2026-01-11 08:08:24The golden light and bluish-white flames slowly dimmed, leaving a thick silence and the pungent smell of ozone in the cold storage room. In the darkness, two pairs of eyes shone—one gold, one fiery blue.
"I can feel it," Aurora whispered. Her voice was no longer hoarse from crying, but low and vibrating with newfound power. "Flowing in my blood. Like a river of fire."
"Good," Artur replied, his voice calm and deep. He released his embrace, creating a slight distance between their still-sweating bodies. "Keep that rage. Don't let it go out. Make it fuel."
Aurora didn't answer. She just nodded. Without a shred of shame, she began picking up the plates of her armor from the concrete floor and putting them back on. Her movements were faster now, more efficient. Each silver plate seemed to leap into place, merging with her undergarments as if becoming a second skin.
Artur did the same. As he put his
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Chapter 93: The Birth of a System
The darkness did not last long. It was shattered by a single roar—not a cry of pain, but the final, furious outburst of a dying star. The echoes of memory coalesced, forcing Artur to witness the final moments of the First War Emperor, the primordial entity who served as the pillar of Balance.His heart may have been shattered, but his essence refused to simply fade away. Pure golden energy erupted from his body, a shockwave of annihilation that no longer distinguished friend from foe."You think this is over?!" the War Emperor’s voice no longer came from his mouth, but resonated from every atom around him. "You have won the battle, traitors! But the war... the war has just begun!"Valir, who was closest, bore the brunt of the explosion. The triumphant sneer on his face twisted into a mask of horror as the golden energy struck him, searing half his body and tossing him aside like a ragdoll. His piercing shriek
Chapter 92: Betrayal on the Brink of Victory
The memory's echo brought Artur to the end. Not the end of the battle, but the beginning of the end of a god. Victory felt so close, like a ripe fruit ready to be picked. Three Demon Emperors had fallen to the War Emperor. Two more had been erased by the death dance of Alice and the God of Destruction. Of the ten, only four remained.They gathered on the ruins of a shattered world, a desperate last stand. Morrigan stood at the front, her black wings spread defiantly. Beside her stood Korvash, an armored giant whose every breath sounded like an earthquake; Xylos, a thin figure whose eyes spun with insane schemes; and Melara, whose beauty was deadly, surrounded by the aura of the souls she had consumed."We cannot win against him directly!" Korvash growled, his great axe trembling in his hand. "He is not a god, he is the end itself! Every swing of his sword cleaves fate!""Stop whining, you muscle-bound idiot," Xylos hisse
Chapter 91: The Destroyer God's Forgiveness
The memory's focus sharpened again, skipping past other brutal battles. Artur saw Alice create a holy nova that incinerated a legion of demons. He saw the War Emperor shatter a moon to use as a projectile against a Demon Emperor. However, the System directed his consciousness to one silent, crucial moment.The great battle had reached its climax. Of the ten Demon Emperors, only four remained. The Demonic Armada had been thoroughly repelled. Victory was within sight.The God of Destruction moved like a phantom through the chaos, his cloak absorbing light and sound. He was no longer on the front lines; his task was to hunt down the generals attempting to flee, cutting off the snake's head so nothing could regrow.Then, he felt it. A highly familiar energy signature, trying to slip away through a barely visible dimensional tear. The trace was filled with arrogance, talent... and bitterness."Valir," the
Chapter 90: The Death Dance of Two Gods
The memory's echo shifted, magnifying its focus from the massive scale of the war to a critical point on the battlefield. The First War Emperor was still busy suppressing the seven remaining Demon Emperors, creating a valuable gap in the enemy's command structure."Alice, look," the cold voice of the God of Destruction broke the battle's echo in Artur's mind. He didn't turn, his purple eyes fixed on two points amidst the chaos. "Gorgoth the Eternal Flesh and Lyra the Weaver of Lies. They are trying to reform the ranks. They are the anchors of their sorcerers.""You want us to separate them?" Alice asked, her voice calm but laden with power. Her breath was slightly ragged, indicating the immense energy she was exerting to protect the armada's right flank. "That's risky. Separating two Demon Emperors from their pack in the middle of this storm...""I will create the distraction," the God of Destruction cut in. "I need you
Chapter 89: Dawn of the Emperors' War
In the sacred silence of the chamber, after the storm of unification subsided, something new began to stir within Artur. It wasn't a surge of power or desire, but an echo from the infinite past. Not a memory, but a soul trace embedded within the very essence of the War Emperor he had just claimed.[System: Primordial Memory Trace Detected. Would you like to access the Emperor's Heart Archive?]The System's cold, mechanical voice now sounded deeper, as if spoken by a far more ancient entity."Yes," Artur answered in his mind, his eyes closed.The world around him vanished. Darkness enveloped him, then was torn apart by the light of countless supernova explosions. He was no longer inside the ice palace. He became a bodiless observer, floating above a battlefield whose scale surpassed his comprehension.This battlefield was not a planet, nor a galaxy. It was a blank canvas between d
Chapter 88: The Black Mirror and the Fallen Angel
In the heart of his power, within a fortress carved from the core of a dying star, Valir felt the tremor. It was not a physical tremor, but a ripple in the cosmic ocean—a wave of power so pure and devastating that the ancient runes carved into his obsidian throne flickered dimly.One by one, the planets in his defense system had fallen silent. The demonic energy that flowed to him from those conquered worlds was now severed, like a cut artery. His absolute power, which he believed to be limitless, now felt bounded."So, this is what it tastes like," Valir muttered into the silence of his vast throne room. His voice was hoarse, the echo of a desperation he had never known before. "The taste of fear."He rose from his throne. Every step felt heavy. He walked past pillars adorned with the frozen souls of heroes he had defeated. They used to give him strength with their silent screams. Now, they seemed to mock his fail
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