Aftering raising a volcano and refining it into a three hundred mile ring of mountains protecting thirty islands. It took a week to turn it all into a tropical paradise with terriforming restrictions going full bore. When all the steam finally disappeared to show the world what I had created. The shit hit the fan as nations of the world was simply stunned when underworld corporation announce it's new headquarters and sovereign territory. Then post a no fly zone over my entire air space, then posted the reason on the headquarters web sitethat the island was defended by automated defenses.

Apparently some person does not read and sent a spy plane to over fly my island. It was promptly shot down as a coherent light beam shot out from the nearest white tower and split the plane in half as it entered underworld no fly air space. Of course it caused the the orkian madman who can't read to throw his usual tantrum for shooting down his plane. My reply stun the world "I posted the reason for the no fly zone in underworld corporate web site because of automated anti air defenses. Not my fault you can not read. Now it is my turn." Then cut the broadcast like I can't be trouble by such nonsense and launch three missiles.

Orkian media soon began laughing as all three missiles headed east saying I can't aim properly. The whole world watch as the three missile flew around south america and enter the atlantic ocean. Then proceeded through the straight of gibraltar, swing around Sicily, then Crete and finally though the Boshorus. As they enter the black sea, the cruise missiles split up as russian missile barrage attempt to shoot them down.

The mach ten thunderbolt cruise missiles evade the incoming intercepters with eases as they switch to invisibilty and stealth mode. The central missile hit crymea with nine warheads, plus the nose cone and booster allows me to take out eleven targets. So I hit an airfield and took out six planes, a munition depot, a fuel depot, and four of their useless air defenses.

The east bound thunderbolt took out the crimean bridge by destroy four support columns for the railroad and five points where two road sections are connected. With pin point accuracy, why destroy one section when I can send two section of railway or roadways into the sea. The weaker nose cone damage a rail support while the booster slammed into rail support a hundred meters from the russian coast in a spectacular ball of fire. Causing the adjacent road to collapse into the sea to shock the world.

The northbound thunderbolt cruise into ukaine and run above the russian frontlines. Under intense anti air fire, the thunderbolt weave it way above the frontline in a dance of death. Dodging missile and flak, instead of nine warheads, this one was equip with two pairs of micro launchers. With a three second fire rate, four micro missile rain down on russian armor and artillery.

To add insult to injury, I order the third thunderbolt to double back before reaching russian soil. It went over the entire russian frontlines once more, but ten miles deeper than the first run. The devastation cause by this one thunderbolt shocked the world. For the first time, the world understood just how powerful my magic ammo inscription was. Well, I kind of cheated a little by using an invisibilty restriction on the thunderbolt. It only lasted two seconds with a three second cool down. But with it's hypersonic maneuverability, it made the cruise missile to jump around and appear and disappear making it impossible for anti air units to lock on.

Then showed a satalite feed of the heavy damage thunderbolt, it had suffered what should be several kill hits was happily dodging anti air munition while dispensing micro missile mayheim. The left tail was just gone along with part of the engine exhaust and a large hole on it right side. It was finally shot down a minute into it's third run. The devastation my attack left the world stunned, with a madman foaming a tantrum for the world to see.

I promptly send a request for a hundred former f-sixteen pilots to become a volunteer airforce. They will be flying underworld corporate redesigned f-sixteen airplane. Term of service is three months, with hazard pay and kill bonus, and a one hundred k life insurance as a bonus. Then posted the Specter, a black aircraft that had little resemblance of the f-sixteens that they were base after. Until the cockpit was shown, it was definitely a heavily modified f-sixteen cockpit. The stats stunned anyone who knew the aircraft, across the board improvements as much as thirty percent in some cases.

Russian media jump on it with vengence stating the impossible numbers, especially its standard armaments being fives times what an f-sixteen maximum carry load. Until I posted a zoom image of the Specter discription stating the use of void containers for each hardpoint. Then a new image from underworld library which show void containers is a miniature subspace design to hold items like a magic bag of holding.

When the pilots arrived and saw just how small the Specter was, they were a bit surprise until they got in and flew them with no problem. They found out the listed stats were correct and found the fighter craft a pleasure to fly. Mainly because the protective barrier also remove wind resistance and g-forces, and turning into a video game. Within a week they has easily mastered flying the Specters so I contacted Ukaine and ask for a meeting with Zelensky during his visit to britain.

Long story short, I arrive with the idea of forming a military alliance so I can join in the counter offensive. Of course, various ambassadors jump on my idea saying it is a proxy war and I should not get involved. I was angry, as I feel I was involved from day one when my friend and his family died from a stray missile. I had spend three months seeking revenge until my people ask me to return. So I walked over to Zelensky and offer him a proxy military alliance and a proxy army, Zelensky smiled and shook my hand in agreement. The shocked expressions of ambassadors was evident, my way of doing things was just too shocking.

With a handshake agreement, I informed Zelensky I will send the new underworld mercenary air wing of fifty Specters and one hundred pilots to support the counter offensive. I gave a picture of the pitch black aircraft with ukrainian flag painted on both sides to help against friendly fire. I also requested construction of base foundation for a trade city northeast of Keiv and east of Odessa. Even handing over papers indicating my choosen contruction sites. I watch everyones eyes lit up upon my mentioning of two trade towers, but I can see Zelensky's overwhelming happy grin. To avoid the fallout from the ambassadors, I simply saluted Zelensky and teleported away, freeing myself of having to explain my actions.

The madman then launch sixteen ballistic missile at me three days later, appearantly voicing his displeasure about my support with the most childish response. With divining magic, I see they are non nuclear and order them disable. As soon as they came within line of sight, sixteen short beams of invisible light pierce though their boosters. Causing flames to vent in violent splurt that cause the missiles to corkscrew into the sea. Since I had satalite record it all and then post it for the world to see and pop in live with laughter, then offer "Orkian missile tech is so bad. Since I was attacked, I hearby officially announce a declaration of war against the russian federation and now return fire. I'll show you want real missile tech is like." I do my usual cut off broadcasting live and launch forty eight missiles as return fire. If you attack me, I return it three fold was listed in underworld corporation web site.

This time, I aim for their east coast and completely sink their pacific fleet and caught a few of their submarines. With so many of their naval ships, airfields and other bases going offline from four hundred thirty two warheads striking individual targets. The madman finally glad to make use of his recent nuclear saber rattling order a nuke strike, three missile took off from the closet silos. The world went bonkers as new flash that russans had finally launched nukes. However, most people set their attention in ukraine only to realize the launch came from south eastern russia.

It was short lived, as my defensive satalites in orbit targeted and disables the missiles. The east most icbm sudden began drifting eastwards as if it could not get enough thrust. Then the west most icbm began corkskrewing westwards to the shock of the satalite viewers. Those watch with military radars peeled their eye on the central icbm and notice the missile seems to hover at the ten thousand mark and wonder why. Those who were watching the live satalite feed saw the icbm's booster cut on and off a half dozen times before going out all together and fall back to the earth in a nose dive.

The fifth nuclear detonation shook the world landing just shy of china. The russians had plan to launch six icbms, but three of the silos had hatches that partially opened. Thanks to defense satalites melting the hinges. So when the first two detonated, it cause two of these ready to launch to follow suit. Condemation for launching nukes and laughter at poor russian rocket science filled the air. The sixth nuke was a dud, half cram out of it's silo hatchway.

But then the world cried foul as I launch nineteen more missiles. The world watch as the ten missile arrive at the fifth nuclear site it lit up with what appears to be nuclear explosions. A whole lot of nation began condeming me for escalating a nuclear conflict. Though many wonder why I was attack the two nuked locations and wisely keep their mouth shut.

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I simply post underworld corporation website, in which I zoom in under the title which read 'A non nuclear armed sovereign nation.'

Then promptly reduce the condeming nations trade relations to two points. Since they all started with three points, then the complaints rolled in as products and services increase by ten percent. The rest of the world sigh in relief that they did not jump on the condemation wagon. I had already sent japan I was sending anti radiation cleansing missiles in hope of protecting them from the radioactive cloud. Glad they took it to heart and did not jump on that wagon, after all, japan is my favorite vacation spot.

Then I posted under services, for ten million a pop the Anti Radiation Cleansing missile. It's definition read 'Used to clean up nuclear fallout. It causes a chain reaction that cause radiactive particles to burn out instantly causing flash of light. Reduce effectiveness against ground radiation.' The world blink once, maybe twice as people began asking if such a tech existed. But Japan launches three drones outfitted with radiation detectors and the world waited as the drones approach the radioactive clouds.

Another group of people watch stunned as my famous thirty delta daggers took off. Their daily runs to the moon for the past two months had shocked the space industry. Four hours earlier than than their daily scheduled launch time. They flew into orbit and began disabling orkian satalites with a tethered a electro dart that impales the satalites to short circuit them. The disabled satalites were then hauled into the delta daggers cargo holds. With hundreds of satalites recording the obvious theft of all russian satalites soon shocked the world, my response to a nuclear attack was to cripple the russian eyes in the sky was truely an oppressive move on my part.

I prompty list for sale refurbished civilian and military satalites for pre-sales event took off like a rocket reaching for outer space. The prices were half price, the sales pitch was 'pieces of junk not worth the orkian price tag.' Sold them all under an hour as many nations in need of satalites jumped on the cheap offer.

The madman in russia began a new rant of me nuking him and stealing his satalites after I posted plunder of war satallite sales. Next day confirmed that only a small percentage of radiation was detected in the clouds of fallout. Unfortuneately, ground radiation was only lowered by forty percent, I should be thanked, but the madman just does his own ranting.

Since I recieve no appreciation in helping to clean up his radiactive folly, it's my turn to attack. I sent all thirty delta dagger to the baltic sea with invisibility shields turned on. Each carried a teleportal gate and silently flew into Kaliningrad. I annex it within a hour as one antigrav tank division, two war skiff divisions and nine battalions of Scarab took up residence. The annexation shocked the world once more as many wonder if a corporation can annex land. But I simple post I was a soveign nation recognized by over thirty nations already. So the rest of world can only linger on is this real, while many others rejoice that Kaliningrad is no longer controlled by orkia.

Wide use of stunners allowed for the capture of nearly eighty percent of the orkian soldiers. Those that died were those hit by micro missiles taking out their vehicles and aircraft. I quickly made a deal with ukraine, if they take in all prisoners of war off my hands, I would build a underworld tower in east of Odessa. They happily accept the task, as well as taking in over the thousands russians who did not swear blood oath to me. I clean out the prisons as well, release political prisoner, incinerated the killers and rapists, and empty the prisons of the remaining small time crimals and sent them along with the prisoners of war. Wearing prison clothes, the ukrainian soldiers lifted their eyebrows but took them in as promised.

Of course the madman in russia began refuting my annexation as being illegal. I just posted me giving him the finger, case closed in my book. After all, nato is not going to let him cross over to attack me. Nato even publicly announce it to be on happy trigger mode and dared the madman to enter nato territory. I posted special one day operation to liberate minority groups from orkish oppression. The world laughed as I was digging into to the orks ten day special operation of ukraine that is now going on it's second year.

The next day I sink three russian boomer headed for my island. I recover their payload of nuclear warheads, I did not salvaging shitty icbms and had the scarabs dig out the individual warheads. I made sure the scarabs record everything and made sure not to enter the submarines to respect the dead. So the droids cut open the silo hatches and dismember the icbms for the nuclear warheads.

I also did the same with the nuclear arsenal in Kaliningrad. Recorded everything, and posted the underworld corporation homepage, then zoomed under the title to see it change to 'A nuclear armed sovereign nation.' Then posted the recording and removal of all warheads. Even posted how all the nukes in Kaliningrad was removed though a teleportal gate and posted Kaliningrad no longer has any nukes to worry the european nations.

Then posted a western democratic government and laws that will now be in effect in Königsberg, the name the people voted for. Then posted, the inhabitants that decided to stay will receive second class underworld citizenship. Once the unwanted was deported, the new citizens of underworld where then informed that there will be no taxes and only a ten percent wages will be deducted to aid in civil services in the region they live in.

The world watch dumbfounded as pitch black wardrones called scarabs tore down walls and bunkers, remove minefields, etc. The scarabs are unique in using anti gravity crystals to offset ninty percent of it weight and using four legs for movement. It can divert power to the anti gravity control restriction to reduce it's weight by under a ton, which it can deploy retractable wheels on each leg for road used. While on transport mode, it can reach one hundred and ten miles per hour on paved highways.

They can fold their legs forward and backward position, allowing for efficent storage space. For example, an civilian eighteen wheeler trailer with a proper dividing floor added can transport eighteen scarabs. Warskiff can carry two scarab carriers, for a total of thirty six scarabs. A warskiff command carrier can transports two squads enforcers, each supported by a unit of medical droids. There is a warskiff infantry transport version that can seat forty soldiers comfortably.

The scarabs four legs make it quite maneuverable off road, besides the instinctive movement of a phantom wolf. It even programed with a more open crab slash spider movement for rough terrain. Only two meter tall, that can duck down to a meter in height, the scarab is part of underworld corporation security forces. Form of teams of three, with two having medium range package and one with long range support and command function.

Created from black plasmetal and equiped magic ammo and a protective barrier, the scarab was refined from two decades of improvements inside my subspace. It has gone though a dozen model upgrades. With war puppet techniques, soul controlling techiques, armor and weapon enchantments supported by restrictions and arrays. Basically the main body is hovering due to the anti gravity crystal, with the armored four legs anchoring it down to the ground. Making the scarab and extremely agile and maneverable unit. Combine with a cold aura restriction that extends a meter length away, scarabs moving at night becomes invisible to thermal detection.

With underworld corporation cleaning up Kaliningrad and making it a safe place for children to run around and explore their little nation had simply stunned the world. Most believe it was fabricated story telling typical of attention news. But when thirty nations quickly acknowledge the annexation, the world was again shocked at sudden event. I even made a visit, and using a recycling restriction, removed a whole lot of military building and airfields. With a terriforming restriction, I made enough fertile fields to feed twice the population. I also recycle the trash and remove any pollution by teleporting the toxic stuff near the sun to be incinerated.

With internet polling of my new citizens, I promptly renamed my new territory Königsberg with their blessings. While the rest of the world celebrated the return of the name, the madman of orkia ranting endlessly about my illegal annexation. Since he has to cross nato territory to get to me new territory, I ignore him and posted fifteen year youngster led special operation is greater than sixty plus oldster led special operation to finally shut him up.

I gave the recycled material for the civil services to use or sell. Divided Königsberg into nine regions, order them to vote for a mayor and a senator. Then made the nine senators form a ruling senate. After donating one hundred billion to the national treasury, I withdrew my antigrav tanks and warskiffs. Eventually ending up with one motorized division of volunteers and nine divisions of scarabs for Königsberg security.

My new citizens celebrated for weeks with cries of no taxes and governance by themselves. The only goal I gave the new senate was to become democratic and capitalistic. Which they happily embraced despite a certain madman ranting of taking back what is his. With a couple hundred thousand nato troops running interferance, my new citizens followed my example and just made flip him off vids and continue with their celebration. After all, from the teleportal gates came in goods from around the world making them all drool at goods they never expected to see in their lifetimes. Cheap too, since I dump thirty grand into each of my new citizens account so they can upgrade their lives with some guilty pleasures.

I also ask them to tear down and replace old non historic buildings with modern ones or make into parks. I also built an underground power plant running thirty magic turbines. Producing twice the energy needs with zero pollution. Actually every underworld tower is powered by a single magic turbine, of which the city it resides often purchase excess energy from my towers. On that note, I decided to build three foundations and teleport three towers to ensure my new citizens have underworld network access. My new foreign neighbors were delighted in having access too, despite the weak reception they were getting.

Of course they were one of the first to accept my annexation as a new world power. So I reward the first nine nations to accept underworld corporation as a new nation with a tower and a increase in trade rating by one. By now I had a ton of talent that had sworn their loyalty and living in my subspace as new citizens. Many which were old men and women, now with newly restored bodies and finding themselves fit. After a period of enjoying their new life thanks to underworld magical medical tech. They all threw themselves at the various projects I had working on in my tenth floor military grade workshop hangers.