Panlong: My Auto-Level Training System

Chapter 33 A Place to Stand

The Chaotic Territory has long been in a state of war, which has led the civilians in the midst of the conflict to yearn for a strong leader to guide them from chaos to stability. The two major churches are able to establish themselves in the Chaotic Territory thanks to the status of the Holy Domain experts.

"The Holy See of Light has five peak Saint-level experts, but that doesn't mean they only have five." Karl knew very well that in just a few decades, he had gone from being a Saint-level expert to a peak Saint-level expert, and was considered one of the top experts on the continent. So he relied on the system's efforts.

For a normal Saint Realm expert to go from entering the Saint Realm to comprehending the laws of heaven and earth, it would take at least several hundred to several thousand years.

In recent years, Karl has not simply been in seclusion. He has also communicated with several Saint-level experts. Excluding those top geniuses, it generally takes a Saint-level expert three to five hundred years to comprehend the power of heaven and earth to a great degree, and then several hundred years to be lucky enough to comprehend the profound mysteries.

Saints possess long lifespans. Although this eternal lifespan is a gift from heaven, it also means that cultivation at the Saint level will be extremely long.

Those who can cultivate to the limit of the Saint Realm over four or five thousand years are all very powerful figures, such as the Pope of the Holy See, who has been cultivating for more than two thousand years.

"Let's find that cultivation paradise first before discussing the rest."

Karl devised a plan for his goal: to find that spatial turbulence, the only place on the Yulan Continent where one could more directly experience the laws of nature.

"Magic Crystal".

Karl read softly that it was nearly two thousand years earlier than the Linley era, and the changes brought about by those two thousand years were earth-shattering. Even with powerful figures from all sides in charge, the Chaotic Territory was still changing rapidly.

"I remember that place seems to be very close to Black Crow Mountain." The only thing Karl could think of was to repeat Linley's route, which was also the most definite way.

However, Karl had no animosity towards the Church of Light; in fact, they were on the friendly side, which meant that Karl did not need to hide his identity.

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The blazing sun hung high in the sky, and waves of heat permeated the entire Blackrock City. With Karl's mental power, the scale of the entire dimension was easily visible.

At this time, there was a city guard in Blackrock City, patrolling lazily and casually. Many of them even hid under the city walls, unwilling to be exposed to the sun.

"This damn weather! It's unbearably hot during the day and freezing cold at night," a burly man in tattered armor muttered under his breath, followed by his nine companions. This was a small squad from one of the city guard battalions.

"What are you looking at!"

Upon seeing the civilians around him, the burly man's face immediately turned cold, and he began to hurl insults at them.

Many civilians, seeing this scene, hid away in fear.

After the civilians had all run away, one of the soldiers muttered and cursed, "This damn world! Working under that greedy fat pig, even some of my elders look down on me and call me worse than a pig or a dog."

"Damn it, who says otherwise? If it weren't for the need to feed my son and wife, I wouldn't be doing this!" His companion chimed in.

Within Blackstone City, the obese city lord had a terrible reputation. He levied exorbitant taxes every month, which meant that many commoners, even if they worked themselves to the bone, could barely make ends meet. Ironically, the soldiers who joined the city guard to feed their families or themselves became the city lord's accomplices.

Although they also cursed the despicable city lord, they dared not resist, because the city lord had a son at the peak of the seventh level, a strength that was enough to make him a king in a small city.

Karl flew silently in the sky. This was the sixth city he had seen in the past few days. He had originally wanted to find the Black Soil City, but after witnessing so many changes in the city walls and banners in the past few days, Karl gradually came to terms with it.

In places like the Chaotic Territory, commoners have almost no sense of belonging. One person might be the lord this month, and another might be the lord next month. This leads to commoners not having high expectations of their lords; they are content as long as the lord can feed them.

If the treatment is poor, as long as they don't starve, they'll at most curse under their breath.

"This is fine."

After much deliberation, Karl finally gave up and decided to find a place to develop gradually, hoping to eventually find the magic crystal mine.

With Karl's decision, the city lord, who was as fat as a pig and was still in bed with his concubine in the city lord's mansion, instantly lost his breath.

The woman, who was of questionable appearance and perhaps the fat city lord's umpteenth concubine, felt the heavy body on her back. Her feigned gentle shyness turned pale as she sensed the lifeless aura emanating from the woman.

"what!"

The Lord's Mansion in Blackrock City can be considered a city within a city.

Karl descended from the sky, and the faces of more than three thousand warriors instantly turned pale. Those who could fly in the sky were either noble mages or powerful Saint-level experts.

Many sharp-eyed people noticed that the powerful figure descending from the sky was not a magician wearing a magic robe and holding a staff, and immediately realized that this was probably an extremely powerful Saint-level expert.

The army of Blackrock City consists of only two battalions, each with 1,800 men. One battalion is the city guard responsible for patrolling the outer city, while the other is the personal guard responsible for guarding the entire city lord's mansion. The fact that half of the city lord's forces are dedicated to protecting himself shows how terrified he is.

Under Karl's gaze, the oppressive aura caused all three thousand six hundred people to involuntarily kneel on the ground, forming a dark, imposing mass.

"My name is Karl Talos, and I wish to establish the Kingdom of Skywind here. Are you willing to become the first soldiers under my rule?"

"Karl Taros?"

The Chaos Realm is separated from the Holy Alliance by the entire Monster Mountain Range and the O'Brien Empire. Perhaps hundreds of years later, the people of the Chaos Realm would know Karl's name, but clearly they do not.

However, the people present were not stupid; to establish a kingdom, one would need at least Saint-level strength.

Everyone was overjoyed. The rule of a Saint-level expert meant that the Heavenly Wind Kingdom would usher in a long period of peace. No one wanted to offend a Saint-level expert, especially a Saint-level kingdom that had just been established.

After all, the kingdom had just been established, and now others were coming to provoke it. That would be disrespecting the powerful beings of the Holy Domain.

"Those who become my soldiers will receive triple pay, and I will also reduce the taxes in my territory accordingly."

Taxation is the core of a territory's economy; without taxation, there is no money to support an army unless the territory itself pays for it.