I'm the King Of Technology

Chapter 1949  Advancement

Many will forget to know that Zain's far past generations came from Pyno. It's just that Zain's blood has long been washed 'clean' by his Morg ancestors, that the far distant Pyno part of him had long been forgotten.

If one would recall, the pirate organization was formed only after the Temple of Dragmus in Pyno had driven out a selective group of people and slaves away. Tens, hundreds, and thousands of years ago, they then joined the Morgs after proving they were a force to be reckoned with. So in truth, Zain's earliest generations came from Pyno. He was a direct bloodline of that great Pyno warrior who caught gallantly against the giant monsters at the time.

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Zain, Crane, emperor Kavien and several others stared at the pool of golden fluid that was taunted by the Holy Core's brilliance. "So… you're saying you lost, and all you could bring back is the blood of Prince Frederik?" Torres's heart skipped a beat, but his expression remained unchanged. He was on one knee, raising the carefully folded cloth of very old, withered, and dried-up blood to Emperor Kavien. Do you truly think he will admit that just one man… one man called Vader was able to take care of his elite team when they claim to be one of the best of the best the TOEP can offer? "Your Majesty, Master, Elders… Lords… it is as I said. No lies involved. However, despite not bringing Prince Frederik, I was able to bring back his blood."

Many nodded heavily, saying nothing now as they watched Kavien carefully take a hold of the cloth. They say they stared at Torres, as though they wanted to eat him back alive. No matter whether what he said was true or not, he had better pray that the piece of clothes actually activated the Holy Cote, or else it will be his neck on the line. Fortunately, Torres's plan B worked, as the moment the cloth was placed in the Holy Core, it began to glow even brighter, emitted a powerful aura that caused their hearts to clench. Good! Food! Good… It seems it doesn't matter if the blood is several months old. It will still work so long as it has traces of the lineage blood on it. Dammit! Many cursed inwardly while watching the Holy Core slowly power up.

Their only regret was that they just received news again that the newly crowned his Majesty Gregory of Titarian in Zohl, was not captured as intended. In fact, those sent didn't even manage to get his blood. 'What a bunch of wastes!!!' Many inwardly cursed, swearing to give those who return the Glonfi Punishment, one of the crudest known in all Morgany. And what about the one called Sophia (Tilda's grandmother)? Unless the corpse is found, they will never believe she is truly dead. Are you kidding them, they need her blood to rise to the top. The one called Lucia Wynterborne of Zalipnia in Romain? Although she has been staying in Baymard all this while for 'studies,' why can't those bloody bastards find an opportunity to get their damn blood? The more they thought of it, the more their chests kept raising and falling. Fortunately, one group didn't disappoint them, despite only one savior returning. Who cares if those sent died? Dying for a great cause was a privilege. …

The golden hues from the Holy Core shone with an even more incredibly brighter light that caused many to raise their hands over their eyes. "What glory!" They felt the awe from the Stone deep within their souls. It was so powerful that it made many drop to their knees and even to their bellies unexpectedly. However, no one complained. Rather, they were ecstatic when feeling the Core grow stronger by the second. "Ahhh! It's floating!" It has never done that before! (Q0Q)

Levitation was right. It raised slowly above its resting place, slowly revolving around its axis, causing many to scream ecstatically. Godly! Godly! Even the God of War himself was by their side. If they weren't approved by the heaven's, why would the Holy Core ever land in their grasp? And why would they ever get the chance to advance its capabilities to an even higher height?

Well, look no further for the answer. It's definitely clear that they were the darlings of heaven. So who else can rule the world apart from them?

(>V<)

… In no time, the core slowly descended back to its resting place, and the hall fell into monetary silence. 1… 2… 3… The chief researcher finally stepped forward and began testing the current Holy Core's abilities. And when he announced the results, thunderous cheers echoed across the masses with a deafening momentum. Understand that now, the core could strengthen weapons by not just a measly 35%, but 51% now. Too bad the warriors leaving for Baymard had long left ages ago and should be arriving at Baymard anytime soon. In short, they only left with weapons strengthen 35%. But if they hit this one that reached 51%, do you know how truly epic their war would be?

Of course, they felt that it truly didn't matter if their warriors had left with weapons enhanced by 35% or 51%, since they could bet their lives that no one in the world would ever be able to compete with their current godly enhanced weapons. (>^_^<)

World domination! Move over, world… Morgany is taking over for good, this time! Emperor Kavien massaged his full beard deep in thought. "Great! Now that the Holy Core has advanced once more, why don't we leave the researchers to do their job while we go talk over other important matters?... For example, renaming the new world to come." What Tenola? That continent will soon be named a new name after they completely take over and dominate the world. Pyno? Adonis? Omania? Romain? Tsk. Forget it. They Morgs, will rename and distribute control as they deem fit!

Bahahahahhahahahha~

They could taste their victory now.

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