I think you can't even imagine the happiness of a warlock.

The day after Chen Zhou arrived in Lion Heart City, he was summoned by the emperor.

The people of the Star were prohibited from contacting the ruler, and the guards were not qualified to penetrate into the opponent's inner court, so he was the only one who was guided to the meeting hall.

In theory, it would be extremely rude to use a magical creature as a stand-in to meet the emperor, but Chen Zhou figured that the other party should be used to it.

After passing through a courtyard dotted with unknown wildflowers blooming in the North, he met Emperor Orkan alone, who was rumored to be dying.

Unlike Robert, who seems to be in the prime of life despite being in his forties or fifties, Orkan, who is similar in age, has muscles atrophied, gray hair, and dull eyes, and looks very weak.

It is said that the opponent's current state is due to working too hard and being seriously injured in the unification war, and the priests in this plane are not outstanding enough to completely heal all injuries - even broken internal organs and mutilated limbs (including heads). ), the "Regeneration" that can also be restored is a 7th level spell.

And even "Regeneration" or even the 9th level "Complete Resurrection" cannot cure natural aging and death.

In the final analysis, warriors or similar professions are about squeezing and overdrafting one's own body and life in battle. Every serious injury, near death, or explosion also reduces the upper limit of life.

Therefore, it is a normal natural law that the more powerful warriors age/die faster.

Just like those athletes who have won Olympic gold medals, when their fleeting short careers are over, excessive overdraft and hidden dangers caused by specific training methods will continue to torture retired athletes forever.

Sprinting, weightlifting...this is especially true for those sports that are so destructive to your body that you don't even have the right coach after you retire.

An Olympic gold medal can be worth tens of thousands, it can be worth a house, or it can be worthless. Even selling it can't improve a life with no way out.

Just like Old Setan, who was finally promoted to Level 2 before his death, still died last winter, there is no inevitable connection between strength and longevity.

The growth of knowledge and the strengthening of abilities usually do not change one's physical ability or tap one's potential.

Although a powerful warrior's physique is far beyond that of ordinary people, it is the product of day after day training.

Once you suffer repeated severe injuries, reach middle age, and stop exercising, the problems that were once covered up will begin to emerge... The caster will actually become more powerful.

※After all, starting from middle age, the body becomes more sensitive and increases the intelligence and charm.

Unless you transcend mortal creatures...

"I have long admired your name, Orkan."

Rumors about the old emperor dying but not dying have indeed spread throughout the grasslands, to the point where many people have become suspicious.

"Your reputation is better." The old lion man sitting in the courtyard slowly raised his head and looked at the other person with godless eyes. "A Taoist with the power of myth is expected to become a legendary warlock. Even the outer layer All the forces in the world are willing to assist you.”

"Life is really full of accidents and coincidences. It's a pity that I met you a little late, otherwise I would have invited you to plant the tree of life in the grassland."

The result is that anyone with dignity can see the power of myth.

Chen Zhou was dumbfounded. After all, the Golden Mane clan was in front of the imperial capital, so he arrived at Robert's place first.

"I still prefer to stay wherever it's cool."

"That's right, you are a tiger after all."

After saying this, the emperor looked up at the sky and said nothing.

Orkan used to maintain high energy even after fighting with other tribes all day and night, but now he feels tired even when he speaks a few words.

"What problems do you think the grassland is facing now?"

After a long silence, the other party suddenly asked such a no-brainer question.

"Maybe it won't be long before the world is destroyed." Chen said directly. "In my opinion, this demiplane is basically hopeless. The entire plane may rise to heaven in a year or two." between."

The old lion man was speechless for a moment. Indeed, in the face of the crisis of world annihilation, no issue is worth mentioning.

"Did the problems outside become this serious while I was bedridden?"

After a pause, Orkan continued: "The safety of the demiplane is indeed important. At the same time, the continuous civil strife in the grassland has also arisen due to this."

Orkan spent most of his life trying to unify the grasslands and integrate the various races and tribes into one.

But as his strength declined, all his efforts were in vain.

“This world is too fragile and too small. It can only accommodate three or four countries on one continent, leaving all contradictions invisible.

"Although professionals such as warriors are not restricted, no spellcaster can reach level six, so no one can have absolute power and absolute say.

"In the end, no matter how hard you work, everything will start over again in a few decades, and the endless disputes will continue to repeat."

In short, the conditions in this world are not enough for any country to become a "nuclear power."

Royal power cannot last, and divine power cannot reach this place.

Even if the ongoing chaos is temporarily ended by a powerful country, it will still weaken, corrupt, and divide, and eventually the disputes will resume.

After hearing this, Chen Zhou fell into silence.

Before coming here, he had imagined who the dying old emperor was, but he didn't expect that he turned out to be a man who wanted to end the troubled times?

Unfortunately, even "nuclear deterrence" will eventually fail.

Not to mention the world where superpowers competed in economy, technology, voice, and influence before he traveled through time.

The ancient Holy Roland Empire on Asta's side is full of nuclear bombs (legendary), and even if the quasi-god comes, they will have to walk around without food.

In the end, it wasn’t like “everyone just exploded together!”, leaving such a mess that cannot be repaired to this day.

After hearing this, Orkan showed a slightly dull smile.

“Didn’t this mean that the last emperor of the empire and all his heirs suddenly died overnight?

“Before that, there had been thousands of years of peace and unity in Ashtar.

"In other words, as long as there is a person and country that is strong enough and stronger than all the others combined, the disputes between various ethnic groups can be completely ended."

Orkan once thought he would be the one, but fighters do have their limits.

Either a magical professional or an arcane professional.

No matter what it is, only the caster can have power over mortals.

"Orkan, do you mean to say..."

There must be a...Witch Meow King?

"There must be a strong man with absolute authority to rule Asta, otherwise the curse from the Holy Roland Empire will bring all races and countries to their doom amid strife!"

It snowed all night, I also coughed all night, and I have a bit of a fever, so I’ll just save my manuscript and update it twice today... I’ll be better tomorrow after taking medicine for a day.