Madam, I like you.

　Everything developed in an orderly manner. At least there was no chaos within An Ning Dao. All the sources of chaos had been eradicated by the leader of An Ning Dao.

　Because of the death of its leader, An Ning Dao did develop in the direction Mo Yankong hoped for. However, it was no longer under Mo Yankong's control. At least the religion would remain after the establishment of the new country, and the ideals upheld by the leader were deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

　Help others to find inner peace.

　This slogan of An Ning Dao took on more weight in Mo Yankong's heart as the leader sacrificed himself. He had to praise the leader of An Ning Dao, saying that he was worthy of the title of saint. He cleverly grasped Mo Yankong's expectations of An Ning Dao and used his own death to dispel Mo Yankong's thoughts about An Ning Dao.

　"Dedicate yourself to enter the heaven where the Lord is!"

　"We are not here to help others, but to help the people, to help this country, so that more people can understand the meaning of 'dedication'. It is up to us to correct this world!"

　"Faith cannot save the empire, but force can! Only by making those in power realize their own ignorance can we build a better country and help more people!"

　"No need to fear life or death, the Master is with us!"

　When Night Raid and the Four Rakshasa Ghosts retreated from Jelock, the An Ning Dao had already formed a huge army and marched towards the imperial capital. An Ning Dao believers across the empire responded.

　If the "Night Raid Declaration" was the fuse, the Anningdao Uprising announced the collapse of the Millennium Empire.

　Due to power corruption, the central government of the empire had long lost control over the borders and the princes. After the Anning Dao uprising, the princes gathered their own troops and became independent. Due to the active night raids in the imperial capital, General Bud and Esdeath were unable to escape from the imperial capital.

　Cities across the empire were defeated one after another. The revolutionary army took advantage of the fact that An Ning Dao attracted the empire's attention and sent its remaining troops to suppress the rebellion. At this time, they united with the Western ethnic groups and marched forward in one go. They captured cities one after another with great momentum, and many cities were captured without bloodshed. Many of the governors of those city-states were political enemies of Minister Ernest who was squeezed out of the power center of the imperial capital.

　The empire was under attack from three sides, almost all of them targeting its vital points. Furthermore, a mysterious force was aiding the Revolutionary Army and the Anning Dao. It was, of course, a secret organization founded by Mo Yankong, officially named the Free and Accepted Masons.

　From then on, Mo Yankong really started to work hard since he came to this world, busy controlling the situation in the entire empire.

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　Several months passed, and the empire was divided into three parts. The revolutionary army occupied the most cities, followed by Anning Road. In the end, the only things left in the empire were the imperial capital and the cities around it.

　The empire was forced to recall all its troops and adopt defensive measures. As long as they were close to the imperial capital, they would be safe. The imperial capital was garrisoned by General Bud and General Esdeath.

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　"My dear, beloved, and most beloved master:

　It's been a while since we last met. Although I don't think you'll lose, I still need to inform you of such important information. The Empire used the Imperial Artifact [World Encyclopedia - Longolongo] to find the location of the Night Raid Base. The Night Raid was considered by the Imperial Artifact [World Encyclopedia - Longolongo] to be a threat comparable to a super-large-scale natural disaster.

　Minister Ernest deployed many combat forces, including the Hunters, Esdeath's secret police organization, his son's imperial weapon-user organization Wild Hounds, and the Empire's secret assassination force, to the front battlefield.

　Um... Esdeath was originally slated to join, but apparently declined due to important reasons. General Bud also declined, citing the need to protect the palace. So, this is probably the only group involved in this night raid on the base. If you need me, I'll eliminate them before they launch their attack.

　Your lovely and energetic slave number three is presented.

　Time...what day is it today?"

　The letter was written in sloppy handwriting and had a playful tone. Mo Yankong read it twice before confirming the entire content. Although he respected the individuality of his descendants, he felt that Xiao Hei's attitude was too frivolous.

　"Minister Ernest finally couldn't help it. The decisive battle between the imperial weapon users... just treat it as a warm-up before the final battle." Mo Yankong threw the letter he had read to the gluttonous beast at his feet to eat. Mo Yankong himself could use the power of the Dead River to contact his followers and feel their physical and mental states. On the other hand, his followers did not have this ability, so they basically communicated through carrier pigeons.

　"The situation in the empire is basically stable, and it's almost time to attack the imperial capital area." Mo Yankong chuckled grimly, and the shadow behind him opened his bloodshot eyes and closed them again.

　Came to this world already

　Over the past six months, his body had built up a comprehensive gene library of dangerous species. Due to the frequent fighting, Mo Yankong had not returned to the base for a night raid since the Anning Dao uprising.

　Mo Yankong wanders on the edge of war. The Dead River devours the souls of soldiers who died in the history of war, gaining more life energy to prepare for the decisive battle with Esdeath.

　In half a year, Mo Yankong collected the souls and life energy of 300,000 soldiers and devoured the bodies of more than 400,000 dangerous species.

　The abilities of the Beast of Pride and the Beast of Gluttony have been qualitatively improved, and they are definitely among the most dangerous species in this world.

　Mo Yankong was also currently wandering the battlefield, or more precisely, the base of the Revolutionary Army's Fourth Vanguard. The Revolutionary Army had contacted Anning Dao, intending to adopt a siege strategy, capturing all the cities surrounding the Imperial Capital and surrounding it. Even if they couldn't capture a city, they could still cut off supplies and engage in a war of attrition.

　The one who planned and executed this siege was the revolutionary army's vanguard commander - Zero.

　Author's message:

　I plan to speed up the progress of killing Akamoto.

　I'll take a break starting from next month... I mean no need to update any more.

　So I plan to slow down a bit and add more chapters in two weeks.

　Please be considerate of the pigeon spirit... coo coo coo!

　It's already the second day, does that count as an extra update?

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　Chapter 245: With great power comes great responsibility

　The tent was opened, and a young man wearing a strange mask walked in, bowed and said, "Teacher, are you calling me?"

　The man who arrived was Zero. The once naive young man had undergone a lot of changes. Although his physical appearance had been fixed, his spirit and energy had also changed from that of a weak boy to a seasoned warrior who had experienced many battles.

　After leaving the night attack base, Mo Yankong wandered around the area where fighting was frequent. At this time, Commander Zero's troops happened to be the vanguard of the revolutionary army. Mo Yankong stayed in this army for almost a month.

　When he met Zero again, Mo Yankong was surprised. Although Mo Yankong had thrown him into the revolutionary army for training, he had never expected that he could rely on his own ability to climb to a high position in the revolutionary army in just half a year. More importantly, his thinking had undergone a drastic change from before.

　Mo Yankong told them without hesitation that the night raid was about to be attacked.

　Zero pinched his chin and pondered, "Does this mean that you will leave here for the imperial capital tomorrow?"

　Mo Yankong shook his head and corrected himself, "Not tomorrow. We have to leave now, just in case. There's nothing here worth staying for. You can successfully attack the city without my help. Um... Before I leave, there's something I need to tell you."

　"Please say."

　Mo Yankong grinned, his smile unable to conceal the hint of amusement and joy: "Your parents, the former emperor and empress of the empire were poisoned by Minister Ernest."

　Originally, Mo Yankong hoped that Zero would personally find clues to the matter, but Minister Ernest was very cautious about this matter, and those who knew about it were basically dealt with, so the revolutionary army could not find any clues.

　Mo Yankong just told Zero about this matter, and it was up to him to believe it or not.

　“······”Under the mask, Zero opened his eyes slightly.

　"You don't look surprised."

　Zero shook his head and sighed, "Perhaps it's because I'm no longer as naive as I used to be. I've witnessed too many life-and-death struggles, so my impression of my parents has faded. And precisely because I've lost my former innocence, I can roughly guess what happened. I understand Minister Ernest's character and have seen all kinds of darkness. Just thinking about it will tell me how many anomalies there were in my parents' deaths. I'm very grateful to have this confirmation from the teacher."

　Mo Yankong smiled happily: "Do you regret destroying your own country?"

　Zero laughed heartily, "Teacher, your sense of humor is as bad as ever. Do I have any room for regret now? I am the only one left, the only one of the emperor's bloodline, and the only one who can take responsibility. And then my only responsibility is to make my people live a better life. If sacrificing the position of emperor can correct all the corruption I have seen, all the filth of the empire, then this is my answer now, my responsibility, my decision."

　Only the boy himself knows how much bitterness, helplessness, sadness, and regret are contained in his smile.

　The minister trained him to be a naive and incompetent chess piece, but his direction was not wrong. He was like an uncarved stone, which was why Mo Yankong had the idea of ​​training him to be zero.

　In half a year, he was forced to face reality all the time, and the mask full of revolutionary ideas instilled modern political knowledge and concepts all the time. Zero has grown into a qualified revolutionary.

　To put it bluntly, this can be considered a form of brainwashing. If Zero had not grown to his current level, Mo Yankong would have taken back the revolutionary mask and treated him as a discarded pawn.

　Mo Yankong left, and Zero stood there, lost in thought. Half a year had passed, but it seemed to him like more than a decade before. Perhaps it was because during his time as emperor, he had never been troubled, living a life of plenty, like a puppet at the mercy of others. Looking back, could that be considered happiness? No, Zero believed it was just numbness, a slumber lost in his own ignorance.

　Puppets are dead objects and do not need their own thoughts.

　Joining the Night Raid and the Revolutionary Army, Zero saw a whole new world, different from Minister Ernest.

　The fairy tale he described, when he was in troubled times, accustomed to seeing life and death, separation, and all kinds of things in the world, the heavy sense of responsibility overwhelmed him.

　The greater the power, the greater the responsibility. He never realized this when he was the emperor. When he joined the revolutionary army and realized this, Zero gave up the idea of ​​returning to the imperial capital to sit on the throne.

　When he was taken out of the palace by Mo Yankong, he hated and feared Mo Yankong. He joined the night attack to understand the darkness of the imperial capital. At that time, he was just a little more curious. After joining the revolutionary army, his vision was truly expanded, and he learned about the general situation of the imperial capital through the revolutionary army's intelligence network.

　He was very glad to be able to stand here, and his view of Mo Yankong changed from fear to gratitude.

　"How ironic! As the Emperor, I don't have the power to change the Empire, but as a member of the Revolutionary Army, I can."

　"This is a decision made by our past selves, and it is also the hope of the people now."

　Zero closed his eyes and muttered to himself. He felt a strange feeling. Though his heart was heavy, the joy he felt filled with fulfillment. He opened his tent and left. Thousands of tents were stationed on the plain outside, shining like stars at night. A few kilometers away from the plain lay a fortress guarded by the Empire. Through this fortress, the revolutionary army could directly attack Huanglong and attack the imperial capital.

　Behind the revolutionary army, more than a dozen huge catapults were being slowly transported by dangerous creatures of enormous size, ready to launch an attack in daylight in coordination with the imperial weapon users.

　Mo Yankong was nominally a member of the Revolutionary Army, but he didn't interfere much in the war between the Revolutionary Army and the Empire. Firstly, Mo Yankong was happy to see more soldiers die in the war, secondly, the Revolutionary Army needed time to consolidate its rear forces, and thirdly, the secret organization Mo Yankong founded, the Free Masons, was intensifying its reshuffle of the Revolutionary Army's top brass.

　The new country does not need a privileged class, at least not during the period of rebuilding the country.

　Mo Yankong is a perfectionist. He spent a lot of time on this game and was not reluctant to spend more effort in pursuit of a perfect ending.

　The Revolutionary Army's vanguard base wasn't too far from the Imperial Capital. With Mo Yankong's speed, comparable to that of a modern fighter jet, it would only take a few hours to reach the city. During the flight, Mo Yankong was still pondering the omissions in his plan. "The Imperial Capital is the primary target, but according to the intelligence the Revolutionary Army has obtained about the Anning Dao, it seems they've also had internal disputes over faith and power distribution, and they need a purge."

　Whether it is the revolutionary army or the An Ning Dao, both are destined to fail in this revolutionary action. Mo Yankong is dissatisfied with both forces.

　Chapter 246: War Begins

　In the forest west of the imperial capital, dozens of huge black shadows flew across the sky, stirring up a strong wind. The forest below was disturbed, and ordinary animals or dangerous species sensed the danger and hid and trembled.

　There were dozens of huge and dangerous species that looked like manta rays, and more than half of their bodies were covered with machinery. They were all dangerous species raised with imperial weapons and had undergone special transformations using Dr. Fashion. It was no exaggeration to say that they were strategic weapons. One of them could easily destroy the revolutionary army.

　It's like a modern war, where one side has bomber support with an astonishing payload, while the other side doesn't even have anti-aircraft guns.

　Now, the Empire has dispatched all strategic and dangerous weapons kept in the imperial capital, just to solve the empire's biggest problem - night attacks.

　For more than half a year, the night raids never stopped being active in the imperial capital, mainly for harassment, always planning to invade the imperial palace and look for opportunities to assassinate Minister Ernest.

　The empire's imperial weapon users and troops were tied down by the night attack and could not move forward.

　As long as the night attack can be resolved, the Revolutionary Army and An Ning Dao without the help of the Imperial Artifact Users will be nothing but meat on a sticky board.

　"How long will it take? Let me make it clear first, I don't have the habit of staying up late. If it does not affect my smooth skin, I won't do it if it causes wrinkles!" A woman in a Gothic dress yawned and complained on the back of a dangerous manta ray. Her short cake skirt and long stockings made her look like a girl idol in a Japanese comic.

　Cosmia, a member of the Wild Hounds, is considered a guilty diva witch by Western countries.

　The Wild Hounds were founded by Sheila, the son of Minister Ernest, who traveled around the world. His main purpose was to recruit talented people and recover the imperial weapons that were scattered around the world due to the civil strife in the empire five hundred years ago.

　"Don't you like men? There are several good male imperial weapon users in the night raid. You can do whatever you want with them after you catch them." The speaker was the minister's son, Xila, who was wearing a tight-fitting suit and had a cross wound on his face.

　Cosmia said in surprise, "Hey, this is not bad. Men's o-fluid can maintain the skin, and listening to their screams can even help you sleep."

　Next to him, a man with shoulder-length hair yawned: "Then I have my eyes on the woman named Akagi."

　Flameheart, a member of the Wild Hounds, was originally a brutal pirate leader on the southern islands.

　Silla helplessly spread her hands. "That won't do. She's an elite assassin trained by the Empire. Even if the Imperial Tool is confiscated, there are still plenty of ways to kill people. If you don't mind getting your penis bitten off or your head twisted off while you're having fun, you can give it a try."

　Silla looked around at everyone and asked curiously, "Where's that guy Dotya?"

　Yanxin shrugged. "Probably at Hunter's place, discussing weird things with that gay doctor."

　A samurai dressed as a Japanese swordsman closed his eyes and rested, then suddenly said, "As long as there are people to be beheaded, people to be killed, and blood to be sacrificed to the sword, we will be at your disposal."

　Izang, a member of the Wild Hounds, is a swordsman who likes to sacrifice blood to his sword. In other words, he is a murderer.

　"Angels... innocent angels... only I can defile them. And then kill them before they grow up." The fat man dressed as a clown muttered to himself.

　Champ, a member of the Wild Hounds, is a famous serial killer who mostly targets children.

　Cosmia snorted disdainfully: "Shangpu, you've almost given up your hobbies. I don't even dare to admit that you are my colleague in front of others."

　The clown with red and white powder on his face glanced at her and said disdainfully, "You, a witch who plays with men, have no right to teach me a lesson? I just don't want to see my lovely angel become like you."

　"Do you want to fight!?" Cosmia's face darkened.

　The minister's son, Silla, stepped forward helplessly. "Alright, alright, stop arguing. If you're still angry, it's not too late to vent it after the night raid on the base."

　Shira, a self-proclaimed villain, wasn't even considered a top dog among the Wild Hounds. Even the most skilled at raping women was defeated by the pirate-turned-pirate Yan Xin. His status as a minister's son was of little use, so he tried to be calm and collected in his conversations.

　The swordsman Yi Zang, who had been conserving his energy, suddenly said, "Shangpu, let me give you a piece of advice. Lies can deceive, expressions can conceal. But murderous intent cannot be hidden. There is someone in the Hunter Organization who harbors murderous intentions towards you, although they are hidden very deeply."

　Cosmia smirked, "Haha, it's no surprise that a scum like Shang Pu is targeted by righteous people."

　"Everyone is the same."

　On the back of another dangerous manta ray were members of the hunter organization to which Esdeath belonged. The atmosphere here was not as relaxed as that of the Wild Hounds, as everyone had their own concerns.

　Will looked at the scenery in the distance with a confused look.

　Lan looked in the direction of the other dangerous manta ray with a deep and cold look in his eyes.

　Bruce sat curled up on the side. Although he couldn't see his face under the white cloth, he could still feel his nervousness and fear.

　The only one who wasn't nervous was Dr. Fashion. He was gushing over his creations. "I've been preparing for this crusade for six months, all to wash away the shame of six months ago. We've dispatched fifty enhanced human soldiers, each possessing the best physiques. Combined with special nutrient solution, the combat effectiveness of a single enhanced soldier is almost comparable to that of an Imperial Artifact User. And then there's the ultimate Fashion! A specialized form of a dangerous species, modeled after the Supreme Imperial Artifact!"

　Next to them, a blonde girl dressed in gothic lolita clothes nodded repeatedly. "Yeah! I know this feeling. I can finally show everyone what I made! Our wisdom! Our ideas will soon be recognized! The pleasure is countless times stronger than sex!"

　A member of the Wild Hounds, Dotya, was born into a family of Western alchemists, and her body has undergone countless transformations. While she appears to be a cute girl, she is actually probably the oldest member of this raid.

　"Miss Dotya, you're worthy of being a Western alchemist. The description is very apt. We will definitely find more topics to talk about. Now that this crusade is over, why not come visit my laboratory? It will definitely surprise you!"

　As the two were talking, the soldier aboard the dangerous manta saw a flickering white light in the forest below and reported loudly, "Dr. Fashion-sama, we've detected the signal from the hidden troops and confirmed that the Night Raid base is hidden below."

　Dr. Fashion said regretfully, "It seems like now isn't the time to discuss this. So, let's show Miss Dotya my ultimate fashion sense! Prepare the Wave Cannon! Annihilate Night Raid in one fell swoop!"

　Click-click——

　A thick gun barrel extended from the belly machine of the dangerous manta ray, flashing white light, and fired at the cliff below.