Man on the ark, forced to become king

Ultimately, all his efforts will pave the way for Talulah to accept Ursus.

This limitation stems from insufficient intelligence, and is not something that the emperor's personal talent can overcome.

If Talulah hadn't needed more time, Ursus would be a completely different place now.

However, times change, and plans are not static.

Lin Lu could allow Talulah time to grow until she takes control of this vast empire, or she could choose not to follow that plan.

At present, Colombia is undoubtedly a higher priority than Ursus, which is embroiled in internal strife. If the emperor doesn't devote his energy to the border, he can still play with those nobles for a while.

But he chose to send his main forces to the border to stop the Golden Tree's conquest of Colombia, so Lin Lu would not give in to him.

An army of 40,000?

Now that you're here, don't think about leaving.

Unlike the previous situation in the southern ice plains, this time Lin Lu did not intend to hold back, because he was in a hurry to get Kazdel's army through Ursus to Columbia.

However, whether or not to take action personally is the question.

Having just fought in Laterano, Lin Lu wasn't particularly interested in slaughtering these ordinary soldiers.

One-sided killing offers very little pleasure.

However, it seems difficult to get someone else to handle this matter unless he takes action himself.

Dealing with an army of this size, including the heavily armored hybrid Wendigo and the Warlock, two of Ursus's top elite units, would be a bit of a challenge for the three sisters, Nian, Xi, and Ling. It's not that they can't do it, but it will inevitably take longer and cause delays.

Lani could certainly take action, but she didn't like carrying out such a large-scale massacre, and Lin Lu didn't really want her to be involved in such matters either.

"Sigh, I'll do it myself."

After much thought, Lin Lu realized that to achieve the best results, he had to do it himself. He sighed helplessly, his gaze seemingly piercing through the smoke and mist, landing on the artillery position several kilometers away.

The sky, covered with dark clouds, was tinged with a deep purple halo.

The relentless cold wind that swept across the snow-covered plains suddenly came to a standstill.

At first, no one noticed the strange phenomenon in the sky.

The artillerymen loaded ammunition methodically, adjusting the trajectory of their shells according to the guidance of the drones, in preparation for the next attack.

The commander observed the bombarded land from the drone's perspective, pondering the next step.

No one noticed that the wind and waves that had been swirling around them had quietly subsided.

Until, the deep purple light shone down, dyeing the pure white snow with different colors.

The commander, holding a tablet, looked up and was astonished to find that the sky above them had changed at some point.

The overlapping dark clouds were shattered and disordered, and hundreds of dense, deep purple clouds covered the sky, with layers of ripples overlapping each other, turning the sky into a boiling, upside-down sea.

A powerful surge of energy poured down!

Like a mountain falling, the terrifying gravity of the sudden impact caused the snow on the snowfield to collapse and sink, and the entire artillery position suddenly sank a large section!

Gravity Magic: Esti Meteor!

The magic that once destroyed the Eternal City has once again bared its fangs in this world.

Irregular stones were squeezed out of the inverted vortex and crashed down with suffocating pressure!

Hundreds of huge meteorites fell toward the earth like floating islands. The wind pressure carried by the meteorites, combined with gravity, made many soldiers clench their teeth and were almost crushed on the snow. The force was many times more terrifying than a salvo of artillery!

In mythology, the gods hurled stars down from their heavenly kingdom, threatening earthly beings with an inescapable doom.

The commander felt a story from a religious text inexplicably surface in his mind, his body trembled, and his entire vision was filled with deep purple light.

How can mortals fight against gods?

This is divine punishment! This is a natural disaster!

But why?

He tried to shout, but could only manage to squeeze out thin, hoarse syllables from his throat.

No one could answer him; the meteor shower falling from the sky would not stop because of his fear and confusion.

boom!

Stones embedded themselves in the earth, light boiled and burst forth in the snow, and the soil buried under the snow layer instantly collapsed and rolled up.

The earth is wailing.

The solid permafrost surged and rolled like water, creating layers of earthy waves, only to be torn apart and crushed into the finest dust by the impact of the next meteorite.

From a distance, it looked as if the entire land in the area where the artillery array was located was turning upside down, with a chaotic storm sweeping everything around it into the turmoil.

Steel bent, twisted, and shattered; stones turned to dust; and even more fragile flesh and bones disintegrated in the collisions of countless meteorites, becoming fertilizer mixed in with the soil.

I need to take a break; I'll update tonight.

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Chapter Twenty-Six: Plans Don't Always Go As Expected

The clouds were shattered by the vortex, and deep purple light shone down from the sky, draping the earth, a mixture of mud and snow, in a thin veil.

The flowing purple obscured the scarlet spreading through the soil.

The operational positions of artillery formations need to change according to the location of the target. Therefore, in order to ensure flexibility of movement, they are not equipped with heavy, high-strength armor; mobility is the priority.

The cloth armor, with its extremely limited protective capabilities, was utterly useless against the meteorite falling from the sky.

—In fact, their heavy armor was useless at this moment. The falling meteor shower could easily crush even cannons made of special alloys. Even the highest-grade alloy heavy armor would not be of much use against such force. Moreover, even if the armor could withstand it, the impact force of the meteors themselves and the gravity magic enveloping them could still kill the people inside the armor.

Now, the only difference is that they die a more gruesome death; in terms of the outcome, nothing has changed.

Whether it was the cannons made of alloy, the armor worn on the body, or the flesh and bones that made up the body, under the dual crushing force of meteorites and gravity, everything was mixed together and turned into mud spread across the earth.

The immense power, comparable to a natural disaster, was far beyond the capabilities of these Ursus soldiers, who were not known for their individual strength. In the instant of destruction, they could not even control their own bodies and could only be crushed by the destructive power of the collapsing earth in despair.

Two thousand? Three thousand? Or five thousand?

Standing amidst the ruins, Lin Lu crossed her arms, her expression indifferent, showing no interest whatsoever in counting the items.

Without sufficient mass, quantity becomes meaningless; whether it's thousands or tens of thousands, they are nothing more than ants that can be crushed at will.

In Lateran, he didn't use much of his power; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he used it all.

But that's because of a variety of reasons.

Mostima's homeland, his fondness for Laterano itself, and his plans for the future—all these factors combined to create Laterano's dreamlike ending.

Ursus did not receive that treatment, or rather, no country after it could ever receive such treatment again. They had no value; anything that stood in their way was destined for destruction.

……

In the distance, Saria and the others, who had been running wildly, stopped the moment the spell was cast and looked back.

What came into view was a vast expanse of sky filled with deep purple vortexes, and a dense rain of falling meteorites.

The terrifying destructive force tore through the snowfield and leveled the low hills, like a real storm whipping up hundreds of meters of snow, vast and magnificent. Even from a distance, one could still feel the ground trembling slightly beneath one's feet.

Is...he here?

The question only flashed through my mind for a moment before the answer was determined.

Because this is not something that requires special thought.

In Saria's knowledge, apart from Linlu, the leader of the Golden Tree, no one else could control a spell of this scale.

One person's efforts are comparable to a natural disaster.

Moreover, she recognized that spell; it was in the library of the Golden Tree's Great Blessing.

The Golden Tree's inheritance of spells, prayers, and even various special powers and items is all out in the open. As long as the requirements are met, any Golden Tree operator can freely choose according to their needs.

Even if you don't need to use or learn some things, you still have a basic understanding of them.

The Estelle meteorite is an example of this.

It is said that this is a spell from an alien beast that once destroyed a powerful civilization located underground. Later learners can only display the tip of the iceberg of its original destructive power.

But in Lin Lu's hands, it truly displayed power comparable to a natural disaster.

The location where the meteorite fell should be the site of the Ursus artillery array, right?

After a moment's thought, Saria determined the exact location of the spell, and her tense nerves relaxed.

There's nothing to be afraid of anymore, because he's here.

Undeniably, Lin Lu of the Golden Tree possesses such abilities; as long as he is present, all fear and anxiety will dissipate.

That's the kind of man he is. He may be a bit casual and unreliable in ordinary times, but he has never disappointed people when it comes to serious matters, and he has never been too late to cause a tragedy.

Powerful and reliable are the common impressions of all Golden Tree operators, not just Saria herself.

Even now, with thousands of artillerymen there and tens of thousands of reinforcements arriving at any time, there is no need to panic as long as he is there.

Perhaps, the moment the Estelle meteorite fell, that artillery unit was already crushed into fragments in the mud.

Saria didn't believe that ordinary soldiers had the ability to survive such power; not a single one could.