"Aaaaargh!"
A moment later, the three thousand people all screamed in agony.
Even if it was just one drop of blood, the pain of the transformation was not something an ordinary person could endure.
Thud, thud, thud!
Suddenly, one after another, dozens of explosions were heard.
Dozens of people had their wills collapse, causing the spirit particle power to go haywire and their bodies to explode.
Seeing this, Kushina couldn't help but be startled, "They can die? How lucky was I..."
Lucian was speechless. Any power comes with a price.
If one's will is not strong enough, it's all for naught.
Lucian, as the inheritor of the Progenitor's power, had endured a pain that was geometrically multiplied. An ordinary person's will would have definitely collapsed.
He had only survived by relying on the Hōgyoku.
Then, by absorbing the soul energy of those who had died after touching him, his will was strengthened and gradually calmed.
"Count the number of deaths and replace them as soon as possible."
"Yes, Lord Lucian."
Of the three thousand people, more than two hundred had died. They were quickly replaced.
In the end, three thousand Soldat stood on the plaza, each of them experiencing their new power.
That large bowl of spiritual water had raised their level to that of a Chunin.
Regardless of whether they were ninja or Jonin before, at this moment, they were three thousand Soldat with the energy level of a Chunin.
Although they didn't know any techniques, they could learn the basic skills quickly.
Sensing the spiritual power and spiritual pressure of the Soldat, Jiraiya and the others were dumbfounded. Lord Lucian made it too easy to create powerhouses. How could the other ninja villages compete?
One side needed a large amount of time and resources to cultivate, while the other side mass-produced them.
In comparison, the ninja world was finished!
"Kushina, Mikoto, teach them the basic skills. As for you, Orochimaru, go and practice to master your power."
"Yes, Lord Lucian."
An army, a populace, a territory—the foundations of the empire were all there.
Lucian was full of anticipation for the future of the empire.
...
Three days later!
The Land of Rain, a country that cried with rain almost every day, suddenly had a clear sky.
The high sun seemed to be offering its congratulations on the birth of a king.
The clouds even joyfully spread a magnificent rainbow across the sky, full of color.
"Quick, quick, quick! Today is the day the nation is founded. We can't miss it..."
"Great Lord Lucian, I admire you. May you be well!"
"Ah, if not for Lord Lucian, the Land of Rain would have long been reduced to ruins..."
One after another, the former ninja and villagers of the Land of Rain rushed from afar, all gathering in the central area. Those ninja had gradually accepted the reality.
Of course, those loyal to Hanzō had long been killed.
As for the civilians, they didn't care who was in charge.
But they knew that their current leader was a king who had the common people in his eyes. That was enough.
More importantly, it was Lucian who had allowed the Land of Rain to completely avoid the war.
In the past few days, they had not seen any ninja from other countries burning, killing, and looting here.
The smiles on the faces of the children and the elderly had also increased. It seemed that everything was heading for the better.
"The nation is already founded... Do we need so many people to participate?"
"That's right. Isn't founding a nation just about organizing an army, building a palace, and making an announcement?"
"Lucian's ambition is too great. He's bringing all the ninja under the empire's control, holding both military and political power in his hands. In comparison... the Daimyo of the other countries are too weak."
"Shh, Lucian doesn't want to be a Daimyo. They say he wants to be called 'His Majesty'."
"..."
At the same time, spies from various other nations and villages also cautiously entered the area.
They also discovered that this Demon King Lucian... seemed to be different.
Who on earth had spread the rumor that the Great Demon King Lucian only knew how to kill?
He was clearly a benevolent king who knew how to win the hearts of the people.
This also gave them a rough understanding of Lucian's character:
Warm as spring to his own people,
and cold as winter to outsiders.
...
"Interesting..."
While the former villagers and ninja of the Land of Rain were anticipating the establishment of the empire, in a great hall, Lucian spoke faintly.
But Orochimaru and the others didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
The latest intelligence!
Onoki was leading the Five-Tails Jinchuriki, Han, and over ten thousand Iwagakure ninja in an invasion.
They had currently reached the border of the Land of Earth and were about to cross into the empire's border.
They had even raised the slogan "Iwagakure and Lucian will fight to the death"!
The major ninja villages had also turned their attention to this.
Even the war between Konoha and the Village Hidden in the Sand had been temporarily halted. They were all waiting for the outcome of the battle between the Wandenreich and Iwagakure.
Today was the day the Wandenreich was to be established.
For Onoki to choose this time.
What a humiliation!
Orochimaru spoke, "Lord Lucian..."
"No hurry."
Lucian raised his hand slightly, looked down at the beautiful, tall young woman with light purple hair, and spoke calmly:
"The enemy is invading... Let's have a cup of black tea first."
Everyone was stunned. Konan immediately smiled and nodded:
"Yes, Lord Lucian."
Just like that, no matter what enemy he faced, he was always so calm and composed. This was the god in their hearts.
Following that, everyone sat down quietly and enjoyed the black tea.
"Huh, I'm suddenly not nervous anymore..."
Yahiko was surprised. The others couldn't help but nod. The process of drinking tea had calmed their hearts.
After all, who would drink tea on the eve of a great battle? One would need a heart of steel for that.
"Lord Lucian, do you have a battle plan?"
Jiraiya was quite grave. Although his strength was not bad, and even because of the information gap, he could handle any opponent with ease.
But that was in a one-on-one situation.
When the number of enemies reached a certain level, and one's own level was not that high, the human wave tactic could wear you down.
From Lucian's attitude, it seemed that he would not let the former Amegakure ninja and the Soldat unit participate in this battle.
Nor would Lucian make a move himself.
Then there were only the eight of them.
Lucian put down his teacup, scanned the room, and said calmly.
"A mere ten thousand or so people."
"It seems your understanding of power is insufficient."
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