Witch Redemption

Being the ruler of a country is often so arduous, bearing heavy responsibilities that one absolutely cannot shirk.

"Ok?"

He opened one of the urgent official documents, and the shockingly bold words on it gradually changed the emperor's expression.

The intelligence source for this document was actually a secret agent commissioned by the United Duchy of Ries to urgently transmit it this morning, and it has just arrived in the capital of the Empire.

The gist of it is that the Kingdom of Ross suffered a shocking incident three days ago when two powerful, god-like beings at the apostle level launched a joint attack on the country.

Accompanying him were twelve witches, several of whom the emperor was familiar with.

Karen Elf, Lana Sivir, Lorena Euphemia, Della Bertie, Rosa, Edith, and Trish—seven in total.

Four of them were former fugitives who had escaped the net, while the other three were traitors who subsequently betrayed the empire.

At that moment, Emperor Wilhelm 46 recalled many past events and also evoked memories of these witches from many years ago.

These witches are indeed extraordinary and very patient. They once came to the Empire under the guise of peace talks. Not only did they take away some traitors through legitimate means, but they also had the ability to harm the warden of the witch prison, the Immortal Iris, causing the warden to eventually become a human skeleton and die in despair.

The emperor could understand this; when a strong person loses their limbs, loses their dignity, and can no longer use their strength, the humiliation is unbearable.

That's why the imperial loyalist known as "Iris the Immortal" couldn't accept reality in the end and chose to commit suicide, leaving nothing behind.

The emperor felt a mixture of nostalgia and disgust for these witches when he thought of this loyal minister.

"Rumor has it that these twelve witches left the Dark Kingdom last year, possibly due to some conflict. Subsequently, the leaders of the Dark Kingdom began to befriend our country. Although our country has considered sending people to intercept and kill these twelve witches many times, unfortunately, the situation in the monster-infested area is not optimistic."

The most troublesome are those domineering apostles. Unless all god-level beings are determined to fight against these apostles or gather an extremely large number of them, it is difficult for them to leave the British Empire and go to the more distant monster-infested areas.

Therefore, after learning of this intelligence, the empire, though willing to eliminate the root of the problem, was powerless to take further action.

After all, the empire's territory is its very foundation for survival.

Leaving the base camp would mean being subject to constraints everywhere, so the plan had to be abandoned.

"Now, these witches are actually able to destroy the Kingdom of Ross, a territory ruled by the Chaos Creator. Even the United Kingdom of Kazan can't gain any advantage in this country. Just how powerful have these witches become?"

Faced with this shocking fact, the emperor's expression was far from pleasant.

"It seems we need to prepare in advance. The Kingdom of Ross was destroyed three days ago. If these witches want to invade our country, it will take them at least ten days to half a month to reach us. Our country still has room to react. In addition, many of our gods have returned to their positions one after another. With the foundation of the empire, we are not as easy to deal with as the Kingdom of Ross."

Thinking of this, the emperor issued three emergency martial law orders overnight.

However, shortly after he issued the order, a huge piece of bad news came from the border.

Chapter 73 The Return of the Avengers

March 29, 10032 (Gregorian calendar), 3 PM.

Without any monsters to hinder them, Li Lan and the other witches, traveling at full speed, took three full days to finally reach the British Empire from the territory of the Kingdom of Ross.

As for the other group of witches, because the western continent was extremely far from the Kingdom of Ross, they resorted to a clever trick.

That is an ancient teleportation array left behind in some temple ruins in this world. With the help of the witch Trish's special profession of "Field Master", she can repair some of the ancient teleportation arrays and then locate a specific area.

This is another important reason why the witch Trish was arranged to travel with the twin witches.

Therefore, according to the original plan, the Twin Witches, White Antelope and Snow Antelope, and their group should have arrived at the border of the Elf Kingdom by now, planning their attack.

"Let's set the attack time an hour from now, starting at 10 o'clock. We will then officially break through the empire's borders and storm into the empire's capital."

Standing in the pouring rain, Li Lan spoke, his voice muffled by the noise, but still barely audible.

All the witches shared the same idea: to attack during the dead of night, when the empire's vigilance was at its lowest. Furthermore, if these witches exhausted all their spellbook skills within the next two hours, they would reset them again after midnight.

At that time, they will have multiple means to deal with the empire's counterattack.

Li Lan was well aware that with the loss of thirty special machine tool elves, they would find it difficult to break through the divine domain of the Empire's present god, and their attack would be tantamount to suicide.

Even so, they will certainly proceed according to plan. If they miss today, the world's superpowers will only become stronger in the future.

Because everyone knows that above the false sky of this world, there is another, even more terrifying realm, a realm called "Heavenly Realm".

Countless gods of this world reside in the heavens, and they will descend to earth one after another over the years, until they all come to this world.

At this moment, the strength of the various superpowers is beyond imagination. If they are given more time, Li Lan and his group will not only be sending themselves to their deaths, but will be completely and utterly sacrificed.

So, before the appointed time arrived, Li Lan, Lana, Lolina, Della, Rosa, and Edith stood in the Monster Forest, while Yao gazed in the direction of Mori City on the border of the British Empire.

Behind them, Mira, whose true identity was that of an apostle, remained silent. Even though she could no longer remember her past, a strong, burning flame burned within her heart.

It was as if they had found a purpose in life.

It's as if, today, she is seeking death for her ideals, something she could never have achieved before.

"If this is Karen's wish..."

A tremendous magical power was surging within him, causing the "powerhouse" in his chest to tremble violently.

Her real name is "Karamiti," and she is ready to unleash her strongest domain at any time for this war.

Next came the blonde-haired Yuki, who raised her Moonlight Greatsword, ready to break through the empire's borders at any moment. Following her were the Servant Slime, the ten Star Maids, and a massive number of humanoid monsters.

Everyone was waiting, waiting for their sole master to give them the command, to give them the faith and courage to face death in this life.

They will be loyal to the one and only Creator their entire lives. They yearn for the Creator's eternal existence, but if the Creator chooses to return to darkness, they will follow the one and only Creator without hesitation or fear, until the end of the world.

The end of the world is right here!

Right ahead!

Time was passing slowly, as if centuries had passed.

Upon arriving at 10 PM, Li Lan opened her own natal magic book and took the first step.

"Gentlemen, the time for war has come!"

...... ...... ......

From the moment the world changed, the internal policies of the entire British Empire underwent tremendous changes.

One of the changes was that the British Empire erected one massive magic crystal wall after another, from its borders to its capital, creating a total of fifty defensive borders, each stronger than the last.

The second change is that the entire British Empire will be a soldier. All adventurers from other countries will be expelled, while the citizens of the empire will either be relegated to logistics if they are not strong enough, or become border guards if they are strong enough, dedicating their lives to the empire.

The third change is that the empire's elite forces have begun to emerge, guarding the fifty border walls from the capital to the frontier. In addition, many gods from the mortal realm have descended to earth as regional commanders, coordinating with various departments to protect the entire empire.

The fourth change is that the empire's magic crystal technology used to be limited to daily life, with its application in warfare limited to things like aerial behemoths or magic crystal cannons. Now, however, more advanced technologies are gradually being revealed, such as a type of magic crystal battle armor specifically designed for soldiers that can forcibly elevate their strength to demigod level at the cost of sacrificing their lifespan.

It can be said that, for the future of the entire British Empire, the rulers have been planning since ancient times and have finally achieved the greatest result.

It should be noted that the Empire's visible aerial warships, as well as the magic crystal battle armor that has been revealed so far, are made from materials made from the corpses of countless dead witches.

These witches sacrificed themselves to build the empire, giving all mortals within it the strongest fighting power.

Furthermore, such combat power is not simply about maintaining a demigod-level status all the time.

All warriors wearing magic crystal armor can even detonate their own magic power, at the cost of death, to gain astonishing strength that surpasses demigod level and reaches true god level for about ten seconds.

The witch's corpse gave rise to the empire, and the witch's power also gave rise to the empire.

Any demigod or even god-level being who possesses a divine artifact can unleash unparalleled power under certain conditions. Some of this power can even transcend cause and effect, directly altering certain physical laws of the world and causing effective damage to any god-level being.

The sealed artifacts left behind by the witch, these terrible, contaminated items, gave the empire's life another chance to flourish.

By offering sacrifices under certain conditions, one can gain power that can even threaten the ancient creators who are high above.

The only problem truly troubling the Empire at this stage is time. The Empire needs more time to develop, and more time to wait for the arrival of countless powerful beings from the Celestial Realm, so that together they can activate the Empire's colossal war machine, hunt down all the ancient creators, and achieve victory on the prophesied day.

Once upon a time, the gods of the mythological age, under the influence of the ancient creator, slaughtered each other until they all perished.

Humans, being weak creatures, are different. They possess ambition and their own will, and they will not choose to submit like those cowardly gods.

They will use their own methods to reclaim everything that belongs to them and drive out all the creators!

They might even make these damned creators understand the true fear of being once dominated by humans!

All the plans have been passed down from generation to generation for tens of thousands of years, from the eternal vow to the witch's summoning, and now everything is ready except for the final push.

The empire has seen a bright future, as have the other superpowers.

At this moment, as Yao looked at the terrifyingly heavy rain outside, Jerome, one of the squad commanders in charge of guarding the pass, suddenly felt a strange tremor.

It was an extremely intense sense of unease, much like the restlessness of livestock before an earthquake.

Although he himself had never seen domesticated livestock, such things only existed within the empire, and as an outsider, he might never see them in his lifetime, only learning about them from numerous literary books.

"That's strange. This year's rain seems a bit too heavy. I also heard that if it weren't for the intervention of the god in Xina City, that city would probably have been flooded this morning."

"If we do the math, there are still quite a few years until the legendary doomsday. I hope things continue to go smoothly."

Jerome was just an ordinary soldier in the Empire. Like countless other soldiers, he deeply loved his country and was willing to give his life for it.

However, he is also worried about the future of the country.

The prophesied day is a legend left behind by the fallen gods. Although the people of the empire have always been skeptical of such a rumor, once they reach a certain level of power, they will surely be able to learn the truth of this world and the truth or falsehood of the prophesied day.

The day of prophecy has come true.

The world will be destroyed, and that's true.

Unfortunately, when that day comes, Jerome, who has always been mediocre, will probably not be able to experience it himself.

He was a fifty-year-old man, past the age of fifty. If he hadn't died fighting for the empire one day, he would have gradually grown old in another thirty or forty years, until he could no longer walk, until he died from exhaustion, thus reaching the end of his life.

Jerome looked forward to the day when his life would end, but he also feared that after he died of old age, he would not see the future of the Empire and would be unable to continue to dedicate his strength to it.

"We have now reached the most critical juncture. It is said that envoys from various major powers will arrive soon, at which time the whole world will truly unite."

"In that case, we probably won't be too passive when facing those damned extraterrestrial demons in the future."

Fear does not exist in a soldier's dictionary, nor should it exist.

They would obey any order given by their leader unconditionally, even if it meant facing an abyss.

"Ah, it feels so quiet..."

Jerome murmured to himself, even though the world was filled with the noisy sound of rain, he still felt a strange sense of deathly stillness permeating the room.

It could also be because of this inexplicable unease in my heart.

He shook his head, trying to stop himself from thinking about bad things, and instead recalled his hometown, his wife who was waiting for his return, and his four children who were serving in the empire.

"I have two more hours until my shift ends. After that, I only need to stay at the gate for another week, and then I'll have a three-day holiday. By then, my eldest son will be getting married, and as his father, I have to think about how to face him. After all, my daughter-in-law comes from a noble family, and my son can't afford to lose face."

When he has nothing to do, besides worrying about the safety of the empire, he also thinks about some everyday family matters.

Of course, this is only when things are peaceful, and that's when he can relax for a moment and let himself unwind.