Ultraman: The Dark Shadow Mage, Creating a Magic Empire

Chapter 6 Rebellion? You don't think I'm running a charity, do you?

"No! Why haven't we awakened?!"

"That's right! This is discrimination! The great Free Empire will not let you get away with this!"

"I am an envoy from the Black Rose Empire! I will report everything you have done to the Empire!"

……

While the people of the Black Kingdom were awakening, there was another group who were not.

Those were foreign merchants, envoys, and... spies who were stranded within the territory of the Black Kingdom.

After their bloodline awakens, the Black Kingdom's citizens' loyalty to the kingdom and Norman is always at maximum. Furthermore, their physical abilities are enhanced, though to varying degrees, making it incredibly easy for them to deal with and identify spies!

Soon, all the spies were captured and executed.

Those envoys and merchants who wished to leave were released, while those who did not wish to leave were temporarily placed under control.

However, after learning that the people of the Black Kingdom did not need the sun and food, they all borrowed the ideology of the vast free empire in the far south and demanded that the Black Kingdom share this power with them.

Of course, their fate was self-evident; they all became materials for blood magic...

……

Norman ignored these people and there was no need for him in the subsequent reconstruction of the country.

So Norman led his army, torches in hand, and crossed the river openly, returning to the battlefield they had just fought on.

But when they arrived, what they saw was a living hell!

Despite Norman's speed, five days had already passed between the issuance of the decree and the nationwide mobilization!

By the time Norman gave his speech, it had been eight days since the sun went out.

Eight days have passed, and the plants are dying in large swaths, with the edible crop rapidly dwindling.

Those who have seen apocalyptic movies and read apocalyptic novels know this.

After the collapse of human society, humanity will go through a period of survival of the fittest.

The evil in human nature is amplified rapidly, leading to murder, arson, looting, and all sorts of other atrocities!

This timeframe is inversely proportional to the level of technological advancement of a civilization.

The higher the level of technology, the longer this chaotic battle royale will last, because people will have more ways to survive and evade pursuit.

The lower the level of technology, the faster this stage ends.

Why?

Because the unarmed and poorly fed ordinary people were desperate, they were no match for a well-organized army!

This is especially true here, where malnourished people at the bottom of society can hardly see anything without firelight; night blindness is a basic problem for most people.

Upon seeing the Black Kingdom's army engulfed in flames that illuminated an area, the surrounding people quickly gathered around.

"Halt!!"

The general at the front of the army spoke, and the soldiers raised their spears and formed a line, blocking anyone who tried to approach.

Norman rode forward on his wildebeest. As a child of the night, he could see everything in the darkness just as clearly as he could in the light.

He saw the people approaching; they were ordinary people from the surrounding towns, each one dressed in rags and emaciated.

Moreover, they were filled with bloodthirsty killing intent, their eyes were filled with a frenzied desire for light, and a crazy craving for food!

Even when faced with the spears of the Black Knights, they all fearlessly stepped forward to pry them away.

"Please... give me something to eat..."

"Light, it's light..."

"Give me a drink of water..."

"It's so cold, so cold... Fire, give me fire..."

Norman's expression was complicated as he looked at these people who resembled zombies.

Human society has entered the second stage of collapse, where the powerful, known as the "Son of Heaven" or "the one with the strongest army," will gather troops, control weapons, occupy the best locations, and seize all the food for themselves.

Then establish a completely new rule, build a small society, and establish a slave class system centered on fear.

The weak are their slaves, their food, and their toys!

Actually, being driven out was considered lucky...

However, not everyone who is driven out can adapt to a primitive life far removed from human society.

However, there was still a glimmer of hope, but that was during a normal chaotic period.

Here, however, the sun is out.

Those who are kicked out are essentially no different from those who have been given a death sentence in advance!

They will endure cold, hunger, fear, and must constantly be on guard against other hungry members of their kind...

At this point, the human world has become hell.

The surviving creatures can only fall into boundless darkness, becoming monsters driven by desire, wary and wanting to attack everything!

Perhaps this is why the Dark Emperor was filled with hatred and despair, and why he hated the light so much.

The thought of a person going from despair to hope, and then falling from hope into even deeper despair, is chilling!

"Listen! Halt! I will give you food and guide you to the border of the Black Kingdom for refuge. Anyone who dares to attack the Black Kingdom's army will be killed without mercy!"

Norman's voice was loud, and it resounded throughout the entire plain in an instant.

Those who were nearby regained a glimmer of reason upon hearing the deafening sound.

"Line up and get your food."

Norman gave the order coldly, and the army then dispersed slightly. The logistics troops began to cook porridge, and the aroma of the porridge drove those who had become zombies into a frenzy.

"Food! Food! Give it to me!"

"That's mine!!"

"Get out of here!"

Norman simply waved indifferently at the people rushing towards him on all fours, or with bloodshot eyes and carrying things.

"shoot."

Whoosh whoosh—

With just a single word, the archers around him pulled their triggers without hesitation, killing all the men who charged at them.

"Listen up! Line up, or live! Rushing around, or die!"

Norman's voice came again, and he spoke very concisely, just in case these irrational guys wouldn't understand.

Under the threat of death, and guided by Norman's voice and the aroma of food, these madmen began to stand tremblingly.

They wanted to eat, but were also afraid it was a trap.

Everyone stood until a child emerged from the corner, trembling as he stepped forward and walked into the path cleared by the soldiers' ranks.

Seeing that the soldiers around him did not move, he gradually became bolder and stepped forward.

The soldier who was cooking the porridge picked up a bowl, filled it to the brim, and handed it to him.

Upon seeing it, his eyes lit up. He snatched the bowl, ran to the side, squatted down, and ate like a dog guarding its food while secretly watching the others.

Until he realized that the others were just looking at him with pity and had no intention of driving him away. On the contrary, the person serving the porridge even raised his spoon to ask him if he wanted more time...

He cried.

She cried her heart out!

The cries echoed through the sky, attracting people from the surrounding area.

Seeing that the child was still alive, they all stepped forward to take the porridge.

Because of the previous killings, these people, though still harboring wildness, forced themselves to remain calm and lined up for porridge.

When humans become like beasts, they completely abandon reason and let their animalistic instincts dominate everything!

In this situation, communication is impossible; it will only bring endless destruction.

Therefore, before incorporating them into the government, we must first restore their rationality. This is the first step in bringing them back to their senses and teaching them to obey the rules.

"I want to eat!"

A tall, but somewhat gaunt man stepped forward. He looked domineering, shoved one of the men in front of him aside, and reached out to the soldier for some porridge.

"Get in line at the back."

The soldier serving the porridge said coldly. The man, stared at by the soldier's murderous gaze, suddenly became a little scared, muttered something to himself, and turned to walk away.

However, his eyes were full of resentment and a hint of malice.

Soon, everyone who had gathered here was drinking porridge.

The scouts returned and, upon learning of the chaos ahead, Norman did not rush to advance but waited for reinforcements to arrive.

that's it,

On the first day, Norman's army set up camp and spread the word that they would be giving out free rice porridge, but that they needed to do the work, which attracted many people.

The next day, more and more people arrived, food was still plentiful, and the first group of people worked with great enthusiasm. Gradually, they regained their senses, and a temporary fortress began to take shape.

But on the third day, a different voice emerged.

"Bang!"

A man smashed the bowl in his hand, stood up, and cursed, "I only came here because I heard there was food! Why do I have to work here?! What's the point of all this hard work?!"

The man's roar was like a clarion call, followed by another man standing up and shouting, "That's right! On the first day, they gave us rice porridge, which was fine for working, but why did it turn into thin porridge on the second day? And today's porridge even has sand in it!"

"Yes, I've noticed that too! And why can you eat meat while we can only drink porridge!"

"And you're all wearing cotton-padded clothes and living in nice tents! Why do we have to sleep in shacks!"

"And why are you carrying weapons! We want them too!"

"Are you just going to stand by and watch? They don't treat us like human beings. We're going to fight for what's rightfully ours!"

"Yes! We are not livestock! We also deserve fair treatment!"

One by one, people stood up, stirring up emotions. Some of them, upon hearing this, recalled their past experiences.

Her eyes reddened, and she stood up as well.

Many others sat to the side, looking at their bowls with conflicted expressions, and at the people shouting.

Seeing their appearance, the group exchanged glances, grabbed one of them, and started beating him.

"Aaaaaah!"

Screams rang out, followed by anger, rage, and chaos!

The people who had gathered there started fighting, and then gradually moved closer to where the tools were stored...

(End of this chapter)