Man on the ark, forced to become king

If they can do that, it's basically equivalent to being able to withstand natural disasters.

For ordinary people, this is simply unrealistic.

"It's the aura of the king. He's here. Perhaps, he's always been here."

Loretta was also gazing at the sky, which had turned deep purple, watching the meteorite fall wildly. The impact, which shook the earth, reached them, and the aftershocks, carrying a storm, spread across several kilometers. Her pure gold eyes were filled with fanaticism.

Of all those present, she had been with Golden Tree the shortest, but she was the most loyal and fervent.

No warrior in the North is not a madman.

She initially joined the Golden Tree partly out of necessity, and partly out of a desire to seek redemption for her fellow soldiers on the frontier.

However, in that brief encounter, the golden light had already illuminated her heart, which was mired in a dark abyss.

Extreme paranoia is difficult to resolve; it will only lead from one extreme to another.

She truly found her salvation, was given a name, and had a brand new, unimaginable future. All the darkness and prejudice became the fuel for her burning passion, from which a brilliant golden fire ignited.

"Lin Lu".

Skadi stared blankly in that direction, then suddenly pursed her lips, turned around and ran back the way she came, with Loretta following closely behind. The two, who had hardly ever met before, suddenly became the most in sync.

"That's his power?"

Remy, who was being held in Grandia's hand, stared in disbelief. A gust of wind blew in her face, causing her to squint her eyes instinctively.

Some things are pale when written on paper, making it difficult for people to glimpse the truth.

She obtained some battle reports from Mostima and roughly knew the details of the Battle of Lateran, but having never witnessed it firsthand, she didn't feel anything particularly strong.

Now, with the power that had shattered the Lateran army laid bare before her, she truly understood what kind of power it was.

No wonder they lost; how could they not have lost?

That person is a monster capable of creating natural disasters with his bare hands. As long as one does not have the strength to withstand natural disasters, mortals can never match him.

"A little bit, this level is probably just a casual shot. It's obvious he wasn't taking it seriously. Indeed, a mere few thousand artillerymen, why would he take them seriously?"

Grandia shook her head with a wry smile, and her words stunned Remian once again, causing her narrowed eyes to widen instantly.

A tiny bit? A casual click? Not serious? Not worth it?

Although the distance was not close, with her eyesight, she could still roughly distinguish the number and coverage of the meteor shower. That kind of power was enough to rival a small natural disaster, or even slightly exceed it. And this was just a casual strike by that person when he wasn't serious.

What would it be like if they went all out?

Will a vast natural disaster engulf a country, causing the destruction of everything?

It's possible that the entire Lateran territory would be wiped off the map of the mainland...

Fortunately, they ultimately chose to compromise...

"Yes, let's go. Now that he's here, we don't need to retreat. Let's go and finish what we haven't done yet."

Goredia put down the three pendants she was wearing, waved her hand, and offered no further explanation.

Lin Lu's power was something she had witnessed firsthand in Saltwind City. The terrifying Thunder Sea instantly turned tens of thousands of sea creatures into ashes, and the surging magma filled the sea, forcefully supporting a piece of land. That was an incredibly terrifying power.

Moreover, there's that person, the wife of the Golden Tree leader, who wields the Dark Moon, capable of changing the world and shifting stars. The cold moonlight envelops the entire city, effortlessly wiping out all the members of the Deep Sea Church, with no power left over. As the leader, Lin Lu couldn't possibly be without that power.

With all these methods combined, if there truly were gods in the world, they would look something like that.

However, these thoughts are just in my mind; there's no way to explain them. If I were to actually say them out loud, others would probably see them as nothing more than flattery.

After all, people cannot imagine things beyond their own understanding. Some things are not so easy to believe unless you see them with your own eyes.

Anyway, Lin Lu is there, the golden tree is there, there's no need for her to say anything. Let Remyane see for herself, she'll understand sooner or later.

This kind of spell is really just a casual strike.

……

boom!

The last meteorite fell, sending up plumes of dust and mud.

The original snowfield has been crushed by chaotic boulders, turning into a messy and broken rocky beach. In the mud flowing after the snow melts, you can vaguely see some fragments and remains, which are all that is left.

The artillery corps of thousands of men were all buried here; none survived.

Faced with absolute power, all their resistance seemed pale and powerless; they couldn't even utter a cry of alarm before being crushed in the mud by the meteorite falling from the sky.

Without the support of magic, the stones embedded in the earth crumbled one by one, burying the traces of the massacre once again. Lin Lu, standing on the low hill, swept her gaze across the scene without any change in her eyes.

As Graceia said, the Estelle meteorite that annihilated the artillery array was merely a casual strike by him, requiring no effort whatsoever, and without even any fine manipulation.

No need.

If you consider this snowfield as a painting, the Ursus army is the pattern on the painting, and he is the painter outside the painting. With a few strokes of his brush, he can erase the entire pattern on the paper. It's that simple.

The deaths of thousands of people did not affect his emotions in the slightest.

Because the number of enemies he had killed far exceeded that number, sometimes he didn't do it simply because he was too lazy to do it or felt it was unnecessary, not because he couldn't do it.

Life and death are separated by a single thought.

"king!"

The blurry light and shadow swept across hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye, and Loretta was the first to appear in front of Lin Lu. She knelt on one knee, respectfully lowered her head, and the fanaticism in her eyes was almost bursting out.

Goredia and Skadi followed closely behind, taking in the muddy battlefield, and stood beside Loretta, silent and indifferent.

Compared to Loretta, their posture seemed less respectful, but Lin Lu didn't care. He wasn't particularly interested in such formalities either.

"You've done a good job with your mission."

In fact, he had been in Laterano recently and had no idea what the situation was like here. However, judging from the situation, the border troops that Ursus originally stationed here should have been wiped out, which is commendable.

Lin Lu doesn't consider himself a demanding person. He feels that with the team's strength, achieving this level of performance is already perfect enough, and he can't ask for more. The previous retreat was also justified.

Not everyone has his strength. Faced with the large force of Ursus reinforcements, what else can they do but retreat?

Fight them head-on? With just these few people, how are they going to fight?

The situation had developed to a point where it was far beyond their control, which is why he finally appeared and dealt with the artillery unit that arrived first.

Saria and the others had done what they could; now it was his turn, the tall guy, to take over.

"We haven't done enough."

Goredia bowed slightly, her posture respectful. If Agor's colleagues were present, they would surely be astonished to see her in this state.

But in fact, there was no problem; the only two Agorians present did not see anything wrong with it.

Arrogance is something that depends on the person you're dealing with.

Before such a powerful being who wields the power of destruction and is comparable to a god, who could still be arrogant?

“That’s not an enemy you can handle. You’ve done a great job.”

Lin Lu waved her hand casually, and after confirming again, she skipped the topic: "The plan is somewhat different from the original idea. I didn't expect the little emperor of Ursus to do this. Next, before we go to war with Columbia, we have to fight a battle with the army of Ursus first."

“I asked Theresa, and she has urged the entire army to speed up. She is currently leading an elite force away from the main force and heading here. They should arrive soon.”

"Your mission is complete. You can return to the Golden Tree to recuperate, or you can choose to join the next war. I will not stop you."

"If the contribution is outstanding, then there are things..."

Lin Lu shifted her gaze from Greta to Christen, who was hidden behind Saria, and said something pointedly, closing one eye with a smile.

"It's not that I can't turn a blind eye."

Saria clearly still couldn't let go of this old friend, so he didn't mind making an exception. After all, atonement is something that doesn't have a fixed scope or time; how long it lasts is entirely up to him.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Prepare for Battle! Prepare for Battle!

You can never have too much talent.

This applies to countries, businesses, organizations, and small groups alike.

While the presence of top experts and core members is important, the most crucial element for maintaining the long-term prosperity of a force is talent—talent with exceptional creativity.

The wheels of time keep turning forward, the times are constantly expanding and changing, and technology is advancing rapidly. Any force that loses innovation and becomes complacent will gradually be abandoned by time and turn to dust.

The golden tree is no exception.

Immortality and eternity do not mean that something can last forever; nothing in this world is truly indelible.

The so-called invincibility simply means that something has not yet appeared to replace it.

Perhaps, for Golden Tree today, that future is still very far away, and the chances are so slim that they are almost non-existent.

But no matter how small the probability, if it is stretched over a longer period of time, it will become inevitable.

Therefore, constantly attracting talent, embracing other things, and moving forward are the most important cornerstones, and Lin Lu has always done just that.

He allowed the Golden Tree to merge with the Sarkaz's demonic power, incorporate the time power of Chronos, and absorb the authority of gods large and small. He also attempted to encompass the original species and power systems of this world, thereby creating new magic.

He accepts the world's native strongmen, gathers young people with outstanding potential, provides them with resources for growth, and waits for them to become the backbone of the Golden Tree, or even the top strongmen.

He recently conquered Lateran and plans to incorporate their firearms technology into the Golden Tree.

These are all actions taken to acquire talent.

By this standard, Christensen is considered a technical talent that Golden Tree needs, and one of the more outstanding ones.