The Heavy Vanguard did not hesitate. As the dust settled in the ruined Zenith Arena, fifty men encased in matte-black Singularity-Steel marched down into the crater. They ignored the terrifying residual heat of the Golden Sun Emperor’s crushed aura. They were workers on an assembly line, and the fallen god was simply a damaged component that needed to be dismantled."Pin his limbs," Lu Chen ordered, his voice mechanically amplified through his helmet. "Deploy the plasma torches. Strip the stellar-plate."The Emperor, bleeding golden light from his shattered meridians, could only watch in mute horror as Ironcliff soldiers physically clamped him to the broken stone. The Vanguard did not draw ceremonial swords to execute him; they drew heavy industrial cutting tools. Sparks flew as they began slicing the legendary star-forged armor directly off his body."Blasphemy..." the Emperor wheezed, his divine blood sizzling against the stone. "The Upper Realms... will see this. The Immortals... w