A thousand cloud cities were directly teleported by the Seraphim Arudiba to the barrier of the world of Erathia, and then, following the pull of gravity, they descended rapidly.
During the descent, intense friction between the atmosphere and the radiant shields of the cloud cities produced brilliant white flames. Muria, commanding the largest of the cloud cities and leading the other 999, didn't need to guess—he knew that this descent would undoubtedly shake the entire world of Erathia.
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"The three-day-long celestial phenomenon had barely ended, and now a thousand stars are falling from the sky! What on earth is happening in this world?"
In the capital of the Uranos Empire, a black-haired, golden-eyed princess gazed at the sky, her eyes filled with confusion. When she was born, she had been proud of her status, but the more she learned, the less pride she felt. After meeting that half-blood Titan, her pride vanished entirely.
Being a princess of one of the ten major empires of the main continent seemed like a prestigious title. Indeed, at birth, her status placed her above millions. But compared to certain beings, how was she any different from ordinary mortals?
For instance, now, as she watched the phenomenon of a thousand stars descending from the sky, she felt the same confusion as the lowliest of commoners. She longed to understand what was causing such a spectacle, but it was clearly beyond her reach.
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"So many beautiful stars!" In the Orlando Empire, a blue-haired girl gazed at the sky, her eyes reflecting the pure white stars that dimmed the rest of the night sky.
"Felicia, those aren't stars. Those are the cloud cities of the Seraphim family." A beautiful woman, who bore some resemblance to the Dragon Princess Felicia, appeared behind her. Her expression was solemn. She couldn't divine any information, or rather, she didn't dare to. She had a feeling that attempting to peer into the reason for the cloud cities' descent would result in her being utterly erased.
"Does it matter? To me, they are stars." The Dragon Princess Felicia said nonchalantly. As the most beloved youngest princess of the Orlando Empire's emperor, even if the sky were to fall, someone would catch it for her. She didn't need to think too much; she only needed to enjoy the spectacle.
"True, for you, they are just stars." The woman smiled, stroking her daughter's long hair, her eyes filled with love.
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In the kingdom of Lokman, on the continent of Noxia:
"Indira, look! So many stars appeared in the sky!" A blue-haired, red-eyed girl exclaimed in excitement, looking up at the sky.
"Hmm?" The massive nine-headed dragon form of Indira lifted its head toward the sky. She saw the thousand stars that illuminated the entire night sky, and suddenly, something clicked in her mind. She reverted from her ferocious, devouring form back to her original shape, one that bore some resemblance to Muria.
"What is that? Why do I sense such a familiar presence from it?"
"Pfft!" Just as the black-haired, golden-eyed girl was gazing at the sky, her opponent, the loli queen Remilia, seized the distraction and pierced her heart with the divine spear, Gungnir.
"I've won this fight, Indira!" Remilia cheered as her spear struck true. This was their daily routine—one battle a day, and the winner was whoever destroyed the other's heart first.
"Stop fooling around. I can feel Muria's presence up there. He's on the star closest to the ground."
"My brother?" The loli queen Remilia, who had been delighted by her victory, looked up at the sky, but she couldn't sense anything. In fact, she even felt a vague aversion to the stars above.
"That's right. I can sense him. That troublemaker Muria is up there, causing this commotion." At the edge of a heavily fortified arena, a winged white tiger stood up, gazing at the sky with a complex expression.
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"The Seraphim sure know how to make an entrance! A thousand cloud cities descending at once—what are they trying to do?"
In the depths of a glacier, a pair of enormous dragon eyes looked upward, watching the spectacle that turned the night sky into daylight, a thoughtful expression in them.
"Is it just for this? That doesn't seem right. They're only two youngsters. Is this kind of grandeur really necessary?"
The Dragon King lowered his head to look at the wedding invitation in his hand, deep in thought. When he first received the invitation, he had been somewhat surprised. Although it invited him to personally attend, he hadn't planned on doing so.
After all, what did it matter if it was the offspring of a Titan and a Dragon King? They were merely descendants. They didn't have the right to speak to him directly, and they certainly had no blood relation to him.
If they truly wanted him to attend in person, they would at least need to have the qualifications to stand as equals in conversation. So, he had initially planned to send one of his descendants to represent him at the wedding, to go through the motions. But now, he seemed to be reconsidering.
"Muria, a child of the Titans and dragons, and Mikaela, a ten-winged Seraphim—what an interesting pair! Is this wedding a sign of further alliance between the Titans and Seraphim? And it seems they want to bring the dragon race into it as well. If that's the case, I suppose I should go have a look."
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In the Pantheon, an uproar broke out. The phenomenon of a thousand stars falling was far too shocking, and the gods connected to the night, light, and stars were the first to notice.
As countless mortals witnessed the event, they interpreted it as a divine miracle and began praying to their gods for answers. This influx of prayers caused the faith energy of many gods to surge instantly, a phenomenon that even blind gods could sense. It was a worldwide event.
"What is the Seraphim family planning by bringing so many cloud cities into the main world?"
A sense of unease spread through the Pantheon once again. A thousand cloud cities was an overwhelming number, even for the gods. It was known that the Seraphim's cloud cities were on par with, if not superior to, the most advanced floating cities of human technology. In the world of Erathia, this represented a near-unassailable force.
If the gods wanted to deal with such a force, they would lose an unimaginable amount of power. Unless absolutely necessary, gods could only manifest power equivalent to a legendary peak in the main world. That was the price of being a world god—they gained power but lost an equal measure of freedom.
"Are the Seraphim planning to expand their territory in the main world? Isn't the vast Boundless Heaven enough for them?"
"A thousand cloud cities… Seraphim, what are you up to?" Even gods with formidable divine power were unsettled by the scale of this event. After all, these cloud cities weren't merely floating cities but war fortresses, built for both external and internal battles.
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As the thousand stars turned night into day, ordinary people, supernaturals, dragons, and even gods in the heavens were filled with awe and fear. No one knew what it all meant.
Did this signify a major shift in the world's balance? Was a new era about to begin? Was humanity's reign over the earth coming to an end?
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"What a grand display. It seems that when Muria's wedding comes, there will surely be Seraphim present. In that case, I'll have to attend too."
In a vast metallic continent, the Mechanical Emperor slightly turned his head, his gaze piercing through infinite space to the spectacle in Synapse's sky. His expression turned thoughtful.
"However, with such a show from the Seraphim, we Titans cannot be outdone. Should we send something over? Hmm, has Archimonde awakened? Let him handle it. After all, it's his grandson."
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"Father, are you going to Muria's wedding too? But you haven't fully recovered yet." Anseol stood in the wilderness, gazing at the awakening Lord of the Wild in front of him. As his eyes opened, powerful presences surged into the imperfect world.
"It doesn't matter if I haven't fully recovered. I'm attending a wedding, not a battle."
The Lord of the Wild, Archimonde, smiled as his body gradually recovered, the sound of rushing blood like a river roaring through his veins.
"How could I miss my grandson's wedding? When you go, take these dragons with you. Muria's wedding will be on a grand scale, and he'll need help keeping things in order."
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When Muria brought the cloud cities that illuminated the entire world back to the vicinity of Synapse, the entire floating island was in an uproar.
Although cloud cities were not a rare sight for the residents of Synapse, seeing so many of them at once was enough to stun them.
"Why did you bring back so many cloud cities?" Mikaela was the first to fly out, her surprise evident. Muria had only gone to the Boundless Heaven to invite guests, yet here he was with so many cloud cities.
"I had no choice. Your grandfather thought my Synapse was too shabby for the wedding, so he had me select a thousand cloud cities to bring back for our wedding venue," Muria said with a helpless expression.
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