Chapter 1344 - 542: Unparalleled Dominance (Part 2)

The humble words evoke endless sighs.

Zhang Beixing heard this, and the corners of his lips slightly lifted imperceptibly.

He stood with his hands behind his back, inscrutable.

As if he had long foreseen this outcome.

"I said, as long as you submit, I will give you a chance to live."

He said calmly: "Remember your oath."

"If you dare have a change of heart, I’ll make sure you suffer a fate worse than death."

Brief and concise, yet Olwen was filled with dread.

She nodded repeatedly, unable to help but smile bitterly.

Since she has already acknowledged a master, what more is there to say?

[Interesting, who would have thought the proud Elf Queen would also bow down now.]

The Persuasion System’s voice suddenly rang out.

[Master, you are indeed the chosen one.]

[If this continues, the entire continent may soon bow at your feet.]

"Hahaha, I, Zhang Beixing, was born to rule the world."

Zhang Beixing laughed to the sky, filled with heroic spirit.

"Mere mortals, how could they possibly stop my progress?"

"From now on, the Dark Empire is the true ruler of this world!"

The sound waves rolled, echoing through the skies.

Making everyone quake in awe.

The Elf Territory is completely subdued.

The powers of the Demon Race and the Holy See have long crumbled.

The seemingly unbreakable human regime is also in jeopardy.

This chaotic era will ultimately usher in dark rule.

And that man—Zhang Beixing.

Is the one in control of everything.

He is set to build an unprecedented vast empire.

Reigning supreme, overlooking past and present.

Who can contend against him?

...

The news spread like wildfire across the continent.

The Dark Empire, unstoppable.

Whether human, Demon Race, or Elf.

All submit, bowing in allegiance.

For a time, the Dark Forces are exceptionally powerful.

No one dared to challenge Zhang Beixing’s authority anymore.

"Your subjects greet Your Majesty, wishing you eternal peace and unity of the world!"

Richard bowed fiercely, full of fighting spirit.

Never before had he felt so proud of his lord.

With such a monarch, the Dark Empire will surely thrive forever.

"Beixing, I will always follow you."

Alina’s red lips parted slightly, her eyes full of emotion.

As the Vampire Princess, she was supposed to be lofty.

Yet facing this man, her heart was filled with willing submission.

Zhang Beixing stood with his hands behind his back, scanning the crowd profoundly.

Hundreds of civil and military officials kneeled respectfully below.

The entire Imperial Palace hall was silent.

Only his aura circulated above.

"Everyone."

He finally spoke, his tone calm, yet not lacking in dominance.

"Today’s victory belongs to all of us."

"The Dark Empire would not have reached this point without your strong support."

"Master is too modest! Everything is thanks to you!"

The ministers below loudly echoed in agreement.

How fortunate they were to follow such an unparalleled hero.

Zhang Beixing slightly lifted his lips, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

His gaze swept over each face, not a single person dared to meet his eyes.

"Though the battle has been won, the situation remains dire."

He said gravely: "According to the scouts, the Northern Barbarian Race is stirring."

"If allowed to seize the opportunity, the consequences are unimaginable."

Barbarian Race?

As soon as this word was uttered, the room buzzed.

"Those Barbarians dare covet the land of my Dark Empire?"

"Outrageous! We must quickly dispatch troops to suppress them!"

The ministers were filled with righteous indignation, eager to take up arms immediately.

However, Zhang Beixing only regarded them with disdain.

He raised his hand, gesturing for them to be quiet.

"No need for such drastic measures."

He said lightly: "Mere Barbarians are not worth my attention."

The implication being the opponent is completely insignificant.

In the silence, Richard was the first to speak.

"Master is wise! I volunteer to lead the campaign against the Barbarian Race!"

His tone was emphatic.

"I want to go too!"

Alina refused to be outdone, her beauty commanding.

"Beixing, let me lend you a hand!"

Zhang Beixing felt warmth in his heart, but remained outwardly unmoved.

"No need to trouble the two of you this time."

He stroked his beard in contemplation, and slowly said: "I will personally meet those Barbarians."

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked.

If His Majesty personally campaigns, would it not be overkill?

However, no one dared question Zhang Beixing’s decision.

Because he was always right.

"Alright, court dismissed."

Zhang Beixing waved his wide sleeves and turned to leave.

The black silhouette, like a descending Celestial God.

Only the direction against the light is his way home.

"System, what do you think of this Barbarian Race?"

On the march, Zhang Beixing secretly transmitted his voice.

[Host, although the Barbarian Race is not a large force, they are troublesome.]

The Persuasion System’s voice carried a hint of gravity.

[They are strong and numerous, a rash move might increase casualties.]

"No problem."

Zhang Beixing was confident, a trace of assurance on his lips.

"Mere Barbarians want to challenge my will?"

"I will make them understand there is only one ruler in this world!"

With that, he urged his horse forward.

His black robe fluttered, full of killing intent.

Behind him was the mighty army with overwhelming momentum.

Crushing all obstacles, unstoppable.

The northern wind howled, the desert vast.

Days later, Zhang Beixing and his entourage finally reached the Barbarian border.

"Here it is."

He reined in his horse, thoughtfully surveying the surroundings.

Within a hundred-mile radius, desolation spread.

Only a few tattered tents were scattered like dots in the view.

Zhang Beixing narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharp as electricity.

He keenly sensed a murderous aura pervading the area.

"Master, be careful, there’s likely an ambush here!" Richard gripped his sword, cautiously eyeing the surroundings.