II. The Contradiction between Human Immortals and Non-Human Immortals.
The state held a massive amount of resources and various magical items. Just because Li Changzhou wasn't greedy or thieving didn't mean other players weren't.
At the Fourth Layer of Visualization, the Special Warfare Bureau could still restrain the players through various means, but once one became an Immortal, the Bureau found itself in an awkward situation.
It wasn't that they lacked the items to handle Immortals, but the items that could manage Immortals had "Minimum Use Conditions" so stringent that no one in the country met them.
For instance, the "Candle" needed all the abilities of a First Level Immortal to light it. Besides Li Changzhou's group, where else in Xia Country could you find an Immortal?
And then there's the "Wisdom Pearl (one of them)," having top scholars isn't unusual; every year, each province produces two—if you count arts and sciences separately. But how many of these top scholars become players? And among those who become players, how many are of supreme lineage?
If there were any, the "Wisdom Pearl (one of them)" would not have ended up in Li Changzhou's hands.
Since the state couldn't handle the Immortals, then it was time for the Immortals to handle the state.
This statement might be wrong, as it has always been the officials who eliminate bandits, not the other way around—because whoever is stronger is the official.
Is there any nobility among kings and princes? It is the mighty who take charge!
In some places, conflict had already started. The Immortals easily annihilated by Li Changzhou, with an unshakeable demeanor, now ruled over major powers, families, and governments.
"Williams, who gave you permission to come to the Royal Palace? Are you starting a rebellion?"
Williams drew his longsword from his waist, "With the Stone Sword in my hand, I am the king of Britain!"
The Stone Sword burst into a fierce light, tearing the clouds asunder, clearing a path of sunlight across the gloomy London skies!
Williams sheathed his sword, and under everyone's gaze, ascended the throne to become the new, true King of Britain!
A deity emerged from the Parthenon Temple, wearing an olive wreath from Goddess Athena on his head, ruling Greece in the name of peace and taking possession of all of Greece's treasures.
England suffered as Rome invaded without any Immortals to protect it.
Roman heroes, holding spears forged from Divine Iron, looked down upon the Great Britain Empire, uttering a phrase similar to that of the Roman Dictator Camillus.
"Romans use iron, not gold, to solve their problems; that's our custom."
Even in Xia Country...
After one strike, dozens of mountains began to dissolve. In front of Chang Ming and the other Immortals, a corridor storing countless precious items was revealed.
Laying down the rules, the Immortals, exhaling fiery breaths, stepped forward.
"You... stop!" Someone stood up, dragging his broken body.
The Immortals glanced over, and Chang Ming said, "You survived my strike; I cannot leave you alive, lest you become a First Level Immortal later."
He pointed a finger and annihilated the man.
Just as he was about to step forward, hundreds more descended from the sky, standing before the Immortals.
The leader, with a grim face, shouted, "The nation nurtured you, trained you; how dare you do this!"
"Give me the items, and I will make the nation stronger." One Immortal responded indifferently, the man opposite him, who once required him to bow when speaking, could no longer catch his eye. This update ıs available on 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝕟𝕖𝕥
He even thanked Li Changzhou for blocking all Third and Second Level Immortals. They would hunt down players who might become First Level Immortals. From now on, did they not dictate this world?
Thinking this, his gaze towards the opposite side turned extremely dangerous.
"Mr. Liu, please move aside." Chang Ming's face was expressionless, "You were my mentor; I do not want to kill you."
"I, Liu Weiguo, have no such disciple!"
"Stubborn." Chang Ming sighed, then his eyes hardened like blades, "For the country? As long as I am here, Xia Country exists!"
Like thunder rolling across the sky, hundreds of warplanes dived from above, firing at Mr. Liu and others.
"Can you withstand us?" Amidst the bombing, Chang Ming roared, "A minor Skill from an Immortal and hundreds of you can't hold it! What will you fight us with! On what grounds do you command us!"
"Talking is useless," another Immortal said with a cold smile, "Only when they truly feel pain will they understand fear."
He raised his hand, just as Li Changzhou had done in the Magic World, pushing a ball of energy out of his body.
Like a stream of light cascading, it detached from the Immortal's body, slid across the sky, and landed far away.
The massive explosion caused the world's brightness to flicker uncertainly, as if lights illuminating Earth were being swayed by a storm.
"What are you doing!" Mr. Liu almost burst with rage.
"Ice City, a small city of three hundred thousand people," the arm of the Immortal still raised, a trickle of Immortal Light gathering in his palm again, "Move, or the next city will be three million!"
Upon hearing the words 'Ice City,' Mr. Liu was already inconsolable.
A missile, trailing a white tail, shot straight across.
The Taotie roared, its mouth sucking in the missile, along with all the sky's shrapnel, and some fighter jets that couldn't evade were dragged in as well.
A golden light fell, and Zheng Qing emerged.
Her gaze sharply swept over the battlefield, finally resting on several Immortals. Facing the storm, a sense of suffocation emerged spontaneously.
Even though filled with rage, at this moment, Zheng Qing still couldn't help but reveal a trace of fear.