Chapter 416: Core Structure—Tower of Death
After years of power being usurped by Minister Honest, the young emperor, despite his high position, had never developed the arrogance typical of rulers.
A mysterious merchant had come all the way to the imperial palace, and even as emperor, he knew one trade alone didn't hold enough weight.
If even Honest couldn't oppose this man, why would someone like him be worth the trouble?
"I need to build a tower,"
Fang Yi said with a smile. "A [Tower of Death]. To do that, I need to incorporate this Imperial Arms world into the territory of the Reincarnation Game."
Just like Arad, expanding the game's map required establishing a capital city to serve as a teleportation hub and central transfer point.
In the danger zone of Snowfield Ston, the transfer hub was a town inhabited by the Bantu tribe.
In Dark City, it was the dark elf city of Noibera.
In Sky Sea, it was the Duchy of Belmar...
And now, for the Tower of Death, the hub would be the Imperial Arms world.
"You mean… to become a god who controls this world?!"
The emperor first froze, then his expression changed drastically as he looked at the merchant in disbelief.
Even the wisest emperors dared not claim to control the world.
Controlling and conquering were two entirely different things.
What the mysterious merchant said was clearly beyond the reach of mere mortals.
Fang Yi nodded. "That's one way to put it."
In a sense, once the Imperial Arms world was integrated into the Reincarnation Game, he would indeed be the god of this world—its very consciousness.
"I did consider waiting for the Revolutionary Army to take the capital before cooperating with their leader…"
"Or letting the Honest family stage a complete coup…"
As a Tier-1 world, the Imperial Arms world's timeline flowed slowly. Fang Yi had seen its future—
if he remained a bystander, no matter how much the emperor endured, his only fate would be the fall of the capital.
His calm tone made the emperor tremble all over.
Thinking carefully, if the mysterious merchant hadn't appeared,
those two endings might really have been his only options.
"But in the end, I chose you to be the ruler of the game's city hub."
Fang Yi was willing to talk to the emperor
because the Imperial Capital, with its thousand-year-old legacy, was best suited to become the game city—a teleportation and transit hub.
Creating something from nothing would waste too much origin.
If the rightful heir of this city was willing to cooperate, it was the best-case scenario.
The emperor's heart pounded.
Though the words were intangible, he felt as though he had received a divine blessing.
He held his breath and asked nervously,
"If I refuse… will the Revolutionary Army and Honest's family be my fate?"
"I don't know."
Fang Yi looked at the transformed City Lord's Scepter in his hands and smiled.
"Just like the Reincarnation Game's system told you—
the moment you became a player, you broke free of fate's chains."
"Even if you reject my offer,
if your will is strong enough, you could still escape destruction."
Knowing the future and having the means to change it,
but still granting others the freedom to choose—that was Fang Yi's principle.
No forced sales, no coercion.
The Reincarnation Game operated on absolute fairness.
Maintaining those rules was the strongest weapon against corrupted worlds.
After a long silence,
the emperor took a deep breath and said, "I accept the trade!"
Truth be told, he no longer believed in protecting the Empire.
Honest's open rebellion, the Revolutionary Army's relentless attacks, Esdeath's indifference—
The empire's hypocrisy had been torn open.
Internal strife, external pressure.
Better to accept the merchant's offer and bring the capital under game law—at least it wouldn't be destroyed.
"Trade complete."
The moment the words fell,
Fang Yi's spiritual awareness expanded.
A veil-like mental layer spread outward, enveloping the entire Imperial Arms world.
Every person in this world—starving slaves, cruel nobles, revolutionaries, officials—
all inexplicably looked up, sensing a subtle but undeniable shift in the world.
"What's going on?!"
At the Night Raid base, sensing a familiar aura, Akame furrowed her brow and murmured,
"Is that… the Reincarnation Game?"
While she pondered, the Imperial Arms world was already merging with the Reincarnation Game.
Territory expanded.
The danger zones filled with wild beasts and frozen lands were designated as hazardous regions.
The capital became the central game city nestled between them.
Every intelligent being in this world suddenly received a mental broadcast
explaining the rules of the Reincarnation Game.
"Hunt corrupted monsters to earn contribution points?"
"Buy an invitation to become a player?!"
Men, women, children. Nobles, slaves.
All heard the same message—at once equal under the game's law.
Shock, panic, joy, rage—
emotions surged like a tidal wave across the land.
Unbelievable.
Even Imperial Arms users couldn't implant thoughts directly into everyone's mind!
After the world was added to the game's domain,
ordinary people could earn contribution points by killing monsters—
but they didn't get player interfaces. They could only gain EXP and points.
They were like NPCs in an MMO.
To get loot chests, skills, and gear,
they would need to buy a game invitation.
"Get away from me, you filthy pigs!"
"Die!"
Chaos broke out.
Slaves, finally snapping, smashed their chains with iron picks and charged at their abusive masters.
After the chaos came the birth of a new order.
"Wait… is that a tower?!"
Najenda looked up, stunned.
A colossal black spire shot skyward, piercing both heaven and earth.
Rumble...
Everyone saw the Tower of Death, its aura overwhelming.
Just looking at it made the mind feel like it would snap.
Fang Yi explained,
"That's the tower for high-level players—it connects to corrupted worlds."
Using the world's Core,
the Tower of Death was constructed as a gateway to the corruption beyond.
It was like the Infinity Castle in the Demon Slayer world,
where Nakime could shift space by plucking her biwa.
The tower's internal structure mirrored corrupted worlds,
stacking monster zones from weakest at the base to strongest at the top.
Players had only one mission—
Climb the Tower of Death and conquer the corrupted worlds.
Fang Yi looked up, his gaze piercing the world's barrier and landing on the Zombie World.
Just in time to see the Corpse Flood Dragon slain beneath the underground palace.
[World Boss: Corpse Flood Dragon Slain!]
Contribution Rankings:
Team Anya [15.9]: 2,000,000 contribution points, Nation Creation Token x1, Corpse Flood Dragon Core x1Justice Prevails Squad [13.1]: 1,800,000 contribution points, Nation Token Fragments x3, Corpse Flood Dragon Hide (5x5) x1Will of Fire Squad [9.3]: 1,500,000 contribution points, Game Village Voucher x1, Corpse Flood Dragon Meat (50 lbs) x1
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"Players are insane!"
Afu sensed the Zombie World's collapse and gasped.
"I thought it'd take at least half a month to kill that thing. They did it in three days?!"
"Red and blue potions nonstop, sheer numbers,
even paid Lightning Warlock Shijian to join the fight from the Navy Alliance…"
The strategies were endless.
The Corpse Flood Dragon died an honorable death.
Fang Yi smiled at the excited players and issued the next mission:
[Zombie World Conquered—World Quest Updated!]
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