Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 101: The Human World

The world keeps going.

While Wu Chen is carefully savoring the customs and culture of the other world and achieving a breakthrough in a field he has never had any experience in, he and everything he has created are causing turmoil in this land.

Wind messages circulated between the palaces and towers of various nations. This method of communication, derived from the "messages" left behind by the Adventers of the past, could deliver crucial intelligence to every corner of the human realm in record time—a painful lesson learned from long battles with the inhuman race. In ancient times, more than one nation had collapsed and perished due to a lack of information.

The Silian Theocracy was the first nation to obtain intelligence because they were the closest and the most powerful.

The high-ranking priests convened an emergency meeting as soon as they received the news. All information related to Dust was gathered in the heavily guarded meeting hall of the Grand Central Temple.

"He destroyed three demihuman kings, annihilated two demihuman kingdoms, and slew a green dragon... It's impossible for such a powerful being to appear in this land without warning. The possibility of it being Player is very high."

"Could he be on our side? Or is this some kind of trap?"

"A hundred years have passed, and another 'Fei Fei' has appeared in Li Yestije. Those ancient dragon kings will surely make attempts, and we cannot back down."

"Will you welcome him back to the Theocracy? Preya's bloodline is priceless to all of humanity..."

"No, there's no need. He has become the regent of the Holy Kingdom and is destined to flourish in the Holy Kingdom. All we have to do is keep an eye on him from behind the scenes and protect him. Just like the Thirteen Heroes of the past... Wait, wasn't Lord Rolandil, one of the Thirteen Heroes, the first Holy King who founded the Holy Kingdom?"

"But there is no evidence to prove that Lord Rolandil is Preya..."

The head priests argued, and in the end, all eyes turned to the Supreme Head Priest, who had the final say. The honest old man simply raised his hand and stated the consensus.

"The situation is special. Since Lord Dust has already established his foundation, we should not disturb him. Regardless of whether he is Pleiades or not, the Theocracy should respond to this grand event in the human world and celebrate the Holy Kingdom's arrival of the Regent."

"Mobilize the Black Scripture. Since the king wishes to determine a world champion, let [Humanity's Strongest] and [Heaven and Earth] participate in the competition as representatives of the Theocracy. Then, have the child prepare. If anything goes wrong in King Dust's tournament, teleport to transfer King Dust immediately."

The chief priests exchanged glances, none opposing the Supreme Priest. Orders flowed out from the Central Grand Temple, and the entire vast kingdom began to operate efficiently.

The Theocracy has already responded.

Behind the Theocracy is the Dragon Kingdom, closer to the center of the continent than the Silan Theocracy, facing the powerful demihuman army. However, this frontier kingdom named after the dragon is the weakest among the human nations.

Because there were no heroes among them, their strongest fighting force was a small group of steel-level adventurers and a Dragon Queen who claimed to possess primordial magic but had never been able to unleash it, and who was said to have one-eighth the bloodline of the ancient Seven-Colored Dragon King.

Drodilon Auriclus.

The Dragon Queen, who had maintained the appearance of a young girl for the sake of ruling, smiled wryly after seeing the news.

Just now, the Dragon Kingdom's third city was captured by the neighboring Orc Kingdom's army, and tens of thousands of its people were brutally massacred. The Sunlight Scripture troops, who were supposed to provide covert support from the Theocracy, were severely damaged for unknown reasons. For a period of time, the Dragon Kingdom could only withstand the attack on its own.

"...Someone who suddenly appeared at the border, someone deviant from common sense? Damn it, why can't we in the Dragon Kingdom have such good things happen? I can even give him the position of regent! Why..."

She suddenly deflated.

"Forget it. The Dragon Kingdom is in such a state right now that we can't allow its precious forces to participate in any major tournaments. We need to give the adventurers more bounties and send a letter of congratulations and apology to the Holy Kingdom..."

Only the young-looking Dragon Queen was slightly stunned.

"Why can't one person...become the king of two countries?"

Her eyes lit up, and she immediately calculated the weights she could give. The letter to the Queen was quickly written, and it didn't take long for it to reach the right place.

The information continues to flow.

In the Baharus Empire, Gilkunif, known as the Blood Emperor, gazed silently at a tower in the distance—the Sage's Tower, home to the empire's patron saint, the Archmage Fluder. Long before Gilkunif's ancestors, this Archmage had served as the Emperor's mentor, maintaining the Empire's rule. But when a deviant, undoubtedly no older than thirty, appeared, proving to be a magic caster, a silent, low-pressure atmosphere gathered at the Sage's Tower.

"Teacher..." The Emperor knew what he had to do. He hated being out of control. If possible, he would even consider visiting the Holy Kingdom in person to offer congratulations. But he also knew that a Regent's coronation ceremony that couldn't even wait for the guests to gather must mean something grave was involved.

The Empire cannot rashly get involved. Nor can it remain ignorant of this.

"Bagede, Lenus."

The two knights the Emperor called out were two of the four most powerful knights in the Empire. Though not yet heroes, they possessed considerable equipment and combat prowess. They were the backbone of the Empire and his right-hand men. Most importantly, they were both counts of high rank.

"Yes, Your Majesty," two knights responded, one male and one female. The male was a sturdy and strong man, while the female had long golden hair covering half of her face.

"I'll write a letter. Take it and some gifts to the Holy Kingdom to offer congratulations. And pay my respects to the Regent on my behalf. If you're interested, you can participate in the tournament. But be prepared to lose."

"Yes," the man replied solemnly, while the woman raised her head slightly.

"But what if we win?"

"Then I will make you a Duke, Reinas. After all, the Empire has no Regent." The Emperor smiled and waved his hand. "Go ahead. It's a long journey. Don't be late or it will be impolite."

The knights left, and he took action.

He felt there was a 70% chance that his teacher, Fluder, would suddenly teleport to the Holy Kingdom. He wanted to ensure that timing was at least before the turmoil in the Holy Kingdom was over.

He took a step forward.

As he made his way to the tower, information about the Wind Swift Technique reached the Kingdom of Re-Estize. And as the truly mediocre king of the Five Human Kingdoms, barely above Calca before he made his decision, Rampussa III's decision was...

"Gazef, on my behalf, you will go to the Holy Kingdom of Lobel to congratulate the Regent."

He gave orders to the kingdom's strongest warriors.

"Then, win the tournament. Let the world know that the most powerful warrior in the human world belongs to the Kingdom of Re-Estize."

"As you command," the burly warrior captain replied in a deep voice. "But, I heard that everyone from the Blue Rose and that dark hero have already departed for the Holy Kingdom. They are both formidable opponents."

"Hmph, you're allowed to bring all your gear and use that ring. You never let me down, do you?"

The king looked at him with a blazing gaze. "The Bahars Empire is becoming increasingly aggressive, but I don't want to engage in an all-out war with that monster, Gilkunif. Therefore, if you become the World Champion, you can at least moderate the Empire. And once the Holy Kingdom's regent witnesses the Kingdom's power, he'll also consider diplomatic matters more."

Most importantly, after winning the World Championship, the nobles in the kingdom would no longer have any reason to prevent Rampus III from ennobling Warrior Captain Gazef as a noble. This would also serve as a breakthrough point for the kingdom's reform plans, which had been repeatedly blocked.

“…I understand.” Gazef nodded vigorously.

"I will bring you victory, Your Majesty."

He then turned around and stepped into an unknown destiny.

The world has changed because of this.

All that had been planned had now vanished into thin air, for Wu Chen knew the extent of his influence and was determined to put it to use.

Information is still spreading, and the Dragon King Council, a nation beyond human civilization, will soon make unusual moves. Demiurge, the hidden Lord of Hell, will soon visit the Toxic King's Court within the central mountains, the lair of the Dragon King's Rotroot. Naturally, the Forest Elf Kingdom, long at war with the Slaine Theocracy, and the loosely affiliated kings of the Aborion Hills will also make moves.

All causes and effects have come to an end.

In the royal lounge of the Kalinxia Library, Wu Chen, who had been busy all night, opened his eyes.

He felt that he was terrifyingly strong now.

(End of this chapter)