Chapter 81 – Soldier Bloodline
Chapter 81 – Soldier Bloodline
When the final rune was carved, all the runes on the piece of wood seemed to come alive as they connected seamlessly together!
A golden glow began to rapidly run along the rune lines, and this originally normal piece of wood unexpectedly elongated, forming a rune javelin.
The Freedom Federation’s rune technology had always been known as the best in the world for the last fifty years, yet even the most formidable rune grandmaster would be stupefied if they had witnessed this scene. It completely circumvented the foundations of the established rune technology field.
Rune science was as complex as integrated circuitry. It was built upon the foundations of humanity’s use of soul power and manufacturing capabilities.
Yet, this youth had unexpectedly been able to build a rune device on the riverside with just his hands. Furthermore, that golden glow present during the completion of the javelin showed that it was a rune weapon of a very high grade!
The youth couldn’t help but raise the javelin high into the air. He resisted the eye-piercing sunlight and examined the minute flows of rune energy covering the surface of the javelin. He seemed to have noticed something as the expression on his face changed into something that was less than completely satisfied.
In that moment, the gigantic champsosaurus reached within striking distance of the youth. Instead of sensing the youth’s flesh and blood, it instead sensed that exuberant life force and soul power pouring off his body.
Mutated beasts thirsted for soul power, an instinct not any lower than that of humans. Only with continuous devouring would they be able to walk the next step of evolution. It was now the foremost instinct of mutated beasts to pursue evolution. It made them more aggressive, giving them a thirst that they couldn’t possibly control!
The large Earth Dragon suddenly exploded forward, opening its enormous maw as it let out a world-shaking roar toward the youth.
In the next moment, an earth-shattering sound akin to a thunderclap rang through the air. The Earth Dragon was like a frightened rabbit as it whimpered. It pressed its tail between its legs and quickly dashed toward the depths of the forest like a puff of smoke. It didn’t even turn its head around.
The person who made that roar was the youth who looked like a lion king.
"Your Highness, Aierlus!" A similarly handsome soldier had arrived unknowingly. He didn’t seem to wonder at this unexpected sight. "There is someone from Kaiser here."
Aierlus smiled faintly. "A member of the Rothschilds?"
"Yes. To be more accurate, it is Solomon, the number one successor of the Rothschild Family," Lomeiro respectfully said.
Aierlus was the son of the patriarch of the Pampas Empire, a so-called soldier blessed by the gods. Currently, the Pampas Empire had grown to become the second greatest power on the continent, only standing behind the Amazon Empire.
The youth smiled as he knew Solomon Rothschild was no doubt extremely formidable. Interactions between the four continents had grown increasingly more prevalent in the past forty years, and both news and reports were no longer as secret. It’s said that the genius’s decision and courageous move made that year caused
:What did he want? What can we obtain?"
"Support the religious rule of the prophet and we can get resources and rune technology," answered Lomeiro.
The Kaiser Empire was a colossus that was second only to the Freedom Federation. As such, the resources it held could be ranked as second place. This was especially true for essentials such as canned food, which were only produced by the Freedom Federation and Kaiser Empire.
"How do you feel about it?"
Lomeiro and Aierlus had grown up together. Even though he was just the captain of Aierlus’ personal guard, he was also his best friend.
Lomeiro showed a brilliant smile. "This will do nothing but cause friction between us and the Amazon Empire. At the same time, if the prophet’s religion penetrated elsewhere, it will also serve to keep the Freedom Federation in check."
Aierlus nodded. "There is an old teaching of the Rothschild Family that is quite egotistical; Once the money starts ringing, every problem can be easily solved."
Lomeiro knew his good friend was worried after hearing that statement. The Kaiser Empire surely had an ulterior motive. "Do you want to reject them?"
"No, we need their external strength. The Prophet’s religion can preach within our borders, but all we will do it allow it."
Lomeiro gawked slightly. "But…"
"I know what you’re worried about. The strength of a religion is very important. This move by Solomon is quite sinister, but the key point is that we need to properly control it. And there’s still a large uninhabited region…" Aierlus said with a smile.
"If Solomon agrees, we would only be able to conceal it for a little while?"
"You’re underestimating him," Aierlus said. "He definitely knows what we’ll do, but I know he’ll accept."
There were many ambitious people in the world, yet the one who held the most conspiracies would be the Kaiser Empire. A person with such a grand goal would definitely have an extraordinary tolerance level.
Since there was such an interesting game being played, how could he not participate?
This fate couldn’t be defied by those who held the destiny of the era on their backs.
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The Prodigy Society’s core strength had all gone off to the group training. Not only did President Ma Dong not feel a single trace of embarrassment for being left behind, he was instead like a fish in water. All these junior sisters who had rushed in due to Grai were being showered with an extreme amount of attention by him.
"Shorter, make it shorter," Ma Dong said with a solemn face as he watched the design plans on the screen.
If a large society possessed superstars, then how could they not be packaged? Cheerleaders had to keep up with the people they were cheering. Since the candidates had already been chosen from the members, all that was left was the crucial point of a cheering squad; bare thighs.
His little junior brothers from the rune department wore bitter expressions. "President, this really can’t be shortened any further. The panties can almost be seen. This… this is a bit too…"
"Young man, how can you speak such words? How can you use such a secular gaze when looking at such aesthetically pleasing designs?" Ma Dong patted his junior brother’s shoulder. "This is art, the pursuit of beauty. Only men with dirty thoughts can spot such a ‘problem’ of the design. I don’t believe you are that type of person! Also, since the expenditure of the society is a bit tight, we need to save any little bit we can! Yes, shorten the length of the shirt, you used too much fabric!"
"Cough cough. President, the problem is… no one will wear it if it’s shortened anymore." One of the junior brothers felt dizzy as he spoke.
"Ah, if that’s the case, then I’ll make an exception and let it be a bit longer. Don’t waste the materials! Resources these days are tight!" Ma Dong didn’t forget to repeatedly warn them.
Ever since the number of members in the Prodigy Society had increased, he started to really enjoy the pleasure of being president. No wonder so many people wished to become president.
"Everyone said Tianjing was a good place; seems like I was the naive one! Look how hot I am!" exclaimed a fatty as he nagged while walking in.
Ma Dong became excited. He was most fond of fatties. To be able to eat to such a physique in this era, it meant that he was either a nouveau riche person, or an aristocrat. When he looked at this fellow’s entire body which sparkled with golden light, he definitely placed him in the category of his most favorite nouveau riche.
"Excuse me, sir, how may I help you?" Ma Dong said as he enthusiastically greeted the fatty. As a businessman, one’s service attitude was very important.
"Are you the president?" asked the fatty as he squinted his eyes to examine Ma Dong.
"Your lowly servant is Ma Dong, president of the Prodigy Society!" Ma Dong was slightly surprised. This fatty came prepared…
"President Ma Dong, I wish to tour around…"