Chin The Conqueror

Chapter 3:The thousand year extinction

It was a good thing also for the ice nation that they were powerful,meaning they could still wield their elemental power. they are powerful.

The war drums had ceased and was replaced by the solitary clatter of hooves. From the window of his carriage, Chin watched a lone messenger approach on horseback.

Once within shouting distance, the rider reined in his mount and unfurled a scroll. "To the Fire Lord!" the messenger bellowed, his voice trembling slightly. "By order of the Ice Lord,the Commander of the Grand Legion, Protector of the Ice Nation, the Crystal of Hope, and King of the Southern Hills—you are commanded to surrender. Spare your people from bloodshed. Bow your head, or face annihilation."

Chin scoffed, a dark amusement dancing in his eyes. He didn't know what it was but that was how he felt."What foolish clown song is this?"

The sharp retort caught the messenger completely off guard, his rehearsed stoicism wavering.

Chin leaned forward, his gaze cutting like flint. "Return to your master and tell him this: I am Chin, first king to bear my name, sole descendant of the late King May. I am the Guardian of the Flame, Protector of the Fire, and the rightful heir to the Throne of Slay.I am the bearer of the Mark of Destiny.The merciful, the unyielding, and sovereign. I bow to no one, least of all the Ice."Chin narrowed his eyes, completing his decree.

"Command your lord to leave our Western lands immediately. If he departs now, he departs peacefully"

Defeated without a single blow struck, the messenger turned his horse and fled back toward the frozen borders.

"Does he truly mean it?" Ice Lord king Lu hissed, turning sharply toward the King’s chief adviser.

"How am I supposed to know if you don't even know? Perhaps the Fire Lord is simply jesting."

"You fool," the ice Lord whispered back, shooting his adviser a warning glare.The look wasn't meant to be hostile.

"Why on earth would he joke about an execution? Do Fire Lords strike as men who play games?Do fire lords really do that?"the ice king asked,making a cute inquisitive face

"Well, you're the one who asked ," the aide muttered, adjusting his collar nervously. "Maybe they do." His words made the king offer a dry, fleeting smile.

As the ice king's closest childhood friend, he possessed a sharp sense of humor that few dared to flash in court. They had grown up together, their minds mirroring one another so perfectly that adviser often knew his kings next move before it was made.

But looking out over the battlements now, even lord Lu's smile faded.Below them, the vanguard of the Ice Nation mobilized.

Chin stood rigid, watching as the opposing army launched a full-scale assault toward the fortress walls. Frost erupted along the area,spreading like shattering glass across the plains.

The air grew crisp with ice.Winter had arrived at their doorstep—fire nation.

"Freeze!" a booming command echoed across the vanguard.Thousands of enemy soldiers raised their hands in unison. Glacial energy surged forward, slamming into the base of the stone walls and freezing the foundations to make them brittle enough to break.

The Ice Nation expected a swift, freezing victory.What they did not expect was the sudden, roaring sea of crimson flames that erupted from a direction completely swallowing their front lines.

High atop the outlook, a clashing silence fell through.

Few ministers of both party that were present stood frozen, their mouths agape.

Down on the plains, the remaining ice soldiers stumbled backward, disoriented as the blistering heat scorched the frost away melting it.Panic rippled through the ranks as the realization set in.

How was this possible?

Fire magic had been extinct.

The last time anyone had witnessed the birth of a flame was over one thousand years ago.No person was able to generate fire ever then.

"What in the world just happened?" the Ice king demanded as he spun around to share a frantic, baffled glance with his advisor and the meaningful fleet.

Back when they had been planning this invasion in the safety of the Southern Hills, the strategists of the Ice Nation had deduced that the Fire Kingdom's only desperate hope of survival lay in the ancient myth of Damanu.But could this inferno truly be the fabled Damanu Wonder?If so, it defied everything the Scribes had recorded in the ancient history books.

According to the ancient texts, after the Divine Emperor, the Dragon King, and the ancient martial world united to end the bloody era of the Fire Harvest thousands of years ago, the fire people had been stripped of their birthright. Their Qi pathways were forcefully sealed which permanently broke their ability to cultivate or generate even a single spark. It was their ultimate punishment after millennia of spreading chaos and slaughtering innocent mortals.