Kneel! Kneel! Kneel!
His decree echoed through the skies above the entire imperial capital.
The star within the Sun Canopy went dark, plunging the entire imperial capital into gloom.
With just a single sentence, he could cool the sun and bring about a long darkness.
As a demigod—and the finest bloodline of the orthodox Dawnbreaker Family—Aroos's power was enough to drive one to despair. Even a nebula before him would cease to turn.
However.
Even after he used the True Word Art, the soldiers merely watched coldly. They planted their warblades, sat astride their horses, while the dragons folded their wings and lazily sneezed. Sparks ignited the vines, burning out an open patch of ground.
Behind the blazing flames, a pair of deep blue eyes emerged.
"The nation belongs to all its citizens. It is our shared motherland, the foundation of our survival, and a tool created for rulers to govern the people more conveniently. It does not belong to any individual."
Ding-dong!
Long Yuqiong glanced at his friend list: Your friend—Invincible General Zhen #10752 has gone offline.
He froze for a moment, then immediately understood.
He's here.
At first, it was only a tiny spark. It tumbled in the wind, igniting a ring of downy grass. The fire immediately spread, winding and crawling across the lawn and branches.
The gale howled, seeming intent on extinguishing the blaze.
In the end, the sea of fire swept across the entire green expanse, bringing light to this sunless world.
Blazing, warm, radiant.
The flames ignited the red carpet and reached all the way to Aroos, paving a road more scarlet than blood.
"First of all, congratulations on making it here."
A calm voice rang out. He possessed neither the power of the True Word Art nor, in fact, any power at all.