Transcendent Dawn

Before the Night King Palace.

With an indifferent expression, Su Lu skimmed over the terrifying screams and struggles of the mere insects, focusing most of his attention on Antonio.

‘War, Ocean, Storm… the incarnations of the three divine spirits have appeared. What about the rest?’

‘If Knowledge, Earth, Fire, and even Light descend divine punishment… a single beast in the mist wouldn’t be able to hold on. Would the demon intervene? No… as Dale said, it’s highly unlikely.’

The Divine spirits were cold-blooded and ruthless.

If it weren’t for the fact that a new god was ascending here, even if the church was completely destroyed, they may not have sent an incarnation.

After suffering losses, they understand even better how to ‘cut losses’ promptly.

It’s unlikely those who have already taken part would continue to come out.

But there are still four left, and Su Lu felt that even if the misty beast Kira joined him, they may not be able to stop them.

She must be very hostile towards him.

‘Forget it… Anyway, I didn’t plan to intervene… let’s leave the rest to Antonio.’

Obviously, this emperor must seize every thought, fully ascend to godhood, to have the possibility of becoming the victor.

‘However…’

Su Lu looked at the phantom on Antonio.

After Shewinado and Lady Moon took turns buying time for him, that last bit of indescribable triple overlap shadow was completely absorbed by Antonio!

The divine might on his body became intense to the extreme, then slowly began to retract, like a brewing for the next earth-shaking explosion.

‘This is a process of accumulation, and once he brands his name into the star realm, he will be a true god!’

Su Lu’s eyes widened slightly: “Has the Emperor… succeeded?”

Not just him, at this moment, many transcendent gazes were cast, watching all this.

But….

Su Lu was the first to notice the change.

The divine might on Antonio, was not explosive, instead it rapidly dissipated, becoming utterly silent.

His demeanor was calm, with no trace of madness, and finally a bitter smile appeared: “Fate…”

After speaking his last words, this Great Emperor began to crack inch by inch from his fingers, turning into points of light disappearing into the void.

…

The surroundings fell into silence, even the gods were at a loss for words.

“Did he fail?”

Su Lu was at a loss for words about how he felt at this moment.

Rationally speaking, Antonio was definitely a millennia-talent from the Caeser family.

Madness was just his disguise, he cleverly exploited the conflicts between different parties, and with a bit of help from the demon, created today’s situation and had a good chance of successfully attacking the god-seat!

Even, he went through numerous difficulties in succession and reduced the interference from the divine spirits and the outside to the minimum, almost reaching the god-seat.

“But… he still failed? He couldn’t withstand the last backlash, or was it the inherent failure probability?”

The promotion of professional rank has always been a process full of uncertainties.

Even if everything before was done perfectly, there is still a fixed probability of failure at the last step.

Perhaps this is why Emperor Antonio lamented his fate with his last words?

Su Lu looked towards the viewing platform.

After Antonio turned into a speck of light and dust and completely disappeared, only a few items were left behind – the crown of Neger, a pale yellow parchment, and a black iron medal, still with moving traces of blood on it.

“Generally speaking, when an occupational person fails to take office, few are directly annihilated… the most common situation is to turn into terrifying beasts!”

“Judging by the level Antonio demonstrated, if he turned into a beast, he would definitely be a terrifying ancient evil creature… almost god-like, resulting in the entire Sacreid facing destruction.”

“In the end, he restrained himself, chose to self-destruct… and even left behind a powerful marvel?”

Su Lu saw the badge, on which a bloody spirit light was condensed, with three overlapping reflections.

“Antonio… your actions have proved that you are worthy of the title ‘Great Emperor’!”

He sighed, took a step forward, and arrived at the place where Antonio had fallen.

The three relics left by the other party should all be of semi-divine artifact level, which is indeed a considerable inheritance.

Divine beings are cold and cruel.

Even Shewinado, it is hard to predict what actions he will take after the ‘contract’ ends.

“Your Majesty…”

The eyes of the Lady Marquise of Nicholas were filled with tears.

The Crown of Neger transformed into a brilliance and landed directly on her head, calming her down.

Moreover, the Iron medal flew to her chest. The blood and flesh on it squirmed and transformed into an armor that covered her whole body.

“The Caeser family has a secret technique that can modify semi-divine artifacts to suit only their family’s bloodline…”

From the illusory light, the incarnation of Shewinado came out, still wearing a yellow coat, a gray hat, and a face like a pitch-black abyss: “No need to be wary of me, girl.”

He bent down and picked up a sheepskin scroll on the ground: “I’m just here to take it according to the agreement.”

“Your Highness, what about you?”

Shewinado turned to Su Lu: “This is the power of the ‘Seven Wonders’ of the Demon. Do you want it?”

“No… I don’t need it.”

Su Lu laughed lightly: “I just think… it seemed too easy. There were several divine beings who didn’t show up…”

“Oh, they must have gone to another battlefield.”

Shewinado said carelessly, completely ignoring the horrendous expression of the Lady Marquise of Nicholas: “Although The Caeser family’s initial secrecy was quite good, as soon as another practitioner of the path of death began to ascend, he was discovered by the Light Sovereign…”

As soon as his words fell, Su Lu narrowed his eyes and looked to the north of the Chris Empire.

There, a strong light erupted, rising like the sun.

“All preparations, all in vain?”

Su Lu sighed: “The difficulty of becoming a deity, is truly terrifying…”

He snapped his fingers lightly.

Crack!

Crack!

In the void not far from this place, numerous cracks appeared on the mirror surface and eventually exploded completely.

The figures of six popes appeared, looking at the now unrecognizable Night King Palace and the square, their faces filled with joy and sorrow.

“Your Majesty…”

Cyril’s state was clearly the most pitiful, his mythical body completely shattered, leaving only a head.

At this moment, looking at this scene, two streams of blood flowed directly from his eyes.

His ambition, his hope, his goals are almost completely linked to Antonio.

However, the promotion of the emperor has clearly failed.

The former pope of the God of War suddenly felt his life was meaningless. His mythical body began to deform.

He lost control.

“There have been enough casualties today, you guys should leave.”

Su Lu looked at Brittany and Conrad and shook his head.

“We will follow your orders.”

The several popes noticed the horror of him and Shewinado, bowed respectfully, and left this place.

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