Grace (Part Two)

One name after another was read out by the announcer. There were already nearly fifty people on the high platform belonging to the empire Earl.

Those whose names were read out were ecstatic, and even their families and the forces behind them began to celebrate. However, those whose names were not read out until the end of the list beat their chests and felt unwilling to give up.

Half-Dragon The announcers cleared their throats and started reading the next list.

"Choose Charlotte as Viscount."

"Create Singo Viscount."

"Create Ernie Barnes as Viscount."

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At the Viscount level, the number of players has increased, and there are many familiar names among them. They are basically members of large guilds or professional individual players.

Unlike others, Charlotte, the president of [Magic Coin], showed a forced smile when he took the stage.

"My Earl location——"

Charlotte wailed silently in his heart.

Half-Dragon The readers were still reading the names on the list, and the imperial subjects were called to the altar one by one. Eventually, the number of viscounts also expanded to hundreds.

Positions like Earl and Viscount are still too far away for ordinary civilians, but Baron is an attractive position that allows ordinary people to cross the class and step into the Dragon Blood Noble threshold.

Therefore, many people are nervous, holding their breath, praying in their hearts that they can hear their names.

——George is like this.

He stood in the military formation below the stage, the hand holding the spear trembling slightly, and his uniform was soaked with sweat.

After months of fighting, he had become the master sergeant of a certain team and received several medals of honor for killing enemy generals, but he was still a little uneasy.

George muttered the words: "Your Majesty Keosius bless"

"You must let me become Dragon Blood Noble."

"Seal Jockley Lehman as Baron."

"Seal Brinton Landry as Baron."

Along with the uproar of the crowd, another name was read out, and George listened nervously.

Half-Dragon The voice of the announcer came from above again.

"Seal George as Baron."

Suddenly, extreme excitement surged into George's heart, making him so excited that he almost fainted. It took him several breaths to regain consciousness.

"Isn't this really a dream?"

"I, I'm going to become Dragon Blood Noble!"

George's legs were trembling. Under the supervision of the guards, he staggered onto the high platform. When he knelt on the ground, his eyes were filled with tears.

There was another commotion among the onlookers, and many people exclaimed.

"That, that is the mark of a serf!"

"It's him again, the guy favored by God of Fate."

"He turned out to be Dragon Blood Noble? How enviable!"

"That's Lord George, I worked with him! Look how majestic he is now, he's already Lord George Baron!"

George's experience is quite legendary among workers.

Propaganda Department shaped it as a typical example of "Kingdom Dream". Many people regarded it as a benchmark, while others thought it was just a guy who got lucky and were quite disdainful of it.

Anyway, he's about to become Baron.

George has crossed that threshold and is about to truly enter the empire's powerful class and become a so-called "big shot."

"From now on."

"I am Dragon Blood Noble."

Under the attention of hundreds of thousands of people at the scene, George burst into tears, but they were tears of joy and excitement - he tasted the sweet taste of achieving a class jump through hard work.

"Praise Your Majesty Keosius"

George prayed in a low voice.

Yes, it's prayer.

As for that lofty Majesty, George could only feel grateful, and even regarded him as a god.

In the past the North, as a serf, he had no hope at all and would only die in the cold wind.

The emergence of Keosius and the establishment of the empire gave him precious freedom, and even allowed him to become Dragon Blood Noble, a big man who can control his own destiny.

As an absolute beneficiary of the imperial system - how could he not be grateful? After this award, even if Keosius ordered him to die, George would not hesitate at all.

Everything he had was given to him by the empire.

Status, honor and even life.

"May your Majesty be immortal and the empire last forever."

When the last name was read out, more than three hundred Baron appeared on the high platform. Most of them were soldiers who were fearless in death and performed outstandingly in the war - they were also the most envied by the ordinary people of the empire.

Because it was so close to them, almost within reach.

This award ceremony is finally over.

In other words, this is where it officially begins.

"It's time to start."

Keosius hung high in the sky, slowly waving his wings, looking down at the kneeling subjects on the altar with his pale golden eyes.

"Roar——"

Only a long roar was heard, and the dragon crystal on Red Dragon's chest released an extremely dazzling light, further illuminating the entire sky.

The stimulation of the bright light made the hundreds of thousands of people watching unable to help but close their eyes.

In an instant, the Anzeta Great Wasteland at night was as bright as day.

[Imperial Grace]

Clusters of flames descended from the sky, sliding down like meteors and falling into the bodies of the subjects on the altar.

Hundreds of gorgeous flame tails were left in the sky, making the surrounding scene particularly spectacular.

Those subjects who had received Bloodline Gift felt the hot blood flowing through their bodies, quietly waiting for their lives to be upgraded again.

Ogre Archmage Lang Pu then closed his eyes tightly and knelt on the ground motionless, feeling that his body was being transformed to become more and more perfect.

But soon, Lang Pu raised his head, flames bursting out of his golden eyes, and there was an extremely excited look in them - he felt the connection between his souls.

"Master."

Those recipients who have never received the Dragon Vein undergo transformation, moving toward a higher life essence amidst painful wails and roars.

"This, this is a gift."

"I have survived so many hardships, keep at it!"

George's thin body was shaking violently, and traces of scales appeared under the skin on his back. He couldn't help but raise his head and roar.

"Ouch!"

The bloodshot, bloodshot eyes were forcibly transformed into Golden Vertical Pupils - that is the most obvious feature of Dragon Blood Noble, and is respectfully called the "golden eye" by people.

"I, I am Dragon Blood Noble too."

George lowered his head and stared at the scales growing on his hands. He thought this at the last moment before losing consciousness.

On the altar, hundreds of subordinates are undergoing similar changes, becoming Dragon Vein Creature with true magical essence.

The majestic and magnificent altar was filled with leaping flames, as if covered by a robe woven from flames and light and heat. It no longer looked like a scene in the human world.

Red Dragon is waving his wings in the sky, showing his power wantonly and sending down the grace from the empire.

"No"

"That's really Ascension Ritual."

Dayev looked up at the spectacular scene on the altar, his face looking particularly ugly.