Chapter 1910 The "King" Who Took Responsibility for the Rise and Fall of Civilizations, th

Chapter 1910 The "King" Who Took Responsibility for the Rise and Fall of Civilizations, the Most Golden Age in Ares' History
An ordinary group admin: "Hmm? Lu Fa, you're online?"

An ordinary group admin: "By the way, why are you online so late?"

An ordinary group admin: "Ace did it because he wanted to manage his own world. What was your reason?"

An ordinary group owner: "Isn't your arrival an enhancement of the Asura Armor?"

Su Yunqing asked curiously after seeing Lu Fa online.

Ace was late to the game because he needed to manage his world through Infinite Tsukuyomi and purchased artificial intelligence, reforming it step by step, but Lufa didn't need to do that.

Moreover, his reward was an enhancement to the Asura Armor, so he didn't even need time to process the reward.

Why are you online so late?
Lufa: "I went back in time, a thousand years ago."

Lufa: "Kill King Peel."

Lufa didn't hide what he had done and told everyone directly in the chat group.

And the people who heard what he said.

The ordinary group owner: "???"

Boil Daigo into soup: "???"

Qianwumei Xiaomi: "???"

Kasumi Shiko: "???"

The Magician Under the Moonlight: "???"

The richest man in the lighthouse: "???"

The Beacon's Richest Man: "No, you killed King Peel? And King Peel from a thousand years ago?"

The richest man in the lighthouse: "Can the Shura Armor travel to the past so far in time?"

Tony was genuinely shocked.

If Lufa had only killed King Peer in his current timeline, he wouldn't have been shocked at all, but what about King Peer from a thousand years ago?
The energy consumption from crossing that timeline must be considerable.

Lufa can withstand this?
Lu Fa: "The enhanced Asura Armor has reduced its time-space consumption to the limit."

Lufa: "Especially in terms of time."

Lufa: "Going back to the past was much easier than I imagined."

Lufa was somewhat surprised by this; he hadn't expected it to be so easy.

He was overwhelmed by emotions and didn't consider the consequences at all. He just felt that with the chat group around, he wouldn't die even if he encountered a fatal danger.

But I didn't expect the process to be so simple.

The enhanced Shura Armor seemed to be perfectly in sync with time and space, easily traversing time with minimal wear and tear.

The oldest god-slayer: "Although I am surprised, since I have this ability, I should do it."

The oldest god-slayer: "If he could still maintain his kingly heart after eliminating all forces that threatened him, then I might admire him a little. But he was deposed because of corruption."

The oldest god-slayer: "Ha, as a king, what a failure."

Although Marquis Voban was somewhat surprised that the Shura Armor, after being enhanced, could so easily lead people back a thousand years to change the past, he was full of praise for what he had done.

In his view, King Peel was a failed king.

Royal power not only means supreme power, but also the corresponding responsibilities.

A true "king" can be a tyrant who crushes all dissenting voices with an iron fist and bloodshed; or a dictator who eliminates all forces that may threaten his power, even if they are only "potential" threats.

This is the naked and cruel law of the power arena, and it is necessary to maintain the stability of the throne.

Even if the power itself has no intention of rebelling, its very existence is sometimes the original sin.

Similarly, in order to perpetuate their rule and keep power firmly in their hands, they are willing to break promises, trample on rules, and even personally distort or abolish the fundamental laws that once gave them legitimacy.
All of these can be categorized as a means by which a ruler maintains his power.

But whether it's the terror of tyranny, the despotism of dictatorship, or even the wanton manipulation and betrayal of the rules...
All of this "evil," all of these "means," should ultimately aim to guide the civilization it belongs to toward a higher, stronger, and more orderly direction!
It is through the will and strength of an individual, even if that strength is stained with blood, that the entire behemoth of civilization is steered and propelled toward a more glorious sea of ​​stars!

The "evil" of a ruler should be for the sake of the "good" of civilization as a whole.

The "autocracy" of a ruler should be about making necessary and decisive choices at critical historical junctures that democracy and cumbersome procedures can never achieve.

The "betrayal" of a king should be for the purpose of establishing a new order that is more in line with the times and can better promote development.

In his eyes, there should be the rise and fall of the entire civilization, the future destiny of hundreds of millions of people, and the nation's status and glory in the universe.

He can be aloof, ruthless, and unscrupulous, but his ambition and aspirations must match the weight of the crown he wears.

But what does King Peel mean by royal power?
He saw the sweetness of power, but not the responsibility that came with it.

He saw the stability of the throne, but only knew how to maintain it by eliminating dissidents, instead of making it unshakeable through the prosperity and progress of civilization.

He saw the constraints of the rules and brutally tore them apart, but failed to establish a better order or lead Ares to new heights.

Ultimately, what turned all of this into a complete farce was "corruption."

It wasn't because of thwarted ambitions, the looming threat of a powerful enemy, internal strife, or even the return of the powerful avengers he had persecuted.

Rather, it is because of the mountains of wealth that gleam with vulgar luster; because of the dirty, illicit exchanges of interests that cannot be brought to light; because of the naked rent-seeking by power that even the lowest-ranking bureaucrats know to conceal.

How vile! How utterly depraved!
A "king" who should have taken the rise and fall of civilization as his own responsibility actually lowered his gaze and methods from the vast star map and grand strategy to the quagmire filled with the stench of money and corruption!

He did not fall on the journey to conquer the stars, nor did he perish in the glorious duel with a powerful opponent, nor was he destroyed by the evil consequences of his own mad revenge.

Instead, it was like the most foolish termite, the most greedy rat, gnawing away at the pillars of the "kingdom" that it should have protected and built, creating holes that even it could not bear.

Ultimately, that magnificent palace collapsed, along with himself.

This is not just the failure of a "king".

This is a desecration of the concept of "king" itself!
He was not defeated by his enemies, nor by the times, nor even by fate.

He was defeated by his own despicable and short-sighted nature, by a "politician" sitting on the throne, by his betrayal of the most basic vision and responsibility that a "ruler" should possess.

For a "king" who once stood at the pinnacle of civilization, such an ending is neither tragic nor regrettable.

It was just a disgusting farce.

An ordinary group owner said: "It's undeniable that King Peel was forced to step down due to corruption."

An ordinary group owner said: "But he must have done quite well at the beginning, otherwise he wouldn't have been elected as king, and he wouldn't have been trusted by Lufa."

An ordinary group owner said: "Being able to work with Lufa, one in literature and the other in martial arts, to push Ares to the position of Lord of the Galaxy, speaks volumes in itself."

Su Yunqing nodded in agreement with Marquis Voban's words.

However, the current King Peel cannot affect the "previous" King Peel.

Perhaps the long passage of time and absolute power have permeated and corrupted his brain and soul, turning him into a "rotten piece of flesh" with only greed and shortsightedness left.

However, in the very beginning, before Ares became the ruler of the galaxy, King Peer was undoubtedly a competent, even "wise" king.

Lufa: "Undeniable."

Lu Fa nodded silently after seeing Su Yunqing's words.

I recall the original Peel in my mind.

At that time, he was young and heroic, and his eyes burned not with greed for power itself, but with a burning ideal of revitalizing Ares and opening up the future.

His voice, clear and powerful, could cite classical texts in parliamentary debates and ignite the passion in every soldier's heart at a pre-battle rally.

He was not a figurehead hiding in the inner palace, but someone who would personally set foot in newly conquered colonies to survey resources and appease the people; and when major scientific research projects achieved breakthroughs, he would cheer with those unkempt scientists and envision the future.

The people loved and respected him.

Under his rule, Ares' laws became more just, life became more prosperous, and safety was guaranteed, giving young people hope for a journey to the stars.

His portrait hangs in many homes and public places; his energetic and confident face is a spiritual symbol of an era striving for progress.

Before he could fully demonstrate his military talent, Peel, under immense pressure and skepticism, defied public opinion and entrusted him with increasing military power and trust.

Their relationship was not only that of ruler and subject, but more like that of confidants, comrades-in-arms fighting side by side for the same grand goal.

While Peel strategized from the rear, reforming domestic affairs and rallying the people, he fought bloody battles on the front lines, expanding territory and defeating powerful enemies.

One is skilled in literature, the other in martial arts; they complement each other perfectly and work together seamlessly.

That was the most golden age in Ares' history, a glorious era of flourishing civilization and upward progress.

All of this is inseparable from that young monarch who sat on the throne, with light in his eyes, fire in his heart, and the future of the entire civilization in his heart.

However, power is the most potent poison; time is the best catalyst.

When Ares truly became the ruler of the galaxy, when all external threats were swept away, and when the power represented by that crown reached an unprecedented peak and became more stable.

Something began to change.

Initially, it may have been just a slight, imperceptible laziness; for those tedious but vital government reports, people no longer scrutinized every word as they did when they were young.

Then came a gradual expansion of suspicion. Faced with his overwhelming achievements and unparalleled prestige in the military and among the people, the "trust" that had once been placed in him had somehow become mixed with an impurity called "fear."

Then came a gradual immersion in pleasure and luxury.

Now that the world was secured, why not enjoy the fruits of conquest? The rare treasures, fine wines, and beautiful women from the conquered planets began to occupy more of his attention and time.

Finally, there is an insatiable attachment to power itself.

To maintain all of this, to ensure that the throne will forever belong to him, he can betray all promises, laws, and morals.

That young monarch, with light in his eyes, fire in his heart, and a heart that embraced the world, was slowly "killed" bit by bit by the slow, insidious process of being boiled alive by time and power.

Instead, there is a strange and pitiful old man sitting on the same throne, but with cloudy eyes, a heart filled with desire and fear, and a vision limited only to the power and interests before him.

Time can transform a person into someone they can no longer understand. So, when he returned to the "past," he intended to kill King Peel with absolute resolve.

That's why that younger version of myself, and so many warriors of Ares, were so crazy, fighting so fiercely to protect King Peer.

At that moment, in the eyes of those soldiers, what they were protecting was not the "old man" who would be removed from office for "corruption," who would betray his loyalty, and who would become despicable.

Instead, it was the "King" who once led them out of their predicament, won glory, and planted Ares's banner throughout the galaxy!
He is a monarch they would swear allegiance to! He is part of their beliefs and glory!

At that time, they, including "Peale" himself who was about to be crowned and at the pinnacle of his life and power, probably never imagined that "he" would become like that in the future.

How cruel, how ironic.

However, the group admin somewhat "glorified" him.

King Peel was indeed a wise king, but in the moment before he was about to be killed, he also revealed his own despicable nature after being tainted by power.

They would do anything to survive.

Tears streaming down his face, he begged for mercy, adopting the most despicable posture, promising to sell everything he could.

Power, wealth, status, and even Ares.

That dignified face was twisted beyond recognition in the face of the fear of death.

He showed no trace of the demeanor of a "king," no sense of responsibility for his actions, and no remorse or pity for the soldiers who fell to protect him.

Yes, it's just an animalistic fear of "death".

If he could maintain his "kingly" demeanor; if he could accept his fate with silence and calmly face death.

Perhaps he could think even more highly of Peele.

Because that at least shows that what he wanted to kill was still Ares's "wise king".

Even if he could actually die in that manner, Lufa would have a slight wavering.

He would subconsciously divide the King Peel, whom he was loyal to, and the King Peel who betrayed him into two "people," and concentrate all his hatred on the latter, letting him go.

but.

King Peel, through his final performance, proved that even at that time, he had been emptied of all noble responsibility by power and desire.

Therefore, that punch was thrown without hesitation, decisively, and without the slightest ripple in his heart.

(End of this chapter)