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Traversing Nesserite, Matthew became a minor Lord.
Nurtured a Time Dragonling, developed arcane arts, and modified technology.
Absorbed a population of Humans, Dwarves, Elves, Hobbits, Gray Elves, Tieflings, and Demonic Offspring among other races, creating a new modernized kingdom with a magical twist.
Destroying the Nesserite Empire was the task!
Annihilating the Elf Kingdom and the Elven God System was the mission!
Eradicating ancient fiends and disasters was Matthew's cry as he crushed his destiny! 
"Brothers and sisters, join the Bay Territory!
"Here, we build houses, take care of children for free, don't worry about food or clothing, arrange jobs, and provide all the resources needed for life."
"Even, we can offer the path to godhood..."
"All you need to do is pay a tiny price!"
A slow-unfolding farming story, a new world of dragons and the Underground City, a magic version of the Warhammer Empire, a brand-new version never seen before by everyone.
Also known as "The Rise of the Magical Modified Warrior Legion," "The Astaate Guide to Magic," "Me, Plagued by Misfortune, Stealthily Surviving and Growing," "The Modernization of the Magical World"...

Arcane Emperor

Sparta's expression remained unchanged, he just stared intensely at Trist and asked in a deep, husky voice:


"I have already given you the intelligence, where is the thing you promised?"


Under Sparta's terrifying gaze, Trist smiled as he took off his masked cloak, revealing his light purple skin, and said under the incredulous stare of the other party:


"The thing we promised, naturally, we will not go back on our word."


While speaking, Trist tossed over a Storage Bracelet.


He watched as Sparta carefully caught it, slowly inspected it, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he continued deliberately:


"I've recently heard that the Kael Elves have increased the daily quota of mined ore."


"You must have many people who, due to lack of food and medicine, can hardly hold on much longer, right?"


Sparta's movement paused slightly, soon recovered as normal, and he spoke directly without lifting his head:


Chapter 618: King of Slaves - Sparta (8000)_4