A Core Ship From The Start Chapter 992

Chapter 992: Chapter 684: City of Judgment Chapter 992: Chapter 684: City of Judgment “What kind of reward would you like?”

For Duanmu Huai, the answer to this question couldn't be simpler.

Just like now, he looked proudly at the system information displayed before him, his face animated with excitement.

[Player has obtained the special reward title——Legendary Sword Commander]
[Legendary Sword Commander special effect: Cannot be affected by magic or other abilities (except those that change attack strength/life value). As long as one wears the legendary sword, one can activate 'Charging' and acquire the 'Turn incoming damage to zero' effect]
“So this is the power of the Holy Sword, no wonder that guy has been so carefree for so long.”

Looking at the system prompt, Duanmu Huai couldn't help but nod. With such an ability, one was basically invincible as long as they wore the Holy Sword. No wonder the hero could do whatever he wanted for so long without being killed.

However, it is a pity that “except those that change attack strength/life value” means that aging is something the Holy Sword Bearer cannot avoid. If he got old and his strength or physical attributes weakened, then the Holy Sword wouldn't change this natural law.

Unfortunately, the hero himself couldn't see these attributes and capabilities of the sword, so he actually went to the Demon King to seek immortality–well, strictly speaking, the Holy Sword wouldn't grant its bearer immortality, so in this sense, the hero wasn't wrong.

For Duanmu Huai, after obtaining this title, he could then fully utilize the Holy Sword's power. As for how to use it, it was simple: just wear it as an accessory on his waist. Of course, Duanmu Huai wouldn't normally use it, because being invincible–if one cared too much about being invincible, it generally didn't end well.

Therefore, Duanmu Huai planned to keep the legendary sword put away on normal days and use it only when facing formidable enemies.

Just like if he encountered an enemy like Typhonse again, at the start of the fight, he'd just switch in the legendary sword, charge forward, and while invincible, he'd unleash a fierce attack to either smash the opponent to death or nearly to death–what a thrilling idea!

Truth be told, it's actually quite simple. If you don't meet the requirements for knighting, you can just kill the person who was supposed to knight you and then find someone willing to knight you to take their place, right?

Honestly, when Olaya found out about Duanmu Huai's request, she was stunned too. The title of Legendary Sword Commander was indeed a very prestigious one in Luminas, but it didn't have much practical significance. It was like many of the titles in the church. Besides the name itself, the privileges of the Legendary Sword Commander were just being able to form one's own army and carrying weapons into the Royal Palace.

And though the title's effect was powerful, it wasn't truly invincible–it required that the legendary sword had to be kept at hand. That is, once it left his hand or was knocked away, the effect would disappear.

This was also the reason why the hero was eventually killed by his own descendant. Though the hero struck fiercely with the legendary sword, his descendant, who had also undergone a curious adventure and became a master swordsman, used his swordsmanship to forcefully knock the legendary sword away from the hero and then turned it around to stab it through his heart.

Well, this goes to show that using invincibility too much really does turn into a DEBUFF.

By the way, with the old King's death, Luminas indeed began to become unstable, and the succeeding Queen Olaya began to quell the disturbances and tried to capture all those who followed the former hero. Of course, that's their family matter, and Duanmu Huai didn't intend to intervene.

Moreover, for Duanmu Huai, his own territory was still the most important.

Especially now.

“Tsk tsk tsk, to be honest, this really looks the part.”

Standing on the balcony, overlooking his territory, Duanmu Huai couldn't help but feel emotional.

After he had turned the Lost Ground upside down initially, the Lost Ground was basically a barren wasteland, but now, the situation had clearly improved. The Night Guards had dug through to an underground river and brought it to the surface, forming rivers and lakes around the Lost Ground, while the original barren fields, with the help of the Forest Princess Mistelina and her druids, had been restored to forests and grasslands once more.

The city in front of the warship was also quite substantial. Duanmu Huai didn't use the antimatter reaction from the warship for power, instead opting for a Magic Drive Engine from Manaria to supply energy to the whole city. The entire city was in complete Gothic style, with countless sharp high towers rising up, merging seamlessly with the Metal Cathedral on the Moon Class cruiser.

Since the area was originally desolate, planning was much easier. Other cities were built according to local conditions, but this city was built entirely according to plan–if terrain didn't fit the plan, it was simply leveled and redone. Whether it was hills, plains, or pits, for the Tribunal, changing the landscape was not much more difficult than using a terrain tool in a game.

Simply put, if the blueprint showed a lake, there would be a lake. If there wasn't one, just dig and make one.

By the way, Duanmu Huai also discovered another rule of this world, which is that items he used in other worlds could also be used normally in this world. But if something was made using materials from this world to create a similar thing, it was prone to various problems–thus showing, this was indeed the fault of the Faelun Gods.

“How about it, Ogis?”

Looking at the city before him, Duanmu Huai felt immensely proud and waved his hand dramatically.

“Aren't these houses beautiful?”

Upon hearing Duanmu Huai's question, Ogis lifted her head to carefully observe the buildings under construction below and nodded slightly.

“Yes, Master, these houses are much more beautiful than the ones you built.”

You really had to add that last part, didn't you?

“Pfft.”

Hearing the dialogue between Duanmu Huai and Ogis, An Ze couldn't help but giggle softly nearby.

“Mr. Knight, the houses you built, aren't they just those square-shaped coffins?”

Ann still remembered that when they were on the imperial side, Duanmu Huai had once built a rectangular stone house with his own gloves while they were camping outside at night to investigate the epidemic.

Of course, it was habitable, but staying inside always gave Ann the feeling of lying in a tomb.

No, to be honest, the royal tombs were nicer than the house he built.

“Nonsense, I am a Judge, not a construction worker, being able to shelter from wind and rain is already quite good,” he said.

Duanmu Huai glared at Ann, who then made a face at Duanmu Huai.

“But… no one is living in these houses.”

At this moment, Mary also raised her hand to ask, having hurried to follow him into this world after completing her studies in her own world upon hearing that Duanmu Huai was going to build a domain here.

Arriving in this city for the first time was a big shock to Mary, but she quickly discovered that although it had everything necessary, it was completely unused, exactly like a ghost town.

“Of course, we must first plan the city properly, then attract migrants,” said Duanmu Huai.

In terms of developing a domain, Duanmu Huai didn't have much experience, but he had seen plenty of players' tears on the forums — after all, enjoying other people's misfortune has always been the greatest joy. Having seen a lot, Duanmu Huai had also gained some experience from these players' bitter lessons and complaints.

The first rule was a strict prohibition on migrants building their own houses!

Migrants are often poor and building houses is very costly; many migrants simply could not build a good house on a brand new land. As a result, many players' domains ended up with shantytown slums, where sewage ran freely and the stench was unbearable, which was truly disastrous.

Next was the tight control over land ownership!

Some players in setting land policies, adhered to the principle of “Wind can enter, rain can enter, but the king cannot enter,” establishing supreme private property rights, which not even the Lord could violate.

The result was that his Lord's mansion was nearly forcefully demolished and bought out by those noble corporations, finally frustrating the player so much that they directly flattened the entire city with a Macro Cannon from the star orbit and rebuilt…

These became classic jokes.

Of course, while they were jokes, Duanmu Huai did not want to become one himself. In fact, in most worlds, the concept of land and house ownership is in a very primitive stage–I got the Lord's permission, obtained this land, then this land is mine and I can do whatever I want with it on it.

Clearly, their notions needed to be adjusted after coming here.

Of course, these provisions greatly surprised the advisors under Duanmu Huai, who thought such coercive clauses could easily provoke discontent from other power organizations, but Duanmu Huai didn't care. Joking aside, they were the Tribunal, and their construction of the domain in this world wasn't to please others. This domain was their frontline fortress against the impending invasion of the Chaos Evil God, the entire domain equated to military rule, and no one was allowed to disobey, those unwilling to come could just leave.

After all, Duanmu Huai wasn't relying on these people's taxes to make money, right?

“What's the current progress?” he asked.

“We've nearly reached eighty percent, meeting the planned standards.”

Which meant all planned buildings had been completed, most members were already in place, and the city could finally start operating officially.

“Very well,” Duanmu Huai pondered for a moment, then spoke.

“Prepare to open the domain.”

“Yes… I wanted to say that, but Mr. Knight, there's still a very important matter.”

“What is it?”

“You haven't named your domain and city yet.”

Ann said this while blinking at Duanmu Huai, and Mary also turned pale upon hearing this.

“I'm begging you, Mr. Duanmu, please don't use names like Pink Tutu or Three Little Pigs again… This city is so beautiful, shouldn't you give it a corresponding name?”

“Then I'll leave it to you,” Duanmu Huai shrugged his shoulders, shifting the target.

“Eh? You're leaving it to me?”

“Yes, aren't you a writer? Coming up with a name should be easy for you, since you say this city is so beautiful and I shouldn't name it something like Three Little Pigs, then you think of one.”

“I…”

Hearing this, Mary gripped her pen, pondered for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

“I'll do my best, Mr. Duanmu, I will definitely think of a name worthy of this city and this domain!!”

Chapter end

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