Bringing Culture to a Different World Chapter 910

Chapter 910: Chapter 925, Grumpy Brother

Translator: 549690339

In the dream.

Basimonte knelt down beside a wounded velociraptor.

A large number of distorted monsters surrounded him. This was his 172nd Resurrection.

Basimonte raised his head and looked at the black figures that appeared behind the monsters.

“Looks like the wonderful time has ended. Next Time… the next time will definitely make you fall into an eternal slumber.”

Basimonte did not answer the black figure. He used his old arm to caress the Velociraptor whose life was coming to an end.

The last scene was when the monsters around him swarmed up and tore him and the velociraptor into pieces.

When he regained his senses again, he finally woke up from the long nightmare. There was already a group of people surrounding Basimonte’s throne.

“Your Majesty! You’re awake!”

The woman who had been standing next to Basimonte saw him open his eyes and shouted excitedly.

“Pa.s.s down my orders…”

Basimonte used his dry hands to support his body, wanting to stand up from the throne.

This scene made the surrounding ministers retreat quickly, as if there was some kind of power stored in this old king’s body that they feared.

Beimonte, the human’s name was lemons. This king was the pillar that supported the entire kingdom by the sea, and the power he had was enough to intimidate the surrounding countries.

As long as this king appeared, the rebellion of the humans in the kingdom by the sea could be easily solved.

In the eyes of the ministers, their king was an existence like a savior, or a G.o.d-like existence.

“Your Majesty, please instruct us.”

The ministers knelt on the ground one after another. They could already feel… the anger of the emperor who had ruled the country by the sea for thousands of years.

This anger would sweep away all the people who were enemies with the country by the sea.

“All humans, the sea race… anyone who has the magic net must create their own role in the world of cracks!”

Beimonte’s order caused the group of ministers to return to silence. They looked at each other and could see the confusion in each other’s eyes.

“The weave! Have you… And your descendants not used it before!”Beimonte’s voice finally lost its fatigue, filled with endless anger, he widened his eyes and swept his gaze across all the subjects below.

“Of… Of course I used it, but what is the crack in His Majesty’s World?”One of the subjects asked carefully.

“My son seems to have played that thing before. It’s a game.”

“That’s right, it’s a game. All of you, go and create a character for me right now!”Besimonte’s voice was filled with anger. At this moment, they realized that this old man who was on the verge of death.., when he was in the midst of his anger, he looked so hateful. Just a single roar from him made the ministers shut their mouths.

“All of you want me to save this rotten country? Sure! But all of you present, including all of your descendants and servants, must level up to the maximum level in the World Rift!”

Basimonte’s words made the ministers confused. Many of them had never played the magic network game before, and some of them didn’t even understand the meaning of the game level.

However, the ministers didn’t dare to disobey the king. The King was trying to regain their wealth, status, and the last hope of their lives!

Therefore, even if the ministers didn’t understand, they could only hurriedly agree to the king’s request.

But suddenly, a young n.o.ble who was kneeling at the end of the hall stood up. He seemed to have followed his father into the hall.

His father was constantly tugging at the corner of his clothes by his side, telling him not to anger the king while he was in a rage.

“Your Majesty! I. . . I have reached the maximum level.”He did not continue to kneel down, but instead summoned up the courage to say to beimonte.

“You have reached the maximum level?”

“Yes… Yes, I am playing the tribal camp, a level 60 troll shaman… This Morning, I was just playing the Burning Heart Dungeon with Nolan’s friends when Father brought me before you.”

He complained about his father’s behavior when he spoke up to this point. In order to prove himself, he even opened his own magic web interface and showed the troll’s account to beimonte.

“From today onwards, your father has no right to order you, do you hear me! Morley…”after beimonte said this, his gaze swept across the ministers below once again.

“I know that all of you value your status, the n.o.bility that is higher than humans! “Now, I will add a new rule to the kingdom by the sea! “In the World Rift, those who are of a lower rank than the other person, regardless of their status, have no right to order the other party! “Those who disobey… will be sentenced to death!”

Crazy!

When the ministers heard Basimonte’s order, there was an uproar. If it was any other country, there would probably be someone who would step forward and accuse the king of being a madman.

But no one here dared… the foundation of the country by the sea was built on Basimonte alone!

Without Basimonte, there would be no country by the sea. This was something that all the n.o.bles knew very well.

So no matter how this king changed the laws of his country, there would be no problem.

“My orders have been issued! Now, all of them disappear in front of my eyes! Right! Morley, your son will stay behind and tell me the name of your role in the rift.”

Under Besimonte’s loud scolding, the ministers left the hall one after another, leaving only the son of Morley in the hall.

When everyone else left, Besimonte sat on his throne, feeling a little exhausted.

The corrosion from the Dark Elf World Tree was equivalent to countless blood-sucking lice hiding in its body. Although Besimonte was powerful enough, he could not find a way to destroy them.

Basimonte suffered the erosion of these lice in the nightmare world again, but the character he created in the World Rift really helped it destroy a few lice.

But it was not enough! Far from enough..

He was constantly killed by those monsters in the nightmare world and resurrected again and again… one of the reasons was that his character in the world rift was too weak, only level 23. The second reason was that the number of people he could control was too small, there was only one person!

If there was an army… at this moment, Basimonte had the same thought as general field.

In the nightmare world, in the illusion of consciousness, there was an army made of crack characters.

Basimonte would definitely crush those d.a.m.ned dark elves into ashes!

The acc.u.mulated anger immediately exploded. Basimonte did not care about what would happen to this country. He just wanted to dismember all these lice.

“Your Majesty.”The n.o.ble son carefully walked up to the king and asked, “Do you have any orders?”

Beimonte was still burning with anger. Just the few words he said just now made him feel a huge pressure.

He was waiting anxiously for the king to have any orders. Beimonte’s next words made him sigh in relief.

“What is the dungeon you mentioned just now? Is there any way to quickly level up to the maximum level? Also, how do I obtain those equipment with purple names?”Beimonte asked very seriously.

“Well, your Majesty, I can take you to level up. What I mean is… to help you level up.”He immediately changed his wording.