Chapter 445 - - 430 Chaotic Kingdom_1

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Now, in such a vast world, only over a hundred and eighty Alien Warriors remained.

Finding a warrior from Qiyuan Star amid them, with the key skill that was also suitable for challenging the Solar God, was almost tantamount to striking it big.

It wasn’t entirely about luck.

Reilir, the righteous six-winged Angel, rode the Chariot of the Solar God, parading through the skies with regal composure.

Theoretically, as everyone aimed to awaken the God Spirits, a six-winged Angel was a shortcut to approaching the Solar God. Warriors with a spirit of adventure had a high likelihood of coming out and proactively approaching Reilir.

Duge and Phyra had agreed on a four-day window, the shortest time for Phyra to travel to and from the Forest of the Mist.

Within those four days, Duge had to return to Bordeluna.

Of course, it didn’t matter much if Duge arrived a bit late, as long as Phyra’s poison was in place.

However, to avoid unforeseen complications, Duge stuck firmly to this deadline.

In the Alien Battlefield, where everyone boasted a rapid-push strategy, plenty of variables were bound to arise.

Therefore, Duge couldn’t venture too far. He randomly chose a direction different from that of the Lucerne Kingdom.

After all,

he had traveled all the way from the Lucerne Kingdom, without encountering any trace of Alien Warriors along the way.

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“…This country is called the Mowther Kingdom, and due to its terrain, unlike the all-human Lucerne Kingdom, many races coexist here, including Orcs, Half-orcs, Elves, Half-elves, Dwarves, Halflings, and so on. Of course, humans still dominate since they have a far greater reproductive capacity than the other races.”

Above the Chariot of the Solar God, Reilir was introducing the kingdom below to Duge.

The distance between the Mowther Kingdom and the Lucerne Kingdom was too vast. Holley, who had no learning and had never ventured far, had no idea about the characteristics or makeup of other countries.

“You can tell from the names of the races,” Duge’s mouth twitched slightly. Half-orcs, half-elves, halflings… It wasn’t just about strong reproductive capabilities; they simply had no reservations.

“In the Mowther Kingdom, the human race holds a relatively higher status. These mixed breeds, the half-humans, rank very low in society, even disdained by their own parents,” Reilir chuckled awkwardly and continued.

Duge could have guessed as much without Reilir saying anything.

He glanced down at the country below, musing that if he had been born in this nation, whether striving to be honorable or aiming to divide, it should have been very easy!

“Reilir, when we come across large towns, slow down. Glide slowly over the city,” Duge instructed, spotting a densely populated town ahead.

“Alright,” Reilir responded promptly, decisively slowing down. He wasn’t entirely clear about Duge’s objective for coming here, but he knew Duge was not one to act without a purpose. Following his lead was never wrong.

“Does the Mowther Kingdom have a Holy See?” Duge asked.

“Yes,” Reilir answered, “The Mowther Kingdom also has a Holy See. The Pope’s name is Kume. However, with the abundance of races here, many do not worship the Solar God, so the Holy See isn’t as extensive as in the Lucerne Kingdom. If you need to gather information through the Pope, I can take you directly to the headquarters of the Holy See…”

“No need, just continue as we are. Loop a few more times over the city.” Duge said. His divine consciousness could nearly cover the entire city. Basically, after circling a few times, he would know if there were any Alien Warriors in the city.

In the previous two Alien Battlefields, he often used this method to find people, and it never failed.

As the Chariot of the Solar God passed by, the city’s inhabitants mostly looked up in awe, and the bolder ones gestured towards the Angel.

Duge looked down.

Indeed, among the crowd on the streets were half-orcs with feline faces on human bodies, porcine faces on human bodies, human torsos with horse heads; there were also half-elves with pointed ears and attractive appearances…

The conditions of these half-humans were indeed not so good. They were mostly dressed in coarse hemp clothes, looking haggard and generally engaged in hard labor, like building roads or other strenuous activities.

Some better-looking ones were working outside taverns or brothels to attract customers. Occasionally, lecherous individuals would take advantage of them, and these half-humans dared not resist. Instead, they would put on a servile smile, fearful of angering them;

Additionally, many robust or even better-looking half-humans were chained up like animals for some nobles to pick and choose from…

Duge slightly furrowed his brows. Although his way of doing things was decisive, and he had killed many, he rarely bullied the weak. This was a filthy land.

As the Chariot of the Solar God passed through the city called Lando, the voices of the city’s people flooded into Duge’s ears as his brain rapidly filtered through the conversations for useful information.

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“It’s the Chariot of the Solar God, the Six-Winged Angel of Bordeluna!”

“What’s the use? Can the Angel relieve our suffering? They’re no different from the Holy See, just thinking about squeezing our wealth…”

“Keep your voice down, don’t let him hear you, I’ve heard Angels possess Divine Power.”

“What’s there to be afraid of? If he’s capable, let him kill me; living like this is meaningless anyway.”

“Have you heard? In East Coast City, a Sage established a new religious sect called the Sky King Church, which preaches that all beings are equal…”

“Klo, give up your fantasies. I’ve stopped believing in equality for all beings. These new sects will most likely deceive us, then stuff their pockets with our money, and sell us to the mines. They will extract every bit of value they can from us.”

“Zadi, this time it may be true. I heard that many half-beasts have fled to the East Coast. I heard that the great Sky King of the Sky King Church killed the city lord, just to stand up for the half-beasts’ benefits.”

“Then we definitely can’t go. Killing the city lord is a grave sin; the Mowther Kingdom will surely send troops to attack him. In this country, no one can speak for us…”

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“Reilir, is East Coast City far from here?” Duge asked. In a world where nonhumans were considered inferior, the sudden emergence of someone preaching equality for all beings was almost certainly an Alien Warrior.

“It’s not too far, on the border of Mowther Kingdom. At most, it would take a day to reach,” Reilir said. “Holley King, are we going to East Coast City? It’s a very chaotic city with a mix of all sorts of people…”

“Yes, that’s where we’ll go,” Duge nodded, “But before we go, let’s find the nobles of this city. I am going to hold a great Judgement.”

The reputation of Holley King hadn’t spread here due to the great distance between Mowther Kingdom and Lucerne Kingdom. Otherwise, the half-beasts who had completely lost hope in life would not have the attitude they had now.

But it wasn’t too late. Duge would let them know what true equality for all beings meant and who were the real doers.

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Reilir was very efficient.

In fact, few nobles dared to disrespect a Six-Winged Angel, even if they didn’t worship the Solar God. When summoned by a Six-Winged Angel, they had to come, and come formally dressed at that.

But this time, what awaited them was Duge’s Judgement.

When the nobles on the square, with faces full of panic, shouted out their crimes, all the onlookers were astounded.

And when the man who emerged from the Chariot of the Solar God, with the Martial Spirit of the Sea God on his back, holding the Sword of Judgement, declared them guilty, and beheaded the nobles, proclaiming that he would forever patrol the Mortal Realm, punishing all who were sinful, Lando City from top to bottom plunged into utter madness.

Especially the oppressed nonhumans, who became Duge’s followers almost instantly.

They didn’t care whether the one who emerged from the Chariot of the Solar God was the Solar God himself.

All they needed to know was that this God Spirit named Holley King could bring them a truly better life, and that was enough!

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After the executions, Duge sat back in the Chariot of the Solar God amidst the cheers of the crowd and headed for the next city.

If this had been in Lucerne Kingdom, he would have stayed to comfort the people, publicize policies, and fully exploit all the property values possible, but now, with limited time, he couldn’t attend to all that—letting the properties naturally ferment was enough.

Killing the nobles could brush up his righteousness properties, the chaos caused by killing the nobles could brush up his division properties, and using the Sword of Judgement to execute the guilty could accelerate the chances of the Sword of Judgement becoming a derivative item. It was a win-win-win situation—why not do it!

Compared to the Alien Warrior who created the Sky King Church, Duge would rather see his own powers increase.

The difference between his strength and that of the Solar God was fivefold; if the herbs from the Forest God could weaken the Solar God by half, their strength would be less than double apart.

If in these two to three days, he could double his own attribute values, the gap with the Solar God would be further narrowed. Even if he couldn’t beat him, the chances of escaping would be greater.

And so, Duge traveled from place to place, holding Judgements, and leaving behind countless legends of Holley King…

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