The Rise Of The Mythical Warlords: Conquering the New World With SSR Castles.
CH-2 .
After taking a look at his castle, Dei concluded that it was an invincible wonder, with perfect architectural beauty and defensive power. He was satisfied with all the aspects of the castle.
After admiring the beauty of his castle, Dei stepped towards the entrance. However, before the entrance of the castle, a shocking event occurred. The two statues that stood upright at two meters tall suddenly cracked and shattered into pieces. Then, unexpectedly, two figures of horned men appeared with a pair of bat wings on their backs. Their slightly abnormal height added to the mysterious impression. Unexpectedly, the two men instantly kowtowed before Dei.
"Welcome sir thank you for making me and my friend "saying the man on the right while bowing their heads even though they prostrate still Dei who can be said to be tall feels short.
Because Dei was one meter shorter than them.
"Before that, mention your duties," Dei said in a relaxed manner. To him, the scene of leading and having subordinates was already a common thing.
"it is our duty to protect you, sir," said the man on the left.
Dei thought about his question inwardly, "Hmm... system, can I contact you with just my thoughts?"
[Of course my lord I am your exclusive system.]
"Good, then what about the level of their strength?" dei asked with interest.
[Ding demon power level is divided into:
- LOW-LEVEL DEMON: Tier 2, strongest at the same level or lower.
- MEDIUM-LEVEL DEMON: Tier 4, strongest at the same level or lower.
-HIGH LEVEL DEMON: Tier 6, strongest at the same level or lower.
- NOBLEMAN DEMON: Tier 8, stronger compared to the same level.
- DEMON LORD: Tier 10, demigod, is a demigod with incredible power.
-DEMON KING: Intermediate Gods, As medium gods, they have a towering power.
-DEMON EMPEROR: The main god, is the ultimate god with undeniable power.
-??? (Name unknown): The angelic race notification has disappeared because of the departure of the Lord.]
After receiving information from the system, Dei was shocked by the statement about the loss of God.
"Ah, stupid time with that. There are no angels. My army has no natural enemies, and this is very profitable," Dei thought in contemplation.
Meanwhile, while Dei was still distracted in his thoughts, the two demon men still kowtowed, not moving in the slightest. They really showed the criteria of a soldier who was obedient to his lead.
"Then do you two have names?" dei asked after waking up from his daydream.
"Okay, we both don't have names. We were just born today" said the man on the right.
"Well, I'll name you both. What about Armaros for you, the man on the left, and Arioch for you, the man on the right?" propose Dei with great zeal.
"We will of course accept it, Your Majesty!" said the two men loudly and enthusiastically, as if they had been accepted by their hearts.
"Alright, now report your tiers," Pinta Dei firmly.
"My rank is Demon Lord, Master, but my power is sealed by something so I can't bring out my full strength" Arioch said proudly, while the powerful aura that surrounded him signaled his deadly power.
"My rank is Devil Nobles, Sir. However, I am much weaker than Arioch with just one level" Armaros said humbly, expressing his limitations honestly.
Dei frowned, surprised by Armaros' statement. "Did you say you were born today?" asked Dei with an expression full of astonishment. Once they were born, they already had quite a high level of strength. Dei felt astonished and wondered about their future.
"Of course, Sire. We are really newborn today" Armaros said firmly.
Dei stared at the striking angel statue among the others, full of curiosity. The statue looked so lifelike and exuded a mysterious aura. Dei felt that something was not revealed behind the existence of the statue.
"wait, then what about this angel statue?." said Dei while pointing at the most striking statue among others.
"They are all still sealed, sir, just like us," Arioch replied firmly.
Dei was getting curious. What do those seals mean? Is there any chance that someday these statues will live and become real beings?
"Then will they really be able to live one day, System?" dei asked, trying to confirm his thoughts.
[Sure, Sir. The higher the level of the castle, the stronger the statues that will live. These statues are similar to the heroes in the gacha game that exist in your world.]
Dei pondered for a moment. If the statues could really live, he felt that he had tremendous power in hand. However, in order to build his Demon Throne, he knew that it would require sufficient resources.
"Alright, System. Then how do I build my Demon Throne? Do I need a certain resource?" inner Dei, the more interested in this process.
[First building camp troops do not need resources.]
Dei receives information from the System that the construction of the first camp troops does not require special resources. This made him relieved, as he was able to immediately start the development process.
"Then how can I build my army camp?" dei asked, interested in knowing the next steps.
[easy sir, you only need to prepare 4x4 meters of land to build your army camp]
Dei smiled hearing that explanation. He immediately thought of the right place to build his army camp. On the way to the throne of the palace, he looked around, looking for land that was in accordance with the requirements given by the System.
"System, how wide and long is my territory?" dei asked as he strode steadily towards the palace throne, showing his desire to understand the territory he possessed.
[Your territory has an area of up to 2500 square kilometers, many areas that have not been fully occupied and are still waiting for your conquest]
Unfeeling, Dei arrived at the towering throne of the palace. The throne looks very majestic with typical touches of the demon race that adorn every corner. At the top of the throne are fine carvings depicting the elegance and ferocity of the demon race. The details are so subtle that they seem vivid and real.
Around the main room of the palace, a spacious hall greeted Dei. The walls are decorated with large murals that visualize a great battle between demons and angels. In the painting, colorful paint and dramatic shadows create a tense and struggling atmosphere. Every touch of brush seemed to reflect the strength and courage of the demon race in the raging battle.
The floor is made of shiny white marble, reflecting the light of the crystal lamps that hang on the ceiling of the palace. The sound of Dei's steps echoed along the majestic hallways lined with thick carpet, giving a feel of grandeur and elegance.
On the throne itself, there are intricate carvings depicting power and immortality.
"Arioch, come here," cried Dei as he opened the door of the hall. Enter the dashing figure of Arioch with two pairs of dazzling wings, bowing his head as a sign of respect.
"Arioch, stand before me" Dei said firmly.
"Arioch, I command you to build a camp to the southeast, with the entrance facing west. And Armaros, give him my orders to explore the surrounding area and report it to me. Understood?" continued Dei. How does Dei know the ability of a subordinate to build a building? Of course, from the system that became the source of knowledge and wisdom in this new world.
"Happy, sire," Arioch replied respectfully before turning around and leaving the castle hall.
The cold night wind blew, as if depicting the deep consciousness within Dei, making Dei realize something.
"System, open World Chat," Dei said firmly.
[Soon, sir... World Chat is open.]
Suddenly, Dei's gaze changed drastically. Before him, millions of sentences floated and continued to grow incessantly. The letters glittered and moved at a speed that was difficult to follow, creating an incredible scene.
Like stars in the night sky.
"Damn, I was sent to another world!" sent by Ugly Goblin, a disappointed and frustrated voice emanated from that sentence.
"Stupid, you think you're the only one sent to this goddamn world? Whoever can find the mastermind behind all this, I'll give you half my treasure!" sent by Rich Boy, a tone of greed and despair sounded clear in his words.
"The idiots who act like monkeys are jumping around!" sent by the Dragon Lord, his voice of resentment and superiority was felt in every letter.
"Look, the Dragon Lord has appeared!" sent by Little Bugs, a voice of admiration and astonishment rang out in his message.
"Who is the Dragon Lord? Is that your mother?" sent by the Barbarian King, a cynical and provocative tone sounded in his sentence.
"Shut up, stupid barbarian! It was said that the Dragon Lord Army was a true dragon. Don't you know?" sent by Red Wyvern, an arrogant and condescending voice was felt in his words.
"Fuck you guys! Does anyone sell food? I'm so starving. Camp troops could only be used tomorrow," sent by Sister Succu, a tone of despair and hunger radiated from her message.
In the noise and uproar in World Chat, different voices clashed with each other. Bafflement, cynicism, arrogance, and despair create a lively background in this conversation.
while the connoisseur of the drama, Dei who was still and noticed the strange conversation of those people could only smile wryly at the beginning of his castle.
