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The Eternal Empire, the region where its headquarters are located.

The smell of gunpowder and blood filled most of the lower town, and mournful cries echoed in the air from time to time.

On the snow-covered land, a frost-covered ravine stretched from the lower city to the central area, resembling a scabbed scar when viewed from above.

The area around the scar was littered with ruins and wreckage, with corpses floating everywhere, a scene resembling a living hell.

At the end of the scar, there was a forest of ice thorns taller than a person.

A robust man covered in wounds stood there, one hand embedded in the chest of the humanoid ice sculpture in front of him.

Click, click—

The man slowly withdrew his hand and pulled out a broken, frozen heart.

thump--

The human-shaped ice sculpture knelt on the ground, shattering into a pile of ice shards that exuded a chilling aura.

The man let out a long breath, his expression somewhat wistful:

"Damn it! He's finally dead. That White Walker King was really tough to kill!"

Soon, a group of people rushed over.

The woman at the head of the group, with a beautiful face, draped a robe over his shoulders. Looking at his hands, which were covered in frost, she felt a pang of heartache.

"Baby, you're hurt."

"It's a minor injury, nothing serious."

The man waved his hand with an air of arrogance, casually breaking off his entire left arm and tossing it to the middle-aged man beside him.

"Imperial Advisor, take this and study it. While you're at it, make me a new one too."

The middle-aged man nodded and put it away without changing his expression, as if he was already used to it.

Beside him, a cube-shaped humanoid creature pushed through the crowd, its face contorted in distress.

"Your Majesty, the damage assessment is complete. Half of the lower city is gone. More than 5000 poor people and laborers have died, and several thousand more are traumatized. I'm afraid..."

Before he could finish speaking, the man waved his hand:

"Let's compile the statistics first. The Grand Preceptor will make the decision. We'll report back together at the court meeting tomorrow morning."

After saying that, he put his arm around the woman's slender waist and left.

"this……"

The remaining officials sighed helplessly and all looked at the Imperial Advisor.

The Imperial Advisor stroked his goatee and said calmly:

"Open the national treasury, distribute food and medicine, and stabilize the emotions of the others first. As for those who are still emotionally traumatized..."

He paused, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes:

"Recall the overseas legions, led by the Yin-Yang Imperial Guards, and carry out a massive purge! Better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free."

"If this were to happen again, the very foundation of my Eternal Empire would be destroyed!"

Everyone felt a chill and nodded in agreement.

The cube frowned slightly and said:

"Grand Preceptor, it's better to guide than to block. This kind of forced sacrifice is never a solution. We must improve the living conditions of the poor and laborers in the lower city and make healthcare more accessible..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Imperial Advisor raised his hand to interrupt him:

"Minister Qian, I understand your proposal, but the empire is expanding rapidly and there is a huge shortage of various resources. Even the welfare benefits for professionals are not enough, so how can we provide welfare for the poor?"

"Even if ten thousand commoners die, this world still belongs to my Eternal Empire. But if even one professional slayer dies, who will guard the territory of our Eternal Empire? How will we deal with external enemies and ever-growing monsters?"

The Imperial Advisor paused, then sighed softly:

"Let the poor suffer first, I'll bear the blame!"

Minister Qian lowered his head and said nothing more.

The Imperial Advisor smiled and continued:

"In addition, I have arranged for the Tiger Legion to launch a surprise attack on the guild called Ideal Country. By now, they should have succeeded."

"That guild is weak, but it has plenty of people and resources, enough to make up for the losses. Minister Qian, don't worry, we have enough supplies."

After hearing his words, the surrounding officials' eyes lit up, and they all praised the Grand Preceptor for his flawless strategies, saying that he was indeed the empire's pillar of strength and the bridge of the sea.

Minister Qian forced a smile and cupped his hands in greeting:

"Thank you, Imperial Preceptor, for your concern regarding my supplies. I am deeply grateful."

The Imperial Advisor waved his hand, but couldn't stop smiling.

Just then, a shadow flickered beneath their feet.

A figure appeared beside him and handed him a letter:

"Imperial Advisor, a secret report from the Tiger Warriors!"

"Oh, so fast! The Tiger Legion truly lives up to its reputation as the elite force of our empire!"

The Imperial Advisor smiled and, under the expectant gazes of his colleagues, opened the secret report.

The letter was slowly unfolded, but the smile on the Imperial Advisor's face suddenly froze.

A cold glint appeared in his eyes, then vanished in an instant.

The Imperial Advisor looked solemn and sighed softly:

"Sigh, I never expected that the ideal country would invite the carefree land to help them. They are really cunning!"

"However, it doesn't affect the overall situation. Our Tiger Army has won a great victory. It's just that Commander Xu was seriously injured in the sneak attack by those bandits and will probably need to recuperate for a while."

Everyone sighed in dismay. The Imperial Advisor, using the excuse of handling follow-up matters, quickly left.

Upon returning to the Imperial Observatory, his expression instantly turned cold, and he clenched the secret report in his hand into a ball.

"These idiots! They can't even take down a C-rank guild!"

"Not only did they fail to take it, but they also lost all their elite troops, and Xu Shanhai is dead too! Damn it! What a bunch of useless trash!"

He couldn't help but swear, pacing back and forth in the room, even plucking a tuft of his goatee.

He quickly stopped and chuckled softly:

"The commander-in-chief died to cover the others, but the two left and right commanders are still alive. Hmph, would Xu Shanhai risk his life for a bunch of useless people?"

"But no matter what, we can't keep these deserters from the Tiger Legion!"

A murderous glint flashed in his eyes as he prepared to order the Shadow Guards to kill Shi Zhenshan and the others.

But just then, he felt a vibration coming from his inner pocket.

"Encrypted information, special frequency band, humph, those guys smelled it and came..."

He frowned slightly, picked it up and took a look.

[Dark Web]: Mimir has come to visit.

A hint of surprise flashed in the Grand Preceptor's eyes, and a playful smile appeared on his lips:

"Interesting, that mysterious founder of the dark web..."

Suddenly, he sensed something, turned his head slightly, and looked at the spot behind his desk where he usually sat.

There, at some point, a person wearing a mask appeared.

The shadows beneath his feet writhed, and several shadow guards appeared, protecting him behind them and warily scrutinizing him.

"No need. If he wanted to kill me, he wouldn't need to go through all this trouble."

The Imperial Advisor waved his hand, slowly took a step, and sat down in front of that person.

"Sir, have you come to teach me something?"

"Haha, the Imperial Advisor has a discerning eye."

Gu Shen's clone smiled, took a sip of Cangshan Fuxue tea, and continued:

"I've come to persuade the Imperial Advisor not to kill the deserters of the Tiger Warriors..."

……

Half an hour later, at the Tiger Legion's garrison.

Shi Zhenshan and Wu Shaoxun looked at the envoy before them, some doubts in their hearts:

"When did Shadow Guard start wearing a mask? Did they change their equipment?"

However, the secret letter in the other party's possession could not be faked.

The two men trembled as they accepted the secret letter. After reading its contents, they both revealed expressions of ecstatic joy.

"They didn't hold anyone accountable, and instead made us temporarily assume the duties of the president!"

As for needing to provide substantial supplies to help headquarters with disaster relief, those are minor issues.

Having successfully deceived the messenger, the two breathed a sigh of relief and quickly thanked the messenger before them, and as was customary, hosted a banquet for them to stay overnight.

Gu Shen waved his hand and said calmly:

"I have other important matters to attend to, so I won't delay any longer."

After saying that, he turned and left, leaving the two of them staring at each other in bewilderment.

"They really left. What do we do now? Pack everything up and send it to the King?"

"No rush. I don't think the higher-ups are that easy to fool. Let's put on an act for a while longer, take the opportunity to eliminate some opponents, and send them off slowly to avoid arousing suspicion..."

While the two were discussing their plan, the Tiger Legion seized control of the outermost resource points in the area.

[Ding! The Bluescale Fish resource point has been captured; remaining resources can be collected!]

Seeing the pop-up window in front of him, Ji Mingyu nodded.

There were still more than 300 catties of green-scaled fish left in the resource point, which Ji Mingyu stored in the guild warehouse.

After finishing, he looked at Wang Tianyuan and the others, and waved with a smile:

"Alright, all done, time to go home."

The group cheered a few times, boarded the stag beetle, and embarked on their return journey.

But as he walked, Ji Mingyu suddenly frowned.

"No, this isn't the way back to our ideal world!"

He and Wang Tianyuan exchanged a glance, and without hesitation, they acted simultaneously, forcibly stopping the antler worm.

The stag beetle's enormous body fell to the ground, yet it was as light as a whisper.

Wang Tianyuan raised his hand and tapped the antler beetle's head, the dull echo reverberating in his ears.

He looked at Ji Mingyu, his face extremely grim:

"Brother Ming, it's empty."

Ji Mingyu's pupils contracted sharply, and a chill that penetrated to the bone rose in his heart.

"Who set this up? We didn't even realize it!"

Ji Mingyu pondered in his heart.

Just then, Wang Tianyuan beside him suddenly turned his head, looked down at the antler worm, and coldly shouted:

"Who goes there!"

As he spoke, Wang Tianyuan instantly raised his hand, and two sharp arrows shot out, piercing through the mist and pointing directly at the masked man who had suddenly appeared.

However, just as the arrow was about to strike the man's face, it suddenly vanished, as if it had never existed.

"What kind of skill is that?!"

A cold glint flashed in Wang Tianyuan's eyes, preparing to deliver another brutal blow.

Ji Mingyu reached out to stop him and shook his head:

"It's no use, don't waste your time."

As he spoke, he looked at the masked man, his brows furrowing slightly:

"Have I seen you before?"

The masked man shook his head. Ji Mingyu's eyes flashed, and he chuckled softly:

"What brings you here, sir?"

Beneath the mask, dark eyes slowly rose, and a hoarse, sigh-like voice echoed in everyone's ears:

"For the future of the world, please die!"