Chapter 47: Unification [End]

"Is that His Majesty, the God of Bloodline Warlocks?"

At this moment, Queen Mary, accompanied by a group of high-ranking officials from the British Empire, had also rushed over.

Looking at the figure in the sky who wielded a hammer and chisel, conjuring thunder and lightning from the heavens like a giant god of myth, she asked with a face full of awe and shock.

Gazing at the scene of all things reviving across the earth, Queen Mary clutched her chest as two clear tears involuntarily welled up in the corners of her eyes.

"Thank you, great Majesty, for bringing this land back to life!"

Looking at Li Yang descending from the sky, Queen Mary was filled with gratitude, while the empire's high officials grew somewhat restrained at this moment.

After all, standing right before them was a living god. Gazing at his non-human skin, smooth and flawless like porcelain, and the lightning robe draped over his shoulders, the shock in everyone's hearts was simply beyond measure.

"Your Majesty is too polite. I am deeply apologetic for the fall of London. All I could do was this, and I hope Your Majesty will not hold it against me."

"Though the fall of London was not my wish, it was indeed my doing. If Your Majesty has any requests, as long as it is within my power, I shall not refuse!"

Nodding toward Queen Mary, Li Yang said with utmost sincerity.

This was indeed his true feeling; as long as the demands made by Queen Mary were not too excessive and fell within his capabilities, Li Yang would not refuse.

Of course, the premise was that it could not harm his own interests.

The reason he did this was twofold: first, to make up for the lingering guilt in his heart, and second, because he had now discovered the benefits of blazing a primordial path.

The Dao of Bloodline Warlocks had previously been merely an experiment of his. He only wanted to use it to verify his own theories and see if it was feasible to create dragon species using dragon essence.

Yet, it led him by a fortunate coincidence to pioneer the Bloodline Warlock tradition. Although he did not yet fully understand what this profound and wondrous tradition truly was, he could perceive from his narrow escape this time that this Great Dao was undoubtedly a monumental stroke of supreme fortune.

Which of the founding patriarchs of Buddhism, Daoism, or Confucianism was not a towering figure of heaven-shaking and earth-splicing grand divine power? Yet the tradition he pioneered could actually gain the recognition of the Great Dao and stand shoulder to shoulder with them—the benefits of this were self-evident.

Right now, his tradition was still very weak, and any benefits had yet to manifest. Naturally, the entire Bloodline Warlock system could not grow without the fertile breeding ground of the British Empire.

This was one of the reasons why Li Yang was willing to be on good terms with the empire's high command.

"This..."

Hearing Li Yang's words, Queen Mary and the many high-ranking officials of the empire could not help but pause, feeling rather incredulous.

In their impression, gods were always high above, synonymous with mystery and power.

Yet Li Yang's words shattered their inherent perception of deities, and the awe in their hearts instantly vanished.

They felt that Li Yang resembled a human being far more than he resembled a god, entirely unlike the legends where deities were ruthless, devoid of desire, and viewed all living beings as mere ants.

Not just her, even Emilia was stunned. Based on her understanding of Li Yang, she simply could not have imagined that a great deity would possess such a humane side.

"Haha... You all need not be surprised. I am not the kind of god you imagine."

"I used to be a human myself. Being able to possess the might I have now relies entirely on cultivation. My Dao of Bloodline Warlocks is simply a ladder leading to the path of divinity. I have no need for faith; coming to the British Empire is merely because I wish to spread my path."

Seeing the reaction of the crowd, Li Yang smiled knowingly. This was the result he wanted, and also his goal.

Just as he said, he was not a god, nor did he need faith. Faith was completely useless to him, and naturally, he did not need others to revere him, nor did he need to put on a mysterious facade like Western deities.

What he wanted was none other than to develop and expand the Dao of Bloodline Warlocks, letting the empire's upper echelons know that the Dao of Bloodline Warlocks was a shortcut to becoming a god.

He believed no one could resist such a temptation.

Once they practiced the Dao of Bloodline Warlocks, would they not be at his mercy?

The tradition he pioneered was different from Buddhism and Daoism, and differed even from any other cultivation system. To gain entry, one had to use his bloodline as a primer.

And inscribed within the cells of his bloodline were incantations for blood-sacrificing one's natal exotic beast. Anyone who accepted his bloodline would be influenced by the bloodline cells and subtly fall under his control.

It was equivalent to saying that his bloodline was a weakened version of the blood-sacrifice spell; every bloodline warlock was his natal exotic beast, and the possibility of betraying him did not exist. This was the overbearing nature of this tradition.

"Thank you, great Majesty! We, the British Empire, welcome your arrival!"

Although somewhat skeptical, the temptation of becoming a god was simply too great. At least not a single person present could resist it; even if there was only a one-in-ten-thousand chance it was true, it was worth a try.

"I wish to rebuild the city of London. In this regard, the Kindred and the Lycan tribes can also assist! I wonder what everyone thinks of this?"

Seeing that his objective had been achieved, Li Yang smiled and proposed his plan.

He wanted to turn the entire city of London into his own base of operations and establish his own sect there.

The Dao of Bloodline Warlocks had only just been founded, and there were many problems within it. Even he himself only knew its current state without knowing the deep reasons behind it. This required gathering the collective wisdom of many to refine this path.

To say nothing else, just the cultivation system, the cultivation realms, the bottlenecks encountered during cultivation, and various divine arts and spells all needed to be created. With his sole strength, he could never accomplish it alone.

This required a vast amount of talent. Only through the successive exploration of wave after wave of bloodline warlocks could a supreme heavenly dao be perfected.

And he would be the ultimate beneficiary of this Dao.

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty. London is the symbol of the British Empire's prosperity. If there had truly been no other way, we would never have abandoned this place. Now that the vitality of this land has been restored, I will immediately mobilize the entire nation's strength to rebuild London."

This happened to coincide with Queen Mary's wishes. Originally, with a thousand-mile radius around London losing all its vitality and turning into a wasteland, she had no choice but to choose another location to rebuild London. But now that the vitality of the land had been restored, she was naturally even more willing to rebuild it on its original foundation, which would save a great deal of effort.

"In that case, I shall take my leave. Should Your Majesty need any assistance, you may have Emilia contact me."

With that, he spread his hands wide, and taking Emilia and the Stroud siblings with him, he stepped into space and vanished from the spot.

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"Your Majesty, do you think the words of this divine Majesty are trustworthy?"

After Li Yang disappeared, Marshal Rex looked at Queen Mary beside him and asked with a hint of hesitation.

Although he knew little about this god, things like pies falling from the sky always had something wrong with them no matter how one thought about it. As a clever man, Rex naturally would not easily trust Li Yang.

"Marshal, I know your concerns, and similarly, I have the same worries. However, I do not believe He is deceiving us."

"This holds no benefit for Him. Rebuilding London is something we must do. Although His Majesty's intentions remain unclear for the moment, we need not rush. We can take it one step at a time. After all, we no longer have any retreat."

"On the surface, our British Empire appears glorious right now, but our reach is spread far too wide, and we need a powerful backing. This Majesty happens to be a suitable choice; at the very least, He is more reliable than the Holy See, isn't He?"

As the queen of a nation, Mary was naturally no fool. She certainly knew Li Yang harbored hidden motives, but as long as it did not harm the interests of the British Empire, she did not mind cooperating with Him for mutual benefit.

Moreover, after the conversation just now, she also felt that Li Yang was not lying to her—at least she believed that this deity used to be human. As for the rest, those could be disregarded for the time being.

Compared to that ethereal and illusory God, she was much more willing to trust a deity with human emotions.

At least judging from Li Yang's actions, He was not an evil god skilled in bewitching human hearts.

"Your Majesty, should we have MI5 dispatch agents to investigate His Majesty's background?"

At this moment, Fox, the Director of MI5, also stepped forward and asked.

"Director Fox, I think you ought to straighten out your attitude. Do you think that would be of any use against a deity?"

"I can guarantee that the moment your agents are sent out, they will be discovered by Him. It is even possible that every single word we are speaking right now falls precisely into His ears."

"Regarding the mighty power of a deity, you have all only heard rumors, but that is definitely a being that transcends current scientific cognition. In the middle of all this, I advise you not to harbor any clever little thoughts and let everything take its course."

"Otherwise, once things backfire, it may bring unnecessary disaster upon our British Empire."

Glancing sideways at Fox, Queen Mary almost cursed aloud, but in the end, she barely managed to maintain her aristocratic composure.

Inwardly, she sighed. It seemed Fox was truly old; to come up with such a foolish strategy, she had to hand it to him.

"Are we simply to do nothing then?"

Having been rebuffed by Queen Mary, Fox was unwilling to give up and continued to press.

"It is not doing nothing; it is waiting and watching the changes. After all, the initiative is not in our hands. Whether we are willing or not, we can only passively accept or refuse."

Sighing, Queen Mary looked somewhat helpless. In the past, whenever people said the British Empire was beginning to decay, she would brush it off. Now it seemed that the high command within the empire truly had reached the time for a generational handover.

If such fools continued to occupy high positions, there was no telling into which deep ravine they would drag the British Empire.

"Very well, Director Fox, whatever else there is, let's discuss it back home."

Seeing that Fox was still unwilling to let the matter rest, Marshal Rex spoke up to intervene.

As a close minister to Queen Mary, he naturally saw that Her Majesty was already growing impatient.