And so everything changed.

From the top of the tower, the torch is always bright. The glow of power flowed outward, declaring the will and glory of the general.

"I don't like red tape, but you can call me Jiang Yu."

Above the tower, a huge phantom looks down on the entire base. The general's will was accompanied by an all-pervasive vibration that reflected back and forth in every tiniest architectural detail, and all the members of the base who were unwell, sick, old, and insane. In this moment, consciousness was miraculously restored, as well as vitality.

This is indeed a miracle. Because it's far easier to shape flesh and blood than to shape obsessions. The old crippled veterans let out an exclamation, their prosthetic limbs falling and their bandages bursting open. The newborn limbs fit perfectly into the old nerves. And those mentally ill who had been traumatized by the war also regained consciousness in an instant, and on the hospital bed, the vegetative person jumped up.

"Your leader, your guardian."

The torch burned brightly, and it was as clear as a lighthouse. Wishing is a very good alternative to obsession. Even if you don't throw the endless wreckage of ghosts inward, with the right technology, it has the ability to make the torch blazing.

The general has this technology, which is unknown. But it came straight to his mind. And the burning power of the will is also an extremely suitable assimilation beacon. When the torch lit up the sky, all the uncleanness in the base was quickly removed.

Embezzlement, theft, fraud, and even murder – humans are always indispensable to human beings. But when the light of the torch shines on these dark rats. Their previous wickedness drove them to hate themselves.

They wept bitterly, confessed all their sins in public, and were willing to bear any punishment. Whether intentional or unintentional, all the guilt was cleared up in just a few tens of minutes.

"I will build a wall for the well-being of all my people."

High walls were erected. The engineers came up with the most daring plans. And they were immediately realized by the general's might. It is bounded by a thick wall hundreds of meters high. A huge fortress covering an area of tens of square kilometers suddenly rose. Tens of thousands of people can only fill a tiny fraction of it, and the mysterious wall is actually capable of resisting the penetration of powerful goblins—even if all but the few goblins used to verify the effect, all of their kind can't even pass through the light field projected by the torch.

A thick sense of security is thus generated, with high walls and light. No matter how cowardly and pessimistic people are, they have regained faith and hope.

"I will build factories so that this land can once again experience the superiority and power of human beings."

Start the furnace core and connect the pipeline. Huge machinery roars into operation, and the industry of the old era is recreated here. They bring jobs, but also the convenience of the old days. Transform inorganic matter into clothes, home appliances, and daily necessities. Organic matter is filled into the agricultural workshops and their rapid development is harvested.

Synthetic meat can be made to be more delicious and nutritious than real meat. Grains and fruits can ripen and feed into the market on a weekly basis. People who have been stocking up on canned food and nutritious meals for years are finally getting to appreciate the taste of good food once again. When the first batch of fast-growing fruits and vegetables were distributed to the various gathering areas, the alleys in the base were filled with the sweetness of the meal.

Countless people wept with joy at this moment, which was better than the joy when the wall was erected for the first time. Because the high walls and torches allow them to survive, and the food and clothing allow them to regain their sense of life.

"I will train the army, they will be strong and brave, and any demons and evil will succumb to the power of mankind."

More new Soul Warframes have been crafted. The general's aesthetic is only found to be poor by himself and a certain cleanliness fetish. However, in this land covered by calamity, all those who are still alive have put practicality far above the aesthetics of the past. The angular lines were immediately sought after by the crowd, and black and red were seen as majestic and powerful shades. And soon, the green of the plasma also joined, and of course, the gold of the Golden Throne was still supreme.

The recruiting point is full every day, even if it is closed early. All the young men are eager to join the army, receive a powerful Hellfire armor and equip it with a plasma rifle. Of course, the same is true for people who are no longer young.

Because they saw the strength of the army.

They saw the well-armed army strike again and again. And this has been accompanied by tragic casualties in each of the previous years. But now, they see only power.

Powerful goblins are destroyed on a massive scale. The capital has long since been annihilated by the general's might, and many small-scale fantasy lands have been captured and their treasures unearthed. Many of the inhabitants of small settlements within a radius of hundreds of miles were saved. They returned under the protection of the army and could not wait to join the order established by the general. All the rescued survivors were the main force of fanatical enlistment. Even if the army did not expand, they spontaneously formed civil associations, worshipped the general, and were ready to serve the general at any time.

"And I'm going to do more than that, I'm going to make the earth rise and the city to move forward. I will sprinkle my will throughout this land until the order of the old world is picked up again. ”

The population of the fortress reached 80,000. This is a limit, as there are no more new survivors within hundreds of kilometres. And the action power of the army cannot continue to extend, after all, even if it is a true demon-level warrior, it is not a safe action to go hundreds of kilometers alone.

So the fortress moved.

The expansion of the fortress took more than a month. And the general's will has already infiltrated every detail and land of the fortress within a month. The dirt beneath the fortress has long since been reshaped into a tough, composite metal skeleton. They are extremely strong with the bonus of the obsession attachment, and they have the ability to carry a giant city on their backs.

They stretched out their huge chelicera, and then the earth shook. Hundreds of gravity-defying engines drove the Stronghold away from the land. And the engine and the steel giant foot are all extraordinary craftsmanship built by the general.

The crowd cheered, and the crowd marched along with the giant city. The closest to the 'Xudu', 'Yunmengze', is the first evil land with the Demon King entrenched in the path of the giant city. And after more than a month, the inhabitants of the giant city once again witnessed the great power of the general.

The thunder that descended from the Golden Throne shattered the Demon King's form. The chelicera of the giant city tore open the realm of fantasy that should have been incomparably strong. Thousands of Hellfire legions opened fire in unison, annihilating the goblins that inhabited the fantasy lands like they were sweeping away garbage. Whether it was a demon, a true demon, or even a powerful quasi-demon king, they all died miserably under the volley of dark green plasma.

Yun Mengze was destroyed, even if the demon king entrenched in it was resurrected three times with the support of the fantasy land, it could not hinder the progress of the giant city for even a second. The general did not rise from his throne, and with only the thunder of gold and red, he completely destroyed its fate.

"And finally, I will lead you to discover the legacy of the past and carry on the legacy of the departed. All those who resist will be wiped out in the footsteps of humanity. And you'll see all of that soon. ”

The general's will was finally understood. He will patrol the old land, annihilate all the fantasy lands in this land and save all the remaining people of this land. After that, he will travel far away, taking his followers with him to the land where the former World Government fought for the last time. Until humanity returns to the realm of world domination once again.

All will follow him, for he will be victorious.

Everyone believed that he would win because he had proven himself time and time again.

The casualties were negligible. The cost is negligible. Every sortie is a big victory. And even if it's a joint attack of powerful ghosts. There is also no ability to defeat the generals.

In the second month after the capture of Yunmengze, a powerful ambush beyond ordinary people's imagination locked the advance area of the giant city. It was the joint strangulation of three demon kings and hundreds of true demons and hundreds of thousands of ghosts. And in the end, they proved the general's power once again with their own destruction.

The outer walls of the giant city were not breached.

Half of the hundreds of thousands of ghosts were directly evaporated by the light domain, and they had no luck or ability to see the torch at all. The Hellfire Legion easily annihilated the clusters of True Demons that had been extremely powerful in the past. It even has the ability to delay a demon king. And the general at the top of the tower still did not rise from his throne.

Scarlet thunderstorms exemplify authority and destruction. Several mighty Thunder Giants descended from the thunderclouds, wielding axes and hammers to knock the combined Demon Kings to the ground. The two demon kings who dared to look directly at the power of the thunder were shattered, and the remaining one had an even more miserable encounter.

It screamed and died under the chelica of the giant city, which tore and devoured it, nourishing the body of the giant city with its flesh and soul. It served the greatest role it was born to do – to be the food for the giant city. And it is from this moment that the wailing and screaming of ghosts as understood by humans is so beautiful.

"The Nord Stream base ceased to exist, and the city was renamed the Human City from this moment on."

Then let's move on, in the name of humanity, in the name of human city, in the name of general, in the name of Jiang Yu.

Go forward and reclaim the old land. Save the people of the old land. More and more of the remnants have been accepted into the Human City during the Hellfire Legion's sorties. And they almost immediately fell to this giant structure that was like a torch, and indeed had the majesty and power of a torch.

The Hellfire Legion has finally ushered in an expansion. Human City, which had already swelled to 260,000 people, had 10,000 new recruits. This is the third month since the arrival of the general, and the technology of Human City has been lean. Not only was the X-02 Hellfire armor developed, which can be worn by soul bodies and has better results, but also enhanced surgery for living people was quickly put into use.

"And you, all those who hear me, have only one thing to do. Follow me and join me in re-cleansing this ruined land with fire and sword, and soon we will win our plough again! ”

Memories of the old times are not far away.

It's not that no one knows about Fallout, and it's not that no one knows the Warhammer setting. More than one person believes that the title of General is no longer worthy of the ruler of the Human City. 'Emperor', or 'God-Emperor', might be a more appropriate title. Yet even the most daring officer did not dare to go to the top of the Torch Tower to inquire about such a thing.

Because it could be misconstrued as a question of 'you've been on the Golden Throne, are you like the Indians in that Warhammer setting...... Got a hidden disease? ’

This is really a terrible thing, even the colonel Ren who once dared to question the general's aesthetics did not dare to provoke this topic. The general doesn't like red tape, so the current Human City pursues simplicity and speed in everything he does. and the growing majesty and aura of the Lord of the Throne, which somewhat reassured warriors who tried to show loyalty.

The torch burns brighter every day.

The General's gaze, which had been an invisible pressure at first, was now capable of triggering storms and thunder hundreds of kilometers away. The incomparable heat and suppression were actually the reason why no one spoke of it, because even a true demon-level soul would need to do his best to reach the top of the tower now.

Perhaps prayer is a more appropriate means of showing loyalty and concern. For the will of the Lord of the Throne has always hovered throughout the Great City, and although he never responds, all legitimate and urgent needs will always be dealt with by a messenger from the Throne in a timely manner—whether it is from a warrior, a worker, a commoner who has not been assigned a job, or even a criminal who is serving his sentence in prison.

Their identities are not fixed. The Lord of the Throne is always able to find someone who has leisure and the ability to do the right thing to solve the problem. However, as the number of such temporary assignments increased, the number of prayers for the temporary position to be turned into a permanent occupation became abundant among the residents' wishes.

until you can reach the heavens.

………………………………

Jiang Yu stared at the giant city under his feet. It was now the third month of his visit to this world. He spends his days happily cleaning up his to-dos and creating new ones. And now, he has cleared most of the old land of Middle-earth.

The husk was still unobtainable, and even now, he struggled to secure himself into a proper container - he wasn't as omnipotent and exhaustive as the inhabitants of Human City thought he would, at least when it came to using Hellfire armor to reduce the load-bearing requirements, but he was completely unaware of the details.

Because he's gotten stronger—the Resonance Amplification and Faith Boost have made him stronger, so much so that he can boost far faster than he can reduce his total load. Now he can easily deal with the plural demon kings. However, depending on the needs of the container...... Instead, it became a lot taller.

It's a bad thing, but I don't want to think about it for the time being.

But...... Resident Throne Emissary......

"Hmm...... The Forbidden Army of 40K? He blinked, and an idea popped up in his mind, and a nostalgic mood.

He couldn't remember being so obsessed with the Warhammer series in the past.