Orion paused briefly, letting his words echo within the hearts of everyone present. His eyes — twin orbs of infinite blue — pierced through the crowd like fixed stars in broad daylight. Silence reigned. The entire empire seemed to hold its breath, awaiting the next step of the emperor who had transformed their lives.
"My beloved citizens" began Orion, his voice serene yet full of resolve "throughout history, many great empires have risen and fallen. They were not destroyed solely by external enemies, but by the weaknesses that bloomed within their own borders"
Every man, woman, and child fixed their gaze on their emperor. There was reverence — but above all, there was faith.
"Internal conflicts, greed, abandonment of the people... and the forgetting of strength and unity. These are the true causes of a downfall. Empires that surrendered to stagnation and weakness could not withstand the test of time"
Orion slowly raised his right hand, as if holding an invisible flame.
"This flame is fragile. It can be extinguished by the slightest carelessness. An empire is not sustained by its army or its walls alone, but by the strength of its people. By the courage of each one of you"
He lowered his hand, and the crowd absorbed every syllable with silent devotion.
"Eryndor has flourished, yes. But that is not enough. We must become more than survivors. We must be the wall and the beacon. We must forge our bodies and spirits until nothing — not time, nor enemies, nor betrayals — can extinguish the flame that burns within us"
Emotion was painted across the faces of the crowd. Orion knew this. He felt it.
"I will not allow Eryndor to follow the fate of forgotten empires. You are the heart of this realm. And to keep this flame alive, you must be strong. Strong in body. Strong in mind. Strong in spirit"
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After the powerful speech, Orion slowly turned his back to the people. Before him stood the councilors — pillars in Eryndor's foundation — waiting attentively. With a single gesture, the sky seemed to tremble.
The councilors began to levitate, surrounded by circles of light. The crowd held their breath.
Turning again to face them, Orion spoke with a deep and clear voice:
"Today, here, I will release the lost potential of your bloodlines. The power your ancestors once carried... shall be restored"
The square lit up as Orion activated his Dao of Fate and Time, rewinding the spiritual lineage of each councilor. A beam of light burst forth, enveloping them in spirals of ancestral energy.
Their bodies were reshaped — their souls purified, their spiritual roots reignited. The process, though it lasted only minutes, felt like an eternity to those watching.
Then, the light exploded in a silent supernova.
When it faded, the councilors hovered in the sky, transformed. Rejuvenated, radiating divine power. They descended slowly, as if the air welcomed them like kings returning to the throne of destiny.
Upon touching the ground, they bowed deeply before Orion.
Among them, Ankar stood out. The former tribal leader now looked like a man in his prime: strong, elegant, imposing. His dark eyes had regained the shine of youth. His soul, once marked by time, now pulsed with ancient power.
Orion smiled faintly.
"Show his status, system"
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『DING – Ankar's Status Updated』
Name: Ankar
Title: Heir of the War God
Physical Age: 30 | Real Age: 78 / 5,000 years
Cultivation: Immortal Divinity Realm (Peak)
Bloodline: War God Bloodline (Activated)
Spiritual Root: Earth Dragon Root
Soul: Immemorial Soul
Daos Comprehended: Strength, Fate, Time
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Primary Attributes
Strength: 1,990,000
Agility: 1,908,000
Endurance: 1,992,000
Wisdom: 1,995,500
Charisma: 821
Luck: 9,500
Spiritual Energy (Qi): 100,000,000
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Main Abilities
Heaven-Crushing Strike
Shatters dimensions and fortifications with a single concentrated blow.
Effect: Devastates entire regions. High Qi cost.
Primordial Roar
An ancient roar that destroys structures, paralyzes enemies, and inspires allies.
Effect: Reduces enemy morale (-50%), boosts allies' strength and endurance (+30%)
Domain of Infinite War
A battlefield where Ankar controls all laws of combat.
Effect: Multiplies attributes, summons ancestral warriors, weakens enemies by 70%
Fate Severing Slash
Severs the threads of fate from enemies, nullifying their existence.
Usage: Once every 30 days
Unbreakable Will of the Celestial Warrior
Resists mental attacks, boosts Qi regeneration by 500% when injured
Effect: When HP drops below 30%, total resistance increases by 60%
Eye of the Ancestor
Allows perception of time flow and hidden intentions
Effect: Negates camouflage techniques and predicts enemy movements
Immortal War Body
Constant regeneration, immunity to poisons, curses, and destructive energies
Effect: Recovers 5% HP per second during battle
Primordial Supremacy Aura
Forces weaker enemies to kneel
Effect: Lowers enemy cultivation by two stages
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Orion examined the result with a satisfied gaze. Silently, he observed the other councilors. Each had undergone a unique metamorphosis — some wore confident smiles, others emanated overwhelming presence.
But they all shared the same light in their eyes: the restored flame of youth.
Orion smiled, and that smile was like the sunrise over Eryndor. Tree shadows seemed to bow, the winds ceased for a brief moment. The world recognized that moment as sacred.
"Now, you are truly ready" he declared "Ready to walk once more and witness the future of the empire you helped build with sacrifice, wisdom, and faith"
His words echoed within the soul of every citizen.
The councilors, now nearly gods among mortals, radiated determination. The people looked upon them with reverence — and more than that, with hope.
Orion remained still for a few seconds, a serene smile on his lips and a gleam of amusement in his eyes. He knew this was only the beginning.
The age of Eryndor's immortal ascension was about to begin.