The great battle has ended.
One of the two strongest on Terra Planet chose to fight against the other due to different visions for the future of the Humans and the conflict of their own dreams. The power of the Fifth Energy Level burst out without reservation, spreading unchecked. If not for another Fifth Energy Level present, backed by the Fifth Energy Level of the Four Great Orthodox Churches calming its aftermath, these aftershocks might have destroyed the entire realm.
Their battle lasted for three days and nights—neither long nor short. A true battle can end in an instant or extend until no one can foresee the conclusion.
However, the battle between the Silverpeak Seer and the Ashen King did not reach such extres.
Their combat clashed, the crimson glow and the azure aurora hanging between day and night, in every corner of the firmant. Everyone could clearly feel the magnificent pulse-like power fluctuations, this enormous shock, and the awe-inspiring pressure that was the most ultimate spectacle of this world.
Thus, in these three days, many people arrived at this place, reaching the surroundings of Mount Hyne.
The Kings of Upper and Lower Fla Domain, residents or leaders from the Silverpeak Domain, admirers from the Tara Confederation, observers from the Orthodox Church, and even the True Dragons from Dragon Island—even many Fae ca, surrounding the battlefield, awaiting the final outco.
And on the morning of October 15th, 778.
The dawn rose, banishing the darkness.
First, a beam of light pierced through the Domain of Void, splitting the two realms like a sword, reaching straight up to the firmant. Then, this pillar of light swayed gently, tilting towards the earth, causing exclamations from those in its path and making them hurriedly move aside.
Yet this pillar of light hard no one, landing perfectly on the flat ground of the original site of Mount Hyne, over the already cooled lava zone, and a silhouette slowly erged from the rift torn by this light in the void.
All eyes focused on the figure erging from the fissure, stepping upon the light, as if descending upon stairs from the Heavenly Kingdom. The flowing light concealed his visage and form, and for a mont, no one could discern who had won and who had lost.
But soon, a blazing red inferno erged from the light, causing all residents of Fiery Fla Land to widen their eyes, while visitors from other regions almost gasped in surprise.
—Is it him?
No.
A hand erged from the endless light, holding the crimson fla, stepping out from the infinite light curtain of the void.
—It is him!
The Silverpeak Seer, Ian Silverpeak!
Lifting two flas with both hands, he looked down upon the millions of people surrounding Mount Hyne, who had co because of the grand battle between him and the Ashen King. Ian slowly raised the crimson ’Inextinguishable Fla’ in his hand.
Behind him, an infinite light spread like radiation, the originally dim firmant brightening with this second sun in the sky, the clouds first took on a crimson hue, turning pale purple, then transford into a hazy light blue, finally becoming a shade of water-like green.
And all who watched this scene, who awaited the outco of this first Fifth Energy Level battle after the ’Perpetual Engine Declaration,’ instinctively began to chant in unison.
"Ian!" "Ian!" "Ian!" "Ian!" "Ian!"
This fervent chant lasted only the initial few seconds, after which these voices quickly beca a cacophony.
"The Lord! The Lord! Indeed, the Lord must win!" "How could the outco be decided so quickly?! I just arrived!" "What happened, His Majesty the Ashen King actually... sob... heehee, the Silverpeak Seer is invincible!"
This buzzing cacophony resounded on the land, hundreds of thousands, millions drew near to witness this battle of mighty figures, which bore no ’inevitable death risk,’ up close.
They ca with different thoughts, different purposes, different stances, and different powers; so were disheartened by the Ashen King’s defeat, so cheered for the Silverpeak Seer’s victory, so were eagerly curious about the final result of this battle and its impression on the world, while so rely ca to praised the scenery—to marvel at the Silverpeak Seer’s power to alter the radiance of the firmant, evidently just here to enjoy the view!
But these millions with varied thoughts, at that mont simultaneously looked up, gazing at the steps descending from the heavens, gazing at the victorious one, majestic as a god, perfect like a deity, with white hair flowing freely, the flawless conqueror.
They saw the victor slightly lower his hands.
Ian Silverpeak gestured for silence.
Thus the world fell silent.
No sounds, no dialogues, whether it was the utmost exuberant praises or the worshipers already kneeling on the ground, everything stopped at this mont. They held their breath, looking up with fervor, reverence, worship, fear, longing, and love towards the sky.
[I won]
And Ian spoke. He calmly overlooked these people upon the earth, these ones who produced buzzing, fly-like sounds, those who hoped for his defeat and were disappointed, those hoping for the Ashen King’s victory and were fearful, those who instinctively ca to witness yet another transformative event, those fervent followers who believed in his certain victory and thus ca from the Silverpeak Domain.
He gazed upon these people of the earth, not giving any special attention to other Fifth Energy Level entities, nor did he disdain the ragged wanderers among them.
His water-colored eyes just gazed peacefully, equally, without any ripple, observing everything from above, like the heavens themselves overlooking the mortal realm, unchanged by people’s fervor, unmoved by people’s adoration.
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