Successors of all mankind

I have made you almost the second most powerful person after me!

In order to establish a banner for himself, a banner of legitimacy, he claimed the title of Marquis of Coron, a nominal member of the royal family.

It can be said that they received the most preferential treatment.

I thought it would be a heartwarming story of reciprocating kindness, but it turned out I was the one who made a fool of myself!

Wait, could it be that the one who actually betrayed us wasn't Colin, but Raphael and his group?

If one of the three was bound to betray him, Bourbon II would obviously prefer to accept the other two.

After all, he desperately needed the support of Corinth, this nominal branch of the royal family.

Moreover, he gave Colum the most benefits.

The call to the Marquis of Corinth was delayed for a few seconds before being connected.

It was as if the other person didn't want to talk to him at all.

But Bourbon II was still deceiving himself, saying things like the battlefield was too intense and the signals were distorted.

But the voice that came through the communication channel afterwards completely shattered his illusions.

"Bourbon II, you rebel, have betrayed the Sun King, betrayed your country, and sided with the church, becoming a lackey of these heretics."

"I will not associate with you!"

Hearing the Marquis of Corinth's resolute voice, Bourbon II angrily grabbed a teapot beside him and smashed it at him.

But it was useless, because he only hit a communicator, not even the other party's holographic projection.

"If that's the case, why are you abandoning your position!"

"It's simple, traitor. Only this way can we truly cripple you! You and I both know that at that point, even if I continued to hold on, I couldn't turn the tide."

In a nationwide rebellion, the gain or loss of a key route actually has little impact.

But now, a quarter of Bourbon II's troops are locked in 'fratricide'.

Kolen took away nearly one-fifth of his troops, and then used those soldiers to inflict a crushing defeat on Raphael and his companion.

This is the real devastating blow.

Especially:

“Traitor, you should see Her Highness now, right? How does it feel? Are you going to turn back to me and then turn your back to Her Highness?”

"Should we still rely on a force that's only three-quarters full, and whose continued trust is uncertain, to face another divine being?"

After he finished speaking, the communication from the Marquis of Corinth was unilaterally cut off by the other party.

All that remained was Colin's incredibly sarcastic and hearty laughter.

Similarly, on the real Marquis of Corinth's communication channel, the only remaining sound was Bourbon II's maniacal laughter after being betrayed time and again:

"Kill them! That's it! Kill them all! Kill all the traitors! Hahahaha!"

The Marquis of Corinth shook his head repeatedly upon hearing this.

The crown prince is going insane.

However, it's true that with traitors appearing one after another, it's impossible to withstand the constant threat.

Fortunately, I've always been on the right track!

Everything they 'heard' and 'saw' aligned with their own understanding of the situation and their perception of the 'traitor'.

It makes perfect sense; no one would doubt that they weren't actually traitors, but that they were all being played.

All of this was perfectly conveyed to Yule.

"Sir, the broadcasting center has sent us a message informing us that your plan has been a great success, and that it could easily sow suspicion among the remaining Bourbon II's followers, or even cause them to 'accidentally' clash!"

Yu Le raised his hand and said:

"Wait a bit longer, until we're truly in control before we make our move. For now, let's give Bourbon II some time to feel that he can trust his men."

The emperor needed to give Bourbon II a chance to breathe, after all, the real killer move should be used at the crucial moment.

If we use it now, it will most likely allow Bourbon II to escape.

After all, no matter what, he is a descendant of a god.

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Bourbon II stared at the shattered teapot and the destroyed communicator.

He then turned his head and glanced at the commanders standing in front of him.

The command room was so quiet that everyone could hear their own breathing.

They were contemplating how to prove their loyalty to the emperor, who had clearly begun to doubt them all.

To their surprise, Bourbon II actually sat back on his throne.

Then he said to them:

"If any of you still want to stand on the other side, then I will allow you to leave now. I will not attack you, nor will I pursue the matter."

He paused, looking at those who were either looking down or glancing to the side:

"Because no matter what, we fought side by side. I did lose my temper just now, but because of that, I realized that I was being too harsh on my comrades."

“It’s normal that you can’t trust someone you’ve just met. So, whoever else is here, leave now.”

No one spoke. Bourbon II waited for a while, and they just looked at each other.

This made him laugh, and then he waved his hand and said:

“That’s right. How can I let you leave? I order all of you to immediately take your troops and advance thirty miles in different directions. That’s a distance from which you can escape.”

"At the same time, I also give the order that if there are still loyal and righteous people among you, you must not attack anyone you see defecting! Unless they attack you!"

This move surprised everyone.

Bourbon II, however, spoke with unparalleled magnanimity:

"Go, carry out my orders!"

This caused his vassals to look at the emperor sitting on the throne in astonishment.

He did indeed lose his composure, and for a long time, he lost the honor of his golden lineage, becoming a terrorist.

But now, he has regained the demeanor of a descendant of gods.

At least for this moment, he was worthy of the title of king.

Subsequently, all of Bourbon II's vassals bowed and left.

After watching them leave, a figure appeared behind Bourbon II.

The other person had eight enormous mechanical arms on their back, and wore a gray robe embroidered with gears and skulls.

His face was completely replaced with various mechanical parts, and you could even see the constantly rotating gears exposed on them.

He had no doubt that the members of the Human-Machine Cult were the only ones capable of such exaggerated mechanical modifications.

Of course, they call it an upgrade!

It is obvious that flesh and blood are weak and feeble, while machines are eternal.

"You are becoming more and more like a true king. At the same time, please rest assured, Your Majesty, His Holiness the Pope has asked me to tell you that he has also sent a ceremonial army to protect you!"

Bourbon II's choice, in his view, was extremely politically farsighted.

First, stop internal suspicion and prevent the entire army from collapsing.

Secondly, it restored his orthodox demeanor as a divine king, enabling him to win back the hearts of the people.

Listen to this truly good news.

This also allowed Bourbon II to relax his tense shoulders.

Great, the Human Machine Cult's protectors are no ordinary force.

They also highly modified themselves mechanically, and were equipped with countless ancient technologies discovered by the Human-Machine Cult.

It is one of the strongest armies in the world!

With their support, we won't lose.

"How long will it take them to arrive, Skoda the Wise?"

This sage, who had already reached the pinnacle of technical priesthood, looked in one direction and said:

"They were previously stationed in the frozen ground to guard against enemies on the snowfields, and they should have already set off."

When they received that divine revelation, the first pope, or rather, the first priest and the first nun of the Human Machine Cult.

These two people laid the foundation for human faith.

They went down different paths.

The priests established the Human Machine Cult, which began to focus on divine mechanisms, hoping that they could rely on these ancient technologies that deconstruct humanity to completely break free from their dependence on this divine civilization.

The nuns established a sisterhood, still following humanity, but it continued to split internally, becoming one sisterhood after another with different views on human faith.

But regardless of what they left behind, how it ultimately ended up.

They were all wary of each other.

So the nuns went deep into the frozen land, while the priests left behind an army to monitor them from the frozen land.

However, things are unpredictable. With the changing times, the behemoth that was the Human-Machine Cult began to decay and degenerate in an indescribable way.

So much so that they still maintained a powerful fleet for the frozen lands as a watchdog.

It's just that even the current Pope probably can't explain what this army is there to monitor.

A unit whose purpose is unknown even to the highest levels, yet it has maintained its organization and continued to be supplied to this day.

It sounds unbelievable, but for the human-machine cult today, it's perfectly normal.

In their desperate expansion in an attempt to escape the apocalypse, they acquired so much that they also forgot so much.

Furthermore, their fear of the Apocalypse prevented them from making any changes to many things they didn't know were useful and had already forgotten.

Now, the Pope has decided to put this previously unused force to a real purpose—to support Bourbon II.

Then they destroyed the Zero Ruins and stole the Messiah's horn.

When the massive fleet sets sail from the shipyard.

The commander sighed with relief that he could finally leave this hellish place and end the surveillance he had been keeping on someone he still didn't know.

Before leaving, he caught a glimpse of what appeared to be several black dots on the snow-capped mountains ahead through the porthole.

No, that seems to be a person, and a nun at that?

Are there nuns here?

Chapter 98 Let's Start the War (4k)

Prince Bourbon II, or Napoleon I who proclaimed himself emperor.

He had completely relaxed; the papacy's guards were on their way.

With the troops at my disposal, there will be absolutely no problem in taking back everything that is rightfully mine from the guy who murdered his own brother!

Although I experienced a minor setback...

This made him glance at the communication terminal that hadn't been replaced to this day, which still had shards of porcelain he had smashed on it.

"They're nothing but a bunch of clowns who don't know what's good for them!"

He ultimately gave this assessment.

And soon, his servant brought him good news:

"Your Majesty, all the officials have returned with their taxi drivers; not a single one has escaped!"

The servants were overjoyed, believing this to be the best news for the current situation.

This shows that the remaining officials are all loyal and righteous.

Their combat power remains considerable!