[Sakura Kingdom · Deep within the Imperial Palace]
Cold sweat streamed frantically down the forehead of Sakura Kingdom's highest symbol.
Within this deep palace, which symbolized Sakura Kingdom's imperial authority and boasted of an "unbroken line for ten thousand generations," the current Earth Emperor stared fixedly at the holographic screen before him.
On the screen was footage of Eagle Kingdom's five-star general being captured alive like a chick, the bloody scene of those usually arrogant right-wing generals in the Prime Minister's Office committing seppuku in despair, and the [Longyuan-01] Mecha standing like a demon god outside the Prime Minister's Office, ready at any moment to raze the entire capital to the ground.
"Your Majesty... outside... the Dragon Kingdom's Mecha in the sky have locked onto the Imperial Palace..."
A chief internal affairs officer crawled and stumbled into the inner hall, unable to hide the sobbing in his voice.
The Earth Emperor collapsed onto the tatami mats. He knew that the Dragon Kingdom had not simply blasted the Imperial Palace flat because it was waiting for him to preserve some dignity. If he refused the favor, then the Thermal Battle Axe burning with crimson flames outside would personally help him "keep his dignity."
Sakura Kingdom's strongest players were only in their twenties in level—the wheels of the era had already crushed mercilessly over them. Before the true tide of the extraordinary, their resistance did not even qualify as a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
"Connect to the global public broadcast signal..."
The Earth Emperor seemed to have aged ten years in an instant. Trembling, he tore off his elaborate and magnificent imperial attire and changed into an exceedingly plain, even somewhat shabby, set of commoner's hemp clothes.
"It is time to repay, in full, the sins committed by our ancestors."