Borg capital.
Even if you look at the entire Zambutal region, it is one of the best cities. Borg's huge industrial manufacturing has driven a sharp increase in the productivity of the entire country. In the entire Zambutal region, this city is probably the only place where you can see vehicles powered by steam engines.
Not only that, the Borg's powerful industrial system also brings convenience to the entire nation.
Wealthy citizens can even use mechanical wheeled vehicles instead of horse-drawn carriages. To a large extent, this country actually represents the most advanced technology in the region... Ordinary steam machinery can no longer satisfy the Borg's curiosity. They began to study astronomy and science; trace history, and find a broader way out from various remaining civilizations.
In the minds of many Borgs, it is precisely because their country is too advanced that it has attracted dissatisfaction from other surrounding countries!
They think the Borg are rebels, and it is they who bring about constant changes that force the whole world to follow them. However, the faster the Borg move, the more crisis other countries feel.
Therefore, over the years, smaller countries either submitted to it or the larger kingdoms didn't show any favor to them.
But now they have to watch...
In the palace, the Emperor of Borg, an elderly man in his sixties or seventies, was wearing noble clothes and a crown on his head that symbolized power. He was observing himself in the mirror.
"We've already wasted too much time, too much...if we keep going on it's not good for us, it's not good for the nation as a whole."
It's like talking to oneself.
But just as he asked this question, the voice suddenly changed from that of an elderly man to an extremely sharp voice.
But it's still the same person saying...
"Any wait is worth it for our ultimate goal. A little sacrifice is necessary."
"But they were my soldiers, my people!" The voice turned back into the roar of the old man.
"Yes, yes... My Emperor, they are your people. They are... the entire country. Whether it's the people you deformed with the potion or the people you sacrificed blood to summon me, they are all your people."
The sarcastic voice continued.
Now the two people have become one and can talk to each other, but to outsiders it looks like the same person speaking in different tones.
"But that is..."
"Come on, noble emperor, we can argue about this all day, or we can calm down and continue to study our topic... You summoned me, and I gave you the ability to continue living, allowing you to live longer, but now this power can't last much longer. We need more and more powerful power." said the sharp voice.
The emperor glanced in the mirror. Every time the other person spoke, his eyes would turn dark, and his expression would become ferocious...
"So what exactly is this power you're talking about? The Old Seal?"
"That's just one of them... We're looking for a lot of things. Any ancient instrument that records them will do. If we can find a holy relic, that would be even better. We need to conquer the enemy and then find it in their treasure trove!"
Even now the Emperor of Borg is a little confused.
In order to relieve the pain of dying, he got something from a religious person that could summon a great thing, and its appearance did relieve the pain in his body.
Not only that, in recent times, it has even been discovered that his physical functions have returned to those of a young man... He can continue to seek pleasure from palace maids, and there is more than one.
However, as time went on, Emperor Borg discovered that the "thing" he summoned and signed a blood contract with could talk to him, and under its guidance, he sent people to the surrounding areas to search for some ancient holy artifacts.
The purpose is to summon a greater existence!
As long as they appear, the so-called immortality and the so-called power are nothing but the smallest prayers.
"More than half a year ago, an incident of summoning ancient gods occurred in the Bashalan Empire. This means that someone has gotten ahead of us, so we need to speed up the progress. There are already many hunters around who are watching them, and we have an absolute advantage." The voice continued to urge Emperor Borg.
"But our soldiers have run into trouble on the front lines and haven't been able to advance any further for months!"
"Then use this time to plunder anything relevant in the local area."
"Is there a problem?"
the Borg Emperor inquired.
However, the thing in his body could not speak for a long time. It was peeking at the mirror, and the 'self' in the mirror was also peeking at it!
"I always have a bad feeling, as if there is some kind of power in this room watching us."
The Borg Emperor suddenly turned around and looked around.
This is your own room, even servants cannot enter without permission!
Suddenly at this moment the eunuch at the door shouted urgently to report.
"What's going on outside?"
"Yes... there's news from the military. It's urgent and requires His Majesty the Emperor to come and take a look."
The ferocious expression in the mirror disappeared, and Emperor Borg hurried to open the door and followed the eunuch in...
News from the military.
Now his own soldiers are being sent to the front line to fight. Victory is in sight, but the enemy's resistance has suddenly become stubborn, extending the battle that should have ended last autumn to the spring of the following year. One has to admire the perseverance of the Basaran people.
"What happened?"
Following the eunuch to the main hall, Emperor Borg asked as soon as he saw the herald standing there.
"To the east, a large number of desert cavalry have been discovered facing our allies, the Kates!"
"What?! Which country is he from?"
The Borg Emperor asked suddenly anxiously.
"We don't know yet, but the rumors say there are countless flying dragons in the sky and giant war beasts leading the way."
The herald's answer instantly reminded Emperor Borg of the countries deep in the desert...
"The Sun King sent troops? How is that possible!"
……………………
At this moment it is located at another junction of Adak and Zambutal.
The Kite, allied with the Borg, are looking beyond their own border defenses...
The border team of more than 3,000 people now only had the urge to run away.
How to fight!
Can we fight then!!!
Dust was flying in the Gobi Desert, and in the dust, more than a dozen huge beasts were approaching.
I could feel the tremors on my face and the ground...
"That's a clefthoof! Fire, fire!"
The artillery fire was directed at one point in an orderly manner, but the opponent's huge body, which was nearly ten meters tall, just shook its head and then rushed towards the border defense line like crazy.
"Let's go, let's go!"
I don't even have the courage to resist.
How could such a thing come here...
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