Years passed in silence, and the Starry Sky Rotation went on.
This vast, grand Awarding Ceremony, which had spread across three nebulae, passed through millions of years in the blink of an eye amid endless bestowals and the excited long howls of exotic beasts.
Only the final twenty million years remained before the End of the Era fully drew to a close.
The catastrophic pressure of the End of the Era over the entire Orion Star Cluster grew heavier and heavier, void fissures appeared more and more frequently, and the star energy of every celestial body was suppressed to its lowest point.
This was a scene many Celestial Realm Experts often saw, and it was also a scene many Ancestor Level and lower species might never encounter in their entire lives.
It signaled the end of the old era, and even more so declared that the transition into a new era was close at hand.
After this grand Awarding Ceremony ended, all the military beasts, heroes, and various forces of the Wolf Pack Civilization rose one after another and headed toward the directions they were each meant to garrison.
Among them, quite a few newly promoted powerhouses, such as the Central Region Heroes and the powerhouses belonging to the rear wing, nodded to one another in congratulations, their eyes brimming with joy.
This unprecedented decentralization of vassal-town authority in the history of the Wolf Pack Civilization, which extended the grace of fiefdoms down to the many middle- and lower-ranking officers and soldiers at the level of Rank C battle generals, completely ignited the hopes of tens of millions of troops.
As long as they crossed the threshold of the Celestial Realm, they would have the chance to command a vassal-town force and shelter the descendants of their race.
But it