Proclamation of the Running Out of Imperial Grain and Notice of Dissolution of the Empire:

"Honorable nobles, respectable poor people, I am your Emperor Sadney-Odin 3,620,000,000 years old, and in the early morning of this sad and sad winter, I have to inform every intelligent creature belonging to the Karamus Empire with heavy news that evil demons from the Endless Abyss have invaded our homeland, and our farmland that has not had time to be harvested has been destroyed by a terrible catastrophe, our soldiers and civilians have been slaughtered, and our cities have fallen one after another............ By now, most of the empire has fallen into the hands of demons, and the food reserves have been exhausted, and the Karamus Empire can no longer support the fighting............ Therefore, today, at this painful time, at this sad time of disgrace to my great ancestors, to the great ancestors of the noble nobles, I cannot bear the pain of my heart and declare the following:

1. His Excellency Mesul-Bitnak, the Protector of the Karams Empire, has been officially dismissed.

2. From now on, all refugee relief points in the Karams Empire will stop distributing relief rations.

3. The Odin royal family and all the hereditary noble members of the Karamus Empire have lost every one of their surnames!

4. The Karamus Empire, with a history of 749,638,224 years, has officially dissolved!

Yes, these are the four messages I want to tell you all, yes, it's all over, yes...... I'm sorry.

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This "Imperial Parchment" carrying "incredible" information is a special paper for the long royal declaration specially used to announce important news in the Karams Empire, in fact, any Karamus historian can look through the historical materials that have so many data that they must be stored with magic crystals, and you can know that every time the historical Calams pasted the "Imperial Parchment" that emitted a bright golden light all over the streets and alleys, it was without exception announcing particularly important good news and good news.

And this time, when the scrawny refugees who endured hunger and cold saw the announcements that overflowed as if they were as warm as the sun being posted at the intersections of major towns, they must have been sincerely looking forward to the good news from the Empire in their hearts, right?

You know, the cold winter of Faeron has just begun, and the coldest days have not yet arrived, and people at this moment need not only food and cotton clothing, but also "hope" as a fire to light up the sadness in their hearts.

But it's a pity...... The world was eerie and cold, and the last "royal proclamation" issued by the Callams Empire was not a spark of hope but a belated piece of ice, and its neat lingua franca printed font was like a basin of cold water poured on his head, enough to make any pauper or even nobleman standing on the streets of winter shiver.

The empire has disintegrated like this, and with hundreds of millions of years of history and many glorious deeds, one of the three great empires of the Faeron plane, the Karams Empire is like this............ Suddenly disintegrated without warning?

This is the first ridiculous idea that comes to the minds of the vast majority of nobles who hear the news, many of them find it difficult to imagine that they have lost their surnames and have any meaning in living, and many of them cannot accept the fact that they have lost the territory inherited from their ancestors.

However, compared to the truly pitiful street refugees, the pain in the hearts of these nobles who are still angry and sad because of the loss of glory is actually nothing, after all, for the time being, they at least have time to think about what to do next for themselves and their families, but those poor people who are still living in shacks on the streets and alleys are really in the purgatory of despair at the moment when the "royal proclamation" is issued.

Yes, it's purgatory!

This statement and adjectives are not an exaggeration at all, and God knows what it means for the Karamus Empire to unilaterally cut off the supply of food to the hungry people who already had to fight over a piece of bread?

There is no need for the attack of demons, there is no need for the plague to run rampant, it only takes three days at most, and tens of billions of poor people will starve to death in just three days! Anyone who sees the announcement and has a normal IQ must be able to imagine how the future of the Karamus Empire will be full of corpses and miserable phenomena, for ordinary people without professional ranks, this genocidal famine definitely has the efficiency of destroying the country!

The scariest thing is............ This is still an obvious truth that everyone can think of!

So there was no need to wait for three days later, the first morning of the royal proclamation, every existing city inhabited by intelligent beings in the entire Karams Empire was in chaos.

Nobles and aristocrats had to be stationed in the basements of the manor to shiver, professionals were calling for teams to venture across the plains in the hope of escaping, and the desperate poor who had nothing but had been driven crazy by hunger began to unleash the malice and hatred of the depths of human nature at will, causing chaos to detonate chaos.

For a time, the entire Karams Empire was filled with burning flames, swaying and dancing in the cold wind, and the hungry crowd fought with all the strength they had left for the last bit of food.

Men take food from women, women take food from children, and children can only shiver with the dying old people............ After all, in the face of the crisis of survival, all evil and good have lost their meaning, and they are in a world that is about to be destroyed, and the hysterical intelligent creatures are no different from the violent demons in the abyss............

Of course, painful disasters will always only befall the weak and powerless, for some selfish and strong people who are high up, there is no essential difference between the struggle and screams of the "ants" and the casual posture of the flowers and plants on the roadside being swayed by the breeze, even the misery of tens of billions of lives is just a string of objective numbers without sorrow and joy for them, and even the demise of an ancient empire is only part of a grand plan.

For example, at this moment, the Morning Star mage Punk Sean, who was standing at the window of that temporary tower and coldly watching the entire city of Benido burn and riot, was obviously one of the "powerhouses" mentioned above.

Expressionless, he certainly wouldn't have any different feelings about any of the tragedies that were happening beneath the tower, after all, if you talk about it carefully............ The insidious Whisper of Destruction was himself one of the main masterminds of the fall of the Karamus Empire.