Ultraman: The Dark Shadow Mage, Creating a Magic Empire

Chapter 22 Thanks to Nature for Its Gifts

Desrem is dead.

They were very unwilling, but the difference in strength between the two sides was too great, and there was no room for resistance at all.

Norman looked at Desrem, whom he had killed with a single punch, and suddenly realized that he needed to develop more of his power.

In the two fights he had just had, he realized the difference between himself and Desrem.

It's a machine with powerful hardware, but no software or operating system. It has a powerful motherboard, CPU, and graphics card, but it can't start up at all.

In battle, all they can do is rush in headfirst, and all they can do is use their "super brain: use your super power to solve the problem" kind of thing.

On the other hand, Desrem, while not as powerful as himself, has not reached his peak.

However, its software is matched with its hardware; it not only has an operating system but also various supporting software.

There are more suitable fighting techniques, more comprehensive attack methods, and a lot of knowledge to support them.

Norman only knows first-tier magic, and his fighting skills are more inclined towards killing formations, which are not suitable for his current level of strength.

"It seems I need to find more suitable enemies to fight, but I can obtain the combat skills of everyone in the empire, so I don't need to do it myself."

Norman returned to Augustine's side and helped his great general, who was in charge of the south, to his feet.

"Next time, don't rush in alone. If you can't win, retreat first. We have plenty of time."

"Your Majesty, you know me. If it were just me, I would have already run away. But he insulted you, so he must die!"

"Only by surviving can we defend our honor."

Norman helped Augustine back to the camp.

The military camp had been bombed to pieces, but because it was not a major target area, a relatively large number of people survived.

"It's His Majesty! His Majesty has arrived!"

"Your Majesty's divine might!"

Everyone here witnessed Norman killing Desrem with a single punch, and they held their emperor in the highest esteem!

"Are there any more military nurses?! Hurry and rescue them!"

"Yes, sir!"

The people inside the military camp acted quickly, rescuing the surviving soldiers and the shadow tree spirits working in the surrounding agricultural areas.

Desrem, an alien who wields immense power and can grow to enormous size, is incomparable to those beast-like monsters.

An army of 30,000 men, equipped with the latest griffon knights, was utterly powerless against the Desrem, who were two levels above them!

"This is the worst loss we've ever suffered. We'll erect a stone monument to commemorate them when we get back."

"yes!"

Tears streamed down Augustine's face. He wiped them away, picked up the flag, now only half its original length, and, with the remaining soldiers, carried Desrem's body back home.

Norman sighed, and just as he was about to go back together, a fireball suddenly fell from the sky.

Norman looked up and saw Desrem's spaceship!

Having lost the life signal from the Desrem, the spaceship automatically entered hibernation mode, shut down its engines, and plunged into the ground.

"Let's go take a look."

Norman rode his Nightmare Warhorse toward the direction where the spaceship had crashed, while Augustine ordered his lieutenant to lead the way, and gathered a few personal guards to follow.

When they arrived, the spaceship had already landed on a flat area, creating a crater several meters deep.

Before Norman and his team arrived, an archaeological team sent by the Science and Technology Bureau was present.

They stood around the spaceship, each wearing special equipment and covered in dust.

Not far from the spaceship, there was a partially collapsed exploration hole, from which they had obviously crawled out.

"A spaceship fell from the sky! Is this nature's reward for our hard work?!"

"Bravour, Your Majesty! Bravo, Nature!"

"Quick, quick, quick! This is a major discovery!"

"Am I too excited? I think I saw His Majesty, and I also saw the General Who Guards the South?"

"Huh? I saw it too!"

"No, it really is His Majesty!"

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

When the members of the archaeological team saw Norman approaching, they immediately bowed in surprise.

Their eyesight may be failing, but the blood ties will never be wrong!

"Get up. You weren't just down there, were you? Are you hurt?"

"No, no!"

The archaeological team members stood up, looking at Norman with excitement, wanting to memorize his appearance.

Norman stepped forward and patted the spaceship left behind by Desrem forcefully.

"Your Majesty, this just fell from the sky; it's a gift from nature!"

Norman shook his head upon hearing this. "This is not a gift from nature, but a spaceship from an alien that suddenly arrived."

"Spaceman?"

The members of the archaeological team looked at each other in bewilderment, but Norman ignored them, removed the door panel from the spaceship, and went inside to take a look.

Because of the authentication lock, Norman knew that with their medieval technology, it was impossible to disassemble it completely. At most, they could study its structure and metals to lay the groundwork for the future.

"Take it back with you. Hopefully, we'll be able to analyze this technology in the future."

Augustine, accompanied by his guards, stepped forward and asked a few members of the archaeological team to help him drag the spaceship back to the group, load it onto a vehicle, and head to the capital.

Upon returning to the capital, Norman instructed Allen to take Desrem's body and the spaceship for research.

He himself returned to Shadow Star to study magic and served as the dean of the first Magic Academy, giving lectures every now and then.

At the same time, they gathered a group of people with the highest magical talent and began to study how to deal with the dangerous time limit of "ten years".

The extinction of a star is no small matter; it's not simply a matter of surviving the initial loss of sunlight, plants, and oxygen, or enduring the extreme cold.

Within ten to a hundred years after a planet loses its starlight, the surface temperature will drop to around -200 degrees Celsius!

Due to the prolonged freezing, the atmosphere will suffer irreversible damage!

The temperature inside the local core has completely dissipated, and without the gravitational pull of a star, this planet will fall into the endless depths of space!

These are the three things Norman needs to consider now.

The severe cold didn't bother them; as time went on, their bloodline slowly evolved, enabling them to withstand temperatures as low as -200°C.

The most crucial element is the atmosphere, and how to keep the planets anchored within this star system!

Technology is no longer an option; we can only rely on magic.

And within shadow magic, there happens to be a spell that can solve the problem of the atmosphere!

The magic that protects the Shadow Star can be used to replace the atmosphere. At the very least, it can imitate the Shadowmoon civilization and pull the Azure Star into the shadow side of the universe.

Another option is to use the coordinates recorded in Shadowsong to explore the other settlements of the Shadowmoon civilization.

As time goes by, everything is changing rapidly...

Before Norman had figured out anything about his magical barrier, Allen found him with the latest information.

"Your Majesty, great news!"

(End of this chapter)