Chapter 185 Broque Island
While Maximus meticulously reinforced the sunburnt plateau with Atomic God Metal.
Johnson was preparing his troops to conquer the Sun Sea Region in one go.
"How is the preparation?" Johnson asked one of his vice admirals.
"Admiral, Island bases no. 1 - 300 are already prepared."
"The supplies and ships have also been fixed and reinforced by the puppets."
"The Official Ministers are also in their positions."
"That's good. Get ready; this will be a monumental task for the Moonlight Empire," Johnson said solemnly.
With an order, all the ships left their base islands, heading to their designated places.
...
In Broque Island, home to a three-kingdom alliance.
This was one of the stubborn places that the imperial navy was too lazy to conquer.
With its kings being tier 6 and numerous tier 5 subordinates, it's a tough nut to crack.
Even in the face of the beast tide, the people of Broque Island remained united.
However, as things were going, they couldn't last long without enough supplies.
"When will this end?" a soldier hopelessly muttered as he slashed a sea beast.
Getting on the land, the sea beast was like meat on a chopping board.
However, even a top butcher would be overwhelmed if such a large amount were presented in front of him.
"The Three Kings are already thinking of a solution; we should be patient," the guard beside him comforted.
"Patient indeed... wait for my comrades to die... wait for the city to be destroyed... watch my family be devoured by these beasts," the guard muttered like a lunatic.
"This..." the others also grew gloomy as time went by.
Originally they thought that their Broque Island could rival that of on Empire.
But looking at the beast tide, easily destroying the place where they once lived, they didn't think so anymore.
"Don't worry; our Kings will lead us out of this predicament!" a guard cheered.
"We will not give up!"
"No, we cannot give up."
"Give me every last ounce of your strength; we can overcome this!"
...
While the people on Broque Island cheered themselves on as they fought to the last breath.
The Three Kings or rather brothers who were supposed to lead them out of the predicament were bloodied everywhere.
"Brother Brig, can we really protect this land?" Brook, the youngest brother and one of the three kings, asked.
"Don't worry. I would rather die than let everything we've built disappear before our eyes," Brig, the eldest brother, said solemnly.
"No! We can reestablish our territory again! There is nothing more important than life," Barak, the middle child, said.
"How can we leave behind our family and friends?" Brig reasoned.
"Can't we save them and then escape from here?" the youngest, Brook, asked eagerly.
Fighting the sea beasts was truly exhausting and life-threatening.
Seeing the endless sea beasts coming to the island made even his scalp numb.
There were even tier 5 and 6 beasts that came from time to time.
Truthfully, he also wanted to escape and go to a safer place like the Arcane Continent.
But the stye of their brothers is that they would rather be a chicken's head than a phoenix's tail.
They would rather manage their three acres of land than manage an endless parrie for someone else.
This is also why despite their close relationship, there was still no unification.
After unification, the broque island would become an empire, welcoming all people from all over the world.
Such a dangerous thing is impossible, so they settled for a three-kingdom alliance.
"It's impossible; the flying boats wouldn't be enough for all of them to fit," Brig said as he slayed a sea beast.
"Then we can only do our best..." Barak murmured as he looked for an escape route.
He really didn't want to end their lives here.
If not for their stubborn eldest brother, they would have already escaped.
...
As days passed by, one city was destroyed after another.
Fortunately, all the civilians had already been evacuated to the center of the island.
However, the soldiers, who were fighting for their lives, suffered heavy casualties.
The potions and weapons ran out, resulting in more and more casualties.
Fortunately, the sea beasts can be consumed, so there is no possibility of dying from hunger.
As for the Three Kings, without healing and recovery potions, they were as tired as ghosts, barely hanging by a thread.
Even the magic crystals they used to quickly recover their mana were running out.
Barak, who was planning an escape route, was also prepared to forcefully take his brothers out of here.
As dawn broke,
The soldiers laid down, waiting for their lives to run out.
The citizens said their goodbyes to their families.
All the people look at their home one last time.
Suddenly, the sky shone in a dazzling light, sending them warmth and comfort.
"What is that?!"
"Huh~ What is it? It's so comfortable~"
"Is this the afterlife?"
The light dispersed, seeping through their bodies, warming them, and healing their wounds.
However, this light was like a curse to the low-tier sea beasts, as they disintegrated in its presence.
"Hey, the product His Majesty gave us is really effective!" a Navy member muttered in surprise.
"Although it's only effective against low-tier sea beasts, the effect is superb!"
The light just now was produced by a single enchanted token that stored Maximus's Tier 1 spells.
Yes, just a Tier 1 spell could disintegrate a group of Tier 1 to 3 sea beasts.
If Maximus were not too lazy, he could mass-produce these tokens until there were no more sea beasts in the sea.
As for buying them? that was too expensive.
A Tier 4 consumable token comparable to the one Maximus created costed millions of crystals.
Although money flowed like water to Maximus, he was not that extravagant.
Since there are puppets available, why bother wasting money?
Furthermore, Maximus only created this Curse Healing Light consumable token when he was bored.
His original plan was to create a fireworks display that would heal and kill at the same time.
However seeing that it's too bothersome, after creating a bunch of them, he threw these things to Johnson to play with.
Little did he know that Johnson used them in such a way, creating a divine effect.
Now the people looked eagerly at their rescuers as the light of hope ignited within their eyes.
The three kings, also momentarily stopped to see who had rescued them.
"Greetings, King Brig, King Barak, and King Brook!" An envoy greeted.
"Who are you?!"
"Perhaps you have heard of us?"
"No..." Brig answered.
However, upon seeing the crescent moon insignia, Brig suddenly thought of someone.
"Moonlight Empire?"
"It seems that the reputation of the Moonlight Empire has indeed spread far and wide," the envoy smiled widely.
"Cut to the chase. Why are you here?" Brig said solemnly.
He was somewhat disgusted with the Moonlight Empire.
He thought that these people were slave traders.
As a while ago, a fat sea merchant solicited his people with his magical tongue promising impossible benefits.
Fortunately, The three had some strength and made that fat merchant quickly retreat.
As for the truth, the three brothers were like Otakus, only staying on their little island.
They could hardly hear news from the outside.
Furthermore, Moonlight Empire had only been established a little over a decade ago.
Looking at the envoy, they watched warily, ready to fight at any moment.
"We came in good faith."
"Hearing your predicament, our Emperor became compassionate and sent to aid you."
"And then? What benefit will you get?" they sneered at such a fake reason.
"We want nothing but the loyalty of the Broque Island's people to the Moonlight Empire!"
"Hmph! You're dreaming!"
"The people here will only be loyal to us and no one else!" the youngest, Brook, said arrogantly.
"Oh really?"
"Care to bet?" the envoy teased.
Although he was facing a Tier 6 individual, the envoy wasn't the least bit scared.
His words and deeds reflected the stature of the emperor.
If he became scared, did that mean the ruler of the Moonlight Empire was inferior?
Each of these envoys was meticulously selected and trained.
Their training was different from that of a fighter.
Instead of fists and weapons, they trained their words and vocabulary.
Instead of tempering with mana, they tempered their will.
You could kill them in the most cruel way possible, but their bearing would not change to disgrace their emperor.
"What do you mean?"
"You will see... Follow me!" the envoy said, leading them.
As they reached the center of the island,
They saw soldiers organizing everything.
The healers and alchemists tending and taking care of the people.
Various officials were giving orders to rebuild the previous order.
Supplies were pouring out of the ships, offering endless hope.
Finally, the light in people's eyes no longer has them in it.
Even those who passed by and saw their kings shied away and pretended not to see them.
In the few minutes they had been talking just now, the people of Broque had regained their vitality.
"What did you do?!" Brook said forcefully, feeling that these people had cast an enchantment spell.
"Well, we gave them hope, a lifesaving straw to rescue them from this hell."
"Impossible!"
"Of course, you would not think about this; you had the strength and power to escape anytime."
"How can you see the hope that we bring to them in the same light?" The words from the envoy hit Barak and Brook the hardest.
Earlier, Barak had already reminded Brook that they would escape after their eldest brother was exhausted.
They had already abandoned the people here from the bottom of their hearts.
How can they feel the same as these people here?
After seeing the light earlier they thought that trouble had come.
But for these people what they saw was not trouble but hope.
"Then what? After the people become loyal to your empire, what will you do?" Brig asked.
He didn't care about anything right now.
Nothing else mattered as long as he saw his people safe and sound.
Even the provocation from the envoy didn't matter.
Seeing the people of Broque smiling again was enough.
"Heh, why don't you see that for yourself and join our humble abode?"
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