"It is not that I wish to oppose Canaan Moore, but rather you all have chosen to oppose , Anfa."
Friends who once enjoyed pleasant discussions in the South Ridge beca indifferent due to the early departure of one, and ultimately stood face to face against each other because of their overlapping expansion directions.
Even the increasingly cold Ian could not remain entirely unaffected by personally killing soone familiar, especially since until the end, Anfa, fighting in the body of the Dragon Maiden, held no resentnt, but rather a sense of relief.
"Why be off by a bit? You need to be more precise when dealing with others."
With a smile, the green-haired Dragon Maiden clutched the ice Magic Sword that pierced her heart tighter, forcing it deeper and more accurately to sever her life: "This world is really boring... Ian. At least you were willing to go to war, to fight, to chase your dreams, whereas I lost that desire long ago."
"So... this ti, killing won’t deduct your points."
Go ahead. Ian, live on, and create a better world.
What she left behind was the Glaring Star Dragon’s Divine Marrow—an ancient True Dragon, a guide that led the dragon group forward. Its divine marrow, like the sun, directed all dragon groups in the right direction.
With this, Ian received the Key to reach the Fifth Energy Level.
Rewind, rewind.
The light and shadow continuously shifted, its speed becoming faster and more blurred.
——Go change this world.
——Go create a better world.
——You can do it, Ian, because you are so strong, so gifted, born to end this era of chaos.
The sword-wielding Knight walks amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, in this world filled with war horns and cries of anger. Ian walks on this land shrouded in black smoke and thick fog, stepping into endless disaster, stepping into crowds of sorrow, stepping into all dreams of despair and reluctance, raising his sword against all who stand in his way.
With each step forward, he gains so things and loses others. Whether foes or friends, each has their dreams, and dreams will inevitably clash.
The sound of one dream shattering against another is the sound Ian hears most often.
He would rather not hear it.
Fortunately, he still had the most steadfast ally—Yisen Gard always stood by Ian’s side, approving of any decision and outco, moving forward alongside Ian.
But, he also exited halfway.
The Calamity of Light. A disaster long prophesied, yet unprepared for due to worldwide war.
Simultaneously, the gradually awakening Thousand-Star Beast struck.
The Calamity of Light acted like a signal, an unfathomable energy swept over the Whole Terra. Though the sturdiest shelters and cities protected most Humans, the awakened ancient Gods below started destroying everything.
The black tide was practically the embodint of world-devouring destruction, an endless black tide that no human force could obstruct. Only the Floating Cities in places like The Empire and the City of Knowledge could temporarily evade this disaster.
"I feel this is probably the reason for my existence."
On the Quinor Plains, facing the Imperial Capital already devoured by the black tide and void of people, a golden-haired youth resembling the old emperor showed a faint smile of realization: "Perhaps soone foresaw this long ago, maybe this is why my grandfather brought into existence... but the battle between my uncle and grandfather disrupted all plans, making the disaster inevitable."
"But, fortunately, I survived and grew until now."
"So, farewell, Ian."
"Rember to fulfill our dreams."
A second sun appeared on the ground, the silent Knight watched it willingly plunge into the darkness, like a sunset falling below the horizon.
——Is it really worth it?
At that mont, Ian doubted for the first ti. What on Terra was worth saving? So many sacrifices, so much loss, the calamities on Terra never ceased.
After the Thousand-Star Beast, subdued by human will and temporarily dormant, returned to the depths of the earth, war still did not cease on the ruined land. If anything, with too much of the ecosystem destroyed by the Thousand-Star Beast, the survivors fought even harder for the remaining arable land.
And the silent Knight, holding the Silver Chip, beca another successor from teacher to friend, and from friend to self.
Weyges’ sword, the King of the Mountain’s Furnace Core, Anfa’s heart essence, and the Chip from his teacher and Yisen Gard... Ian gathered all the conditions to beco the strongest.
This was already a supre feat, alone and from nothing, Ian conquered the Whole Terra in Terra Year 815.
Then, after a long period, he liberated a scholar’s soul, reduced to only a soul, from the seal of the Grand Library.
[A parallel world? Yes, I long ago said that was the only way out for Terra, but no one believed ]
The soul sealed by the Guardian, the culprit who once tried to devour a third of the Whole Terra’s Chosen One souls and guide a demon horde to invade Terra laughed heartily, without regret: [But now, building the road is difficult, Terra no longer has enough immortal souls, and the demons have been mostly eradicated... waiting for the Chosen souls to reincarnate and grow again will take decades or centuries, a lifespan you can’t afford]
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