He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

Then--

A punch landed.

boom!

Blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

That eye, which was still turning, was shattered completely.

The still-writhing mass of flesh exploded completely.

At the bottom of the pit, only a pool of blood remained.

Wei Long stood in the middle of the blood, panting heavily.

He looked down at the pool of blood.

Looking at the pieces of flesh, the broken bones, and the tissues that were still twitching slightly.

finally--

It stopped moving.

Outside Jizhou City.

Amidst the ruins.

Wei Long sat on the edge of the pit, panting heavily.

Beside him lay his nine brothers.

Wei 2, Wei 3, Wei 4, Wei 5, Wei 6, Wei 7, Wei 8, Wei 9, Wei 10.

nine.

He counted them one by one.

Wei Er is still alive, with three broken ribs, but he is still alive.

Wei San is still alive, though he has lost an eye.

Wei Si is still alive, even though both his legs are broken.

Wei Wu...

Wei Liu...

Wei Qi...

Wei Ba...

Wei Jiu...

Wei Shi...

Nine of them, all still alive.

Although they were all injured and in a sorry state.

But they are all alive.

Wei Long let out a long breath.

Then he laughed.

That smile was ugly, his face was covered in blood, and his mouth was full of ash.

But that was the happiest time he had ever laughed in his life.

"Brothers—"

He looked up at the nine equally disheveled figures.

"I'm home."

……

Ten days later.

Kyoto, the Imperial Palace.

Yun Yi stood in the imperial study, looking at the ten black-armored men standing in front of him.

ten.

Not one more, not one less.

Although they were all injured, and several of them were in wheelchairs.

But they are all alive.

"You're back?"

His voice was very calm, as calm as if he were asking how the weather was today.

Wei Long knelt on one knee.

"We, your subjects, have fortunately fulfilled our mission."

Yun Yi nodded.

Get up.

He walked up to Wei Long and looked at him.

He had a broken arm, was covered in injuries, and hadn't even wiped the blood off his face.

"Does it hurt?"

Wei Long was stunned for a moment.

Then he lowered his head.

"It doesn't hurt."

Yun Yi smiled.

"fart."

He took out a pre-written imperial edict from his sleeve and handed it to the eunuch beside him.

The eunuch unfolded it and read in a shrill voice:

"By the mandate of Heaven, the Emperor decrees:"

Wei Long, Wei Er, and nine others, whose loyalty and bravery are commendable, slayed demons and protected the people, are hereby specially granted the title of—

"Loyal and Brave Marquis".

"Hereditary succession without change"

All ten people were stunned.

Hereditary succession without replacement?

That was a privilege reserved for founding heroes.

"His Majesty--"

Just as Wei Long was about to speak, Yun Yi raised his hand to interrupt him.

"Don't rush to thank me."

"It's not over yet."

Yun Yi raised his hand.

【Ding--】

[Host's use of "Emperor's Seal" detected.]

[Target of conferment: Wei Long, Wei Er, and nine others]

[Official Title: Marquis of Loyalty and Valor (Second Rank, Hereditary)]

[Consumes National Fortune Points: 200000 (20000 per person)]

[Actively in effect...]

All ten people shuddered simultaneously.

An indescribable force descended from the sky, pouring into their bodies as if it were a tangible substance.

It's not a cure.

It is sublimation.

Their muscles began to swell, their bones began to grow, and their veins began to widen—

There is no pain.

There is only one feeling.

powerful.

Absolutely powerful.

500,000 jin.

600,000 jin.

700,000 jin.

800,000 jin.

Nine hundred thousand catties.

One million catties.

Two million catties.

It hasn't stopped yet.

At the same time, countless pieces of information flooded their minds—

Combat skills, weapon usage, and formation coordination.

Those key points that they hadn't figured out even after three years of practice suddenly poured in like a waterfall.

An enemy of a million men.

Now, each of them is a true enemy of millions.

Although they did not acquire supernatural powers like Yue Dan.

But they gained even more powerful stats.

The ten people stood there, stunned, and remained silent for a long time.

Wei Long was the first to react.

He knelt on one knee, his forehead touching the ground.

"My lord - thank you, Your Majesty!"

The other nine people seemed to wake from a dream and knelt down in unison.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Yun Yi looked at them, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Get up.

"From this day forward, you are no longer my personal guards."

He paused, his gaze sweeping across the faces of the ten people.

"It is mine—the Marquis of Loyalty and Valor."

The ten people stood up and stood with their heads bowed.

No one speaks.

But everyone's eyes were slightly red.

Yun Yi turned around, walked back to the desk, and sat down.

"That demon is dead, but there are other demons."

"That guy on the grasslands is still fighting Yue Dan in the north."

"That one in Jiangnan is still building her muskets and cannons."

"And there are others hidden somewhere—"

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the ten people.

"You won't get a few days of rest."

Wei Long raised his head, his gaze intense.

"Your Majesty, we are ready to serve you at any time!"

Yun Yi nodded.

"Go and rest."

"Take good care of your injury."

"There will be tough battles to fight in the coming days."

The ten people responded in unison:

"Your Majesty, we obey!"

……

That same evening.

Kyoto, inn.

Zhou Zhen stood by the window, gazing in the direction of the distant palace.

His face looked terrible.

Because just now, he received a message—

The demon that slaughtered forty-seven cities is dead.

He was killed by ten guards sent by that young emperor.

Ten bodyguards.

They killed the monster that had killed hundreds of thousands of people.

Zhou Zhen's fingers trembled slightly.

It's not because I'm afraid.

It's because of excitement.

"interesting……"

He muttered to himself, "This is so interesting..."

That young emperor was indeed no ordinary person.

The people he trained were actually able to kill a monster that had slaughtered an entire city.

What does this tell us?

This indicates that the young emperor had many more such people under his control.

This shows that the young emperor was stronger than anyone imagined.

"A person like that..."

A glint of fanaticism flashed in Zhou Zhen's eyes.

"I must have him."

He turned around, walked to the table, picked up a pen, and wrote a few lines on a piece of paper.

Then he looked up and gazed out the window.

"Soon."

"Once those battles are over, it will be my turn to take action."

……

grassland.

Outside Yunzhou City.

Yue Dan stood on a small hill, gazing at the dark mass of wolf cavalry in the distance.

It's been more than ten days.

In the past ten days or so, he has fought more than ten battles.

Every battle was won, and every battle resulted in the killing of over ten thousand enemies.

But the number of the other side never seems to decrease.

Of the 400,000 wolf riders, 300,000 remain after the battle.

His imperial guards had already suffered three thousand casualties.

Three thousand men for one hundred thousand wolf riders—in the past, this would have been a tremendous victory.

But now, Yue Dan is not happy.

Because he knew—

That Sirius Khan has been stalling against him.

We'll wear down his troops, his supplies, and his patience.

Once you've worn him down enough—

Then, a single, decisive blow.

"Commander-in-Chief".

A lieutenant came running up quickly, "Khan Tianlang has sent another envoy."

Yue Dan frowned.

"Another envoy?"

"Yes."

"But this time—"

The lieutenant paused for a moment, then said, "He said he's here to negotiate."

Yue Dan remained silent for a moment.

"Let him come over."

A moment later, a boy dressed in a wolf skin walked over.

It's not the same one as last time.

But the eyes are the same—

Vertical pupils.

Like a wolf.

"Commander Yue."

The boy spoke, his tone unusually respectful, "My Khan asked me to pass on a message to you."

Yue Dan looked at him.

"explain."

The boy smiled.

"My Khan said—"

"We've been playing for so long, you must be tired, and so am I."

"Why don't we sit down and talk?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Talks for peace."

Yue Dan's brows furrowed even more.

Peace talks?

After fighting for so long and losing so many people, now you want to talk about peace?

"What are the conditions?"

The boy took a letter from his sleeve and presented it with both hands.

"This is a letter written by my Khan. Please take a look."

Yue Dan took the letter and unfolded it.

The letter contained only a few lines:

[Commander Yue Junjian:]

We fought for more than ten days, with each side experiencing victories and defeats.

However, victory and defeat are common occurrences in warfare, so why be so attached to them?

There is a solution that can resolve our predicament—

Let's join forces and take Kyoto together.

After the matter was accomplished, the grasslands and the Great Yan divided the world equally.

how is it?

[Written by Sirius Khan]