Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor

Chapter 1400 Civilization War: Democracy

Chapter 1400  Civilization War: Democracy

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"Your facial expression tells me you're bringing bad news," Wang Wei calmly stated.

"Not all bad news," Red Mask replied, slightly embarrassed. "There is a silver of good news."

"Start with the bad," Wang Wei sighed.

"The other lineages have sent news that there are signs of the plague in other territories."

Wang Wei sighed deeper: "Did someone break through our blockade?" All the lineages worked together to ensure the plague only remained in Five Feathers and Undead Phoenix's territory.

"So far, there are no signs of that."

"So, someone else with the source of the plague spread it elsewhere," Wang Wei commented before sneering. He looked at the sky, the sun specifically: "So, this is your doing after all." This mad Taoist has reached the point where he will do anything to kill all life in this world and take complete control over True Heavenly Dao.

"What is the good news you mentioned?"

"Sage Pure Flame has shown up," Red Mask reported.

"Did you capture him?" Wang Wei quickly asked.

"No, since he seems extra careful, but he has shown up twice now in the past three weeks, and each time seems closed to a group of cursed individuals," Red Mask reported.

"Keep a close tab on his whereabouts and capture him no matter the price we must pay — understand?"

"Yes, lord."

Wang Wei nodded. "Has there been any signs that mortal blood is the cure for the plague?"

"Nothing as of yet."

"Maybe we still have some time," Wang Wei muttered. They discussed a few matters before he dismissed Red Mask. Wang Wei's next destination was to check on the Mortal Civilization. In the past ten years, he did two things: understanding Maitreya's analysis of the lock and casting a Luck spell to accelerate the development of the mortal civilization.

Wang Wei quietly arrived at Du Cong's base, which was testing a new generation of Domain Armor. He watched as the armor released five floating scales surrounding it to form a circle with a radius of 40 meters. Then, the scales started resonating with each other before activating their power of law.

'It's indeed a domain,' Wang Wei thought. However, this thing was extremely frail, and there was no way it could beat the weakest Saint without using countless armor. However, Wang Wei still nodded in satisfaction. The first version of this technology required the mortals to build five enormous [Law Pillars] to establish the domain. But now, in just a short few years, they have already miniaturized the technology,

'They still can eliminate Tier 8 cultivators whose power systems do not involve the law,' Wang Wei thought. Now that he was satisfied with this group's progress, Wang Wei thought of checking on the others. However, he sensed his communication talisman vibrating, so he checked it.

His brow immediately furrowed after seeing the content: "So, it finally started, huh?" Wang Wei did not waste time sending the information to his allies. A few seconds later, he was at a conference with many representatives from the overlord factions and other top lineages. They discussed the next battle plan before dispersing this meeting.

Wang Wei then summoned all the leaders of the mortal civilization through the Void Illusion Realm. "Time is precious, so let's get to it." Wang Wei said as soon as he showed up with Jia Ping and the other guardians. He showed them a recording one of his Creations sent him.

All these leaders then watched, in horror, as this cultivator with purple pus on their bodies and red eyes massacred a dynasty of more than 50 million people and drank their blood. Then, the madness in his eyes faded, and even a few small pus sacks faded away. Whoever recorded this image took the time to ensure it was as detailed as possible.

"Heaven has truly forsaken us," said one of the mortal leaders. First, everyone wanted their blood for longevity, and now, it appeared to be the cure for the terrible curse/disease spreading in the outside world.

"This is not the work of Heaven, but the result of man's greed," someone else countered. This leader knew more and understood the core of their people's suffering.

"Guardian, what should we do now?" Du Cong asked. He felt the atmosphere might suddenly shift to that of depression and nihilism, so he decided to ask a question with a more hopeful tone.

"The next course of action is for you to decide," Wang Wei said. He raised his hand to condense a map with countless dots, many of whom were disappearing. Over the years, with the help of his Soul Network Ability and access to the Void Illusion Realm, he created an excellent map of large and middle areas occupied by mortals. The map was not perfect since he categorized any area with a population of less than 500 million as small, but he will do it for now.

"You have two choices: continue developing until your civilization is fully prepared for this war, or reveal yourself now to rescue as many of your fellow compatriots as possible."

Wang Wei paused, leaving his words to simmer: "I won't decide for you in this matter. From now on, all major decisions involving the fate of your civilization will be decided by you."

"We must save our people," Sun Longwei immediately yelled. He remembered what the guardian said: he levied for his people. As such, he would not accept waiting as their fellow compatriot are slaughtered and everyone else gets to live a peaceful and sheltered life.

"Don't get excited too quickly," said another leader. "If we can become a Tier 9 Civilization before leaving our base, think of how many people we'll be able to save."

"Yes, that's right. This is a matter that can affect our entire civilization, so taking a careful approach is best."

"If you fear for your life, say so," Du Cong countered. "You people saw how powerful the Law Armors were, and by our calculations, cultivators are even more powerful. Can you imagine how many of our people they will kill if we don't help? By the time we reach a Tier 9 Civilization, how many will be left alive?"

"We must fight. War is the best way to motivate technological innovation," said a leader with a more militaristic style.

"That's right. All our achievements and data on fighting cultivators have been curated and well-controlled. We have no idea whether these puppets, armors, poisons, etc, will even work in a war with ever-changing scenarios."

"But what if our bases are discovered? All our people will die, and all our progress will be destroyed."

"That's right. The people in the bases have been enlightened, so we should prioritize their safety before considering helping the outsiders."

"Do you hear the nonsense coming out of your mouth? A few hundred years of safety is all it took for you to develop a sense of superiority. Already forgotten you were also once ignorant?"

"That's not what I mean. Don't twist my words."

"Then, what did you mean?"

"I was merely concerned with preserving our rune technology and all other advancements we've made so far, and the bases are the key to that preservation."

"The people are the key," argued someone else. "We can preserve the knowledge in the Void Illusion Realm. That way, even if the base falls, someone else can rebuild it. We started ignorantly and built such wonders; since we can do it, they can, too. No, they can do it better since they will be standing on the shoulders of giants."

The argument continued while intensifying with each passing second. Wang Wei calmly watched them argue for more than five hours without stating his opinion.

"Sir, these people are not ready to be independent," Jia Ping sent him a message.

"Maybe so, but there is not enough time to slowly let go of the wheel," Wang Wei replied. He finally used his power to silence everyone. Many of the leaders, like Du Cong, hoped Wang Wei would make a decision and remove this burden from their shoulders.

"We will put it to a vote, and the majority wins," Wang Wei said. Under his control, three choices appeared before these leaders: intervene, don't intervene, and abstain from voting. "You have ten minutes."

Ten minutes later, Wang Wei announced the result:

"1.3 million votes for no interference, 200,000 for abstention, and 1.5 million for interfering. The choice has been made. Everyone leaves to prepare for this war of civilization."

The leaders looked at each other before nodding and leaving to execute this order.

"Is something on your mind?" Wang Wei asked.

"Sir, is it really necessary to relinquish power to them? They don't seem ready for the task," Jia Ping asked.

"Our existence will become a shackle to them," Wang Wei explained. "If we want their civilization to develop truly, this is a necessary step."

"But even so…"

"It seems you've grown attached to them."

"I can't deny that."

"Well, don't be too attached," Wang Wei warned. "In the current political climate, attachment is a weakness, and the last thing we need is someone to use it against you."

"I…understand."

"If you want to one day rebuild your dynasty, I have no issue," Wang Wei continued. "You can even integrate the mortal civilization into your rule. But like I said, don't get too attached to these mortals specifically."

"As you wish," Jia Ping replied with more light in his eyes.