Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.2: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 2
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3843: Medicinal Gardens in the Skyscraping World
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 354: The Correct Day
Romie, Constantinope.
The white-haired Constantin XI listened to the report from his envoy before sighing, “Is there no way to salvage the situation?”
The Romain Empire used to span from the northern forests to the southern deserts. They had been a true powerhouse that no one dared to trifle with.
But by the time the crown fell into his hands, it was already an utter shitshow.
Many years of decline had dried up their national treasury, making them weaker than ever. Without sufficient resources to support their soldiers, their military naturally became weak too.
And it didn’t help that they were surrounded by powerful enemies.
Their territory used to be so vast that it would take half a year to travel from one end to the other, but all that was left of their empire now was its capital. It was no different from a head without its body.
Their population only numbered 100,000, and no more than 5000 of them were able to fight on the battlefield. Heck, they couldn’t even provide enough food for their people; they were highly reliant on overseas shipping.
They had only been able to hold their ground thus far thanks to the towering city walls left behind by their ancestors. The future of the empire looked as dull as the purple robe Augustus had worn.
The Ottomains had already encircled Constantinope. From time to time, their soldiers would even plunder their suburbs.
Constantin XI didn’t think that he was an incompetent ruler. He had never indulged himself since taking over the throne. Instead, he diligently governed over what was left of the Eastern Romain Empire.
Unfortunately, it was too late to stop the empire’s spiral into decline. No matter how he struggled, the situation never improved.
And it looked like the end was finally upon him.
After Sultana Momoana inherited the Ottomain’s crown, she first cruelly murdered all her siblings before stabilizing the surrounding countries. Then, she turned her eyes toward Constantinope.
With her soldiers and navy, she completely locked off the remnants of the Eastern Romain Empir
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