🗺️ Challenges

We can't stand these filthy Nothingners anymore, Milord. Let's show them nothing beats progress. I mean, the other way around!

Root messy but root good! Root grow strong root crush enemy!!! >:|

We sleep in their tents tomorrow the world will hush banners become rags.

They are trying to take Beacon Valley from us, but they don't stand a chance. It is time for payback!

Tick. Tock. We can't buy any more time. The kingdom of Time must succeed NOW.

King of Blood wants our precious money, your highness. Well, I say we take their blood!

The rebels want blood, Your Unholiness. Let's make them choke on theirs! Khehehehe.

It seems that all kings want to kill us. Too bad for them we lo-ve dying! KehehehHeheheheHehhe.

Raise boar right. Love boar. Boar love you back!!! >:,)

Ah, don't you love the reek of fresh powder and meat in the air? Our dead soldiers smell a-ma-zing. Khehehehe.

Milord, we're spending more than we're making. We gotta do something about it or those greedy bastards will desert us.

We sure screwed this year's projections, your Highness. We'll have to survive with empty pockets. Oops.

We march without rest no walls, no homes, only will our troops build the way.

EARTHQUAKE... CRUMBLED... EMPIRE. NOW... WE... DIG... OUR... WAY... OUT.

Tick. Tock. Money can buy much. But it can't buy time. And it's time for payback.

Milord, the Rainbow army brings banners of every hue. Let’s teach them what gray can do.

It seems like we're running out of estates, Your Evilness. Anyhow! I'm sure our mighty Pagoda will take care of intruders, kheheheeh.

Bugs! Weeds! Beasts! Please tear this filthy forest down and build another mall, Milord.

Elf nice. Elf care trees. Only elf must live. I decree! >:|

They're setting fire to our cabbages again, Milord. We shall turn them into fertilizer for our crops!

We are weak, but they are... obtuse. Shall we show them the might behind the magic, Your Grace?

We are surrounded. No Greed vassal in sight. Good thing you always bring your treasure chest with you, your grace!

The King of Stone wants to take our treasured Blacksmiths, my liege. If that's what he wants... let's give him our steel!

It's official, Milord: progress knows no boundaries anymore. Progress shall come at any cost!

BUILDING... BRINGS... GOOD FORTUNE. WE BUILD MORE. WE REAP... MORE.

We're out of troops, Your Grace. But gladly the giants from the north know the right side to stand. Let them come, I say.

Gotta get ahead of the game, boss. And the game is GOATS. That's where the money is.

The Great Library is under attack. It is time to show those addlepated fools all this reading wasn't for naught.

We can't afford rebels in our kingdom, your highness. Let's make them pay!

It seems that all of the 9 kingdoms are mad at us, my liege. Maybe we shouldn't have cut on the diplomacy budget.

Hunting boars for sport has been our thing for centuries! The King of Nature doesn't seem too happy about it though.

Imps here, Imps there, Imps everywhere! Don't you love us, oh, wicked ruler?

Spellbooks! Blind vassals! Filthy enemies! Shall we have some fun, Milord?

Turns out microplastics really were bad for you and now our population can't procreate. Who cares. Let's use the enemy!

Ah, the smell of trash in the morning. Don't you love it, milord? Sadly we might have to clean it up to make room for actual people.

This is it. The grand finale. The last breath of our empire. I say TICK. You say TOCK!

IT'S... A TRAP. GOOD THING... IT'S OUR TRAP.

Ha-he-ha. Pretty mushroom. Make me King of Feel Funny. >:)

Nature rebellion grow strong but nature rebellion silly. Nature rebellion DIE. >:|

All king angry? Nature king ANGRIER >:(((((

Your Evilness, deaths are at an all-time high. But there are also bad news: some filthy kings want take our land!

Rebellion is vain. We will stomp their thinned ranks — bones break beneath hooves.

They all stand as foes bad luck to each of their souls we crush every one.

Those vacuous savages from the north are at the gates. It is time we educate them, Milord.

My liege, the Nothing rebellion is out there saying they fight for "something". Let's put a stop to this nonsense.

Your highness, all kings are at the gates. Whatever we did to piss them off, I had nothing to do with it.

The land gives us none yet something in us still grows from what we still have.

We don't care what we're getting. As long as we're getting more. Progress demands MOAR!

Green... good. Progress... bad. Stop ugly funny machine NOW! >:(((

Progress rebels, Milord. They wouldn’t know real progress if it bit them. Let’s show those posers.

Those shortsighted bastards are at the gates. Let's show them what peak humankind feels like!

Rainbow so cool! But must choose one rainbow to survive. Other rainbow go bye bye. :(

WE... MOVE... LAND. WE... FIX... WORLD. WE BUILD... EMPIRE.

Nothing can grow in these barren lands, Milord. Yet, Nothing must be enough!

Riots at our call we tear banners, take all loot they all shall bow down.

Disorder has taken this town, Milord. But with a bit of magic we can wipe the mud-brained of our kingdom.

Ugh, look at the Kingdom of Nature! Such abundance of life. Such selfless whimsy. It’s disgusting. Let’s paint their green asses red, khehehehe.

The enemy is buffer than we thought, my liege. The royal guard is strong but we don't know how long we can hold off!

Flames feed where we fall, ashes bloom beneath our wings — dragons live through ruin.

Tick. Tock. The enemies are taking over. But it's never too late for Time.

Only miracle can save us, my leader — move toward the blessed lands.

Your Malignance, the ritual stands on the brink! The demons shall rise, and every other stupid king shall fall, khehehehe.

If we can't beat them, let's buy them. Only gold conquers all, Milord!

NO... FLESH... ONLY... STONE... WILL... PREVAIL.

We need fresh canon fodder! Luckily your vassals are happy to bleed for your Manglers! Including me! Just... not today, ok? Khehehehe.

Slime cute. Slime friend. Slime grow and crush not friend!!! >:)

Your highness, the dim-witted rebellion has grown stronger. Time to show them royalty cannot be conjured.

Simple-minded scoundrel, I say. They all march toward our gates... Straight into a lesson on your brilliance, Milord.

Our mighty Spires can heal our troops all night, Milord. But... how many nights are we talking about again?

STONE REBELLION... CAN'T MOVE MOUNTAINS. ONLY THE STONE CROWN... LASTS... FOREVER.

ALL... AGAINST... STONE. WE... CRUSH... AIR... BREATHING... FOOLS.

Tick. Tock. This land is ours to shape to our will, Your Grace. Keeping it ours will be the hard part. Tick. Tock.

THE WALL... IS GREAT. THE WALL... ENDURES IT ALL.

Tick. Tock. The rebellion of Time has got to be stopped!

BOOONG! The clock is ticking. BOOONG! They're all coming. BOOONG! But our troops will show up on time!

Tick. Tock. We bend time. As we wish.

Tick. Tock. With the Golem's might and our endless wisdom, nothing will stop Time, Your Grace!

There was an issue in the supply chain and it seems that Defenders is all this kingdom is getting today. Well, let's defend, Milord!

THE MORE STONE... THE MORE POWER. TREBUCHETS... WILL... TEACH NOMADS.

Unite into one only then, as one, we crush the skulls of all kings.

Thesis question: can rats destroy humankind and achieve total world domination? (This is gonna be so fun)