All Chapters of I Destroy the Empire: Chapter 51
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Chapter 51: Martial Law 2
The announcement came sudden, putting everyone in an immediate state of panic.Ladies fainted. Men gripped their swords."Our intelligence confirms," Theron continued, his voice steady, "that she was taken by the terrorist organization known as the Shadows. She is being held in the Common Lands."Pyralis, standing near a pillar, felt a chill go down his spine. ‘A lie. A perfect lie. He knows she's not with us. He's using her absence to paint a target.’"The King is incapacitated," Theron announced. "And Prince Valerius has granted me emergency authority."He pulled a scroll from his belt. It was sealed with black wax."Effective immediately, I am invoking the Crown Defence Protocol."The room erupted."The Protocol?" a Baron shouted. "That's... that's martial law 2! That's total war!""That suspends the Charter!" another yelled."It dissolves the Orders!"Theron raised a hand. S
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Chapter 52: Tragic Stance
The hour of four in the morning felt not like time, but like weight.It was the moment when the world’s collective heartbeat slowed to a crawl, a heavy silence that pressed against the lungs of Veridia.Jinto Kyoran sat in the high-backed chair of his command tent, staring at a single bonsai tree he had brought with him from the Third Knight’s Citadel.His fingers, usually steady with the familiar warmth of a sake cup, were currently wrapped around the cold leather of his sword’s hilt.He had not taken a drink in twelve hours. The clarity was agonizing.It was a sharp, jagged thing that cut through the comforting fog of his usual existence, forcing him to see the world for exactly what it was: a slaughterhouse in the making.Outside, the air was thick with the smell of wet soot and the rhythmic, metallic tramping of boots.The Third Knights were ready. His men.The boys who had grown up in the alleys of the Common Lands, now being asked to march back into them to excise their own fami
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Chapter 53: The Watcher
The Third Knight archers let fly.Pyralis watched as the arrows hit the slime wall.Slimey didn’t move and just absorbed them. The arrows entered the fluid, slowed down by the viscosity, and then dissolved in seconds, the iron heads melting into hissing vapor.It was a terrifying display of defensive power.The Second Knight observers in the rear began taking notes, their quills scratching frantically."He's a monster!" a soldier cried out."He's a Savior!" another shouted from a nearby window.The crowd in the Common Lands was waking up.Doors were opening. Men in rags with stolen steel were stepping into the light.Pyralis looked back at the wall of slime. He saw Slimey's core—a small, dense nucleus—pulsing with effort.The creature was at its limit, holding back a literal army."Retreat!" Pyralis ordered his own men, the Shadows who had been waiting in the alleys. "Abandon the first ward! Fall back to the Fountain Square!"He looked at Jinto one last time.Jinto raised his sword, h
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Chapter 54: Escape on a Carriage
The interior of the wagon did not smell of freedom.It smelled of ancient, sun-baked wheat dust, the sour tang of damp cedar, and the suffocating proximity of a person who wished you were dead.Aelia Solara, known to the streets as Aris, the weary proprietor of a soup stall, sat in the darkness of the false bottom.Her back was pressed against the rough-hewn floorboards, her legs tucked beneath her in a meditative crouch that her muscles remembered even if her spirit tried to forget.In the lightless void of the compartment, her emerald eyes were useless, but her other senses were hyper-attuned.She felt every jolt of the iron-shod wheels against the uneven cobblestones, every rhythmic "clack-clack" of the horse’s hooves, and the shallow, ragged breathing of the girl sitting three inches across from her.Princess Isolde Valeriana was no longer a vision of silk and starlight.She was "Luna" now—a name Aelia had chosen becau
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Chapter 55: Ghostly Prayer
The tension could cut the maximum pressure of a thin shot of water."Get moving," the Knight finally spat. "Before I decide to impound the whole lot for the Crown."The wagon jerked forward.They moved through the gate.The temperature dropped instantly. The oppressive, stifling air of the city was replaced by the cold, biting wind of the open road.They were out.An hour later, the driver veered off the main road onto a merchant’s track that bypassed the primary checkpoints."You can come up now!" he called out.Aelia threw the latch and pushed the false floor open.She emerged first, her hair a tangled mess of red, her face streaked with dust.She scanned the horizon. To the north, the Capital was a black silhouette against the grey sky, smoke rising from the Common Lands like funeral pyres.She reached down and helped Isolde out.The Princess stood on the wagon bed, coughing and dusting off
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Chapter 56: The Obsidian Phalanx
The transition was not a roar, but a silence.On the rooftops of the Second Ward, Elara Vance crouched low, her fingers digging into the soot-stained shingles.Her heart, usually a steady, cynical rhythm, was drumming a frantic beat against her ribs.She was a creature of the periphery, a ghost that lived in the corners of other people’s lives, but today, the periphery was being erased.Below her, the Third Knights were retreating. They moved like men waking from a bad dream, their movements sluggish and shamed.Jinto Kyoran was gone, pulled back to the palace to face Theron’s icy judgment.In his place, a different kind of shadow was flooding the streets.The Second Knights did not march like men. They marched like machines."Obsidian," Elara whispered, the word feeling like ash in her mouth.They were known as the Black Phalanx.Five hundred men in black plate armour that seemed to drink the meagre m
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Chapter 57: The Mercy of Monsters
The smell of an apothecary filled the air.It was the scent of lavender to soothe the mind, sage to cleanse the air, and bitter roots to fortify the blood.But in the wine cellar of the Yunis Estate, the promise had been broken.Kaelen Yunis stood over a makeshift operating table—a heavy oak dining table dragged from the lodge above—and felt the precision of his world unravelling.The air was thick with the copper tang of blood, the sour stench of vomit, and the sharp, chemical bite of alchemical cauterants.It was the smell of a machine that had been pushed past its tolerances, grinding metal against metal until it caught fire."Scalpel," Kaelen said. His voice was a flat, dry rasp.A massive, grey-green hand, steady as a mountain, placed the silver tool into his palm."Scalpel," Brog rumbled, his voice a low vibration that seemed to settle the frantic air of the cellar.Kaelen didn't look up. He couldn't.Last Updated : 2025-12-31Read more
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Chapter 58: I am the Stone
The world above was white, magnesium-scorched and loud. The world below was black, sulphur-stinking and silent.Bo Ironside walked with her head bowed, her massive shoulders grazing the slimy, curved ceiling of the Primary Arterial—the largest of the Sunken Serpent’s many veins. Every step she took in the muck was a deliberate act of will.The mud was thick, a cocktail of rainwater, industrial runoff, and the ancient rot of a city that had spent centuries hiding its waste.It pulled at her boots like the hands of the dead.In the darkness, the only light came from the sickly, pulsating green glow of Slimey, who was currently flattened against the ceiling ahead of them, acting as a living lantern.Behind Bo, the line of survivors stretched back into the gloom.Kaelen was there, his white coat now a tattered, crimson rag, helping a limping Lyra. Elara lay unconscious on a stretcher carried by two former ironworkers.And behind them, the orphans—sixty children whose eyes were wide with a
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Chapter 59: Bone Marrow Cancer
The Zweihänder whistled through the air. In the narrow space, there was no room for a full follow-through, so Bo used the weight.She didn't slash; she crushed.CRUNCH.The lead Knight’s buckler couldn’t block the blow, so it shattered like glass.The force of the iron slab sent him flying backward into the water, his chest plate caved in like a tin can.The other three split. Two went low, aiming for her hamstrings.One went high, leaping off a pipe to drive his blade into her neck.Bo didn't dodge. She didn't have the space.She shifted her weight. ‘The Mountain's Pivot.’She caught the jumping Knight in her left hand, her fingers crushing his gauntlet.She slammed him into the ceiling with a sickening thud and then used his body as a club to sweep the two below her.CLANG. SNAP.One Knight went down with a broken arm. The other manag
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Chapter 60: The Cage of Fear
The Sunken Serpent was not a place of silence.It was a place of rhythmic, wet echoes.The drip of condensation from a rusted pipe sounded like a ticking clock. The rush of distant water sounded like the breathing of a titanic creature. And the soft, squelching slide of Slimey’s body against the stone was the sound of the predator moving through the tall grass.Pyralis Cinderfall crouched in the shadows of a junction box, three levels beneath the Fourth Ward.He was no longer the silver-haired "King in the South" who stood atop burning wagons.He was a creature of the dark, his tattered coat stained with the grey muck of the foundations, his amber eyes reflecting the dim, bio-luminescent glow of the slime at his side.Two weeks.Two weeks of living in the damp.Two weeks of the copper taste of processed air.Two weeks of hearing the Second Knights' boots thumping on the cobblestones above their heads like the foots
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