[Lord], [Multiple Heroines], [Decisive Killing], [Struggle for Hegemony among All Races], [Extremely Cool], [A Bit of Cultivation]

"Who in my family understands? Upgrading a territory will bankrupt everyone!"

"Oh my god, the military pay is so expensive, is there any big boss who can take over?"

"Mythical Heroes have a poetic grasp of this draw probability! Our kingdom's treasury has been drained, and there's not a single hair left!"

“...........”

Lin Yi was shocked when he heard this!

What the hell!

Isn't it enough to just pick up some rotten wood to upgrade the materials?

Aren’t the territorial troops just a bunch of cattle and horses who don’t need any salary, work from nine to nine, and never complain?

Are you sure that's not the upgrade food for the Ancient-level hero?

"Good fellow! You two are colluding to deceive an honest man like me, right?"

Lin Yi was filled with anger and waved his hand!

The stunning female swordsman in his arms rose up gracefully, sat upright on the clouds, and formed her fingers into swords. All the gods of the races were instantly reduced to ashes!

Trillions of troops, including legions of angels, demons from hell, and ancient dragons, completely overwhelmed the world!

........

A few years later.

Lin Yi looked at the adoring gazes of the beauties in the hall and sighed, "I thought my opponent was too weak, but who would have thought I was the only one playing in wheelchair mode!"

【Survival】【Movie and TV Show Talk】【No Female Lead】【With Women】【Unlimited Stream】

Survival World,

A territory with scarce resources,

Get the plundering talent at the beginning.

Travel through countless worlds to gain hope of survival.

In the Dragon Ball world, the Saiyan bloodline was plundered; in Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons, the Demonic Realm Skill was plundered; in Journey to the West, the Law of Heaven and Earth was plundered...

[Development + Adventure + Heroes + National War + Hegemony of All Races]

In the era of universal lords, Lin Tianqi descended to the place of lord trial.

Awaken the SSS-level talent creator at the beginning.

Initial ability: Fusion of all things.

Ordinary Hero Order + Phoenix Blood = Legendary Hero Order, summoning a generation of swordsman.

Ordinary military talisman + ghost fire skeleton guard = dark military talisman, the undead dragon is born, black flames burn the sky and boil the sea.

Iron sword + withered red spider lily = withered evil sword. With one strike of the sword, the life of gods and demons withers.

Cemetery + corpses of gods and demons = Tomb of Gods. Digging graves can harvest divinity and form a team of mythical heroes.

Small World + Chaos Demon Heart = Ragnarok Battleship, traveling through all realms and destroying the world with one shot.

His army became a myth, and his heroes all became gods.

While other lords fought for cities and kingdoms, he had already made it to the divine realm.

From then on, Lin Tianqi became the ruler of all races.

Money, power, goddess, immortal kingdom... everything is available.

Framed by a coalition of nobles, the decorated war hero Farra Jago is stripped of the Count title he was promised.

Tossed aside like a beggar, the king grants him the lowly title of Baron and exiles him to a remote fiefdom in the mountains.

An ennoblement in name, an exile in truth.

Fara accepts it all with a smile. The moment he does, the ‘useless’ system that lay dormant within him finally awakens to its second stage.

Faction Bound: Jago Barony.

Kill count after your faction declares war will be counted as the host’s.

A smirk plays on Fara’s lips.

“To kill one is a crime; to slaughter ten thousand makes you a hero!”

In this chaotic era where crowns are stained with blood and thrones are built upon bones, there must be a place for me, Farra Jago!

A hundred years later, he is known by many names: The First Emperor. The Eternal Monarch. The Demon King.

When magic fuses with mecha, and steam power harmonizes with mana, a true iron torrent is unleashed upon the world.

Elves? Dwarves? Werewolves? Orcs? Vampires? Dragons? Ghosts? Angels? Demons?

When my grand army descends, there is only one choice: SUBMIT!

Those who follow me shall prosper; those who oppose me shall perish! The Empire’s iron cavalry will fight from the underworld to the heavens, slaughtering their way from hell to paradise. Where they pass, all races bow in servitude. Within the Empire’s borders, there is no dissent.

“The Elven Queen? In my eyes, she is merely skilled at singing and dancing. Wouldn’t you agree?”

“Does it look like I’m negotiating with you?!”

“Have her brought to me on her knees. Otherwise, my three million iron cavalry will slaughter her city and exterminate her clan by dawn.”

“You know… I think I preferred you when you were still wild and defiant.”