Chapter 1516
Chapter 1516 - 1512: Start Rolling
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"Declare war on the Northern Countries!"
"Declare war on the Southern Archipelagos!"
"Declare war on the countless lives in the desolate seas..."
From the moment Shark Overlord Lu made his appearance in the history of the Octopus Worlds, everyone thought he was probably insane.
The subordinate worlds of the Octopus World were indeed "relatively free," and as long as there was no rebellion, the Upper Echelons generally wouldn’t interfere.
"You start by rebelling?! Have you lost your mind?"
"People only achieve as much as they dare... Okay, I’ll just say it, when I declared war, I felt destiny."
To ordinary Rule-level Strongmen, destiny was nothing more than "feeling good today" or "my luck is always great"—mere favors of fate.
But for Lu, who had been the Son of Destiny more than once, destiny was a real sense of being blessed by the heavens, and his Spiritual intuition could provide him with premonitions.
"This world... no, the Octopus World, is all about consumption, slaughter, and Erosion. The weak and the peacekeepers rightfully become food and sacrificial offerings."
Moreover, Ping’an could feel that with every "Feeding," his body and Soul would receive clear buffs.
This was the jungle world, a world that would never truly have a King.
Slaughter was encouraged, the weaker deserved to be eliminated, the weaker were inevitably turned into food, and the "Devourer"... whether consuming flesh or life, would grow rapidly.
"No wonder those Rule-level beings are a bit weak, mostly the lowest grade... It turns out they are Rule-level creatures built up through sheer numbers and consumption."
Amidst wails and howls, Lu Ping’an enjoyed his lunch.
The entire city was now covered with black dead trees; the "Bloodsucking Vine" genes obtained from this world perfectly matched the rules of this world.
Black Vines and dead wood spread throughout the city, and the "nutrition" hanging from them was their source of Life.
"Shark Overlord" directly settled accounts with the past City Lord, rebels, and opportunistic criminals, displaying his authority in the manner that best fit the rules of this world.
"My word is the only command in this city."
"No random killing of the weaker. They are my wealth... Those who harm my wealth will pay double the price; if you kill his daughter, I’ll kill your entire family."
"Do not plunder farmers, herders, Craftsmen. They, too, are my wealth, and worth far more than you useless ones who can’t even fight wars!"
"War, I want war... I need more Arms and resources. You report those criminals, it doesn’t matter who, and don’t worry about retaliation... Their wealth is mine! I will reward you!"
The crazed Overlord assumed power and immediately enacted even more brutal "laws."
He also seemed to possess a secret art that allowed him to monitor the entire city... The bribe-seeking Guards impaled on the city walls still hung signs of the Shell Currency they extorted.
This was probably the most brutal Monarch the city had ever seen. On his first day in office, he renamed the city "Shark Overlord City," which is why the Shark Overlord... although he himself didn’t seem to like the title much; two people who called him that to his face were killed on the spot.
He was clearly a Tyrant; on the first day, he erected a Guillotine and gallows, and the number of people he killed surpassed any other City Lord.
But peculiarly, in the following period, the city actually saw a rare surge in population growth.
Amidst the many transgressors, those so-called Strongmen who tried to procure their sustenance from the weak as they had in the past, were trembling and at a loss after being hung on gallows, dead wood, or the Guillotine, just like the "food" that once appeared on their plates.
But, they couldn’t truly be the ones to produce... the sensations of hunger and poverty, they simply could not endure.
"Go to war, I promise you conquest, I promise you wealth, glory, and status countless times greater than before through military merits... I killed many of the rich merchants and officials there, and the clans of the area have been almost completely looted. Don’t you desire their positions?"
Lu Ping’an’s promise kindled ambition in some.
He cut off their supplies, also pushing them to enlist.
"Don’t want it? Fine, I’ll send you down with them..."
Alright, the rest obediently entered the barracks.
At least, the army provisions were sufficient... After Lu Ping’an guaranteed the safety of the craftsmen and lower-ranking merchants, the so-called "lower class," when he casually mentioned the need for army provisions, instantly, the front of the newly established City Lord’s mansion was piled high with various kinds of food.
Then, there came the declaration of war that shocked everyone.
"...Do you want to live? Fine, kill two of your equals within three months, and you’ll have your life. Kill four, and I’ll grant you your former status."
Among these prisoners, most were once "nobles" and "families," and there were even three bound "kings."
"What, only killed one? You couldn’t even manage one? Just go and die then, I have no use for garbage here."
Chained, they walked either to the battlefield or to their death.
The Slave Army, the Prisoner Army, the rubbish-like city guard forces, and various scattered powers forming a "voluntary" alliance — such a ragtag bunch was briskly urged by Lu Ping’an onto the battlefield.
The first target was a nameless city nearby... Lu Ping’an even brought rations for just a few days, because casualties were a certainty once the fighting broke out.
But you have to say, his tactic was indeed effective.
"We took it down? Weren’t there supposed to be two kings there?"
Lu Ping’an thought he’d encounter resistance, and had even prepared himself for combat, only to find as soon as he started commanding, within half an hour, the city had already fallen.
He hadn’t even had the chance to lift a finger.
Now, that felt peculiar.
"Do not plunder at will; this is my wealth..."
But if he really didn’t let these beasts feed, they might actually turn and bite back.
"....Fools, what’s the use of consuming that trash? Do these commoners have anything left to squeeze? The wealthy merchants here, slave traders, and officials, oh, and the so-called nobles and the City Lord, aren’t they all fattened to the point of dripping oil?!"
Unlike a typical city’s fall, the bloodshed this time was quite limited... but the wealth and resources ultimately gathered not only satisfied this beastly legion but also left Lu Ping’an astounded.
"An entire warehouse full of Luminous Pearls?"
"These, they’re all pollutants, right?"
"Dragon Species? They even sell these as pets?"
After plundering the upper strata of the city, Lu Ping’an began what he called internal governance... which was to repeat the same process as before.
New combat power was incorporated into the legion, the swelling forces demanded more targets; the Fishmen who had already profited were not content. To be exact, unsatisfied with the slaughter and fat wallets, they yearned for more, expecting their king to lead them to the next battlefield.
[A glorious victory...] And the path of Lu Ping’an’s "Soldiers (Conquerors)" was growing at an eerily explosive rate.
"The next city..."
— End of Chapter 1516 —