Strongest Necromancer System Chapter 836: The Anger of The Bengari

Amidst global shifts in policy and a puzzling surge in gold acquisition by governments worldwide, coupled with news of the formation of the 'Chinese Guild' comprising China's top hundred superhumans and the expansion of the American-based Monarch Guild internationally, questions arise about the world's future. Is this a harbinger of great change, or a desperate attempt by leaders to avert an approaching cataclysm? Xi Jing of Beijing National TV reports on these unfolding events.

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The expansive world of Bengari, existing one hundred and two dimensions apart from Earth, boasts numerous flourishing cities divided by vast oceans and deserts. Its most significant hub is the Central City of Aliyah, functioning as the global capital and the seat of the mightiest Bengari warrior.

Aliyah, an island metropolis encircled by immense oceans, features a sprawling forest. The Bengari people have carved out settlements within this verdant landscape. At the island's heart lies the largest cleared area, dominated by a colossal stone castle—the residence of Bengari's ruler. Surrounding the castle, a bustling town thrives with numerous smaller structures and a vibrant marketplace.

Within the market, vendors offer an array of magical artifacts, jewelry, and sustenance. Soldiers, clad in attire signifying their rank and armed with spears and swords, patrol the area alongside more plainly dressed civilians. Bengari is a martial world where strength reigns supreme. Due to the superior physical and magical prowess evolved in its female populace compared to the males, female soldiers significantly outnumber their male counterparts. These female warriors often perceive the men as mere nuisances requiring constant vigilance, and even the few men who achieve soldier or gladiator status are relegated to second-class standing due to their lesser strength.

Despite this inherently unequal society marked by stark gender divisions, Bengari prospers. The world amassed considerable wealth through the conquest of other worlds during the Period of Lawlessness. This affluence enables extensive trade with neighboring worlds, fulfilling their needs. However, even with the Primordial Expanse now in a state of peace, the Bengari retain their warrior spirit. This enduring nature has led to the creation of numerous colosseums, known as the Blood Arenas, where Bengari citizens and warriors from across the stars engage in combat. These arenas have become exceptionally popular, ranking among the most profitable enterprises, and a constant stream of international warriors eager to test their mettle against the Bengari ensures a perpetual abundance of formidable opponents.

However, at this very moment, a sense of happiness or excitement was completely absent from the bustling towns and markets of Bengari. Instead, a storm of deep-seated anger and resentment permeated the land and its people. Though daily life continued within the city walls, everyone sensed a profound shift had recently occurred. The intense mana radiating from the grand stone castle at the city's heart was palpable to all! It was undeniable that only one woman could be the source of such potent pressure, and no one would dispute their understanding of their Queen's emotions! This marked not the first instance of Queen Diane being passed over by the Council of Nine and One for the position of Overlord! The initial oversight had been manageable, with the Bengari accepting it due to the formidable nature of the Machina world. But this time, not a single Bengari could stomach the disgrace of losing to a mere Rank II world! None of the Bengari had even encountered the name 'Earth' prior to this event. Earth had been absent during the Period of Lawlessness and was not a signatory to the peace pact that established the Primordial Treaty! Yet, inexplicably, the Council of Nine and One deemed Earth worthy of ruling over them!?

This decision was not merely an insult to the entire Bengari populace; it was a profound affront to their mighty Queen, who had already faced such a slight once before. Every Bengari had braced themselves, ready to march into battle the instant their Queen issued the command!

Within the imposing royal castle, the atmosphere was even more suffocating than the general populace's unease! An aura of fury and vexation seemed to envelop everyone residing within the castle's walls – from the stoic palace guards to the diligent servants, and even the members of the royal family! All harbored an intense rage in their hearts following the news of the recent Council meeting's outcome.

A man traversed the royal castle's hallway, his brow furrowed in deep contemplation. He possessed a robust physique, a handsome visage, and short, crimson hair. His emerald eyes were sharp and penetrating, and he was attired in the regal garments befitting the King Consort of Bengari. This man was known as Jamat, the husband of Queen Diane. As Jamat proceeded through the hall, numerous servants and guards offered him respectful bows, all of which he ignored as he made his way towards the Queen's private chambers.

"You fool! Leave! GET OUT OF HERE RIGHT NOW!"

Slam!

The sharp report of an object striking the wall within the inner chamber reverberated through the doorway. Jamat's eyes narrowed further as he pushed the grand door open and entered the room. A male servant hastily exited, his head cast down, and Jamat noted the evident bruise marring the man's face, eliciting a frown. Well, at least the servant wasn't dead this time! Yet, this situation was untenable. Jamat stepped fully into the chamber, surveying the extensive disarray within. The Queen's inner sanctum stood as one of the kingdom's most sumptuously decorated locales, adorned with numerous precious artifacts, paintings, and exquisite fabrics. The floor was paved with a magnificent black stone, and the ceiling bore a grand golden dragon sculpture. The chamber offered ample space, capable of accommodating over two hundred individuals, with a lavish bed situated on one side where the Queen reposed.