Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Chapter 439: The Not-so-Great Soul Ascension

After thinking that the Roman Empire might be conducting a soul-raising ceremony, Drogo contacted Bruce first.

That is, he is the first high priest under Drogo, now a member of the Sage Council among the Soul Raisers, and the main contributor to the "perfection" of the Soul Raising technology.

Given Bruce's current status, there's no way he wouldn't know what big move the Soul Ascender is going to make.

However, after communicating with Bruce, the response he got was that the Soul Ascender did not have any big plans.

In addition to a series of verifications and tests, there is no immediate plan to upgrade the soul, and further demonstration is required.

This sounds reasonable. The Soul Ascenders just have extreme ideas, which doesn't mean they have bad brains.

On the contrary, most of them are quite smart. After all, it is an organization with a high entry threshold, and they have contributed many excellent inventions and creations over the years.

The armored vehicles used on the battlefields of the Roman Empire were probably first proposed by the Soul Ascenders.

There is no reason for such an organization to be so eager to implement a plan that has been anticipated for thousands of years.

We have been waiting for thousands of years, so it doesn’t matter if we wait two more years. We might as well prepare the process in more detail.

Therefore, the extreme actions that the old emperor might take have little to do with the entire Soul Ascending Sect.

For a moment, Drogo thought he was overthinking.

At the same time, Bruce also provided a piece of news that seemed less important but was still worth noting.

The Great Sage of the Soul Ascenders, the supreme leader of the sect, has not appeared in the Sanctuary for some time.

The last time he appeared was during the experiment to verify the soul-raising technology. After watching the small-scale experimental process, he went offline and never logged in again.

The true identity of the Great Sage is the Emperor of the Roman Empire.

So, maybe after he looked at the experiments at that stage, he thought it was feasible, or maybe he was not sure whether it was feasible, but he really had no choice and decided to directly apply that experimental procedure to the Roman people and perform a low-profile version of soul upgrading.

No matter what, there are risks and we have to be prepared.

Drogo needs to complete the soul ascension to prove that the path of condensing consciousness into entity is the "right way to become a god". If the goddess of magic still exists, she should be able to see it.

At the same time, we cannot allow the false god created by Emperor Roman to cause too much damage, and it would be best if there is no loss at all.

To this end, Zhuo Ge came to the laboratory with the highest security and confidentiality level in Shenzhen Research Institute.

The Supreme Ring Laboratory led by El.

Although El is the leader, he is not actually responsible for the development of the latest oversized Supreme Ring.

The idea has been established, and other researchers can also complete the task of increasing the quantity.

The main reason why Elta was no longer in charge of the project was not because of his lack of ability. Drogo was very willing for him to continue leading the laboratory to develop the One Ring to be bigger and stronger.

The main reason is that old Al is depressed.

After confirming the plan to carry out the Supreme Ring blasting in Loman, he agreed but still fell into deep self-blame.

He believes he is responsible for the deaths and injuries of so many civilians, even though it was not his direct responsibility.

Many of his old friends, including Drogo, Flynn, and members of the Mage Association, have tried to enlighten the old elven wizard.

Everyone agreed that it was their emperor who caused the deaths of so many Romans.

If Emperor Roman had not launched such an extreme war, the Supreme Ring would naturally not have detonated the city.

El said he understood, but he just couldn't get out of it.

For him, the original intention of developing the One Ring was, as Drogo once described, to use a weapon powerful enough to destroy the world to deter all major powers from launching large-scale wars again.

As for small-scale conflicts, El does not expect small wars to disappear from the world.

Those races are all too keen on killing each other, or killing their own kind.

In short, he had no intention of using the One Ring.

At least not for big cities.

Just use it on a display area, even if it's just for the army, to let all countries know the power of the Supreme Ring.

The end of the Roman War was actually using one thing he didn't want to see to end another thing he didn't want to see.

leading to mental problems.

According to El's own account, he now always has visions of the city being destroyed in white light and countless people struggling in pain due to elemental mutations.

This made him pessimistic about the fate of the entire world. Perhaps the creation of the Supreme Ring would not stop wars between countries, but would eventually destroy all intelligent races under this weapon.

So there was no choice but to let Master El rest.

Maybe I can come up with some literary work on the subject of nuclear doomsday while I'm recuperating.

It is not impossible that the Felin Wasteland theme was born...

After El's position became nominal, the laboratory's pace did not stop, and the iteration work of the Supreme Ring was carried out step by step.

Drogo came to the laboratory and saw the real oversized One Ring.

To be honest, it can no longer be considered a ring.

The diameter of the ring is as high as 2.6 meters. Even if Drogo returns to his original size, he will not need a ring with such a large diameter.

However, the overall shape is still ring-shaped, consisting of three entangled rings.

The appearance reminded Drogo of the diagram of atomic structure in a textbook.

It’s just that the three rings are not so far apart, are relatively compact, and do not deviate too much from the horizontal plane.

“This thing shouldn’t require a ring bearer to trigger it, right?” Drogo asked.

The researcher immediately replied, "No, this type of Supreme Ring can be activated at a scheduled time. We just need to drop it at the target location and wait for it to detonate."

“Have you ever conducted actual tests?”

"As for the overall detonation experiment, we haven't done it yet. We've only conducted simulation experiments in the consciousness space. However, except for the explosion module, all other modules have been tested and there are no problems."

"Could there be something wrong with the explosion module?"

"This……"

The researcher hesitated for a moment before answering, "Theoretically, there is no problem, because the detonation principle is the same as that of the basic Supreme Ring. It's just that the power is amplified by adding more. We are already very skilled in manufacturing the basic Supreme Ring, so there shouldn't be any problem."

"So how long will it take to make another one?"

"The construction period is estimated to be about forty-five days."

"It may be too late. This One Ring must be taken away. At the same time, the manufacturing and testing of the new one must be started as soon as possible to prevent any problems with this one. It is also for backup." Drogo ordered.

The head of the laboratory nodded and immediately arranged for people to start the execution.

As for what Drogo meant by "it might be too late", the researchers didn't know and didn't ask.

Soon, Drogo packed up and took away the large One Ring and a team of controllers.

Before leaving, Drogo suddenly remembered, "Have you named the new One Ring?"

"Super Large Supreme Ring."

"No, I meant the name."

“That’s the name.”

"Isn't this the name of the project when the experiment was established?"

"We all agreed that it was appropriate, so we kept the name," the lab director replied as a matter of course, "A more accurate name would be 'Super-powerful Supreme Ring with 2400 times enhanced lethality and destructiveness.'" Drogo picked at the scales on his nose helplessly.

The naming issue may be a difficult problem for the Drogo Group to unify from top to bottom.

"Forget it. From now on, all supreme rings of this kind will be named Big Ivan."

"I feel that this name is not as appropriate as the original one." People from other laboratories also nodded, expressing their deep agreement with the person in charge's remarks.

"I hope that when you have children in the future, you will call them 'economically destructive, gene-perpetuating, carbon-based organisms.'"

"It's not..."

"Just call me Big Ivan!"

On the one hand, the control team was preparing the deployment plan for Big Ivan, while Drogo used a video call to contact Figosin, who was still holding meetings every day and working with various countries to study how to "divide the Roman pork".

Of course, the distribution of pork has little to do with what the Roman Empire itself thinks.

For Figosin, this part is more tiring than fighting.

The top leaders of other countries are mostly traditional aristocrats. The wind of aristocratic reform has not yet reached their land, but it will probably come soon.

These traditional nobles, especially those in charge of meetings, have one thing in common: they like to show off their cultural level by being a bit literary.

In other words, not speaking human language.

This made Figesin, who was accustomed to Sutton's new administrative management style, exhausted and miserable.

When he answered the video call, he looked like he hadn't slept well for several days, and was extremely irritable, but had no place to vent.

There's a frustrating feeling of wanting to drive furiously but not being able to.

If I remember correctly, Figosin is a totem warrior in the Barbarian class, and his totem is a deer, which is very suitable for rampaging in the meeting room...

"What's the matter? I'm trying my best to get more benefits for Sutton."

The unfortunate child even spoke weakly.

Fortunately, the Foreign Secretary went with her, otherwise she would not have been able to cope with it.

"Yes, it is very important. When will the negotiations within the coalition be concluded?"

"Maybe, another week or two?"

The tone was not very certain.

"You should be the one doing this job. You are so good at talking to people, and you are also the Duke of Protectorate. You are a perfect fit."

"The question of who should go is no longer important. The question now is, have you ever thought that the Romans agreed to various conditions so quickly because they are stalling for time and want to make some big moves?"

Hearing what Drogo said, Figosin immediately perked up.

"It's not that we haven't considered it, but based on the information we have now, Roman no longer has the ability to counterattack. More than half of the troops have surrendered, and there is a shortage of armaments. That's why the coalition has had so much time to negotiate."

"My suggestion is to put the negotiations aside and first take down the military strongholds in Roman. The garrisons and the original Roman army should be disbanded, and the national defense formation should be dismantled as soon as possible. Then, the most elite troops with the best equipment should be deployed to surround the Roman capital, and then we can figure out how to divide the benefits. I suspect that the Roman emperor may have a forbidden technique in mind, and is ready to perish together."

Drogo did not mention that the Soul Ascenders created false gods. First of all, it sounded too strange, and in order to prove this statement, a lot of nonsense was inevitable.

Figesin thought for a while and replied, "I have always believed that this is more reasonable, but as for the garrison, who will be stationed, how many people each side of the coalition will send, and where to station, it is a question of interest in itself."

"..."

This silenced Drogo.

That makes sense. The dispatch of troops can basically be understood as a matter of territorial division, so it is indeed related to interests.

"I can't stand it anymore. This broken coalition needs someone to take charge. You should push this process forward. First, make all the countries listen to you. Whoever disobeys the Supreme Ring will be bombed. After you promise to do all this, you can sit down and discuss how to divide the benefits."

Although power is not a good thing, sometimes it is really useful.

"This is not good."

Figxin said this, but his face didn't show that he felt it was a bad thing.

No matter how you look at it, it seems like they've wanted to do this a long time ago, but they've never gotten support. And if the One Ring is to be used, Drogo needs help.

"That's good, they'll thank you later."

……

After a brief exchange of information, Figesin agreed to enforce the plan at the next meeting.

And Drogo began to plan how to deal with the false god formed by consciousness.

As the final backup measure, Big Ivan did not intend to use it directly. He thought that since there was finally a target, he might as well experiment with all the firepower that had not yet been put into use and was in the testing phase.

And find out what kind of strength the collective consciousness that has been raised from the soul has.

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Roman Empire, capital.

In the imperial city which has not yet been fully restored.

The old emperor of the Roman Empire was holding a wine glass and looking at the dense crowd in the city.

There was no sign of the loss of a defeated man in him. On the contrary, he seemed to have a sense of relief as if he had put down a heavy burden.

It seemed like nothing mattered to him anymore.

As for the dense crowds in the city, he was the one who let them in.

Before that, he summoned all the patriots of the empire to the capital, saying that he had something important to announce, but he did not say what it was.

This did attract quite a few people. There were quite a number of blind citizens in the Roman Empire who truly believed that the emperor was above their lives.

These people held on to their last hope, hoping that the emperor still had one last resort to lead them in fighting back.

The number of people coming to the capital far exceeded the city's carrying capacity.

Now the city is full of people, and most of them can only live on the streets like wandering refugees. The better ones can set up tents, while the worse ones have to use the sky as a roof and the ground as a bed.

Even so, they still believed in the emperor.

They believed that the suffering they had endured was caused by those hateful foreign enemies.

At this time, they trusted and respected the emperor and summoned the court magicians.

"Are you ready?"

The Grand Master of the Palace Mage Corps bowed his head humbly, "All conditions are ready, but..."

"But what..."

"Forgive my ignorance, I cannot see what the purpose of these prepared spell inscriptions is. It is possible that they cannot be fully cast."

The head wizard spoke truthfully based on his understanding of magic.

In his opinion, the emperor's arrangement was indeed very strange. Maybe he was insane after the defeat? But he didn't dare to say.

Until the imperial system is truly abolished, the emperor remains the emperor.

"Of course you can't see that this is a chance for revenge!"

The emperor's eyes were full of madness.

(End of this chapter)