Chapter 85: Planning a City
The "City of Glory" has developed rapidly in recent years. In just a few decades, it has possessed terrifying combat power.
Although it only has five Behemoth-class mechanical cities, it is far smaller than the 72 provinces of Bioma. But in terms of combat power, it has the glory of a powerful magician group, which is unparalleled in the world!
Even the "City of Destruction", the strongest mechanical city in Omar, is not inferior.
Moreover, the better this "Free City" develops, the more uneasy Omar's upper nobles feel.
As its reputation grows, more and more extraordinary people are attracted here, and the economy, population, and combat power here are growing explosively.
Now, the nobles of Omar can also block the news and use laws to restrict the migration of their subjects.
But as more and more scavengers spread the reputation of this "city of freedom", Oma will inevitably face wave after wave of migration.
Once, the misty plains west of the "Alcoron Mountains" represented death and the unknown.
Now, because of the existence of the "Glorious City", this place has become a paradise of opportunities.
On one side is the life of the untouchables enslaved by the nobles, and on the other side is the city of freedom and opportunity where there is no exploitation and everyone can awaken the extraordinary. For the lower class, there is this fatal temptation. Even if it violates the harsh laws...
Without the untouchables in the territory, how can the nobility be noble?
It can be predicted that in a few years, more and more civilians and scavengers will migrate here.
Just like when Dorena Spuglin, the first emperor of Omar, got the opportunity of steam technology and built the first steel mechanical city "Usenbar", it may quietly become a huge and unshakable empire!
Unfortunately, the opportunity of "City of Glory" has now been cut off.
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The hexagram magic array in the secret room lit up, and the patriarchs of the five major families in the City of Light were teleported away one after another.
There were only two people left in the huge room.
Prince Quentin of Omar looked at the covenant agreement on the table, smiled, and murmured: "Destroying a strong city is not just a matter of conquering it by force. Those old-fashioned magicians are still a little bit behind in playing politics..."
Metternich also echoed: "Yes, this 'Glorious City' will never become the third empire on this land. Powerful existences often begin to split from within..."
After a pause, the staff member said with a smile on his face, "Once the establishment of the 'Glorious Kingdom' is announced and a privileged class is established, the City of Glorious City will immediately lose its greatest advantage in attracting wasteland hunters. The contribution system will be meaningless, and the city's wealth will be divided up completely by the greed of the privileged class. At that time, this city will gradually become an ordinary wasteland hunting city like other places. By then, without the liar hunters flocking to it, the 'Alcolon Mountains' will not only not be a protective barrier for these noble mages, but will become their death fence..."
"That's right! This group of pedantic mages want to gain benefits but are unwilling to accept the constraints of the empire. How can such a good thing happen?"
The eldest prince Quentin was somewhat excited when he heard this, because this was a "grand plan" that he had participated in designing throughout the process. He said, "After the signing of the covenant, with the right to free trade, our caravan will use its huge financial advantage to sweep away the wealth accumulated by this city for decades!"
Metternich smiled and said, "When your Majesty Quentin ascends the throne, together with the people from the five major families we have bribed, we will be able to easily control this kingdom and firmly hold the land west of the Alcolon Mountains in our hands!"
Expanding territory is the emperor's proudest achievement.
When Quentin heard this, he instantly felt very proud. Although he had not yet ascended the throne, he could already imagine that he was more glorious than his ancestors and would leave a significant mark in the history books of Omar.
He looked at Metternich and said sincerely: "Sir, you have the talent of a national hero!"
Metternich smiled noncommittally and said, "It is my duty to share the worries of Your Highness and Her Majesty the Queen."
"Oh, right..."
At this time, Quentin changed the subject, thinking of something, and said, "Sir, are you sure you can get Master Kavo to agree to establish a country in the City of Glory? After all, in the City of Glory, no one can defeat this great mage who is the leader of the 'Ten Legends'..."
Hearing this, Metternich smiled mysteriously and said, "Yes, that's why we need to wait for the right time."
Quentin pondered, "Timing?"
Metternich's eyes gradually became hazy, and he said lightly: "Your Highness, I have been preparing for so long, spreading the news of the 'Remains of the Seventy-two Legendary Gods', and stealing the sealed holy objects of the barbarians, just to wait for that opportunity..."
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After Metternich left the secret room.
The excitement on the eldest prince Quentin's face disappeared completely as if his expression changed, and was replaced by a gloomy frown.
At this moment, a ripple appeared in the void, and a stealthy royal guard quietly revealed his figure.
"Your Highness."
"Keep a close eye on him and report his whereabouts and every move to me. Who he met, what he said, where he went, record everything in detail... After the task is completed, kill him."
"Yes, Your Highness."
As soon as he finished speaking, the top assassin disappeared into the secret room.
Quentin's eyes were misty, but a hint of a sinister smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He muttered to himself in an imperceptible voice: "Mr. Metternich... Tsk tsk, without your advice, I would have to wait many years to ascend the throne. Unfortunately, smart people are too dangerous. I dare not keep them around. So, I'd better send you off..."
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Inside the "Kyukyoujin Martial Arts Hall".
The foreplay of the battle between the two masters has begun.
As usual, disciples from the two major martial arts schools will demonstrate their martial arts first.
Amid the cheers of the audience, a muscular man with his upper body naked carried a huge rock with a diameter of about three meters onto the stage. The ground trembled slightly with every step he took, and his muscles were knotted and shiny, making him look extremely powerful.
"Look, that's Grandmaster Qianghu's disciple, the Demon Hunter Aragorn!"
"Aragorn the Iron Fist? Legend has it that he is a very powerful being who once killed a third-level magical beast, a spotted tiger, with one punch..."
“…”
Ryan's pupils shrank slightly, and he was also shocked by the huge force. The stone weighed at least five or six tons.
Although he has been hanging out in the Kyokushin Martial Arts School recently, he has heard of the name of "Iron Fist" Aragorn of the Tycoon Martial Arts School.
This fellow has been in the third level of transcendence for many years, and has studied the ultimate martial art [Secret Cannon Fist] to perfection.
At this moment, Aragorn walked onto the stage and smashed the three-meter-high boulder onto the stage, then clenched his fist to gather strength. His entire body was filled with flames and fighting spirit, and he looked as if he was burning in flames.
"roar……"
There was another deafening roar, and Aragorn's muscles bulged. About three seconds later, he punched out!
A shocking scene happened!
It was as if the air around the fist was compressed to the extreme, and a twisted airflow could be seen lingering around the fist of the jab with the naked eye.
The next moment, the fist touched the boulder, and like a cannonball hitting it, a huge force exploded instantly!
“Bang!”
The three-meter-high boulder turned into dust and gravel, and after a loud bang, it was smashed into pieces by this punch!
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“So amazing…”
Ryan's eyes widened and he sighed inwardly.
This punch is the ultimate skill exclusive to the [Martial Artist] - [Cannon Fist]. It is a powerful blow that can destroy everything in its path!
High burst, high armor penetration, one-punch fatality...
The only drawback is that it requires a certain amount of time to accumulate power and become stiff.
The onlookers were so excited that their blood boiled.
"If I get hit by this punch, I'm afraid even the heavy armor will be cracked..."
"As expected, he is a master who can go to the wilderness alone to hunt monsters!"
"Aragorn's strength is not limited... He only charged for three seconds just now. I heard that he has now trained to the he can charge for five seconds and send out a punch that can threaten the life of a fourth-level monster!"
“…”
This kind of martial arts display truly demonstrates the strength of the fighter sequence. No matter what fancy moves you have, you're gone after getting hit by one punch.
At this time, the "Kyukyou Martial Arts Hall" was not willing to be outdone.
A middle-aged man in training clothes walked up.
"Wow, look! That's Grandmaster Capone's favorite disciple, the great Qigong master 'Crane Fist' Terry!"
People from the Qigong Master lineage appear to be much more restrained, and their fighting spirit is not as extreme as that of martial artists.
After this "Crane Fist" Terry came on stage, he gave a fist-bump salute to the audience, and then stood in front of a row of sandbags hanging on the ring.
He stood there without making any big movements. A layer of white wind elemental fighting spirit was slightly condensed on his fist. Without shouting, he punched the sandbag with lightning speed.
At this moment, a surprising scene appeared!
Terry's huge sandbag just swayed slightly, and the seven or eight sandbags behind it seemed to be hit from a distance and began to sway like wind chimes.
All I could hear was the sound of leather tearing, "hiss", "hiss", "hiss".
The next second, the sandbags filled with fine sand exploded at almost the same height, creating a fist-sized hole, and the fine sand spurted out like a burst pipe!
“Wow…that’s amazing.”
"Oh my god..."
Seeing this scene, the audience was excited again.
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"Injure people from a distance, kill people from a distance... The Qigong master's exclusive secret technique [Sky God Strike] is indeed worthy of its reputation."
Ryan saw the gleam in his eyes and exclaimed in his heart that it was amazing.
Although this light punch was much quieter than the one that hit the stone just now, it should not be underestimated.
This is also the real killer move!
Heavy armor and shield warfare have an absolute defensive advantage for almost any profession. High physical damage immunity, high spell immunity... A good set of enchanted armor can make most of the means of magic, muskets, swords, guns and arrows ineffective...
However, if you meet someone who has mastered this secret, you won't be afraid of fighting even with heavy armor and shield.
Although its power is far less than the previous [Cannon Fist], the energy of [Sky God Strike] can directly penetrate armor and break a person's lungs with one strike...
At this moment, there were only sparkling little stars in Ryan's eyes.
These two secrets of the move are awesome, Klaus!
