My universe in a bottle

"Walton, the Dead Skeleton Emperor, is dead!"

The entire earth and thousands of races in the abyss were shaken by it.

No one thought that before he died, he actually developed the "Demon Core Meditation Method" and handed the enslaved demons the butcher's knife to kill the strong.

Even some abyss nobles find it incomprehensible.

This man sacrificed his life to do something that had no benefit to him regardless of the cost.

And soon, the three thousand abyss wizards on the front line no longer attacked the Elf Land, but turned back.

If I don’t go back, my hometown may not be there anymore.

When they returned, they saw the whole land cheering.

"Wharton!"

"Wharton!"

"Wharton!!"

Countless people screamed in pain. In the two-story civilian buildings on both sides of the street, they opened their windows and doors, and people were shouting his name, which was as spectacular as a busy city.

Demons and monsters can actually start practicing!

The demonic core no longer completely absorbed their vitality and potential, but only half of it. Their cultivation speed was half as slow, and they were no longer hopeless.

The magic core implanted in the head absorbs half of the power and can also control and exert some power.

"Times are changing!"

Goblin King Proeus was a little confused.

Unexpectedly, when they attacked the Elf Land, Wharton from behind gave them such a surprise.

He returned to his palace, carried out the turmoil in the city below, and kept thinking:

"I once slaughtered all over the earth and enslaved the common people together with the nobles and strong men, because it was a general trend. I knew it was unstoppable, so I entered the general trend and would not be eliminated by the times."

"But now, this is also a general trend!"

Demons and monsters are rising everywhere, and there are too many of them.

They have broken free from the shackles of slavery and have the power to resist, and they will surely become stronger one after another.

These nobles who enslave the people and extract the magic core will be overthrown sooner or later.

"If I don't leave, I will die."

The Goblin King Proeus knew that the world was turning against him.

On this day, I found a substitute, escaped secretly, took off my gorgeous magic core robe and magic core cane, and came to live in a small building of a civilian.

"That guy."

Goblin King Proeus sighed with emotion, and toasted a glass of malt wine to the Dead Emperor Wharton from afar:

"I should have thought that that guy could break the crystal core and benefit the world, but he could also take this step and sacrifice his life."

The other end.

The Bone Mage Boroughs also disappeared secretly.

"He has only been in power for seven years, and the entire people will remember him throughout their lives."

Boroughs, who once challenged Wharton and felt that he was not qualified, finally gave in.

Even if he overthrew himself and this enemy gave him a fatal blow, he still couldn't hate him.

He also admires this kind of Abyss Emperor who purely pursues the truth and benefits the times.

"Wharton! You are the king of the era!!!"

Boroughs lost his identity as a nobleman and disguised himself as a protester supporting Wharton. He held a big flag in the streets, shouted for change and resistance, and overthrew the aristocratic class at the top.

"Wharton! You deserve time to erect a monument for you!"

He swarmed into the crowd and marched through the streets.

He even became the leader of a revolutionary army, leading the people to shout loudly:

"It is undeniable that the creator gods have paid a lot for the times."

“From the germination of the first single cell, to the sea tribes in the underwater age, to the climb onto land to complete life, the creator gods have launched the greatest exploration for the people on earth, from the cradle of life to the extraordinary era! "

"And you are still unique, the first king of our human era!"

"Our great monarch! With a mortal body, you are comparable to the gods of creation, and your achievements in opening up the era are as magnificent and admirable as the gods. You should erect a monument like the gods and leave your name in future generations!"

They sang and the people cheered.

A statue of the Death Skeleton Emperor was re-erected in the central square of each abyssal city.

The child sang a song loudly.

"Ah~~Wharton has appeared. Our good king, the evil nobles saw you in the palace and were so frightened that they packed their bags, scattered gems everywhere, abandoned their wives, and fled!~~"

"Evil nobles! They enslaved the people and once discredited our king, making us spit on him and curse him. But the Emperor of Death is a true monarch with great love. He loves us as much as he loves his children, and combines equality and independence. , powerful, bringing a golden age to the entire abyss!"

"The nobles are exploiting their children, but Wharton has become our true father!"

"We should inherit our father's mind, love what our father loves, and do what our father likes! Go and overthrow those evil nobles!"

They shouted together, the sound was loud:

“With the gift of the Father, we will walk the path of freedom!”

“With the gift of the Father, we will walk the path of freedom!!!”

The march grew bigger and bigger.

Some nobles who did not react and had no foresight still enjoyed the blessings in their palaces by relying on their powerful possession of dozens of magic core treasures.

But they don't know the terror of the people and the changing power of the times, which is so vast and irresistible.

"Kill them!"

"Freedom! By dying now, we fathers will buy an era of freedom for our children!"

Raising the sickle, picking up the axe, dragging the hammer, the slaves shouted.

No matter how powerful the noble was, he was beaten to death by the endless rebel army!

boom!

They filled it with their lives in anger.

He even took off the magic core of the dead companion next to him, turned it into his own power, and swarmed forward.

Those nobles died in agony.

This day will be forever recorded in history, and a famous painting "Day of Resistance" will be passed down to future generations.

The slaves in the picture have different expressions.

Angry, happy, ecstatic, shouting, stepping on mountains of corpses and seas of blood, holding the head of a nobleman.

become free!

We are finally free!

Looking at that picture, this cry from a distant era appeared in people's hearts inexplicably.

The nobles who managed to escape early looked at the overwhelming freedom movement outside with lingering fears.

Wharton only reigned for seven short years, but he also used his short life to establish a golden era.

His seven-year reign has become a legend that has been passed down through the ages.

In Wharton's life, he broke the crystal core for the world, opened the golden age of planting magic core, and allowed the wizard to rise completely. Before his death, he discovered his fault, caused a catastrophe, and redeemed himself.

"He can be called the weakest monarch in history, but no one overthrew him. The people respected him, the nobles were afraid of him, and the kings did not dare to seize power. It was simply a miraculous era."

"He exchanged his own life for the future of an era. He was a truly pure monarch who illuminated the way for the future. At the very least, we can't do that."

"No matter what, in this era, thousands of years from now, perhaps no one will remember who the Abyss Emperor is who will ascend the throne in the next era. We nobles vying for the throne, no matter who is the winner in the next era, have already lost in front of him. !”

"Yes, even if the next generation of monarchs rules for a thousand years, it can't compare to the seven years of glory he left in the hearts of the people!"

The nobles and abyss mages hiding in the dark have complicated hearts after all.

At first, everyone thought that it was the era of a short-lived monarch, and when he passed away, they would inevitably replace him!

But he didn't expect that in just a few years, it would reach this point and there would be no chance of defeating him.

"We can't win against a dead man anymore!"

Some of the abyss mages who were friends with them were hibernating and sitting at the wine table in the secret room, drunk and full of emotions.

Everyone must admit it.

This is a monument, short-lived means gorgeous, and a short-lived flash in the pan always makes people look forward to it. His story will inevitably be passed down through the ages.

After this year.

The most brutal war of the era broke out.

The fighting lasted for seven months.

Every day, strong men vying for kingship fall.

The strongest man of the era, the Goblin King Proeus, finally conquered the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and ascended the throne. Perhaps it was his throne from the beginning.

He is the strongest man of the era.

"But so what if I am the strongest? So what if one person suppressed the entire era?"

He was sitting on the throne of the abyss. This goblin king looked up at the sky quietly. He always felt that he had missed something and lacked something.

Becoming this king will leave you with regrets.

"Perhaps, we lost from the beginning." Boroughs, who failed to seize the king, became the court mage. He turned his head and looked at the sky that once opened the door to truth.

"maybe."

The new era abyss monarch on the throne, Proeus slowly closed his eyes and murmured: "What a pity, what a pity."

After all, no one knew what the new king was regretting.

Perhaps it was a pity that they attacked the Elf Land and were defeated in the end. Wharton forced them to come back urgently to slow down this wave of war in the Elf Land.

Prowers did not go against public opinion and even took the initiative to establish various teaching materials in the college, making Wharton a legendary figure in history.

He deserves it for his selfless life, just to open up an era.