This is a medieval fantasy novel about a pioneering lord. It has all the fantasy elements you could want...
Kill enemy upgrade system + insect nest explosion + intelligence flow
[Western Fantasy] [Noble Lord] [Fighting Magic] [Dragon and Knight] [Plane War] [Vampire Werewolf] [Decisive Killing without Saintly Virtue] [Slow-burn Farming] [Killing System] [Pseudo DND + Pseudo Cthulhu]
The plane war has begun, and the era of conflict is coming.
Dragons are roaring, demons are howling, new gods are rising, and old gods are falling.
"The nations of the continent call me the Gravedigger of the Kingdom, the Holy See calls me the Blasphemer, the demons of the Abyss call me the Executioner, and the gods of other planes call me the Plunderer.
But why are my knights and subjects singing praises of me as the most generous, kind, and secure lord they have ever met?"
"Actually, I don't like war. I'm just using it to build a piece of land that belongs to me."
I walked forward in the darkness, and finally forged the Iron Throne with blood and bones to rule over everything.
I want you to understand that the so-called gods are nothing more than more powerful life forms. As for that ridiculous justice, only the victors are qualified to write it!
From the Lord of Purgatory to the Throne of Glory!
——King of Slaughter, Lord of the Continent - Zeda Wales War Quotes
The introduction is weak, please move to the main text.
The early stages are slow to warm up, mainly because the worldview is large and there is a lot of foreshadowing.
It's not brainless, it doesn't lower the intelligence, and it doesn't torture the protagonist. It's all about the process of a protagonist slowly rising up and conquering the continent.
Xing Ze accidentally traveled through time and space and became Arthur, the youngest son of an earl in the DND Amn Empire. As the most unpopular and unsuccessful dandy, he was sent to the dangerous colony of Breeze Valley as a baron.
Fortunately, he awakened the daily intelligence system:
[White intelligence: Your brother Richard is plotting to harm you]
[Blue intelligence: A thief from Breeze Valley will try to escape tonight]
[Golden intelligence: The legendary hero Jessica Hus is wandering in the city]
With this intelligence, Arthur not only pulled together a luxurious team, but also managed the crisis-ridden Breeze Valley into a wealthy country.
Many years later, looking at his hometown Amn, Arthur asked his men in confusion: "Why do they want to live on my land?"
“I saw with my own eyes that they used the finest, rustproof refined steel to make utensils and cans, filling them with just a little food, then casually throwing them away after eating.”
“I saw with my own eyes that they used giant beasts as tall as mountains to devour soil and rocks, digging out underground cities, just to park their steel carriages beneath the surface.”
“I saw with my own eyes that they fed glowing ores into an everlasting stellar furnace, unleashing a radiance brighter than the sun.”
“I saw with my own eyes all those indescribable things.”
“Their iron birds covered the sky, their steel ships filled the ocean, their war machines tore the earth asunder, and their gods walked upon the world.”
“You must think I’m mad.”
“But it doesn’t matter.”
“It has already seen you.”
***
Oil is Its blood.
Thick smoke is Its breath.
Ore and steel are Its food.
The countless cargo ships in the harbors are Its myriad offspring.
The place of origin stamped in the corner is Its silent mockery.
They claim they are mere mortals.
Child, you’d best not argue.
You must understand:
Their technology is beyond comprehension.
Their production capacity is unimaginable.
A mere glimpse of their creations will drive you insane.
Their morale surpasses even the most fanatical worshippers of dark gods.
How will you stop them?
With your sword, child? Or your flesh and blood?
You should be grateful that they still consider themselves mortals.
***
“I’ve finished building my factory, and now you’re telling me this world runs on idealism?!”
“Wait, then what the hell did I just create?”