Chapter 250 O.0 Where there is a crouching dragon, there must be a phoenix chick!
It is always easier to destroy than to build, and when darkness falls, chaos will inevitably breed fear.

Although the First Human Empire seemed strong in military power, due to the emperor's impatience for quick results, the political power in most parts of the world was extremely unstable. It could not even be said that it was a castle in the air, but a completely dangerous building.

But there was no way around it. After all, after the Emperor unified Terra, in order to gain more living space, he could only launch a great expedition in a hurry.

Even with the gradual return of the Primarchs and the logistical support of the Black Watch, the Great Crusade lasted for nearly a hundred years, but it still never left the Milky Way.

Before the Kara network, the empire's government affairs were completely dependent on human lives, and hundreds of political workers were consumed every day, but even so, it was only a drop in the bucket.

As the Kara network was gradually successfully laid out and information collection became more efficient, although hundreds of consumables were still consumed every day, at least the Ministry of Government Affairs was able to settle the accounts, which was a huge breakthrough and was worth celebrating.

After all, the empire is too big, and even the most advanced thinkers cannot handle such a huge data flow. AI is completely a red line for the empire. Even in Alicia, anyone found out will be shot immediately.

Therefore, without the use of AI coordination, the Kara network within the empire is more like an interconnected LAN with local characteristics.

Things like regional discrimination, racial discrimination, and custom discrimination are everywhere. As long as you have a terminal, you can become a keyboard warrior and join people all over the galaxy in this battle to protect your parents.

However, on every planet where a Nira terminal is installed, there is a Kara Crusader Army. If you attract their attention, the keyboard warrior will be greeted with a death sentence, starting with the death penalty, and up to double the death penalty.

The Kekala network is a double-edged sword. While it provides humans with convenient life, enriches humanistic qualities and improves moral standards, it inevitably allows information to flow rapidly.

But it is okay under normal circumstances. However, when the Star Torch goes out and darkness shrouds the galaxy, there are always some creatures that will be swallowed up by negative emotions and completely become slaves of chaos.

Therefore, when the usual keyboard warriors were distorted by chaos, the entire empire became a mess, and all kinds of monsters emerged. It was a real-life version of the Galactic War.

While every world was fighting each other, the Nila terminal that could connect to other worlds was protected by everyone.

Whether loyal or rebellious, chaotic or realistic, protecting the terminal has become an unspoken rule for everyone.

If there is any blind jerk who dares to attack the Nila terminal on the planet, the armies of various camps will be attracted to destroy him instantly. If you are lucky, you may even see a giant dog head smashing a city with one sword, or a golden giant splitting the continent with his sword.

But if you really see these two ghost things, you’d better pray to be more careful in your next life!

After sitting on the Golden Throne, the Emperor's only means of entertainment was to browse the Kara network every day and passionately curse at the creature on the other side who was not sure whether it was a human or a ghost.

Looking at the increasingly chaotic human empire, the emperor did not feel any anxiety. Even when a war broke out in the webway under his butt, Old Man Huang acted as if nothing had happened. Apart from being unable to move his butt, he continued to eat and drink as usual.

The Emperor casually took the offering from the kitten and looked at the evil orcs who were fighting passionately with the demons in the webway, while guarding Rogal Dorn who was commanding the orcs.

Since the Astronomican was extinguished, half of the Imperial Fists have entered the Webway, commanding the fel orcs to fight together with the Custodes to resist the sudden attack of Chaos demons.

But this time it was different. The shattering of the Webway was entirely caused by the Emperor himself. He instructed Rogal Dorn to open a crack in the Webway and personally selected a location for the evil orcs to carry out the blast.

When Rogal Dorn heard this crazy plan, the Emperor still wanted to see a look of surprise on his face, but this big sour guy just said: "I am Rogal Dorn" and ran into the webway, leaving the Emperor sitting on the toilet alone and in a mess.

In fact, when the Emperor and Hogg discussed this step, they only planned to make a small opening. He was still a little reluctant to do so. After all, too many resources had been invested in this webway, and he would be heartbroken if it was damaged in any way.

But Hogg's words successfully changed the emperor's mind, so he gave it a go and directly increased the bet, changing the original crack to a whole explosion.

The Emperor couldn't help but sneer at the thought. As expected, just as the plan expected, after he used Holy Terra as bait and the future of mankind as a bargaining chip, the four pieces of trash really took the bait.

The Fel Orcs, who had long been thriving in the Webway, also successfully slowed down the pace of the Chaos army, and under the coordination of the Imperial Fists, they fought more and more fiercely, completely blocking the Chaos army.

And because the Emperor had caught a bug, after becoming "like a god", he truly possessed strategic power, so much so that the Four Hawkers were unable to overturn the table in the Solar Star Region.

The emperor, who felt that he had won, swallowed the tribute fruit in one gulp, laughed wildly like Hogg, pointed at the ceiling and shouted:
"I laugh at the cunningness of Treachery, the lack of tactical stratagems of Sluts, and Nurgle's lack of concern, like a withered bone in a grave. The remaining dog heads have been caught with a handle. It really is fate that is in my hands! Fate is in my hands!
Ha, ha, ha, ha! Ugh~ What the hell kind of fruit is this? Don’t serve this kind of fruit again in the future.”

The emperor, in a good mood, suddenly found that this golden throne was not as scary as he had thought. Although it could not be moved, he laughed like a pig when he thought about his big plan going smoothly. Perhaps because there were no outsiders here except himself and the imperial guards, the emperor's humanity broke out completely, and he could always find a little happiness in this idle life.

But the emperor is not really slacking off. With his butt hook stuck on the throne of god, he has to keep an eye on the situation in the web. Once someone dies, he has to recover the soul as quickly as possible.

The Emperor also had to suppress the pollution of faith and consume some of his divine power from time to time to maintain the balance that only seemed very solid.

But due to the recent fierce cyberwar, the Emperor hasn't been cursed on Kara for a month, which makes him feel a little itchy and he really wants to say a few dirty words.

Seeing that the situation had gradually stabilized, the Emperor decided to relax a little. He used his still movable upper body to take out the terminal and connected to the Kara network.

"I haven't been online for a month, and I don't know what the situation is like. It would be best if I could find a few blind people, otherwise my divine power will be maxed out."

But when the Emperor opened the terminal, multiple recruitment interfaces popped up on the screen instantly, including the Second, Third, and Fourth Empires. What's even more infuriating is that there was also a recruitment advertisement for the Burning Legion.

After seeing these junk ads, the emperor instantly saw the figure of a white-haired dwarf in his mind, as if licking his face and saying to him: "Old Deng, quickly step down and let the wise man take over."

Thinking of this scene, the Emperor, who was originally in a good mood, instantly became furious, and the terminal in his hand was directly crushed to pieces. A huge and dazzling golden light shot straight into the sky, and even a golden groove was poked in the nearby subspace.

Rogal Dorn, who was still commanding the evil orcs to fight in the webway, suddenly felt a violent shaking, and the entire webway was swaying up and down.

But before Rogal Dorn could figure out whether this was a trick of Chaos, a huge roar came from the webway:

"Hogg, you bastard, is this how you fucking do it? Ah~ my human empire~ country~ country."

Hearing this familiar roar, Rogdorn steadied his body and swallowed his saliva. He did not expect that his father, who was a half-step god, would be so powerful. His eyes gradually became sharp!

As he watched the Chaos Army in front of him turn to ashes, Malphite, who had been promoted to Captain of the Imperial Fist, shouted:
"Brother Beast, look, Boss Hogg is really powerful. This big golden guy is so powerful, but he still can't do anything to our boss."

After hearing what Malphite said, although the people around him had already gotten used to this guardian beast, they also felt a little respect for Hogg, who was able to create the evil orcs.

But what they think in their hearts is:
[What the Emperor said is not good no matter how you listen to it. You, the boss in the eyes of the beastmen, might be beaten to death the next day. Why are you so excited? ]

But when they thought about the fact that the evil beasts were the main force on the battlefield, the people with high emotional intelligence did not say much, but an equally strong and tall figure did not think so.

This man was wearing a red robe with black edges and gold threads, a whirlwind ion reactor on his waist, and two mechanical arms with great strength attached to his back, all of which reflected his noble status as the great sage of machinery.

Not to mention the limited edition gold-rimmed glasses he wore on his ears. They were made entirely of extremely expensive gold. If you looked closely, you could see a line of small words on the frame: "Don't let the Legion down!"

Anyone who saw his strong and powerful arms and his intellectual attire would praise this hero as a man of both civil and military talents.

This person is none other than Maokai, the smartest Ogryn in the Empire and the only close friend of Malphite, the guardian beast of the Empire.

And just as everyone was silent, the great sage Maokai, known as the Phoenix Child, spoke:

"Brother, you only see the surface, but I see through everything. This is a complete trap!

But you are right, our boss Hogg is worthy of being a hero of the empire. He is so ambitious that he can participate in such a shocking gamble. He is really the person we will follow all our lives!"

Listening to this weird comment, not only the narrow-minded Moffitt, but also the Imperial Fist and the Imperial Guards on the side were confused and stared at each other in confusion.

But there are experts on the scene! Rogal Dorn, who is familiar with the big plan, looked at the sage Maokai who was talking eloquently with a look of horror, muttering:

"O.0 Is he really a genius?"

(End of this chapter)