Chapter 427 - 427: Military competition

"Military competition? What's that?" Derik was genuinely shocked by the information. He didn't expect something like this would come up and he would actually have to ask these people who worship him for information.

"It's how a kingdom's strength is graded…. There are five levels and as you already know, level one kingdoms are the strongest… while level five is the weakest" King Jules answered quickly.

Surprisingly they weren't gloating deep within them that a godly being like him is oblivious of something this important in this era. Instead, they were genuinely happy that they could help him out somehow. This made Derik question his beliefs in life and his years of experience with nobles in his past life. These people were supposed to be selfish and self-centered. Honestly, he has been waiting for some of these nobles to betray the kingdom and he would have to hunt them down and murder every single one of them.

At this rate, he doesn't really see that happening and he found this really annoying.

What Derik failed to notice was that his attitude towards humanity was different now. At this moment, he wasn't struggling to make life better for the humans here, neither was he fighting to protect the weak. His only goal now is to recover his strength, kill the beyond while it's still asleep, and then destroy this world and create a new world where everything is perfect. A world for his friends and loved ones who died at the hands of the ancestors of the humans inhabiting this world now. If one were to ask for his honest opinion on humanity, he would rather have them all dead now but he was lacking the strength to do that and he still needs them.

(AN; Somehow our Mc is now the bad guy here… Lol… Sorry guys, but this is reality.)

Another thing Derik failed to notice was that his death aura was slowly corrupting the minds of the noblemen in the kingdom. All those who kept participating in the closed-door meetings were slowly affected by the excess death aura diffusing from his body, just how it worked on the members of the palace of death in the past. He had acquired loyal and capable subjects without knowing! Even Alfred Alexis had forgotten his dead son Lucia and was totally okay with the fact that Derik was residing in his body.

In his opinion, it's an honor that someone as powerful as Derik was making use of the body.

"So I got sent to a level five kingdom? Like the weakest in the pack? But a god reincarnation was sent into the capital of the empire? How bad is my luck?" Derik couldn't help but blurt out his discontent about the situation.

Huff!

Exhaling. Derik pondered on the next thing to do. If he understood King Jule's words well, the military competition would hold at the capital and all the subsidiary kingdoms would be forced to fight against each other. After the battle, the level of each kingdom will be assigned according to performance.

"Are there any rewards attached to this event?" Derik asked while he pondered on the best way to exploit this event.

As a god of destruction, Derik really missed those days when everything could be solved with force. Those days when he would just fly over to the opposing force and subdue them with his overwhelming strength or just slaughter them all. But now he is forced to plan and plot against his enemies! In his opinion,only weaklings do this!

[When faced with overwhelming power, all forms of tricks are useless!  That's what I use to say before but I don't think I will be able to say that again] Derik lamented in his mind. 

"Of course, there are rewards… the territory given to the kingdom is increased or reduced, depending on their performance and they have more access to the resources of the empire! And let's not forget the prestige it brings with it" King Jules explained with a greedy look in his eyes.

"Hmmm…" Derik began pacing around the room once again while he pondered on the course of action to take.

Since the entire empire is taking part in the competition, this is the perfect opportunity to boost its popularity. He can always take part in the military competition with Lucia's identity and then showcase the power of death and claim it was granted to him by the god of death and destruction. This way a good portion of the empire will turn to him and pray for such strength. The only loophole with this idea is the godly being living within the capital. 

If it's truly a godly being just like he suspected, then the person will instantly recognize him. it didn't matter if its an old god or a new god, Derik was sure they will spot him out instantly since the stench of death is always too strong.

Just like in the past, Derik has never been scared of any foe. In fact, he was eager to face off against the reincarnated god since it's been a while since he has fought a good battle. In fact, his blood l.u.s.t was making it hard for him to focus on other things now.

The problem is those who follow him. A fight with the godly being the empire is serving is no different from treason. The entire empire will turn on them, leaving them with no other option but to battle for their survival. Their four thousand plus troops and their two hundred supernatural beasts will be forced off against at least a hundred thousand forces, that's separate from the empire's special forces. It will chaotic and there will be lots of bloodsheds. People will die in large numbers and negative emotions will consume the entire kingdom.

"Perfect!" Derik suddenly exclaimed with a sinister grin on his face.

Turning his attention to all those waiting for his orders, Derik couldn't help but give them the same sinister grin that sent cold shivers down their spine.

"I remember I promised to make you emperor… I will do justice to that promise at the military competitions!" Derik said.