Resurrection Empire

Chapter 1718: Chapter 674: Ivan’s Strange Encounter

As the dance concluded, next naturally was Duke Ivan’s reserved program.

He rubbed his hands, stood up from the sofa, and shed his loose clothing, revealing a lean and muscular upper body.

Although he focused on indulgence, he did not overlook the importance of health, always utilizing equipment to help build his physique each time he awoke. This was not a troublesome task; he simply had to lie comfortably on the equipment while sleeping, naturally using microcurrent stimulation during his dreams to precisely train every muscle fiber.

So, at this moment, his physique seemed quite standard.

Ivan gestured, signaling for the witches to come over.

The witches cautiously stepped forward, but just as they took one step, Ivan’s expression changed, sternly saying, "I’ve seen your sacrificial rituals when you ruled the Witch Star. When you presided over the rituals, others crawled prostrate over the sacrificial pool and then licked your toes to show their devotion. So, you should do the same."

The witches were not surprised and obediently lay down.

Ivan: "You are merely the lowest-level barons, while I am the chosen duke. Do you think you are the same as me?"

On hearing this, the witches lay even lower, their chins touching the ground, barely raising their heads to look at the man in front.

Duke Ivan nodded in satisfaction, slightly wiggling his finger.

The witches noticed the distance between them and Ivan was increasing.

This was because the ground was moving.

About thirty seconds later, the distance between the witches and Ivan reached fifty meters, not more, not less, just right.

Then, the ground began to sprout densely packed small blades, like a field of grass.

These blades were not long, only five centimeters, but their surfaces gleamed coldly and were filled with barbs.

Without a doubt, crawling through here would skin them alive, leaving them bloodied.

Ivan raised his hand again, extending three fingers, "Three minutes. Whoever can maintain the current prostrate position and crawl to me within three minutes will live. The first to reach me can become a Viscount. Those arriving afterward can become Hereditary Viscounts. Anyone failing to arrive on time will face severe punishment. Timing starts now."

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Watching the bloody scene before him, Ivan Romanov shivered all over, then let out a satisfied moan.

He recalled the angry accusation made by a witch just minutes ago.

This woman, enduring pain, covered in blood, yet trying every means to please him in despair, pointed at him in anger, accusing him of breaking promises, calling him a disgraceful liar.

He only smiled triumphantly and asked in return, "Didn’t you also promise your followers protection back then? But ultimately you discarded them like worn-out shoes. Now I’m only letting you feel this taste as well, so how is it?"

And then there was no more; his personal quirks found maximum satisfaction as she slowly fell silent.

Ivan Romanov glanced at the time, nodding slightly, realizing it was nearly time for cryogenic sleep again.

He turned around, returned to the room, and lay down quietly.

Before pressing the cryogenic sleep activation switch, he wore a smile full of anticipation, occasionally chuckling to himself.

That was because he was calculating time in his mind.

There were only a few decades left until the Cold-blooded Marshal’s cloning plan was completed.

The longing he had held for so long was finally about to be fulfilled.

Although with Ivan Romanov’s current status, a mere marquis woman might not be anything significant. But Marquis Zhenjiang Jin Shi was different. Her being only a Marquis wasn’t due to her lack of ability or merit, but because she came from a fallen zone and never received the highest degree of trust. Otherwise, with her merits in the Three Domains war, Jin Shi would have long become a Duke.

So Ivan had been eagerly anticipating this.

He started to fantasize, his body shaking as if shivering.

But he quickly collected himself, deciding to hurry into slumber.

He needed to preserve some lifespan to comfortably deal with Jin Shi when the time came.

He had to enjoy it thoroughly.

Click.

Ivan pressed the cryogenic sleep activation switch, then closed his eyes, waiting for the freezing fluid to seep from the small holes around him.

But after waiting for about tens of seconds, nothing happened. Not only did the temperature inside the Frozen Storage not drop, it even began to slowly rise.

Not believing it, he pressed the switch several more times.