Starting from Ainz Ooal Gown, simultaneously traveling through time

Chapter 137 12 Years Later, Countless Changes

Over these twelve years, the Kingdom of Inberia has undergone tremendous changes.

First, the physical fitness of the people has greatly improved, and the army is in urgent need of reform. The phenomena that were temporarily tolerated in the past due to the lack of elite soldiers can now be completely corrected.

Lei Lin reformed the military system, eliminating vices such as drinking, gambling, and prostitution, and properly dealt with soldiers who had developed bad habits, greatly enhancing the army's combat effectiveness.

Leylin sent this reinforced army to expand and increase territory.

After the orc kingdom was destroyed, that vast land was left empty.

Leylin rode the Seven-Colored Dragon King and flew around in the sky. After confirming that there were no more organized orc forces, he waved his hand and took them all away.

The country's land area has doubled.

Those human slaves and remnants of the Buddhist kingdom who still lived on the old orcish ruins welcomed Inberia without hesitation when they heard that the country coming to take over was the one ruled by Prince Leylin, who had blessed them.

"Prince Leylin will rule us? That would be wonderful!"

"Your Highness saved us and gave us strength; we are willing!"

"From now on, we're Inberians!"

They encountered almost no resistance, and their rule proceeded as smoothly as if they were returning home.

Following that, all the countries of the subhuman and alien races that had been wiped out by Leylin, which fed on humans, were also incorporated into the territory of Inberia.

The country's land area continues to expand.

Later, the territory of the Kingdom of Inberia became ridiculously large, stretching from the eastern coastline to the western Kertonia Mountains, with a north-south span that would take a month to cover on horseback.

The only problem is that there are too few people.

Originally, Inberia had only about five million people, and with the addition of the slaves and remnants they had taken in, they barely managed to raise ten million.

Ten million people would have been enough in the past, but now, to manage such a large territory, this number of people is like pouring a cup of water into the desert—they disappear in the blink of an eye.

Many newly acquired lands are simply abandoned, uninhabited, undeveloped, and just sitting there empty.

The old king looked at the map and sighed, "We have the land, but no one! What kind of situation is this?"

Lei Lin wasn't in a hurry: "Let's just hold onto it for now. Anyway, no one's going to take it from us. We can develop it when there are more people."

That's what they say, but some people really do want to steal it.

Inbelia's blatant annexation of territory has made the surrounding countries uneasy.

At first, it was just a few small countries making noise, but then more and more people started talking about it, and eventually they simply united to form an "Anti-Inbelia Alliance".

The alliance has a rather diverse membership.

Some of them are even human nations.

Some of those human nations had even received Leylin's blessing. Back then, Leylin traveled around and helped many people improve their strength along the way.

Now look what's happened—they took the benefits from others, and now they're boycotting their country.

When Leylin heard the news, he was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled.

"interesting."

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

In those human nations that participated in the alliance, everyone who had received his blessing felt the warm, comforting power within them vanish in an instant.

That transformative change, that extraordinary strength, receded from them like the receding tide, leaving them completely.

Some people collapsed to the ground on the spot, some clutched their chests and screamed, and some stood there stunned, their faces full of disbelief.

"My power—my power is gone!"

"How could this happen?!"

"It must be that Leylin! He's the one who took it back!"

Some were angry, some were afraid, and some regretted it.

But it was too late to regret it.

Those countries were originally relying on these enhanced individuals to stay afloat, but now that their power has been withdrawn, they have collapsed by half. Some even collapsed on the spot, their internal affairs in complete chaos, and they no longer care about alliances.

Leylin stood on the palace terrace, looking into the distance, and shook his head.

"I won't send this out randomly anymore," he said to Annie beside him. "If you don't appreciate it, it's better not to give it at all."

Anne gently took his hand without saying a word.

Besides human nations, the alliance also includes some demi-human and alien species.

These are not the ones Leylin wants to exterminate. They don't feed on humans, and their appearance is acceptable, at least meeting Leylin's aesthetic standards.

Some races simply live alongside humans, such as the Allied Nation of the Anardos, where various races live together. Although there are occasional frictions, the overall situation is relatively harmonious.

Leylin didn't have any ill feelings towards them.

But I don't have much affection for it either.

Now that they've chosen to oppose Inberia, let's see who prevails on the battlefield.

The alliance assembled a large army and marched in a mighty force toward the border of Inberia.

Claimed to be worth millions.

On Inberia's side, they dispatched a force of 10,000 men to meet the enemy.

One thousand to one million, a ratio of one to one hundred.

This is like taking on a hundred enemies single-handedly.

Some members of the alliance are very confident. They believe that with a 1 million to 100 ratio, the advantage is in their favor!

But some people were worried, some of whom had been blessed by Leylin and knew how powerful that power was.

Then they were stunned.

The soldiers of the Kingdom of Inberia are at least level 15 or 16, and the elite ones are even level 25 or 26. The 10,000 soldiers sent this time are all elites.

Level 15 or 16 is already much stronger than an ordinary orc, so what does level 25 or 26 even mean?

To put it another way, Gazef, the strongest warrior captain in the future Kingdom of Reyestie, is only level 28, but he is already capable of unleashing devastating attacks amidst a vast army.

Level 25 or 26 is only slightly worse than a Warrior Captain.

In other words, each soldier sent out by the Kingdom of Inberia was essentially a weakened version of a warrior captain.

Ten thousand such elite troops charging into an army of one million was like wolves among sheep.

The battle lasted for an hour.

The million-strong allied army was decimated, with more than half killed or wounded, and the rest abandoned their weapons and fled.

On the Inbelia side, the casualty figures are pitifully small.

When the news spread, the neighboring countries remained silent.

How can we fight like this?

One of their soldiers is worth a hundred of yours, ten thousand of theirs is worth a million of yours. What do you have to fight them with?

Although the alliance was not officially disbanded, no one dared to launch an attack anymore.

They only dare to talk.

Various criticisms, protests, and condemnations arose, with many expressing "strong opposition to Inberia's expansionist actions."

Inbelia ignored it completely.

The old king waved his hand and said: "Attack!"

So Inberia's army continued its advance, taking down one by one those countries that only talked the talk but dared not walk the walk.

The territory continued to expand.

They only temporarily halted their expansion when they could no longer manage the situation.

On the other side, the Katynius Mountains.

After that earth-shattering battle, this place became a paradise for adventurers.

The enormous abyss left behind by the clash between Leylin and the Coffin Dragon King emanated strange and powerful energy fluctuations.

The intertwining of fire and death attributes has transformed the interior of the abyss into a place where danger and opportunity coexist.

Those who venture deep into it, if not strong enough, will either be burned to a crisp by the remaining flames or be corroded by the aura of death, their life force rapidly draining away until they die.

But high risk means high reward.

The rocks in the abyss underwent a wondrous transformation due to the long-term influence of two forces.

Those jet-black obsidian stones contain intense fire and death attributes, making them excellent materials for crafting high-level equipment and magical items.

The news spread, and countless adventurers flocked to the scene.

Inberia also sent a special team to mine these precious minerals.

Leylin would occasionally glance at it, but never interfered.

"Let them do what they want," he said. "This little thing is useless to me, but it's useful to the country."

However, that abyss was indeed a bit special.

He later tried to blast a similar pit with all his might, but found it wouldn't work. Without the death power of the Coffin Dragon King, he couldn't create that effect of ice and fire (actually fire and death) on his own.

"Never mind, this one is fine too."

What truly concerned Leylin were the true dragon kings who had been drawn there.

Although the Coffin Dragon King had a terrible reputation among the dragons because he had fallen into immortality, he was still a true dragon king. The fact that his lair had been blown into a huge crater was something the dragons couldn't possibly ignore.

So, just like the Calabash Brothers saving their grandfather, one after another, the real dragon kings came crawling over.

The first one to arrive was the Seven-Colored Dragon King.

As everyone knows, he was crippled by a single punch and then forcibly bound to a contract, becoming Leylin's mount.

The second one to arrive was a grumpy red dragon that called itself the "Heavenly Fire Dragon King," and it seemed to be related to the "Fire Dragon King" he had captured earlier.

He was then dealt with in the same way by Leylin.

Article 3, Article 4, Article 5 —

One comes in, one goes out.

Two here, I'll take a pair.

In his personal space, Leylin specially designated an area as a "dormitory" for these true dragon kings. Several enormous creatures huddled together, staring at each other, creating a rather subtle atmosphere.

"You're here too?"

"Sigh, don't even mention it."

"Just who is our master?"

"I don't know, but I definitely can't beat them."

"Me too."

Until one day, the remaining true dragon kings finally realized that something was wrong.

They went to so many places, and none of them came back?

Is he going to gather information, or to deliver takeout?

They made an urgent attempt to contact their kin who had gone to the Katynius Mountains, but were unable to reach any of them. The message had vanished without a trace, and the dragon had disappeared as well.

The remaining few true dragon kings made a decisive decision to move.

Based on the information provided by the captured dragon kings, Lei Lin later visited several households that had not yet moved and successfully captured a few more dragons.

But that won't work anymore.

The rest have disappeared, hiding in who-knows-where.

This world is so vast, and with his Saint-level strength, his mental power coverage is limited, so he simply can't find it.

"What a pity," Leylin shook his head, "but everything is under control."

The remaining few true dragon kings did not actually hide; they secretly gathered, intending to launch a final battle.

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