Constantine became the darling of the empire and a great man that ordinary people could hardly imagine.
Those gods who once claimed to take his soul now all have to respectfully call him Lord Constantine.
Constantine was also quite proud of this.
I never thought that a jerk like me would have the opportunity to change my destiny.
This really proves the old saying that fate is fickle.
Don't think that anything is impossible in this world.
In the past, who could have imagined that those ancient gods would one day be pulled down from their thrones, fall into the mortal world, and kneel down to surrender to a king, just for the other party to forgive their sins and allow them to live.
Of course, some people think that Constantine is a shameful traitor and a lackey of the empire.
In any case, Constantine's fame is growing.
People are in awe of his identity and status.
The same is true of the gods who were driven out.
The little wizard who was once looked down upon by them has now become someone they need to bow down to.
The holographic projection in the bar was still broadcasting news from the Imperial Daily.
"The commander of the Imperial Expedition and the person in charge of developing the universe, Sanguinius, recently delivered an important speech. He summarized and innovated the theory of the social system proposed by the holy, bright, omniscient and almighty Emperor of the Empire, and proposed the theory of scientific governance of the Empire. For the first time in his speech, he proposed to establish a 100-year plan to strive for the long-term implementation of the social system and avoid frequent changes in orders, which caused the people to distrust the imperial system."
"Further enhance the participation of citizens in the affairs of the empire, make the imperial official system more open to the public, operate transparently, enhance the trust of the people, establish a sound supervision mechanism, let citizens supervise the operation of officials, and effectively safeguard the achievements of empire construction. Promoting the development and growth of human civilization is a systematic project that requires overall planning, systematic planning, and overall promotion. We must properly handle the individual interests of the people and the collective interests of the empire, and explore and practice a balanced and feasible path."
"Promoting the cause of the liberation of human civilization in the heavens and redeeming the branches of humanity scattered across the heavens is a great cause that has never been done before and will never be done again. It is inevitable that we will encounter all kinds of unimaginable risks and challenges, difficulties and obstacles, and even stormy waves. We must enhance our awareness of potential dangers, adhere to the bottom line thinking, be prepared for danger in times of peace, plan ahead, dare to fight, and have the courage to fight. Through tenacious struggle, we will promote this great cause and bring great harmony, great unity, great development, and great transcendence to human civilization."
"We must firmly implement the ideas and concepts of the Holy Emperor and the Great Emperor of the Empire, and promote the development of the cause from the perspective of the overall situation of human civilization. We must never allow the ideas and concepts of the Holy Emperor and the Great Emperor of the Empire to be shaken. Only by uniting around the Holy, Bright, All-Knowing and All-Powerful Emperor of the Empire can we ensure that the great cause does not deviate from its course and does not lose its essence. We must be consistent and encourage all the people of the Empire to participate in and promote the great cause. Adhere to the strategic policies formulated by the Holy, Bright, All-Knowing and All-Powerful Emperor of the Empire, adhere to the development thinking centered on humanity and the people of the Empire, involve the people of the Empire in the entire process of development, and fully inspire the spirit of ownership of the people of the Empire."
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"Let us toast to the great Emperor of the Empire."
Constantine said, raising his glass.
"Look at how well they said it, and then look at you guys, using big screens to promote it. And then look at what you did before, it was so backward."
"That's meaningless. The life of a mortal is like an ant to an eternal God." Lucifer said without turning his head, "How can a mortal like you possibly understand the idea of having eternal life? One day, the emperor will get tired of this work. Just like Jehovah did in the past, he will isolate himself from mortals, establish his own divine domain, and become a high and mighty god who cannot be offended."
"Haha, that's you." Constantine laughed, "Don't use your stupid ideas to guess what the emperor of the empire is thinking. You are an unimaginable god to mortals, but to that person, you are just an ant like mortals. You know, when Jehovah died, I was there."
Lucifer raised his head when he heard this.
He had been Jehovah's assistant, his left hand, and his most powerful angel.
After falling into hell, he became the lord of hell.
When he heard about the death of his old boss, he felt sad.
"The god who was once admired by countless people had his legs broken and knelt helplessly before his throne. Countless angels roared and charged, trying to save their god. With a swing of the sword from the commander of the imperial expedition, the god's head was chopped off, and the deep red blood gushed out. Under the illumination of the divine light, it was crystal clear. I will never forget that scene. The high and mighty God died, and I witnessed it with my own eyes."
"In that sacred and beautiful heaven, the angels fell to the ground, their pure white wings stained with blood and blackened by the flames of war. They fought desperately until the last moment, and then died."
After saying that, Constantine took a sip of wine.
“This is a brand new era, an era without God, an era that no one has ever imagined.”
Lucifer wiped the wine glass silently without saying anything.
Constantine would have liked to have a few more drinks.
Zatanna comes and takes him away.
The train to the empire's homeland will depart soon.
They have to be prepared.
Those chosen to study in the Empire were carefully considered.
Let them fully realize the crisis facing mankind and the efforts made by the empire.
When the time is right, passage between the two universes will be opened.
Allowing people to flow freely between the two universes.
Walking out of Lucifer's restaurant, an unmanned hovercraft parked on the side of the road.
After Constantine and Zatanna got on, it slowly rose up and merged into the traffic like a school of fish.
Today's Gotham City has undergone tremendous changes.
Various high-rise buildings stand side by side, and countless hovercrafts shuttle through the gaps between the buildings, like schools of fish swimming among the corals on the seabed.
There are no more slums and no more street crime.
People are free to go out anytime and anywhere.
They can be guaranteed safety at all times.
No need to worry about harm from criminals.
After losing those superheroes, human society did not usher in the end, but instead showed a prosperous upward trend.
The gap between the rich and the poor has been limited to the greatest extent possible.
The money-first mentality and individual heroism were severely hit.
The society was still dictatorial in the name of the imperial emperor, but the flow of wealth and social management were supervised by the entire people and became more democratic than before.
Unlike the democracy advocated by superheroes in the past, today's people are not only reflected in the system of selecting and managing officials, but also in the flow of social wealth.
People have the right to choose who will manage the wealth they create so that it can be better distributed, narrowing the wealth gap between different classes and allowing everyone to feel the convenience and affluent life brought by technology.
Social wealth is no longer in the hands of individuals for various reasons as before, but in the hands of the people.
Through the system and democratic elections, the controllers of social wealth and the managers of social systems are guaranteed, thus ensuring the greatest possible social fairness.
People also truly felt the difference between the collective thinking emphasized by the Empire and superheroes.
The freedom and democracy advocated by superheroes have become a guise to fool the world.
No wealth is private unless it is separated from the social collective.
No single billionaire creates billionaire wealth alone.
Even the great Emperor of the Holy Empire once admitted that without the countless citizens of the empire, he would not have been able to create such a great empire.
If society is not viewed as a collective and excessive emphasis is placed on the legitimacy of private wealth, the resulting democracy will inevitably be undemocratic.
The essence of social operation is to create sufficient social wealth through institutional management so that people can enjoy a normal life.
Just like a wolf pack hunting, the prey belongs to the group, and the wolf king has the priority right of distribution due to his leadership and strength.
If the wolf king dares to declare that all the food belongs to him and that the other wolves are just his hired thugs, he will inevitably be treated hostilely by the wolf pack and may even be torn apart and become food.
People cannot choose who will become the spokesperson for social wealth, nor are they qualified to supervise and manage the wealth they create. Such democracy is doomed to be a castle in the air, and can only allow the so-called privatization to infringe on people's interests. Ultimately, individuals who control the flow of wealth will inevitably control the regime and control everything.
This is also why, in the age of superheroes, the more powerful the Justice League becomes, the poorer people's world becomes.
With the coming of the Empire, everything changed dramatically.
After establishing an equal and fair social wealth system and a perfect social security system through powerful means, people are more keen to pursue the realization of their self-worth.
Crime, a high-cost, low-return business, is hated by more and more people.
Humans are creatures that consider their own interests.
When the cost of breaking the law is too low and the benefits are too great, they will take risks.
When the cost of breaking the law is too high and the benefits are too small, they will behave themselves.
This has nothing to do with any morality.
Morality is just the icing on the cake.
Everyone Constantine saw along the way was full of confidence, and no matter who they were, they all looked very neat and elegant.
Eyes are the best reflection of the civilization of an era.
In the feudal period, people were numb and stupid.
During the industrial age, people expressed confusion about the future and hatred for the lack of self-worth.
Now, people are showing confidence like never before.
The rapid development of human civilization has brought them confidence.
Under the leadership of the Holy Emperor, the pace of their lives slowed down, and people had more time to think about their own meaning and what they wanted to do in the future.
They know that even if they fail, they will have enough protection to get through the rest of their days safely, and this makes them more passionate and motivated to do various things.
This is the worst era. The gods have left the human world and become no different from mortals.
This is also the best era. Every mortal has unlimited possibilities. They enjoy technology that their parents could not imagine, travel in a time and space scale that their parents could not imagine, and are protected by a sacred person who is above everything and controls everything, and are free from all evil.
The hover car shuttles between the gaps between the buildings.
The ground has been stripped of roads and replaced with squares and garden lawns planted with trees.
There are cobblestone paths scattered around for people who like to ride bicycles or walk.
Humanized comfort and pleasure are reflected everywhere.
Constantine sat next to the car window. He never thought that Gotham City could become like this.
That gloomy, dilapidated city filled with despair has transformed into a paradise loved by people.
This is a paradise for human beings.
It was created by humans and does not belong to any god.
People living in it do not need to be recognized by the gods. As long as they have the identity of human beings, they are naturally qualified to live in this paradise.
"It's so beautiful, like a dream." Constantine sighed.
"Yeah." Zatanna nodded, rarely, agreeing with the scumbag's idea.
After this simple exchange, the two fell into silence again.
When Constantine wanted to say something, he invited Zatanna to have a deep communication in the evening to consolidate their relationship.
The hovercraft indicated that it was five hundred meters away from reaching its destination.
Constantine had to take back his words and looked out the window.
The alien universe station is very huge and is built on the edge of Gotham City.
It is like a majestic giant mountain, towering into the clouds.
The highest point has already broken through the earth and extended into the endless void.
Anyone who visits the station for the first time will be struck by how grand and majestic it is, so huge that it seems like it was not built by humans.
His car was three hundred meters in the air.
However, this is only the lower floor of the station. Looking up, you can see this majestic building towering into the clouds.
If people in ancient times saw this scene, they would probably exclaim that this was a ladder connecting to the temple of the gods.
The hovercraft entered the station from a dock and stopped on a huge platform.
There were a lot of people at the station, but they were scattered across the huge platform and looked sparse.
A suspended servo skull flew in from a distance and landed next to Constantine.
The golden double-headed eagle emblem on it represents that it has been blessed by the Emperor of the Empire.
Imperial Citizen: Constantine, Imperial Citizen: Zatanna, you have been authorized to board the train to the Holy Empire territory. The estimated departure time is in three hours. Please follow me.
Constantine and Zatanna looked at each other, then stepped forward.
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Middenheim fell.
The great city became the territory of vampires and the undead, and the living people fled in panic.
Just when people were panicking and thinking that the end was near, things took a strange turn.
A group of creatures from unknown origin recaptured Middenheim with their powerful, god-like strength and began to rebuild the ancient capital.
They refused to recognize the rule of the original Elector family over Middenland.
Nor does it recognize Sigmar's religious status.
Instead, they demanded that each province surrender to them and integrate into a new human empire.
He also proposed reforms such as abolishing the power of the hereditary aristocracy, distributing land to the people, and encouraging the grassroots to participate in politics.
Such behavior naturally aroused strong opposition from many nobles.
This blatant act of corruption of original traditions made many nobles regard the savior of Middenheim as a heretic like the vampire Vlad.
However, the strength of those mysterious people and their willingness to accept refugees also won them a lot of supporters.
Many wizards and some ambitious people who were tired of the endless infighting among the nobles set out for Middenheim.
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Rick collar.
This province is located in the southwest of the empire.
It was the center of power of the empire.
Altdorf, the capital of the empire, is located there.
After Middenheim sent out a notice to all provinces, the electors began to gather in Reikland, preparing to find a way to eliminate Middenheim's enemies and prevent them from further destroying traditions.
A large number of farmers were called up, carrying simple weapons, bringing their own dry food, and following the provincial legions into the battle.
The weather today is not very good.
Thunder rumbled through the sky, dark clouds gathered, and heavy rain poured down on the ground.
Ragged, pale-faced farmers walked along the muddy roads, wearing anything they could find to keep out the rain.
They pulled their skinny horses and donkeys, carrying the army's supplies and moving forward with difficulty.
The heavy supplies made it difficult for the animals pulling the cart.
They tried their best to get the car out of the mud and move forward.
Geisler was also one of the unlucky ones.
His whole body was wet.
The raincoat that kept him from getting wet kept dripping rain onto his clothes.
It made him wet and cold, and his whole body couldn't help shaking.
His only thought now was to find a dry place as quickly as possible and light a fire to keep warm.
If he continued like this, he suspected that he would freeze to death on the roadside and become a pile of dried bones that no one would collect.
The soldiers sometimes flew into a rage and whipped the troops who were unable to move away.
Accompanied by screams, Geisler and his group continued to advance in the heavy rain.
It was a long time before they got a chance to rest.
The team stopped at a ruined temple.
Hundreds of people were able to build a fire, take a short break and keep warm.
The heavy rain poured down, making the sky and the earth hazy.
Geisler rubbed his cold hands and dried his patched clothes by the fire.
The cold mist was surging all around, desolately, like an evil spirit, drilling into people's clothes and making them damp and cold. Even the fire could not stop it, making the farmers who were trying to keep warm shiver uncontrollably.
"How long do we have to go?" someone asked.
Geisler listened to their conversation while drying the clothes.
"We have already reached Reikland, and the enemy is in Middenland. It will probably take another month or two."
"I really can't stand it. If we keep going in this horrible weather, we might die before we get there."
"No choice, I have to go."
"Is there anything to eat?"
"What the hell, those soldiers took it all. Wait for them to give out food."
"I'm so hungry."
"I just grabbed a handful of leaves on the road. I soak them in water and you can chew them. Do you want some?"
"Yes, yes. I can eat a few bites to fill my stomach. I can be a grass-eating animal."
A handful of green leaves were thrown into the pot of boiling water.
After boiling, the farmers who gathered around shared it.
Geisler also got a bowl, and after drinking it, his whole body felt much warmer.
He chewed a few leaves to fill his hungry stomach and felt much better.
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Altdorf, the seat of power of the Empire.
Nobles from all over the country gathered here.
So many nobles came that they had to hold banquets every day to entertain their friends and strengthen the emotional ties between the nobles.
In the imperial palace, a banquet was being held to entertain the nobles.
It was held personally by the Elector of Nok to welcome the nobles who responded to his call.
The butlers paced in the magnificent and warm hall.
They all wore burgundy tuxedos and their black leather boots were polished to a shine.
They served the nobles, filling their goblets with fine wine and replacing their plates with freshly baked food.
The Elector of Nokland sat in the main seat. He was wearing silk from Zhendan, spraying Araby perfume, and his hands were full of various treasures.
Nokland is the richest province in the Empire, possessing wealth that no other Elector Count can match.
The banquet also fully demonstrated his wealth and power.
The best ingredients are brought in from all over the empire and cooked by the best chefs to create a variety of delicious dishes.
As for wine, there are not only fine wines from the empire, but also fine wines from the elves.
Just such a banquet is enough to bankrupt a small or medium-sized noble and make them sell their ancestral territory.
The Elector of Knockland watched his servants and butlers closely, waiting for any mistakes they made that would tarnish his dignity.
Then he would throw those fools into the streets of Altdorf to work the land and starve.
The guests at the party were all dressed to match the luxurious surroundings.
Black embroidery and brocade, exotic prints and blouses, ribbons woven from silver thread and jewelry made from the brightest gold.
These precious clothes and jewelry all highlight the guests' wealth and status.
They were all nobles of the empire, controlling large territories and farms.
After they had eaten and drunk their fill, the Elector of Nok had another dessert served.
"Now let's discuss how to deal with the invaders in Midden. What they are doing now is too terrible. They threw those noble people out of the mansion and let those peasants live in it. This is too terrible."
The Elector of Nok said: "We have to solve this problem as soon as possible, otherwise we will be the next one. This is definitely a terrible crisis comparable to Vlad's."
ps: There was a little error. When I replaced the emperors with one-click, I replaced all the emperors with the electors of Nokland. If you still see it, please inform the author to modify it.