Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 403 Explosion!

At six o'clock in the morning, the sky was gray and foggy, bringing an invisible depression.

Although it was summer, the smog in Backlund today seemed thicker and more pungent than usual, and the sky was also much darker.

"It fits the weather for the birth of 'Shadow of Order', doesn't it?"

At the entrance of the magnificent mausoleum, George III had a dark look in his eyes as he took in the capital of the Kingdom of Loen, the "City of Hope" under his rule.

There was a scrutiny in his eyes, as if he was judging whether his actions were correct. Past scenes seemed to appear before his eyes, and the history of the city was churning in his mind.

He saw the homeless people in the East End and the dock areas who toiled day and night and whose lives were arbitrarily exploited.

Those people usually don't exist for three generations because they will be taken away by cold, hunger and disease at any time, falling like straw, waiting for a new wave of people to take their place.

He saw the chimneys standing in the factory area. Thick white exhaust gas was discharged from the top, spreading upward little by little, and finally faded into nothing, just like evidence of a crime being erased.

The workers work day and night, reversing their working hours. In the factory, in front of the machine control panels, and on the edge of the furnace, sweat and blood flow at the same time, and their lives become cheap machines made of flesh and blood.

He saw countless cheap rental houses stacked up in the Qiaowud District, which were populated by a large number of residents of all kinds and shapes.

Among them were thieves, hooligans, streetwalkers, gangsters, cooks, servants, female workers, lawyers, as well as low-sequence Beyonders and wanted criminals. Each of them had their own unspeakable sufferings, their own hardships, and lived as hard as weeds.

He saw the North District, Hillston District, and Queens District. That was the most beautiful and prosperous area in the entire Backlund, with magnificent private villas and mansions.

A huge crystal chandelier was hung high, shining with colorful glass. Servants brought wine and delicacies to the long dining table like a stream. Amid the aroma of luxurious food, elegant gentlemen and beautiful ladies danced under candlelight.

The lights are bright and brilliant.

"gorgeous."

George III paused for a long time at the last picture, revealing a satisfied, complacent and proud smile.

"As expected of Backlund, the 'Capital of All Capitals'."

It is worthy of being the most dazzling "City of Hope" in the country he governs.

But such a beautiful city is not worthy of Him. After becoming a god, His kingdom will be countless times more beautiful than Backlund.

There were light footsteps, and in the dim light, a face that looked somewhat like George III, but obviously more weathered and majestic, appeared. The old man whose portrait was printed in the center of the "Ten Pounds" banknote walked over with a steady tone.

"The path to becoming a god is too difficult. Even if everything goes well, the success rate is only 40% to 50%. Don't let your guard down."

He is William I the Protector, the ancestor of the royal family, and the "Hand of Order" of Sequence One of the "Arbitrator" pathway.

This old man in the history book, with his many years of experience, felt vaguely uneasy, so he came specifically to warn his descendants and to take protective measures at the same time.

George III smiled with an overconfident smile and spoke fluently:
"Don't worry, I will remain vigilant at all times and will not relax until I reach the throne."

He changed his tone and smiled less respectfully, "The new invention provided by the Church of Steam can complete the godhood ceremony more perfectly. I have a higher chance of ascending to the throne of god."

William I frowned and nodded reluctantly after a while.

"The Church of Steam has indeed made a lot of efforts. Did they make any requests to you?"

"I did make two requests, but they were not a big deal."

George III didn't seem to care much and replied indifferently:
"Cooperate with the Aurora Society and the Witch Cult to adjust the 'Great Smog' that was originally used to cover up the number of missing people. No one is allowed to die. The agents of the two parties must be eliminated before the 'Great Smog' occurs."

"With the machines invented by Bonova, the construction of the mausoleum is more than ten times faster than before. We no longer need so many people. The 'big smog' is dispensable. I have already captured 'shepherd' Mr. A and 'witch of pain' Panatia, and will execute them later."

"Haha, this will prevent our cooperation with them from being leaked."

William I's eyebrows relaxed, as if he had not expected the conditions proposed by the Steam Church to be so simple. He nodded slightly:
"It really doesn't matter if more or fewer civilians die. So what's the second thing?"

George III's expression cooled slightly, and he seemed to be filled with anger. This anger was not directed at the conditions of the Steam Church, but at another target.

He looked at the gray sky and said in a bad tone:
"The second thing is easier. Bonova reminded me that the Feysac Empire has begun a full-scale invasion of the Loen Kingdom."

"The advance troops will use airships to bomb Backlund. They will arrive in a few hours. The fleet in the Sonia Sea is also approaching. The war is about to... no, the war has already broken out!"

“He asked me to take precautions in advance and not to deliberately allow the enemy to let the lower-class people die, and then use the suffering of the dead and wounded as an excuse to make speeches.”

The Feysac Empire is a war power. In terms of military strength alone, it is the strongest among the four major countries. The main reason is that the mainstream Beyonders in the Feysac Empire are "Hunters".

"Hunter" is the most adaptable way of war, representing pure destruction and ruin. A single "Hunter" is not particularly powerful, but a "Hunter" with a team is the most terrifying existence on the battlefield.

Especially after reaching Sequence 3 "War Bishop", there is a huge difference in strength between a "Hunter" with or without a legion or teammates.

William I frowned deeply. "It came faster than expected... However, these two requests do not seem to be of much help to them."

He originally thought that the Steam Church's conditions would be to allow the royal family to better promote and support their church, or suppress the other two churches.

Since when did the Steam Church care so much about the lives of ordinary people? Even if it was just a show, these things couldn't be announced to the public...

As if sensing his ancestor's surprise, George III smiled slightly.

"These insignificant conditions are worthless. It clearly means that the Steam Church does not intend to make any conditions to me at this time, but to let me repay the favor after I become the 'Black Emperor'."

"This is a good thing. When I become equal to the Seven Gods, I will have to decide which gods are allies and which are enemies..."

Seeing that George III was too complacent and had even begun to plan for his life after becoming a god with a smile on his face, the "Protector" frowned and said nothing.

After thinking carefully for a long time and making sure that there were no omissions, He nodded.

"With 'that person' secretly helping you, your godhood ceremony will surely go smoothly..."

"Heh, 'that' is helping himself by helping me. Only I can become a god, defeat the Feysac Empire, drive the tide of the times, and help him become a god."

George III sneered, and his tone gradually became superior and full of majesty:
"They planted the Psychological Alchemy Society among the royal family and nobles to secretly manipulate the situation. I know all of his little moves behind the scenes, but everyone backed down and didn't want to tear each other apart."

"You are still too young to know the horror of 'that person'."

William I sighed helplessly, "The Audience's methods are not easy to discover. If you can discover them, it must be because they let you discover them on purpose. After becoming a god, 'that person' will be even more difficult to deal with..."

He frowned and thought for a while, but finally shook his head, raised his eyes to look at the morning light in the sky, and his tone became slightly softer.

"We can plan everything after you become a god. Go, the time is almost up. We will protect the mausoleum."

The "protector of the country" turned around, his eyes became cold and cold, and he began the work of guarding the mausoleum.

George III smiled slightly when he saw this. With the protection of his ancestors and royal angels such as Drinker, he really didn't have to worry about anything. He took one last look at Backlund, then he slowly walked towards the depths of the mausoleum with a smile.

…………

Twelve o'clock, St. Hilleran's Church.

Bonois is in a secret room in the church, surrounded by a huge machine that is beyond the current era and composed of countless complex and sophisticated mechanisms.

In the process of hunting the "Hidden Sage", Lu Ke unsealed the knowledge sent by him, which was both a notification and a reward. The "God of Steam and Machinery" is transforming into the "God of Electric Energy and Information Technology".

The final "screen projection" debugging work was completed. He clenched the small round bead in his hand, his indifferent face calm, and pressed the button in front of him as accurately as a machine.

……

At the same time, inside the Sodrak Palace.

On the most magnificent bell tower in Backlund, two soldiers in armor clenched their giant hammers and smashed the hanging golden bell with all their might.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The magnificent bells rang continuously, echoing in every corner of Backlund.

The residents, who had received orders long ago and knew that there would be an extremely important speech today, did not panic.

They came out of their houses and came from their streets, like splashing water, merging together at the intersection to form a stream.

The creek rushes forward, and multiple streams converge and interweave into a majestic torrent at the entrance of the square.

The torrent rushed slowly and flooded the square.

Such scenes appeared in Backlund, Tingen City, Constant City, Bayam, and in Port Enmat, Port Pritz, Port Bansi, and Stoen City.

Appeared in every city in the Kingdom of Loen, East Balam, and the Rosted Islands.

As countless people were looking forward to it, in the square, the so-called "projection screen" that had been installed all over the country, like a huge curtain, suddenly lit up.

The "projection screen" showed the king that every Loen person was very familiar with - "George III".

A deep, steady, soothing voice sounded.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am your emperor, the ruler of Loen, East Balam, and the Rorsted Islands, George Augustus III."

"Since I took over, I have been thinking about how to make this country better. Over the years, I have reduced taxes, closed factories, supervised the improvement of the Poor Law, promulgated the Corn Law and many other reforms, making the country prosper."

“…We can be better.”

"George III" made the usual opening remarks like every experienced politician, speaking of his greatest achievements in the most humble manner, while performing the most sincere and false drama.

With vivid words, efficient gestures and improvisation depending on the audience's reaction, "George III" synchronizes all the audience, making them cry and laugh with it.

It's like a blissful psychedelic experience.

"Next year, the Kingdom of Loen will establish diplomatic relations with more countries, and our country's goods will get better prices. Next year, trade taxes will be further reduced, so that every ordinary person can have enough food and clothing. Next year, there will be more employment opportunities across the country, and a greater development prospect..."

"In the name of Emperor George III, I will lead Rune to a more distant and better future!"

The last sentence was filled with indescribable majesty. All who heard it lowered their heads involuntarily, clasped their hands, and silently recited:
"In the name of Emperor George III!"

…………

In a mausoleum somewhere, the real George III opened his eyes. He put on a black crown that seemed real and illusory, took out a bottle of ink-black potion and drank it all.

His body began to change the direction of the Order Shadow, expanding and extending in a wonderful state.

The nine mausoleums are islands in the ocean of nothingness and are part of the entire rule. The "Emperor George III" that the people recite at the same time during the ceremony is countless, densely packed lighthouses that anchor Him together, preventing Him from being completely separated from reality and becoming part of the shadow of order.

He felt the progress and smiled brightly.

In a little while, no more than two minutes, he would become an eternal god, standing alongside the Seven Gods, the 'Black Emperor' who ruled the reality!
At this moment, he sensed a sudden presence of energy in the outside world.

…………

Outside the mausoleum, William I stood silently, watching over every detail diligently.

The "memory" and "observation" of the "arbitrator" at the level of "Hand of Order" have been elevated to the point where they can sense any changes in the governance area.

Suddenly, William I's face twitched, he raised his head, and issued the "Law" in a hoarse voice.

"No trespassing allowed!"

Endless brilliance enveloped the entire ruins. The powerful field caused the invisible microorganisms in the air and the ants and insects on the ground to stop moving, as if they were restrained.

Then, twelve-segmented ring-shaped “Time Worms” emerged from these creatures. The “Time Worms” quickly gathered together and transformed into a young man wearing a pointed hat and a monocle.

Amon the Blasphemer.

He seemed to sigh from the bottom of his heart, raised his hand to push his monocle, and smiled gently.

"Although I was discovered on purpose, but...isn't it good to be alive?"

William I's face turned pale and he said nothing.

He certainly knew the gap between himself and the "blasphemer", who was ranked first among all the "Angel Kings".

This "protector of the country" did not say much. His descendants were about to become gods, and he could not retreat!
He secretly notified all the angels guarding the mausoleum to come, took a deep breath, and issued the second decree.

"No stealing allowed here!"

……

On top of the bell tower, a figure stood on the railing.

Lu Ke watched the speech below leisurely. His expression changed slightly, and he felt that all the more powerful beings were rushing to the same place.

He smiled and raised his right hand.

Along with this action, a stream of red light sounded from the depths of the palace and rushed towards him at almost the speed of light.

The last “Conqueror” extraordinary characteristic!
(End of this chapter)