"Unless... I completely submit to the Silverpeak Seer and hand over all the research achievents on the Blood of Inferno Abyss over the generations, only then can I join the Silverpeak Domain’s systematic Bloodline research, thereby inheriting my grandfather’s honor..."
Without uttering another word or casting an extra glance, the King of Inferno Abyss suddenly realized with alarm that the Silverpeak Seer had already carved out a path for him—only by walking along this path would he have a future.
This kind of tactic...
"Indeed, you are a true Monarch." He could only bow and show reverence.
By opposing Ian Silverpeak, even the defeated Ashen King no longer appeared as a re loser.
Rather, he seed a brave challenger.
He was the one who actively challenged the Seer, having long been aware of his destined defeat, yet unwaveringly pressing forward with unyielding fla, not recklessness, but courage from the heart.
The power of the Ashen King, witnessed in person by millions present, was proven by the unyielding flas shaking earth and sky for three days and nights.
His defeat was simply because Ian was stronger.
And the Orthodox Envoy who witnessed all this, along with Dragon Island, pondered deeply.
The challenges and responses between two Fifth Energy Levels were enough to resolve a local conflict and the discord between two places.
Thus, it also solved part of the madness of so Fifth Energy Levels who deed themselves defeated and thus sank into despair.
A Fifth Energy Level might believe they cannot rule a nation, but they would never believe they would undoubtedly lose against another Fifth Energy Level.
They each have their unique skills, concealed cards, and beliefs; given a chance, they will choose to fight—and should the fight fail, their prideful nature will lead them to admit defeat, never engaging in a ’can’t afford to lose’ ntality.
Thus, dueling seems to beco the most peaceful and efficient thod.
Moreover, in the eyes of other Fifth Energy Levels, matters are perceived differently.
Not knowing the specific effects of Fla Reincarnation, nor understanding how long the Ashen King can burn, they do not consider Ian, who defeated the Ashen King, to be overly dreadful—they may beco cautious, pondering strategies against Ian more carefully, yet will not have clear realization like the Pupationers that they cannot match him.
Though the Silverpeak Seer is strong, he has not reached an unbeatable threat level.
At this mont, Ian had fully grasped the situation.
If no one raised any objections, then henceforth, he is the true King of Lower Fla Domain, ruler of Abassalom Mountains east and west, Seer of Silverpeak Domain, absolute Monarch of Southwest Terra.
So, would anyone dare to oppose?
Indeed, there is.
[Ian Silverpeak]
Stepping forward slowly, the Pupationer raises his head to inquire of the Seer in the sky: [You won, you are the victor, you certainly are the King of Fiery Fla Land—everything is as you wish, and likewise as desired by Darltis]
[Therefore, right now]
The Pupationer speaks calmly, his voice spreading throughout the field, akin to millions asking in unison: [O great Seer, can you tell us what kind of world you wish to build for the future?]
[What exactly is your dream? Surely loftier than Fla Reincarnation, what is its true essence?]
These questions, the mont they are asked, silence the entire crowd.
Everyone turns their heads once more to see Ian, their gaze full of yearning.
For this is the answer everyone desires.
On that day, two years ago at the Perpetual Engine Declaration, Ian Silverpeak had briefly shared his thoughts, but those were simply rough ideas, far less detailed than the Fla Reincarnation he spoke of today.
Would anyone believe Ian’s plan to be inferior to the Ashen King’s completion?
Impossible.
Thus the anticipation, the hope that this ti, the Pupationer as everyone’s spokesperson could obtain the answer everyone yearns for.
And Ian ets the Pupationer’s gaze.
He sees no animosity, nor does he see expectation.
The King of Fiery Fla Land only perceived the doubts of millions present, the countless citizens of Fiery Fla Land, hence the inquiry.
And Ian answers.
[I want to restore the Cradle] he states: [I want to build the Ring World]
[Pupationer, and everyone listening, other Fifth Energy Levels, my rivals, let outright tell you]
[I want to finish the work ’Heavenly Father’ left undone, I want to complete the image Thousand Stars should have had, I want to reshape the entire world, transform all ugliness into Paradise, create a world where everyone is wealthy, able to learn wisdom, has power and hope]
[Whether you are an ordinary person or True Dragon, all are part of my dream]
[I am not the enemy of all of you, I can support everyone’s dreams, but if your wish relies on the Perpetual Machine... then I do not believe, I do not believe other Fifth Energy Levels of this world can do it better than I]
Thus he speaks, candidly articulating without a trace of concealnt: [I will not grant you democracy, nor the power to question my path]
[Because with invincible wisdom and astonishing power enough to pioneer a new path of the Dao, I regard all, whether Elves or Dwarves, Descendants of the Sea or Demihumans, Magical Beasts or Fae, as my possessions, my people]
[And with this power and wisdom, I—Ian Silverpeak—am confident to lead everyone towards a life where they can realize themselves, find their beliefs and dreams, with ample ti and resources to achieve them!]
[Today’s main role is not yours, Savaga, step aside]
Removing his gaze from the Pupationer, Ian descends step by step from the Sky Ladder of light, softly touching down on the ruins of Mount Hyne, unfolding his arms, speaking to all the silent people: [So, my beloved people, what are you waiting for?]
[My citizens, what are you waiting for?]
"King!" "Your Majesty!"
Like thunder jolting them awake.
At this mont, everyone present, all those gathered at the foot of Mount Hyne, finally understand.
The King who was in the sky has descended the ladder to earth, coming beside them to lead them in building a whole new world!
Thus this crowd of millions, like shy plants, like dominoes, proceeds orderly in sound transmission to bow circle after circle to the center of it all.
So kneel with both knees, so fully prostrate, so with one knee, so simply bow.
So weep bitterly, so are filled with joy, so still hesitate, but most obediently submit.
The white-haired Seer gazes upon all.
No matter those from Silverpeak Domain or local inhabitants of Lower Fla Domain; whether missionary or King of Fiery Fla Land... even the Emissaries of the Four Great Cults and True Dragons from Dragon Island bow to him.
These people coming from all directions, citizens of this vast land, now have a new ruler who claims to love them.
Nad Ian Silverpeak, the youngest Fifth Energy Level, unbeaten Seer.
This Monarch administering Abassalom and Bison Mountain Range’s east and west with an iron fist, clutching the highest Authority of southeast continent.
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