Three days later.
The Dragon Kingdom's Capital.
It was not yet New Year, but festive red lanterns already hung outside every home.
The number of visitors coming to the Capital was dozens of times greater than usual.
There were even many more faces from the Alien Races.
It was a scene of flourishing prosperity.
And all of this was because... today was the day the Alien Races would ask to surrender.
More than a million Dragon Kingdom citizens had come to witness the ceremony.
The vast Capital was packed, and children with Red Flags printed on their faces could be seen playing everywhere in the streets.
Every passerby, regardless of age or sex, carried a small Red Flag.
National pride reached its peak at this moment.
They held their heads high and met the eyes of Western reporters without fear.
Western faces no longer represented privilege.
Outside the venue for the surrender ceremony, it was almost impossible to move. Despite the Security Department's best efforts to maintain order, they could not hold back the people's enthusiasm.
This was the moment of the Dragon Kingdom's rise.
The beginning of all nations coming to pay homage.
The historic moment when the Dragon Kingdom once again stood at the pinnacle of nations.
Victory Square.
This square had been built specifically to commemorate this war.
Old Guan had chosen to hold the ceremony here, clearly giving it a special significance.
In the square.
The Dragon Kingdom's top figures had gathered.
Guotai Min'an stood in formal attire before a massive stone monument covered in red cloth, their expressions solemn.
Chun Prefecture, led by Little White Tiger and Old Ninth, stood at the very front on the left.
Little White Tiger wore a black suit, his muscles bulging. He faced the cameras with radiant vigor, unmoved