Doctor, I'm really strong!

However, these mercenaries are still a bit troublesome; one family certainly can't handle them all, so...

Let's unite!

Chapter 138: What's that person's name!?

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On a dark and windy night, people are killing people and setting fires.

That evening, a special guest arrived at a noble mansion in Kazdel.

He was an envoy of Regent Theresis, and also the youngest general under Theresis—Manfred.

As a skilled Sarkaz, Manfred excels in both military leadership and individual combat. His purpose in coming here today is to deliver the Regent's orders: to recruit soldiers from the local area through these Kazdel nobles. The Regent's plans in Londinium require a large workforce, especially mercenaries.

If possible, Theresis would prefer that his warriors be battle-hardened elites, but unfortunately, the Sarkaz currently lack the territory to station troops and develop, so he has to settle for second best and recruit mercenaries to solve the problem.

They were at least experienced in combat, so if the quality wasn't good enough, they made up for it with quantity.

As the regent's envoy, the local nobles naturally dared not neglect him. Everyone knew how ruthless the regent was towards his enemies; if you dared to speak ill of him, you probably wouldn't see the sun rise the next day.

However, when Manfred arrived at the meeting place, he found that these nobles had very few guards around them.

"Where are your guards? Is Kazdel so poor that it can't afford to support an army?"

"No, no, no, Lord Manfred, you misunderstand. It's just that we have business tonight, so many guards have been sent out."

Manfred knew perfectly well that the business these people were talking about wasn't anything legitimate. After looking around, he asked, "Does everyone have business today? It's probably not all the same business, is it?"

The nobles laughed, and the air was filled with a joyful atmosphere, mixed with a sense of mutual wariness.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be necessary to send so many people, but that's a huge sum of money. If fewer people are sent out, they'll definitely suffer losses when it comes to dividing the spoils. So, on the surface, everyone says, "These people are enough for me," but at the execution level, they send out as many as they can. There's definitely a hidden agenda of double-crossing in this.

Kazdel has seven large noble families, which is a bit too many. It would be better to have only one, and all of them want to be that one.

The rich second-generation fool who ran away from Yan Country this time is obviously the best target. After making a fortune, he can then recruit soldiers and expand his strength, swallowing up everything around him, and waiting for the next opportunity.

Who says this is Kazdel? If you don't eat others, they'll eat you.

Manfred shook his head. These guys were far from the emperor's reach. If the regent were here, it would be easy to subdue them. But now that the regent was thousands of miles away in Lentinium, he obviously couldn't make them obey. He could only hope that they wouldn't ruin the regent's plans because of this business deal.

Thinking of this, Manfred casually asked, "What nationality is the business partner this time? What's their name?"

A nobleman stepped forward and replied, "My lord, please rest assured, he's just a nouveau riche from Yan Kingdom, a nobody. His name seems to be... Liu, Jiuli. That's how it's pronounced in Yan Kingdom, isn't it?"

Manfred nodded instinctively, then quickly realized what he meant.

Wait a minute, Liu Jiuli, why does that name sound familiar?

Manfred's brows furrowed quickly as he caught a glimpse of the pen hanging around his neck out of the corner of his eye.

This is the fountain pen he uses in his office. I heard it was made by a company called Future Technology in Lungmen. It's sturdy and durable, and Manfred really liked the black exterior, so he bought it at a high price.

Longmen, the future technology company, their boss is probably named Liu Jiuli.

Not only that, but during this period, many Sarkaz members with deep blood ties to the Regent conveyed a message to him: there was discord within the Sarkaz.

There is some kind of connection between Sarkaz, but under normal circumstances, ordinary Sarkaz cannot sense it, while Sarkaz with deep bloodlines can hear the voices of their tribe.

However, these sounds are also graded.

In most cases, these sounds are chaotic and complex, sounding like static. They don't want to listen to them at all and subconsciously block them out to avoid affecting their sleep.

However, if there is a will, or a goal, that can unite the Sarkaz, their voices will grow louder and more unified, until they become so loud that the entire Sarkaz community cannot ignore them and is drawn to them, whether actively or passively. This situation often signifies one thing.

A new Demon Lord has appeared, and the path of the Sarkaz is extending.

This has happened before. Theresa was the most popular choice, but after Theresa's death, Theresis became the most popular choice. However, both of them have one thing in common: no matter how charismatic they are, their voices are unified but also accompanied by some dissenting opinions. This shows that the paths they choose will inevitably face some opposition.

With Theresia's departure, the Sarkaz are now dominated by Theresis's voice, but now, different voices are emerging in the collective consciousness of the Sarkaz.

They were few in number, but exceptionally united, and their voices were remarkably consistent. In the words of the royal Sarkaz, "I have never heard such a unified voice before."

These voices are few in number, but their influence is extremely powerful. Especially recently, these voices have begun to assimilate other Sarkaz to the point that they can no longer be ignored. Even Sarkaz like Manfred, who doesn't have a particularly strong bloodline, can occasionally hear the voice in his dreams.

As these voices resonated with one heart, an image gradually emerged in the collective consciousness of the Sarkaz.

That person's name is Liu Jiuli.

With a clear image and a specific name, Liu Jiuli's image in the Sarkaz's consciousness was even more concrete than Beatrice's, which was incomprehensible.

What's even more incomprehensible is that this person isn't a Sarkaz, and it's impossible to tell what race he is by his appearance, yet those voices of one mind so extol him, respect him, and follow him fervently.

Therese and a group of professionals studied the situation for ten days and nights but still couldn't figure it out. However, they were certain that this man named Liu Jiuli was not someone to be trifled with.

Having figured this out, Manfred roared, "Get your men back immediately, now!"

The nobles were stunned by Manfred's shout. Just as they were about to ask why, a deafening roar came from afar, and the night was illuminated by the rising flames.

The businessmen sent by the nobles have already successfully taken off with the help of a ton of TNT.

Chapter 139: The Demon King Who Isn't a Demon King

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For Liu Jiuli, this wave of enemies was a breeze to deceive him.

They took the bait easily and headed straight for the crematorium without even properly surveying the scene. If they had been even slightly more careful, the thing that killed them would have changed from TNT to a heavy machine gun.

There was another perimeter around just in case; letting them in didn't mean they were allowed to come out.

They all seem pretty tragic, but at least the latter one leaves something behind; this ton of TNT wiped out everything.

Back in World War I, when people were cleaning up the bodies in the trenches, they used spoons and lunchboxes, right? Consider this a preview of what it's like to experience the tunnel demolition treatment of World War I. Goodbye and best wishes.

Five kilometers from the explosion site, Liu Jiuli sat on the edge of an abandoned high-rise building, watching the smoke rising in the distance, and said, "Our enemies are really adorably stupid."

W subconsciously glanced at the C4 explosives on his body. This stuff was indeed much better than the previous Originium bombs, and it could be processed into any size at any time, making it a perfect tool for murder and robbery. The only problem was that only the Red Guard's arsenal could produce it, making it a special supply.

It is said that this thing also incorporates Originium Arts (the original C4 explosive was processed with Originium Arts and mass-produced into a localized model, with a power five times that of traditional C4 explosive), and it can indeed be remotely controlled by W through Originium Arts. As a caster-level weapon of lethality, it has achieved the best.

There's nothing to sell on the market.

Now that Liu Jiuli has displayed the brilliance of art, W has begun to worry about the damage caused by these powerful weapons.

“Releasing something like this, you’re a demon king,” W said instinctively.

“Demon King, hehehe.” Liu Jiuli chuckled, stood up and said, “The birth of gunpowder shattered the fortress of feudal lords. Weapons of the new era must naturally match a completely new era. To those who benefited from the old order, I might… no, I must be a demon king.”

Liu Jiuli made this metaphor offhand, but what he didn't notice was that when he uttered the word "Demon King," all the Sarkaz members of the Red Guards around him focused their attention on him, their eyes filled with fervor, as if they were expecting something.

W asked instinctively, "You're not serious, are you?"

Liu Jiuli: "What do you mean, 'seriously'?"

W: "To become the Demon King or something."

Facing W's expectant yet skeptical gaze, Liu Jiuli said strangely, "Is there a problem? Our enemies will definitely smear us. Before we completely eliminate them, they will throw countless accusations at us. To them, I am the Demon King, and the Red Guards are the Demon Army, the mortal enemies they must eliminate."

Liu Jiuli paused for a moment, then continued, "Get ready. If you follow me, you'll be getting yelled at a lot more often. Hey, are you even listening to me? W, W? What are you thinking?"

W was clearly distracted. It wasn't until Liu Jiuli called her a few times that she snapped out of it and instinctively took two steps back, leaving Liu Jiuli completely bewildered.

What are you thinking?

"It's nothing, I just suddenly realized that things are pretty good this way."

W remembered Princess Theresa's wish: under the banner of the Red Guards, whether Sarkaz or Infected, everyone had a bright future. Therefore…

So what if he's a demon king who isn't a demon king? Besides, he himself has admitted it.

Liu Jiuli had no idea how much of a misunderstanding his words had caused. He was just using a metaphor, but just as you don't need to worry about racial discrimination in China, but you can't call someone a "nigger" in America, cultural differences always lead to unexpected misunderstandings.

The smoke in the distance began to dissipate. This explosion was meticulously prepared by W to ensure that no area around it would be affected except for the blast zone, ensuring that the enemy would be wiped out completely.

Liu Jiuli opened the full-pinyin call and said to the soldiers who were about to take action: "Comrades, there are many locals of Kazdel in this mission. You were born here, but you had to leave for various reasons. I believe that everyone has a longing for home, but the suffering in your hometown has left you with no choice but to leave."

"Today I have brought you back here with only one goal: to liberate the people here, to liberate this land that has suffered so much. We will turn Kazdel into a vibrant farmland, so that everyone here can have enough to eat and wear, and live as human beings!"

"We are walking on an unimaginable path. We will create unprecedented miracles and experience unprecedented hardships. If anyone thinks that only a demon king can choose such a path, then I gladly accept that title. I will carry out that great ideal with the most resolute will!"

"Comrades, attack! Liberate Kazdel!"

For Liu Jiuli, this was a pre-battle speech delivered with heartfelt emotion, but the effect it produced was beyond his expectations.

"For Kazdel! Charge!"

The Sarkaz soldier beside him leaped up with a thousand percent fanaticism and jumped directly from the fifth floor, startling Liu Jiuli. Fortunately, the soldier continued to charge forward alive and kicking after the jump, which relieved Liu Jiuli.

"After all, it's about liberating our own home, so it's normal to be a little excited."

That's how Liu Jiuli understood it, but he didn't even notice that even W was looking at him differently at this moment.

If W previously chose to obey only from the perspective of shared interests, then now it means fully acknowledging and executing orders.

The Sarkaz who had just heard Liu Jiuli's pre-battle speech had only one thought in their minds: Our leader is willing to become the Demon King! Our Demon King has been born! The Demon King we are willing to serve has been born!

Regardless of how many Chinese words they selectively filtered out in their line of reasoning, that's what they believe, and this shared thought, when it coalesced, produced an unexpected effect.

At this moment, all the Sarkaz in the Red Guards rushed towards their designated target like madmen. Under their influence, the Red Guards soldiers of other races also became radicalized. Emotions can spread and be contagious. Soon, a group of Sarkaz fought with the feeling of Ursus's Ura charge. With their powerful weapons and armor, they instantly took down the enemy from a distance. Even if the enemy chose to fight in melee, they would launch a frenzied counterattack.

The nobles had sent out all their capable men in order to do business with Liu Jiuli. Most of them were taken away by a ton of TNT, and those who remained were either injured or bewildered. Now, when they were attacked by a group of ferocious enemies, they collapsed instantly.

Moreover, the Sarkaz who wanted to retaliate felt, the moment they clashed with these soldiers, that they were fighting a demon king, that they were rebelling against a demon king.

This chain reaction was even more terrifying, almost instantly breaking through the enemy's mental defenses. Facing those enemies who had lost their will to fight, the Red Guards did not attack. Their goal was to strike at the heart of the enemy's power, completely dismantle the upper echelons of Kazdel, and pave the way for the subsequent Kazdel reforms.

So tonight, all those Sarkaz nobles will die.

Just as they launched their attack, deep within the Sarkaz's consciousness, the previously condensed sound suddenly exploded. To those Sarkaz with deep bloodlines, this feeling was like a light bursting forth in a dark world, as if a sun was radiating its light and heat without any concealment.

Theresis, far away in Londinium, suddenly stopped what she was doing. At the same time, other Sarkaz with deep bloodlines felt the same way, including Amiya, who was busy in Steelgrad.

The outburst was so intense and obvious that Sarkaz around the world felt like they were hallucinating.

Only the ancient Sarkaz knew that a new Demon King had been born and had gained their approval.

A demon king who is not a demon king.

Chapter 140: Kazdel New Order

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