You're Not A Lord Of The Apocalypse Chapter 448: Just for Wealth, No Need to Chop Limbs - Novel Cool

Chapter 448: Just for Wealth, No Need to Chop Limbs

Chapter 448: Just for Wealth, No Need to Chop Limbs

"Traversing half of the main material plane, the casualties shouldn't be too severe, right?"

Qin Muye made a simple estimation of the War God's movement trajectory, and there was both good news and bad news.

The good news was that the unlucky Zijin Immortal wasn't on this trajectory, so Qin Muye could continue to exploit his divine artifact.

The bad news, naturally, was also that the unlucky Zijin Immortal wasn't on this trajectory, leaving Qin Muye without the chance to demand exorbitant compensation.

The two places were worlds apart, so finding them was out of the question.

"Master, Duke White Frost has been tied up. How do you wish to handle him?" The Intelligence Department reported in a timely manner.

"Oh, throw him back to the Zijin Mountain territory and leave him a letter telling him not to play any more tricks. If he tries to deceive us again, we'll chop off his right-hand man's hand," Qin Muye thought for a moment and decided to do just that.

A warning was enough; there was no need to fight to the death. After all, he still wanted the other party's divine artifacts.

Since Qin Muye wasn't the other party's lord, the panel didn't have a loyalty attribute for him, so he didn't know if Duke White Frost had been swayed by Zijin Immortal. However, Qin Muye assumed he had been, and the level of loyalty didn't matter much.

They were in it together, and Qin Muye would only let them go once he had all the divine artifacts. Otherwise, they couldn't think of leaving.

Using force was out of the question. Raids couldn't guarantee the complete seizure of a lord's resources, and he wasn't a native. He couldn't just storm in and take what he wanted. As a lord, he had certain privileges, so Qin Muye could only bide his time. If the world lost its value before he succeeded, he would have to raid and send the other party on their way.

Otherwise, why would Qin Muye keep the other party? Of course, it was because of the divine artifacts. As the saying goes, a commoner is blameless for possessing a valuable treasure, but as the antagonist, how could he let the other party have divine artifacts?

He didn't want to take the risk. If he failed to extract the items, he would suffer a significant loss.

After all, being semi-datafied, the drop after death was random.

"Do you want to give him a lesson? Just sending him back seems too lenient for Duke White Frost," a goblin from the Intelligence Department asked.

The goblins felt that Duke White Frost was disloyal, using the mage system Qin Muye provided and still daring to make a move. It was like asking for death.

"..." Qin Muye was annoyed. Was their desire for revenge so strong?

"No need. What if we kill him, where will we find such a useful pawn again?"

In the end, Qin Muye did not adopt the goblin's suggestion. After all, if they went too far, it would break the facade.

Murder for wealth, murder for wealth. If he killed the person before getting the wealth, what if Zijin Immortal and Duke White Frost were close friends? The consequences of a desperate situation would be secondary; Qin Muye was more worried about the divine artifacts being destroyed.

"But we can't just let him go. Here's what you should do: have someone shave all his body hair, strip him naked, and put him in a burlap sack. Hang it on Zijin Immortal's bedpost at night," Qin Muye thought for a moment. Since he was already giving a warning, it should be more severe.

"Yes, Master." The Intelligence Department acted quickly.

"Hope you understand, or next time... I'll have to send some body parts," Qin Muye sighed. He wanted to be a good person, but he ended up using some rather harsh methods. Fortunately, he was strong enough; otherwise, he might have been punished by some passing protagonist as a way to earn merit.

"Speaking of protagonists, Intelligence Department, have you found any information about the Chosen One or a protagonist?" Qin Muye asked casually.

"No, Master. We've investigated many legendary supernaturals and major nobles, but most of the stories are fabricated by bards or are just rumors," the Intelligence Department responded quickly.

Their method of identifying a protagonist was simple: they used a detection spell to check their talents, but found nothing.

"From what we can see, there might not be a real protagonist. After all, the situation in the Sorcerer Dynasty is unique," Qin Muye nodded. Protagonists couldn't be everywhere. If they were, he would have fled immediately, even without the event rewards.

After all, what he was doing was completely unlike those major antagonists, but rather like a small-time villain. True major villains wouldn't extort and blackmail as openly and shamelessly as Qin Muye; they would at least put up a pretense.

Villains like Qin Muye, who were more inclined to be shameless, were relatively rare. Most of the minor villains were the ones who would act without any sense of shame.

"Having experienced three servers, only the Divine Emperor Shen You of the Sorcerer Dynasty counts as a major antagonist, perhaps because the protagonist isn't in this era?"

Qin Muye thought to himself. If there were protagonists in every era, that would be too absurd.

Then, Qin Muye's attention quickly returned to the War God, who was moving toward Sam in an extremely distorted manner.

If the God of Magic was a mass of writhing, rotting flesh, the War God was different. It resembled a huge, skinned animal, with numerous limbs scattered across its body. Its massive form kept advancing, like a mutated reptile.

But with such a large body and a multitude of irregular limbs, it naturally looked extremely terrifying.

"This speed is off. As a 7th-rank entity, it should be moving much faster. Under normal circumstances, it should have arrived in a matter of seconds."

Qin Muye had been watching this thing crawl for three days, leaving a trail of corpses in its wake. The gods remained silent, clearly preoccupied with their own affairs.

The war had grown increasingly intense, and with Qin Muye's goblins stirring up trouble, it was impossible for it to stop. Even the nobles, who were secretly orchestrating events to keep the war going, couldn't bring it to an end.

If one side truly wanted to stop the war, only to find out that their noble opponent had cuckolded them and raised their son for eighteen years, and even worse, that their wife and son were planning to kill them and hand them over to their lover on the other side, would they really stop the war? They would likely turn into the Hulk and beat the other side to death on the spot.

The situation among the nobility was even more complex, so even the Church of the gods couldn't intervene, and might even be rebuked. Most nobles also served as priests, so the idea of being told to be magnanimous and reconcile with their lover was out of the question. Giving their life to the other side was the last thing they would do. Not immediately killing the one who suggested it was already a sign of respect for the Church of the gods.

"It seems the collapse of the war mode has caused the War God to mutate even more severely?"

While the God of Magic and the War God were both minor deities, with few followers and peculiar forms of existence, they were clearly different. Unlike the God of Magic, the War God had been redefined by Qin Muye into a bloody and violent form, but this was only the beginning. Later, the war would involve more intricate plots, deception, and various tactics, making it more complex. The current war, though brutal and bloody, was still in its primitive stage.

It was essentially about leading people into battle, slaughtering everyone, and taking everything for oneself.

But this was a qualitative change, from a staged performance to real, deadly action. With the goblins' involvement, the war mode had advanced rapidly.

"If one day a unified dynasty is formed, will trade wars and propaganda wars cause another severe impact on the War God?"

This world had no God of Commerce because this aspect was too chaotic. If such a deity were to form, it would likely be a mere puppet.

Such a concept could only emerge at the right time.

"I hope the War God can survive until the emergence of these invisible wars. I hope humanity can too."

Qin Muye could only hope. Supporting it was out of the question. Hope was just a thought, and thoughts were free. Qin Muye could certainly think about it, but true support would require investment, and he wasn't even willing to give verbal support.

Moreover, he didn't think this server had such an opportunity. With Qin Muye here, how could it develop into a unified dynasty? Unless some unpredictable variable suddenly appeared, this server had no future.

Chaos would continue until the world's end. In murky waters, one could catch fish. Qin Muye's goal was to make the entire server, from humans to gods, chaotic.

(End of Chapter)

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