Build a Human Empire by Creating Clans

The guy who always talked nonsense to me was silent.

‘Is it absorbed by me?’

The soul disappeared from the ring.

“Do not come! Don’t come!”

Kiryan twisted his body violently.

Even though there was a sound, it seemed that there was no time to recognize the pain. He fluttered with the single thought of getting away from me.

I found out why.

The magic power emanating from me oppresses him.

The quality and light of the soul gave him fear.

– You don’t know? How you affected the world by accepting the soul of the throne. ‘Cause you’re still in a dream Because of the chaos you’ve caused, the chains that held me down are gone.

I remembered Tiamar’s words.

Is it the confusion or influence I caused?

“Rachel is leading her people to deal with the monsters. The reason why the monsters are rampaging seems to be related to the fact that Kiryan went back to being an elf.”

“I guess Kiryan isn’t the only one who went back to his original race.”

“yes. All vampires within the city are eligible.”

“…”

Sitting on the throne, he was lost in thought.

‘I didn’t kill the vampire, but returned it to its original form?’

If the vampire had been disassembled into crystals, it would make sense.

I just couldn’t control my overflowing power and had an accident.

However, the ability to change races had never been experienced or even thought about.

Once a vampire has become a being, it cannot return to its original species.

It was an immutable truth. So it is not forgiven.

‘You mean this is my strength?’

Even having accomplished such a feat, there was no feeling.

A headache that should arise if you draw even a little magic from your soul.

There was no blurred vision or even dizziness, let alone a headache.

‘Because of how much power has been given to me.’

As I was opening and closing my fists, Mersephone approached me.

“Edar.”

Mercephone tugged at my sleeve and then stretched out her hand.

Mercophone pretends to hold my hand.

“Do it.”

I held her hand and channeled my magic.

Soon after, Mersephone assumed the form of a saint.

【Lv. 95]

A level that surpasses even Calliope.

Seeing this, I put my hand on my forehead.

Not because it hurts, but because I wonder if I’m mistaken.

Because the mana was still full and full.

remnant of the old gods

“Edar, are you okay?”

Mersephone asked, bringing her face closer to me.

I’m worried that I’m using too much magic power.

Even so, her level was too high right now.

It is 4 higher than when dealing with the incarnation of the Lizardman.

2 higher than Calliope.

‘It consumes a lot of mana.’

I felt the flow of magical power flowing out of my body.

An amount of consumption that I would never have been able to endure if it had been before sitting on the throne.

But now I was fine.

“are you okay. This much.”

“really?”

“okay.”

I stroked Mersephone’s hair.

She closed her eyes and took my hand, but then she got herself up.

Even my words didn’t ease her worries, so she returned to her childish form.

“You can’t overdo it.”

It’s not a crowd.

It really overflowed with magic power.

Like an explosion if you don’t suppress it.

‘I knew that the magic power of the throne was enormous, but it was more than that.’

It was enough magic that Tiamar coveted.

Because it was the magic that Vlad had gathered to become a god.

I had seen the throne run amok and cause disaster.

But seeing and dealing with it are completely different feelings.

‘So far, the throne has only been destroyed. Because I couldn’t control it. But now that it’s like this, I can see why Tiamar and Vlad were obsessed with it.’

I closed my eyes for a moment and looked at the magic flowing inside me.

Control became difficult after the massive increase in mana.

It wasn’t just because the amount of magic power increased.

‘What the throne contained was the soul.’

In order to absorb the mana possessed by the soul, the throne held countless souls.

‘I have achieved union with the soul of the throne. This gave me great magical powers, but with it all kinds of spirits run wild in me out of harmony.’

The soul that has united with Me has lost its self.

The memories they had in their lifetime were not passed on to me.

Only the mana that the soul harbored was fully conveyed to me.

The magical power each soul possessed was slightly different in nature.

Because of that, they could not mix and collide with each other.

‘The feeling that all kinds of impurities are mixed in me.’

Discomfort different from when mana was used excessively.

There is no pain, but should I say it’s uncomfortable, I’m reluctant.

I took a deep breath and suppressed the mana that was about to leak out.

‘It will take some time to find stability.’

The amount of mana that can be fully used is only part of it.

But even part of it was enormous magic for me.

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After accepting the soul of the throne, it wasn’t just magical power that changed.

The characters on the status window were completely garbled and unrecognizable.

Bondi should have my name, level, and characteristics.

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communicator

Mersephone

Lv. One

Class: SSS

Attributes: [Fellow], [Apostle]

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On the other hand, there was nothing wrong with Mersephone.

Only the text in my status window was broken.

‘At least line breaks and sentence structure remain the same.’

Thanks to that, it was possible to assume that only the text was broken, but the contents were intact.

‘I don’t know what will happen if even this breaks. Maybe even the skills and characteristics given by the status window will disappear.’

If so, will my level limit and the ability to create family members disappear?

Well, you never know. But I thought intuitively.

that it would not be

‘Breaking of the status window is beyond the limit.’

The limitations given to me disappear.

It’s not about losing your ability.

The reason is based on intuition, but it seemed so.

“Caliope. Exclude members with high magical knowledge and accompany them.”

“All right.”

The number of gardens around the Empire increased to sixteen.

Four of them have high magical knowledge or belong to wizards.

After they left, Mersephone joined them, accompanied by thirteen.

I headed to the secret storage in the basement of the imperial palace.

“Your Majesty, is this place…?”

Guardsman Raimondo asked.

“It is an archive of artifacts collected by Vlad.”

The basement warehouse was unusual from the entrance.

Moon has been endowed with all kinds of magic in the material of Orichalcum.

If you reach out your hand without thinking, your whole body will melt.

“Really… it seems so. From the door to the artifact level.”

I reached for the door.

“Be careful.”

“Okay.”

As my hand touched the door, magic wrapped around my hand.

Originally, magic that should only sway like a haze.

I was enveloped in the same color as the purple color emitted by Orichalcum.

De, Deed…

slight vibration.

The complex schematics that follow.

I arranged the diagrams according to rules, like putting a puzzle together.

Arranged schematics soon glowed and then faded.

Chunk.

And the door opened.

“her.”

The inside of the warehouse was brighter than the outside.

The stone beads hanging from the ceiling cast light made of magic.

A huge space like an air-raid shelter revealed itself.

Countless artifacts were on display.

“That is a lot. How many will there be?”

“Your brothers and sisters in this city can take one and go, and there will be some left over.”

The number of people I mobilized for the expedition was 560.

The number of artifacts in the warehouse was greater than that.

“You mean that many?”

“It’s an obsession. It is the result of an obsession to become a god.”

Laughing at Vlad’s foolishness, I browsed the shelves.

Mersephone joined me by my left hand, Calliope on my right, and Raimondo took a few steps ahead of me, chattering.

Calliope noticed several times, but he didn’t care and looked at the artifact.

“Because there are a lot of numbers, there are a lot of people who are below the standard.”

Vlad would have taken what he could take.

The only things left are things that can’t be taken care of, even if they are of low or high value.

“your majesty.”

Raimondo fixed his gaze on one of them.

“Can I pick it up?”

It was a clunky window.

A throwing spear with only a blade and body without any decorations.

Raimondo felt the magic flowing through the spear.

“Catch it.”

As soon as Raimondo received permission, he grabbed the spear in a snap.

Then, a stem sprouted from the window, the body of the window.

“Uh, sh*t…?”

It was an instant.

The stem wrapped around the hand holding the window.

The stalk completely covered his hand before he could react.

When I panicked and tried to release the spear, the stem was already climbing on my arm.

Serureung…

Calliope drew her sword.

He felt the magic flowing through the window.

The magical power seen in the Great War of Germania.

It was the same quality as the magical power that turned the corpse into a monster.

“Nu, sister, now, wait!”

Raimondo was more embarrassed by her behavior than Chang.

If it was her temper, she would cut off her arm without hesitation.

I caught him trying to run away while stepping backwards.

“done. back off.”

I bit the calliope and pulled the stem.

perseok

The sound of dry leaves rustling.

The stems that stretched all the way to Raimondo’s waist and legs were loosened.

As if the spear had a will, it bit the stem to escape from me.

I grabbed the window and poured my magic power into it.

“Nir. Find your true self.”

The window shuddered.

The stretched stems fell to the ground, crashing, crashing.

As if peeling off the skin, the skin of the window peels off and reveals the inner flesh.

The hilt showed itself white, letting out the magic I injected.

“…what happened?”

Raimondo shook himself in a cold sweat.

“This spear, Nir, is made from the root of the World Tree.”

“The root of the world tree…the tree that gives birth to elves?”

“okay. Nir is the weapon of the elves in bondage. It was made by cutting roots grown with the old gods as nourishment, and the spear blade was forged with orichalcum, so it has a mysterious skill.”

“A trick?”

I threw the spear nir at the wall.

puck!

Even without applying much force, it flew at a tremendous speed and crashed into the wall.

“Come back. Nir.”

As he stretched out his hand and commanded, Nir trembled and returned just as he had flown away and was caught in his hand.

“Like this, the javelin Nir has a knack for returning to the user. In addition, it has the property of flying towards the target the user has set as a target, so quite a few opponents cannot escape Nir.”

“oh···.”

Raimondo received Nir and admired it.

It’s too early to be surprised. Because there are many weapons in the archives.

“It is Durand. The god’s curse was put on him because he cut the head of an old god and drank his blood. It sucks up the user’s mana and even squeezes out life if there is no magic, but the user becomes an excellent warrior.”

“Mogtain’s blade grows like a whip. There is a legend that a giant used it as a whip.”

“Balnoram is a hammer that brings thunder. Remember the hammer that shattered the ogre in today’s siege? It is a copy of Balnoram. Balnoram is a powerful weapon, but it corrupts the user because it has the power of an older god than Durang.”

While inspecting the artifacts one by one, he handed them over to his subordinates.

As I said before, it’s just that it has problems that are no different from curses.

There was a reason why Vlad or the representative system did not take care of it. But now that curse didn’t matter to me.

It’s enough to shatter the curse and cover the remnants of the old gods with mine.

A place that was no different from a gyereuk to the two powers was a bonanza to me.

“What’s nice is that everything has to do with the old gods. If His Majesty wasn’t here, I would have just looked around and left.”

“It has to be. Even you will have a hard time resisting the influence of the Old Gods.”

“What is the Old God?”

“It refers to a tribe that is no longer a god.”

A fallen tribe that was once revered as a god.

The race that believed in me perished or no one believed in me.

The peculiarity of the old gods was that there were no beings to be called kin.

Lizardman’s incarnation is Lizardman in terms of race.

The same goes for the ancestral deity of the dwarves and the mother deity of the naga.

The exception is the World Tree of Elves, which is just a tree that gives birth to elves.

“Most of the old gods are beings who accomplished feats to be called gods in the distant past. They were defeated by the Lord and either died, were driven out, or turned into slaves.”

Some are rooted in the world tree and used as nourishment, some become slaves of dwarves and dig underground in the Great Mountains, and some cannot be killed or commandeered, so they are imprisoned in the abyss.

Even if you live, you can’t live properly, and if you die, you can’t die properly.

“Vlad wanted to be a god. That’s why I sought something that contained the power of God even more. That is why there are many items containing the power of the old gods.”

When we reached the end of the warehouse, there was a huge pot lying there.

“I know what this is… It is a sacred relic of Tiamar.”

“that’s right. It is the holy relic that contained the souls of Tiamar and Akakosque.”

He put his hand on the pot.

Unlike other artifacts, there was no reaction.

Magical power was flowing inside, but there was no substance.

The soul fragment that should be in Bondi will be with Vlad.

‘Or maybe it was absorbed by me like a ring.’

– That’s not right.

Then, the pendant spoke to me.

Tiamar’s soul dwells in the pendant.

She was the first to speak to me.

‘He can speak.’

– Because there is no need to hide it anymore.

A light laugh echoed in my brain.

‘Is Tiamar watching?’

– I’m Tiamar too.

‘It’s not the body.’

Tiamar sneered, laughing.

– He’s watching. But you won’t know what we’re talking about. because i won’t tell I can’t help but see

I narrowed my eyes.

I’ve been telling you every detail until now, but you’re not saying that now?

– Mind is changeable. Also, the word “body” is not an appropriate word to establish our relationship. Do you think that everyone has the same heart just because they are separated from one?

There was a strange feeling of jealousy in her voice.

Maybe it’s my imagination, but that’s how it felt.

– I choose what I will deliver to him. Even if he can interfere with me, the guy in the cauldron over there and I are on a different level?

I guess so. Isn’t it the soul that Rod himself took off?

It was said that if Tiamar of the pendant was released, the main body would wake up.

– More than anything. I don’t agree with what he said.

‘Do not agree?’

– I don’t think your father is wrong.

‘So you’re saying you’re going to help me?’

Am I the Lord’s successor?

– If you want.

I chuckled and laughed silently.

There were three Tiamars I met in my dream.

But there were more Tiamars in the world.