A rare magical miracle in the world

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The ancient city in the early morning had no apparent difference from the day before.

However, in reality, nearly every citizen of the ancient city had a nightmare.

They couldn't recall exactly what they dreamt about, but when they awoke from their dreams, the entire city had undergone earth-shattering changes.

Firstly, many people had died.

No, it's not correct to refer to them as dead.

In the technologically backward ancient city, brain death was not defined as death since most of the people still retained their ability to breathe.

If there's breathing, how could it be called death?

Yet in reality, these individuals were indeed dead; their consciousness had died within the dreamscape.

"A lot needs to be reconstructed."

Bailuo had not personally come to the ancient city, but he also hadn't relinquished his embodiment as a Blood Moon Hunter: "Lyon, hereafter, you will be stationed in this city. The Thistle Province has suffered defeat this time, but it's uncertain whether they will counterattack."

In fact, even if Count Thorn counterattacked, Bailuo didn't take it seriously.

The Earl was only a Second Awakening, and even if his Miracle Citizens far outnumbered Bailuo's, he could never pose a threat to him.

The number and quality of Miracles were simply too different!

"Additionally, inform the whole city to bring out those who cannot be awakened and then bury them."

"Yes."

The remaining people of the ancient city weren't without sins, but at least they were innocent.

Bailuo didn't necessarily lack tolerance for an individual's flaws, even if they were greedy or lustful, as these are common human traits.

However, the majority of the ancient city's population was rotten to the core, a bunch of trash who took pleasure in harming the weak; Bailuo saw no need to keep them.

Not to mention anything else, just the fact that their presence would disgust most of the survivors was enough for Bailuo to take the matter seriously.

"The people of the ancient city..."

"Resettlement."

What Bailuo wanted was the land of the ancient city, not its people.

The ancient city was old and in need of transformation.

But Yatun Island was still in need of population; fortunately, the remaining hundreds of thousands could be taken in at once.

"However, letting outsiders into Yatun Island, I apologize, I'm not questioning your majesty; I just feel they don't have such qualifications."

"That's not right," Bailuo said. "There are some who do qualify."

Not all residents of the ancient city were problematic; among them, there were tens of thousands who even Bailuo saw as having potential.

"We'll send them to Yatun Island for selection," Bailuo continued. "Those who can adapt to my Miracle Power will be chosen; those who cannot will be used for breeding."

The so-called breeding meant utilizing their ability to reproduce in order to cultivate the next generation.

"But then, wouldn't the ancient city virtually become a ghost town?"

"No matter."

Bailuo said: "I plan to establish a fortress here to defend against and confront threats from the north."

The threats from the north were the Iron Eagle Seven Nations.

"Starting now, Lyon, you will hang the Blood Moon over the ancient city region. I need you to completely transform this area into your Miracle Territory within half a year."

Once the ancient city becomes Greedy World Territory, it will become a dimension existing among humans, as unbreakable as the territory of the Lord of the Birch Trees, and be greatly fortified.

All Greedy World troop types within this area will be enhanced, and as long as they belong to Bailuo, even if they're not of Greedy World, they too will be protected, essentially becoming the perfect military fortress.

"Furthermore, take as many refugees from the ancient city as come to us."

Bailuo: "Provide them with food assistance, and then send them all to Yatun Island."

In this way, refugees from the Seven Nations, as well as those from Star Night and Mountains, will all converge upon Yatun, forming a significant source of population in the long run.

"Rest assured."

Lyon knelt on one knee: "I will defend this land for you, for our Yadun."

"Your Majesty."

Just then, Bailuo received a prayer from Hailbo: "I hope you can hear my voice."

"What is it?"

Hailbo was one of Bailuo's top talents, and Bailuo had specifically enabled priority access for him in the prayers of his citizens.

"I'd like to recommend someone to you."

Hailbo was very cunning; he hadn't struck at General Winter but chose to survive instead.

The reason for this was Flai.

Yilona, too, had not been killed, and it must be said, this pair of beleaguered brothers were indeed remarkable.

"Ooh, that was a close one."

Inya looked toward Alaya beside her: "Alaya sis, you didn't come to my rescue, causing me to be chased by that guy wielding two swords."

Inya had encountered Mei Xiang and Tulip. The two women were almost scared to death at their first sight of Inya.

After all, Inya's temperament was truly breathtaking, just like the real thing. Continue your journey with empire

Inya indeed intimidated Mei Xiang, but this also led Mei Xiang to act desperately out of a belief that she was facing certain death.

"Enjoying yourself?"

"Hehe."

Inya laughed: "It's okay, I guess, but I feel like I still have room for improvement."

"If Feiya found out you were acting like her and ran away in disarray," Alaya said, "she would probably hit you."

"She'll never find out!"

Inya: General Ben Ineya, fearless of anything! The mere Isefia, trivial!

"Hmm..."

As they groggily woke up, Flai and his sister roused in Mordi's mansion, along with four girls who had suffered humiliation and transformation in their dreams.

"Awake?"

Hailbo's Blood Moon Hunter extended a hand to Flai: "Congratulations, you've safely returned to the living world."

"Excuse me, you mentioned the dreamscape."

Flai was still a bit confused; after all, last night's events were too shocking, completely overturning his worldview: "Could it be, 'God's power'?"

"God?"

Hailbo didn't quite understand the term. He thought for a moment and translated the ancient city's word for 'god'.

"Oh, yes, it's indeed 'God's power'."

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