Belief In The Kingdom of God

When Hetus was thirty years old, Heratou's national power reached a peak in his hands.

He not only annexed a country, but also used various means to occupy more territory and people.

Under his leadership, one by one, the natives of the wild people were conquered by him, and even the native kingdoms established by the wild people were all annexed by him.

A large number of slaves and land brought about the gradual strength of the country. When Heratus was thirty years old, a large number of warriors hovered on his land, bringing him rich taxes and loot.

The law has initially taken shape, and Heratou is deeply loved by the people in China and regards him as the only king.

On the other hand, he organized some of the strong slaves into an army and promised them that as long as they made the contribution, he would give them free identity and land, and allowed them to redeem their families. A large number of cheap slaves were organized into an army, although the combat effectiveness is not as good as the strong army composed of professional fighters, it is definitely elite.

Under various means, Hertus’s governance of his own country is definitely a remarkable achievement compared with the surrounding countries that have fallen into war and famine.

When he was thirty years old, he once again set his sights abroad, and a battle began again.

During a rebellion in the leading country, he seized the opportunity and severely damaged the opponent's domestic power in one fell swoop, destroying the country in just a few months.

The tiger opened its fangs. This kind of deterrence naturally greatly stunned the surroundings, making him and the others too vigilant at the same time, fearing that Hetus would place their next target on them.

In this fear, they instinctively want to unite in order to gain a sense of security.

Hutus did not give them a chance.

He led his army all the way forward, and in a short period of time, he smashed the army sent by a big country in front of him, making his prestige resound on this land.

Soon, there was another battle in the chaotic wasteland, and all the small countries that existed in the cracks were annexed by Heratou, whose behavior shocked the entire wasteland.

Then there was another chaotic war. Several big countries felt the crisis and began to unite to attack Heratou, burning the flames of war on this land.

Blood and fire splattered, and after a long time, the originally chaotic wasteland was finally calmed down by one person.

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"Long live King Hertus!"

A burst of cheers resounding across the earth resounded here, and there was a faint vibration.

In this place, Hetus stood on the newly built altar, looking down at the people below.

At this time, he was over forty years old, and years had left traces on his face, as well as scars on his body.

His face is handsome, still with the firmness and decisiveness of his youth, even if he is more than 40 years old at this time, but still does not change his charm and that kind of majestic appearance, which is heartbreaking.

"It's been more than 20 years..." Hertus looked at the earth in front of him, and his people cheered.

In this world, at the age of forty is almost an old age. In the past two decades, the battle that has been almost never stopped has also made him feel haggard.

He has always liked to command himself, and even charged for many times when the war was in a dangerous situation to boost the morale of his fighters. Over the past twenty years, despite the endless glory and victory, it also brought countless hidden injuries. Coupled with his age, it is enough to make people feel a sense of sadness.

In fact, according to the calculation of a normal person, he would not be able to stand up long ago, but he is still tall and upright, and even handles a lot of government affairs every day, as in the past.

On both sides of the altar are the troops that accompanied him through countless battles, including former slaves, nobles and wild races, but this has long since become no longer important.

In fact, now, these troops accompanying the battle of Hutus will become the nobles and landlords of the new kingdom. The prolonged war brought them a lot of land and slaves, and every veteran was a landlord, enough to support a family.

On the other side of the altar, officials of the kingdom were standing there, crowding a teenager-sized boy in a Chinese suit in the center.

This is the child of Hertus and the only heir to the current kingdom.

According to normal speculation, King Hertus, who is now almost fifty years old, is undoubtedly entering his old age, and there is not much time left. When the prestigious King Hertus dies, his children will undoubtedly inherit his throne and become the new master of this huge kingdom.

Even Hertus himself thinks so, so he has high hopes for his children.

He turned and looked at the newly built altar, just as he did when he was eighteen years old when he became the throne.

After the long battle, the bright red blood stained Hertus' body, making him feel weaker and weaker.

This was a hidden injury caused by a long battle. At this time, his body began to age and broke out, making him feel more and more powerless, and it seemed that there was only the last distance from the final line.

"Great Lord of the World, please protect my soul."

He slowly raised his right hand, placed it on his left chest, and began to pray.

But he didn't know that in places he couldn't see, wisps of purple aura continued to condense, lingering on his body. At this time, as he grew older, not only did it not decrease, but instead accumulated faster.

At this time, with decades of warfare, the wasteland where Heratus is located has been completely unified by Hertos, and the remaining land is either not suitable for farming or the cost of conquering is too high to be worth the effort.

Under the primitive communication conditions of the ancient society, the territory that a country can effectively rule is actually limited. After reaching a limit, even if it expands, it will become bloated, the cost of governance will increase, and some governance will not even be possible. .

This wasteland at this time is like this. The wasteland is huge, and it hasn't been a few years since it was put down. The sources of the people in the country are complicated. Some come from other conquered countries, and some come from slaves and wild people. Naturally, these people can't be too harmonious, even if they don't cause too much threat under the suppression of Hertus, but they also come up with things from time to time to prevent the kingdom from being able to rule well.

This greatly increased the cost and energy required for ruling, and also allowed Hertus to take back his eyes from the outside world and put it in the country.

As time passed, Hertus began to age like an ordinary person.

His body is aging day by day, like a normal old man, but it is strange that he has not died, and he even has the energy to deal with affairs.

At the beginning, although the people were surprised, they didn't care. They only thought that their king had an ordinary longevity, and they didn't think it was any surprise.

But as time passed by, groups of people continued to age and died, but their king still existed. Although aging, there was no sign of dying of old age, which shocked countless people time and time again.

When Hetus was eighty years old, even his child, the former prince, was already fifty years old. He looked very old because he had been assisting his father with government affairs for a long time, which made his body too tired, and now he can hardly walk. On the way.

This is the real reaction of an ordinary person. In this world, due to the limitations of basic and medical conditions, it often leaves a lot of problems for the body after the system declines at the age of 30. The older the body, the weaker the body.

But Hutus still looks like that, even though he is very old, the age of eighty years is absolutely rare in this world, I can't say that it is unique, but it is definitely rare. What's more commendable is that even at the age of eighty, Hertus's aging body still has energy and can handle government affairs for a long time, almost not like an old man.

In the winter of this year, a heavy snow flies over the entire wasteland. The king of Heratus, 80-year-old Hertus, personally sent his child away.

He looked sad and looked at the body of his child, somewhat silent.

Strictly speaking, death at the age of fifty is definitely not an early death in this era. But compared to Hetus who is still alive, it naturally appears short-lived.

He forced his son to death, making Hertus look very haggard, but this is far from over.

Thirty years later, when Hetus was 110 years old, his grandson was also dead, and he was already more than 60 years old when he died. But Hutus was still alive, and although his appearance became more aging, the majesty became more and more intense, which made one dare not look directly at it.

The world began to marvel at the longevity of their king, believing that this was the longest-lived king in history, and was blessed by the Lord of the World.

"What the **** is the end of death?" In the palace, looking at the corpse of his grandson, feeling the rapid disappearance and passing of the soul within, the elderly Hertus muttered to himself.

There is no sadness on his face, but there is a trace of sadness and numbness in his heart.

Since he was a child, he has a talent that can sense the soul of life. As he ages, this talent has become stronger, and now it has reached a terrifying point.

But the long time numbs him. By now, the soldiers who had accompanied him in the battle have long since passed away. Even his sons and grandsons were also consumed by him and sent to the grave personally.

The passing of familiar people brought short-term sadness and long-term loneliness. By now, the people he used to know no longer exist, and he personally watched them leave.

With all this, his mind became calmer, or numb.

He witnessed the deaths one by one, and his strong induction gave him a unique talent, which allowed him to sense the deaths of people around him, and witnessed all of them personally.

The myth of King Hertus still continues.

Ten years, fifty years, one hundred years...

After more than two thousand years passed, Hertus still hadn't died. His kingdom multiplied on the original wasteland, built a prosperous country, and even conquered the surrounding mountains, rivers, seas and alien races, swallowing pieces of land.

And Hutus is called the undead king by his popular mythology.