Ultraman: The Dark Shadow Mage, Creating a Magic Empire

Chapter 62 How could there be a problem with our goblin products!

When Norman reappeared, he was already at an outpost ten light-years away from the Land of Light.

"His Majesty!"

When Caitlin saw Norman return, she immediately rushed forward nervously.

Because Norman had a rather gruesome crack on his chest!

"I'm fine, just a minor injury."

Norman sat down casually, and the power of darkness and shadow naturally converged on him, helping him to heal his injuries.

In less than 30 seconds, the power left behind by the King of Ultra was completely wiped out by Norman using the power of darkness and shadow.

After the power of the King of Ultra was eliminated, Norman's body recovered, and his magical defenses were quickly restored.

Norman recalled his battle with the King of Ultra.

The King of Ultra truly lives up to his reputation as one of the four mysterious Ultras. The power he has displayed alone has reached the peak of the single-universe level. If he were to go all out, he might have already approached the multiverse level.

Based on this calculation, the other three should be roughly the same.

"No wonder Tartarus, who was close to the level of a single universe, didn't dare to fight when he saw Regedo, who was said to possess the power of a universe."

Norman smiled and shook his head. He had only just entered the super-galaxy level. The only reason he could withstand the attack of the King of Ultra was because he was protected by the shadow side and because the other party had no intention of killing him.

"Your Majesty, is that Ultraman King really that powerful?"

Caesar and his men also arrived at this time.

Norman, through the power of his bloodline, shared his battle with the King of Ultra with every strong person in the country.

After witnessing the immense power of the King of Ultra, the group, who had been full of confidence and high aspirations, suddenly became as if doused with cold water and instantly calmed down.

Norman keenly sensed their emotions and smiled slightly, saying, "You are indeed powerful, but you don't need to underestimate yourselves."

"The King of Ultra existed 30 years ago. He may have had the strength of the eighth rank back then, but he only reached the ninth or tenth rank after 30 years."

"And you have reached the peak of the sixth rank in less than a thousand years, and are about to enter the seventh rank."

"I believe that in a few tens of thousands of years, you will possess strength surpassing theirs!"

"I'm showing you my battle with the King of Ultra not to discourage you, but to motivate you to work harder and clarify the direction of your efforts."

Norman stood up, walked past the four men, and patted each of them on the shoulder to encourage them.

"yes!"

Caesar and his three companions knelt on one knee, and as their resolve strengthened, the boost granted by the system increased once again.

"Let's go, we should go back. Let Baltan explode, we have better places for the New Baltans to live."

"Yes, ma'am."

……

"Boom!"

As the Shadow Empire's fleet sailed away, Baltan, the original home of the Baltan people, experienced an explosion comparable to a supernova.

The final explanation given was that scientists from Baltan accidentally destroyed it while testing a brand-new weapon.

This disaster killed all 60 billion Baltans on the planet Baltan!

The remaining 20 billion Baltans wandered in their spaceships, eventually settling on Planet R in the central region of the M78 Nebula.

Baltan Trading Company is reopening!

The 20 billion Baltans saved up are actually Shadow Empire people disguised as Baltans.

Their race is still Baltans, but they have become Baltans of the Shadow Empire.

This is a shift in identity, a step towards the complete annexation of the entire Baltan civilization into the Shadow Empire.

As for the Baltans who perished, they were unwilling to join the Shadow Empire and were executed one after another before the planet exploded.

After they were executed, their resentment coalesced into a single resentment-based Baltan alien!

Norman had already anticipated this, and the newly born Resentment Baltan alien was also taken away by Norman's magic circle, in preparation to be taken back to create a divine artifact.

However, a small incident occurred during the manufacturing process...

"This is the weapon you goblins made? It was interrupted in an instant!"

A Baltan merchant who had been out returned with his weapon, which had been broken by the Alien Empera, and went to confront the Goblin Products Department.

Why bother with arguments?

Because of internal operational issues, they have to pay for the items they purchase...

The goblins, however, charge very high prices.

"Nonsense! How could there be anything wrong with our goblin products! This must have been made by dwarves!"

Upon hearing this, the manager of the goblin products department immediately jumped up in anger.

These words cause extremely high damage, and the consequences of saying them to goblins are no different from those of saying them to dwarves.

The only difference might be that the weaker goblins will just jump up and down, while if you're not strong, the dwarves will just hit you with a hammer!

"What did you say?"

A dwarf who had just passed by came over.

"It's nothing, I think the dwarves make it very well." The goblin manager immediately changed his tune, and the dwarf smiled and nodded before turning to leave.

Once the dwarves were out of sight, the goblin manager finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The same thing happened last time. Because he couldn't control his mouth, the dwarf heard his complaints and smashed him into a pulp...

If it weren't for my strong bloodline allowing me to recover, I probably would have lost my life that time.

What? You're asking if the laws of the Shadow Empire don't apply?

Of course we'll manage it!

And it will even cost someone their life!

That would be too much of a loss. For a goblin, death is not scary; what is scary is dying with money left unspent!

The goblin race was divided into two groups: one group engaged in commerce, and the other group engaged in forging.

Business people love to make money and then spend it all! They won't go back to work until they've spent it all!

Those who work in forging are all scientists, mad scientists!

They'll do anything as long as it doesn't violate basic ethics and morality!

So the goblin manager was just afraid of dying too early and having his 20 sons benefit from the money he hadn't spent.

"Back to our previous topic, there's absolutely nothing wrong with our goblin products!"

"You think you can just say you don't have it?"

"yes!"

But the facts are right before our eyes.

"I can't see it!"

"..."

The Baltan merchant shook his head helplessly. "There's no point in arguing with you goblins. Forget it, I'll go get the goods from the dwarves."

"Wait a moment!"

The goblin manager jumped up.

He snatched the gun from the Baltan merchant's hand, examined it, rubbed his hands together, and said, "This is indeed ours. It's our fault that there were technical problems. How about this, you can have it..."

The goblin manager looked conflicted, then his eyes twitched as he said, "Here you go, I'll give you a 10% discount! How about that! I can't go any lower!"

The Baltan merchant blinked and turned around again.

"20% off!"

The Baltan merchant turned back and said, "30% off."

"you!"

The Baltan merchant turned around.

"Great! 30% off!"

The Baltan merchant smiled and nodded. "Deal! I need the goods now!"

(End of this chapter)