Before long, sixteen meteors came streaking down, smashing into the outskirts of the Imperial Capital. Remarkably... not a single person was injured.
This sudden development drew the attention of nearly everyone—not just those in the Imperial Capital, but also the spies planted nearby by every faction.
When people curiously went to investigate, they discovered that what had fallen were ten-meter stone tablets, each one covered in inscriptions.
The sixteen characters, read together, said...
The Azure Heaven is dead; the Brilliant Heaven shall rise! In this very year, all under heaven shall rejoice!
No one knew what material the tablets were made of. Nothing could move them in the slightest; even Imperial Arm users attacking with all their strength failed to leave so much as a mark.
Before long, those sixteen characters spread across the land through the spies of every faction.
According to their meaning, the Empire that had ruled for a thousand years was about to perish, and the nation that would replace it would be called "Brilliant."
And this very year, peace would come to the world!
Yet there was a slight discrepancy in how things unfolded. In the eyes of most anti-Empire factions, "Brilliant"... was merely the name of the new nation.
In other words... whoever took down the Empire would have rightful legitimacy as long as their nation was named "Brilliant."
The Revolutionary Army, the foreign tribes, Anning Dao, and the other anti-Empire factions had already been restless. The Heavenly Stone Tablet was like a fuse that set everything ablaze, instantly igniting the war.
After transforming back into Durandal and Rita... before they could even make a move, the Revolutionary Army's allied forces had already acted first. Massive armies advanced on the Imperial Capital from all directions.
The three major foreign tribal groups, the followers of