards his junior.
"Step forward, my people! Rebel against my rebels!"
The Witch King's music transformed into waves of magic, crashing against the rebel army below like ocean waves.
Even if he was destined to die here today, Helkhuun Zoren would never surrender.
In Leithanian, there are only fallen Witch King, not cowards who surrender. If one wins, one can still continue to rule Leithanian.
That night, the tower that symbolized decades of the Witch King's brutal rule was destroyed in the war.
Countless Leithanian soldiers perished in the aftershocks of the Witch King's magic.
Even if the Twin Empresses possesses traits that counter enemies, it doesn't mean everyone else does.
After the war ended, the Twin Empresses pushed Helkhuun Zoren, who had turned into Originium crystal, off the dilapidated tower.
The shattered crystals heralded a new era for Leithanian, and all Leithanian rejoiced.
"Evignad, the war is not over yet."
On the tower, the Black Queen addressed the White Empress with a solemn expression.
The White Empress nodded. "The Witch King's rule has come to an end, but our war has only just begun. Let us move forward and not let the opportunity our master has painstakingly created go to waste."
The electors were also cheering and eagerly awaiting the election of a new Witch King, or perhaps even a direct nomination...
The Leithanian were still basking in their jubilation, but a new struggle had already begun in the country.
The struggle for power is an inevitable drama after war, and the power vacuum left after the death of the Witch King is something that people really want to take a bite out of.
The distribution of benefits among the electors was still uneven, but this situation actually benefited the Twin Empresses.
Favorable timing, advantageous location, and harmonious relationships.
The Twin Empresses have already seized the advantages of timing and location, and the faith of the entire nation has converged on the two of them.
Therefore, we must seize every second now. How much benefit we can gain in the future depends on the operations over the next few years.
Meanwhile, somewhere in a mysterious space in Terra.
Helkhuun Zoren's complete soul awakened from a Seed. He stepped onto the familiar floor, his gaze sharp as he looked at the palace he had built brick by brick.
"I didn't expect you to actually build a castle in the warp. What are those things in the distance?"
The boy's familiar voice came from behind him, followed by a black-haired woman.
"Thanks, Cyber Ghost."
The black-haired girl rolled her eyes at the Huang Cao, and then her entire body turned into Originium and dissipated into space.
"Who is she?" Helkhuun Zoren asked curiously.
"Your Creator," Huang Cao replied.
Helkhuun Zoren wasn't too surprised, because he had long ago realized that there were so-called creations in this world, and even the essence of Originium.
But he never expected that His form would be so similar to his own.
"Mr. Huang Cao, my palace is right here. I would like to ask you, to what extent have you progressed in your research on the subspace?"
Huang Cao shook his head helplessly, "I already have a way to deal with it, but if we're only talking about research, I'm indeed not as good as you."
"This is a Seed, and I need you to take good care of it in this space."
Huang Cao tossed a Seed, larger than a corn cob, to Helkhuun Zoren:
"For various reasons, I cannot dedicate all my time to studying the subspace, and I am also unsure whether certain natural phenomena in the subspace might have an impact on it."
"Before a predator grows up, it is also a prey. You must take care of it until it grows up, and when it bears fruit, you may be able to regain the right to walk on the earth through me."
Helkhuun Zoren nodded in agreement.
Being able to return to that space with his complete soul should have been something to be thankful for.
"Also, here's something for you. Now you can talk to your old friends anytime, anywhere."
Huang Cao handed a leaf to Helkhuun Zoren and tapped it lightly.
The leaf immediately emitted a faint golden light, and then the old lich's voice came from one side of the leaf:
"Helkhuun Zoren, I * Leithanian * swear!"
Chapter 468: The Wing Maker Takes Flight!
The older generation's direct attacks were that simple and unpretentious.
Helkhuun Zoren was humiliated by the lich, and the two old men reached a historic reconciliation amidst their mutual mockery.
Congratulations! Congratulations!
After the subspace issue was resolved, Huang Cao returned to the real world through the Cyber Ghost's portal.
The subspace is not a good place; the sense of disorder is too overwhelming.
And after returning to the real world, the Cyber Ghost disappeared again, this time somewhere.
I'll have her send me a spaceship someday, and she'll be spying on me every day. She should start earning some gold coins by now.
Huang Cao returned to Utopia to prepare for the takeover of Leithanian and secretly provided military support to the still unstable Twin Empresses.
According to the original storyline, under his guidance, the Twin Empresses' political abilities are now no less than, and perhaps even stronger than, those in the original work.
Therefore, the opposition forces within the country should be eliminated soon, and the Elector's army should be no match for the two of them.
But shortly after returning to Utopia, he immediately heard some bad news.
"My lord, the train we invested in in Siergrag has been blown up, and the locals have no intention of providing compensation."
What?
Huang Cao's interest was immediately piqued.
Even major powers like Leithanian and Ursus wouldn't dare to forcibly demolish my property, yet you, a mere little Siergrag, dare to be so arrogant.
This is no longer an ordinary small country; we must take decisive action!
Let's bring our High-speed Battleship to our doorstep and fire a few shells, showing them the power of Utopia.
I've played civilization-building games for so long just to become a powerful nation!
Major powers may still have room for negotiation, because once something is destroyed, rebuilding becomes a form of poverty alleviation.
But as a small country, it doesn't have much infrastructure, not even Mobile City, so what am I worried about!
Huang Cao immediately gave the order to take a few of the newly deployed High-speed Battleship there to show off their power.
But soon, his own legion Legion Commander brought him very bad news.
The reason is simple: large, High-speed Battleship cannot enter Siergrag, because the country has almost no plains, only mountains, and there are hardly any places to set foot.
Huang Cao was completely dumbfounded.
I almost forgot that Siergrag is a country built on snow-capped mountains and plateaus, so large, High-speed Battleship seem rather useless.
Small, High-speed Battleship... to be honest, Master Huang has some, but not many.
Moreover, small, High-speed Battleship don't feel intimidating at all; they don't move with any earth-shaking momentum.
At the same time, they could easily be slapped into thin metal pieces by Yelagond during their advance. The combat power of his own Abundance Warrior was still somewhat inferior to that of the Great Beast, so he shouldn't be so reckless.
Oh no, this country is incredibly weak, but there's just no way to deal with it in the short term.
Being too advanced isn't always a good thing.
Primitive people might be frightened by lightning, but they might actually be unafraid of tanks; ignorance is bliss.
The Huang Cao sent in small High-speed Battleship wasn't to engage in a bloody raid, but merely to intimidate and, at the same time, to indulge in the feeling of being a powerful nation.
"It seems we still need to find a way to improve the military's organization."
A new plan popped into Huang Cao's head: if there were utopian armies on both the sea and the land, then now only the sky remained.
The earth belongs to utopia! The sky also belongs to utopia!
I've chosen you, Wing Maker!
At this moment, it swept across the sky, becoming its own overlord!
But before that, I need to make sure my wives are well fed.
"My ladies, I'm going into seclusion for a while in a few days, so you all..."
Huang Cao glared at his wives with predatory eyes, and then another bloody battle ensued.
After successfully defeating the Great Beast, Sarkaz, and Feline.