Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 403 Nature Will Revolve in This Way
Wu Chen gazed at the world that appeared in his hand, observing the solution ultimately offered by the mortals. It was actually a way to break the deadlock that was quite in line with the characteristics of the celestial order of the kingdom, and objectively speaking, it did not exceed Wu Chen's expectations.

His mortal kingdom broke through the barriers of the current world. As a result, they were able to access other kingdoms and celestial worlds and make contact with the gods of those different worlds.

They came into contact with those gods, and they came to know those gods. However, because of the vortex of souls, even if they prayed to those gods, worshipped them, or even sincerely offered their faith, their souls would not fall into the hands of those gods after death.

Whether it is a righteous god or an evil god.

Whether it is a benevolent god or an evil god.

After recognizing this fact, they no longer held the gods in awe. Instead, they systematically and regularly developed and utilized the power of the gods as a resource.

The gods became their tools.

They were not afraid of the gods' punishment.

After 2,700 years, the human civilization modeled after the Holy Kingdom has grown to the point where it can simultaneously repel multiple divine incarnations without sustaining serious damage. The number of legendary spellcasters on this land has reached tens of thousands, and the overall strength of the civilization is now comparable to that of Alphatia, one of the pinnacles of magical civilization in the Dungeons & Dragons system.

They thus gained inexhaustible resources, and their ambitions no longer rested on mere control of the current world. The armies of this civilization have since launched attacks, conquering and plundering everywhere, colonizing or allying with civilizations in other dimensions, repelling powerful deities seeking revenge, and capturing, binding, and reusing the weaker earth gods born in their localities.

People therefore no longer fear God.

However, a person who is not even afraid of the gods will naturally no longer be afraid of the king who has sat on the throne for thousands of years. Since even the most powerful gods can only retreat in front of humans, how can a mere immortal who has become king based on ancient achievements be worthy of the respect of a person who possesses power?
They gradually stopped needing a king.

Especially after they discovered that they could successfully repel the embodiment of powerful gods without relying on the king's power.

The first impeachment of the monarch occurred four hundred years ago. A proposal to abolish the monarch's privileges was successfully passed three hundred years ago. A hundred years ago, thousands of legendary spellcasters jointly suggested abolishing the monarch's title and demoting him to an honorary lord. And now, a weak messenger representing an ordinary faction of legendary spellcasters has entrusted the spellcasters' decision to Wu Chen, who has not left the palace for centuries.

"Your duties have come to an end, former Honorary Lord. This is a joint decision of the Citizens' Council. As a legendary mage of the Long-lived Ones, please continue to dedicate your strength to human civilization."

The messenger's words were neither humble nor arrogant. He looked directly at the shaman on the throne, making no attempt to conceal his disdain and contempt for the outdated concept of 'throne.' For they had already lived a life where they needed neither gods nor kings. And this life had proven to be entirely sustainable on their own.

Yet he still held Wu Chen in high regard, for even without the titles of king or honorary lord, Wu Chen remained a renowned high-level legendary spellcaster, living from ancient times to the present. And high-level legendary status was undoubtedly the pinnacle that non-gods could reach—a consensus long established throughout the entire celestial system.

The gods laughed in the void. The laughter of the Platinum Dragon God was the loudest. They had long known that Wu Chen was an unfathomable figure among them. But they also knew that Wu Chen would only ever be a 'king' in this world.

The king is not a god, so Wu Chen will not use the demeanor and power of a god to watch over his feet. And since Wu Chen himself made this choice, the current situation is naturally the scene he was destined to face. "Then, my duties as a king are over."

Wu Chen ignored the powerful deities who were watching the spectacle, and simply removed the crown that he had built from the prayers of the Holy Kingdom in a distant era. The future appeared before his eyes, and he knew what the kingdom he had spent so long building and had allowed to grow on its own over that long period of time would become.

They will continue to prosper, and they will spread their ideals to every corner of the universe.

They would declare war on different gods at different times and in different regions. And their vast fleets and groups of spellcasters would always bring them more victories and glory.

Then, they will decline—civilizations naturally decline after reaching their zenith. This could be due to their gradual indulgence in pleasure after becoming invincible, slowly decaying and degenerating under the nourishment of endless resources. Or it could be that, after becoming invincible, they actively seek out enemies in the heavens, raising the guns of war against those powerful divine realms, or even the gods themselves.

Sooner or later, the outcome will not change. There is a possibility that humanity will remain positive and resistant to decay and self-destruction. But ultimately, when the era ends and the universe reaches its end, they will struggle, attempt to resist, and ultimately, still face annihilation.

The ending was already predetermined.

Unless Wu Chen puts them into a bottle and carries them with him, or they grow to a point where they can transcend the realm of the universe on their own. But unfortunately, the possibility of either of these is already zero.

“Please wait a moment.” The messenger called to Wu Chen, who was about to leave—he seemed to be afraid of something, but ultimately made up his mind. A document, or rather, an official document, was then displayed in his hand. “According to the decree you previously proposed, and which the Citizens' Council approved, legendary spellcasters are required to pay taxes to the Council annually, or fulfill certain civic duties. You were previously exempted from this responsibility due to your honorary privileges. But now, you need to pay the Council…”

A pointless test.

A group of ambitious people walking alone.

A pointless struggle.

But this was indeed a law that Wu Chen had forcibly pushed forward using his monarchical authority, directly cutting into the interests of the rentier class.

The mocking laughter of the gods in the void abruptly ceased. It was replaced by a suppressed shock and fury. Even though Wu Chen had never acknowledged his divine status, in this world, all the gods knew that he was the supreme being.

The possibilities for the future seem to have expanded once again.

He simply smiled casually, and the next moment, an immense amount of energy, beyond everyone's imagination, materialized and accumulated within the abandoned palace. And this human civilization, no longer needing a king, finally abandoned its ruler.

(End of this chapter)