Lord Game: I Have 100 Million Talents

Chapter 472: Chapter 119: The Heavens Bow, the Ten Thousand Realms Pledge Allegiance, This Is His Era

The player representing the Viking Domain took a deep breath, forcing down the sob caught in his throat. He lowered his head humbly, his voice trembling uncontrollably as he spoke:

"Tingfeng..."

"We are willing to accept any terms of surrender..."

"Whatever you want..."

"We beg you, show mercy and forgive our previous offenses. Please, spare our lives..."

As he spoke, a glance from the corner of his eye caught the retracted talons of the Divine Gift Ancient Giant Dragon beside the throne. The chilling glint made his heart stop, and he held his breath, praying that the man seated above would utter a word of forgiveness.

Qin Feng spoke slowly. His voice wasn’t loud, but it carried an undeniable authority, each word an icicle piercing their hearts.

"What I want..."

"Is very simple."

As his voice trailed off, he leaned forward slightly. The might of an Emperor swirled within his pupils, which blazed with Holy Flame.

"Submit."

That single word slammed into the heart of the player representing the Viking Domain, making him shudder and press his forehead even harder against the golden tiles.

Qin Feng’s voice rang out again, filled with the certainty of one who controlled everything.

"All of you Lord Players, from every one of your realms, will immediately renounce your current allegiance—to the Native Creatures of your own Planes—and pledge fealty to me, Tingfeng."

He gestured toward the sky outside the hall, where the scorched marks left by Dragon Breath still lingered.

"If I recall correctly, according to the system rules, once the third phase of the Plane War begins, Lord Players can switch their allegiance without any cooldown."

"They can even directly submit to a Heaven’s Chosen Ruler from another Plane World."

"They can become ’traitors’ planted in their own Plane World, secretly undermining the other Lord Players there."

As he spoke the last two words, he deliberately slowed his pace, his gaze locking onto the man below like a sharpened blade:

"Isn’t it?"

The player representing the Viking Domain tensed, cold sweat soaking his inner clothes. He didn’t dare hesitate for even a second, immediately kowtowing as he replied:

"Yes! Yes, you are correct! We... We will immediately inform all the Lord Players! To pledge our loyalty to you!"

Seeing the Viking representative kowtowing repeatedly, his posture the very picture of humility, Qin Feng slowly straightened up. A satisfied nod finally appeared on his face, which was wreathed in a holy glow. As he idly twirled his fingers, the oppressive atmosphere in the hall eased slightly.

"Very good."

Those two simple words landed like a royal pardon, allowing the tense shoulders of everyone below to relax slightly.

Qin Feng leaned back into his gilded throne. His fingertips idly traced the Holy Crystals embedded in the armrest, his tone casual but laced with a bone-chilling cold.

"Then we’ll consider this matter concluded."

"Go and do what you must."

"If other players from the Hua Country Realm demand reparations and an apology from you for this Plane War, figure out how to satisfy them yourselves. Don’t be foolish enough to ask me, a citizen of the Hua Country, for my opinion on such matters."

His tone suddenly shifted. The Holy Flame around Qin Feng flared violently, and the might of an Emperor once again washed over the hall like a tidal wave.

"And one more thing."

"Let me give you a warning."

"If anyone dares to entertain the thought of escaping my control in the future, my Talent Ability will alert me instantly. It can not only lock onto their coordinates in the Plane World but also pinpoint their exact location in the real world."

"When that time comes..."

"I will show them no mercy."

Qin Feng looked down at the figures who had frozen in place, the corner of his mouth curling into a cold smirk. His words were as clear and sharp as a knife:

"I will personally appear before them. First, I’ll shatter any hope of resistance with ’Divine Gift: Permanent Poisoning.’ Then, I’ll use ’Divine Gift of Resurrection’ to drag them back from the brink of death—twice—to let them savor the despair of dying. Finally, I will use ’Divine Gift: Sealed Resurrection’ to obliterate them completely, leaving no chance for future trouble."

"Do you understand?"