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The indescribable shock left him speechless, his mouth agape.

Subsequently, countless planets flew toward the sun, causing a series of massive explosions.

Under the constant impact, the flames on the sun's surface dimmed somewhat, but remained strong, seemingly without causing much damage.

Immediately afterwards, Adris's voice came from beside him:

"This is my full strength today. It can easily destroy a planet, but it's still a little short of destroying the sun."

After he finished speaking, the scene before Gerdoff's eyes returned to the streets of the capital.

Looking at the passersby huddled around the street corner, he inexplicably felt as if his eyes had been opened.

What was that just now?

“It’s a virtual world, but I can do the same things I did there in real life.”

Was the earth beneath our feet originally a sphere?

"Yes, do you need me to give you a little science lesson about the universe?"

"Thank you for your help."

"Time is limited, so I can only give a brief overview. As you should have seen, we are standing on a planet with life, and such planets are not uncommon in the universe..."

After a long while, Adris stopped and laughed:

"Well... it's time. I am ultimately just an avatar, and the time I can stay in this world is extremely limited."

"Well then, before I leave, I'll give you a skill as a reward for your victory over me."

What kind of victory is that?

Just as Gazef was thinking this, a special technique suddenly appeared in his mind: Armament Haki and Observation Haki.

Chapter 338 I feel like I've completely lost face

Chapter 338, Section 339: I feel like I've completely lost face.

"This is...?"

Gerdoff's face lit up with joy, and he immediately began to put it into practice with great excitement.

I'm still clueless about Observation Haki, but Armament Haki isn't that difficult.

An invisible and intangible Armament Haki covered his palm, and feeling the greatly enhanced defense, many wonderful ideas unconsciously popped into his mind.

"Could this be the true form of that black light from before? Even if I can't reach that level in the future, even just one-tenth of it will be enough."

"Right now, I can easily overcome the version of myself I was a moment ago."

When they returned to the dilapidated house outside the palace, the screams inside had gradually subsided, leaving only some suppressed, painful groans.

Gerdoff looked at the King first; he was the oldest and least able to bear the burden compared to the others.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?"

"Ah... I'm much better now." The king breathed a sigh of relief and exclaimed, "When I was a child, I heard people say that bad deeds would be punished. I never thought it was true."

“It’s good that you’re alright, Your Majesty.” Gerdov paused. “Those villains who occupied the palace have all been killed by that gentleman in the sky. I can escort Your Majesty back to the palace at any time.”

"Wait a bit longer, the fighting tournament is in progress, it's too dangerous."

"In that case, let's go somewhere else. Those thugs have been wiped out, so there's no need for us to hide anymore."

"Okay, let's wait until they both recover before leaving."

Upon seeing this, Gerdoff turned his gaze to the other members of the royal family.

The second prince was biting his sleeve tightly, clearly enduring the pain.

The three princesses tried to remain calm, but their bodies trembled uncontrollably, and low moans of pain escaped their lips.

"Your Majesty, do you have any secrets to recovery?" Gerdav asked instinctively.

When the snow first fell, His Majesty the King was the one screaming the loudest, but now he is the first to recover.

“I understand what you’re thinking, Gerd.”

The king shook his head slightly, then shook his head again:

“I consider myself a foolish and incompetent king. I made some mistakes when I was young, but I never intentionally harmed anyone.”

"If I had to pinpoint the secret, it would be—repentance."

"I sincerely repent for the wrong things I have done, and I vow in my heart to reform myself, abandon evil and do good, and continue to strengthen my resolve."

It turned out to be the case.

Graves unconsciously glanced at the prince and princess, thinking to himself:

If they can truly repent and start anew, then this snow isn't such a bad thing.

"Your Majesty, after this matter, I would like to form an elite force of three hundred men."

"it is good."

The king agreed very readily without the slightest hesitation.

In the past, he would definitely have had some reservations.

But today's snowfall has provided the perfect test of Gerd's character.

There's no need for "good people" who can remain unharmed in the face of this snow to be on guard.

......

"What happened to it?"

After the tenth batch of aliens was wiped out, Shirou Tsukimi thought that the eleventh batch would arrive soon, but he never saw the eleventh batch of aliens.

Standing on the roof of the tallest building in the Bahars Empire, I looked up at the sky.

About ten minutes later, the communicator on my wrist suddenly rang, and Lala's voice came through.

"Congratulations on winning, Shirou."

"Thank you, but isn't the competition still going on?"

"No, it's already over. Because of Shirou's outstanding performance, all the other contestants were scared away and chose to withdraw. Of course, because there were too many withdrawals, the staff couldn't keep up with the count, so Shirou will have to stay there for a few more hours."

Can you see me?

"I can see it very clearly. I'm looking right at Shirou through the screen right now."

A camera that follows and records your movements?

No, a camera could never be that precise.

It must be a coordinated operation between multiple satellites.

"You weren't watching when my clothes tore, were you?"

"Yes, we watched the whole thing."

Finished!

At that moment, Shirou inexplicably felt ashamed.

"Is the entire universe... watching?"

"That's right. Because of Shirou's participation, this year's Space Fighting Tournament is exceptionally lively, with spectators all over the galaxy and the number of attendees reaching the highest level ever."

This is really the end. I've actually achieved the feat of dying across the entire galaxy.

"By the way, could someone else be overhearing our conversation?"

"Since Shirou is the only contestant left, the camera is naturally focused on Shirou."

It feels even more embarrassing now.

Suddenly, Shirou noticed a large group of elegantly dressed people kneeling on the ground, praying incessantly on the street below.

Why are you here again?

I had just experienced this scene in the Kingdom, and now it was happening again in the Empire.

However, unlike the refugees in the kingdom, the people seeking help here seem to be nobles.

"I am neither a savior nor a god, but merely a contestant in the Cosmic Fighting Tournament."

Can't you just let me rest here in peace for a while?

The people on the street below did not get up; they continued to pray.

"Hey... tell me, how do you want me to help you? If it's just some trivial matter, there's no need to bring it up."

The blond youth at the head immediately raised his head and said loudly:

"Please save this country."

"There's nothing wrong with this country."

"No, this country is already terminally ill. Even before those self-proclaimed players appeared, it was rife with immense social contradictions. Contradictions between nobles and royalty, and between nobles and commoners."

The blond youth glanced at Shirou's expression, sensing that he was being told to continue, and continued:

“A month ago, countless people claiming to be players suddenly appeared within the empire. They used their superb skills to establish multiple chambers of commerce in a very short time.”

"And in the name of the Chamber of Commerce, they arbitrarily inflated prices and suppressed their peers. Soon, a merchant group that could rival the nobility emerged in the empire."

“But unlike the businessmen of the past, who controlled the country by controlling the economy, they tried to turn me into a puppet.”

"As for me, as the emperor of the empire, my power is far from being a match for theirs, and I can only watch helplessly as everything happens."

“If this continues, the country will definitely be controlled by businessmen and become a country blinded by greed, where everything is about money.”

"Merchants are only interested in profit; this country must never be handed over to them!"

It turned out to be the case.

Shirou Tsukimi seemed to be deep in thought. Unlike the kingdom's brutal methods of seizing power, the player groups in this country were much smarter.

"So, how would you like me to help you?"

"I intend to establish a state religion within the empire, and I request that you assume the position of God."