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Daniel stared blankly at that figure gradually disappearing into the distance. It felt as though something had lodged itself in his chest, leaving him so stifled that he could barely breathe.

He suddenly remembered what the Godkin prodigy Kahn had once said back in Heavenscar.

The human race had fled here from the Endless Starfield.

If the Godkin had not granted the human race a place to settle, humanity would still be homeless remnants adrift in the star sea!

Could it be...

Was this the truth?

Was that man with the greatsword the first leader of the human race?

He had walked out from the void, crossed the Time River, and led countless human beings into this universe.

Then...

For the continuation of his race, he had resolutely gone back to face death!

But that greatsword man had been so powerful. Who exactly could have forced him into such a desperate state?

Who was humanity’s true enemy?

Within Daniel’s vision, the scene continued.

The human sages led those human powerhouses through the starry sky, wandering from place to place with no true home.

They suffered countless contemptuous looks and mockery, and endured innumerable attacks and insults.

Some were cheated out of their last remaining resources during trades. Some were seized as hostages while borrowing a passage. Some had not even had time to step out of a portal before they were casually erased by local powerhouses. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Yet the human sages endured all humiliation and swallowed every indignity.

Because behind them were tens of millions of human lives.

At last, they arrived at the God Realm.

It was a golden continent suspended at the center of the star sea, shrouded in holy light and worshiped by all races!

The God King sat upon a Supreme-grade throne, looking down from above at this group of ragged wanderers.

Daniel stood within the residual shadow of that starry sky, watching as the Godkin emperor slowly spoke.

"You exiles wandering between the star seas are stained with the dust of slaughter. You are destined to bear bitter fruit."

The God King’s voice was indifferent, carrying not a trace of warmth.

"The gates of the God Realm will not open for you."

When the human sage heard this, his hands—weathered and covered in scars—trembled as he carefully took out that gemstone from his robes.

Its light was gentle, yet unstoppable, like tens of thousands of golden threads piercing through layer after layer of palace domes before finally falling upon the God King’s face, illuminating his eyes!

The God King’s gaze narrowed slightly.

He saw the surging Strength within the depths of that gemstone.

It was a vast and majestic power like the collapse of a nebula, an ancient remnant settled within the long river of time.

An uncontrollable greed surfaced from the depths of his pupils, like a serpent that had slept for a thousand years suddenly opening its eyes.

That was a supreme treasure left behind by a High Oracle-grade existence!

He thought to himself that if he could absorb it, perhaps the threshold of High Oracle-grade would no longer be so far beyond reach.

This gemstone—he was determined to have it!

However, when his gaze moved away from the gemstone and once again landed on those ragged human sages, that greed instantly turned into deep wariness.

Although these humans were currently weak, they were ultimately a non-human race.

He absolutely could not bury any seed that might one day explode beneath the foundation of the God Realm.

The God King pondered for a moment, then slowly spoke.

"My race holds a World Fragment known as Aetheria."

He paused, looking down at them like a judge overlooking prisoners.

"However, your race is not lacking in strength. That fragment of land may not be able to bear too heavy a burden."

His gaze swept across every human powerhouse present like a blade.

"The Godkin can offer protection—on one condition. You must be willing to have... no more Divine-grade powerhouses!"

The meaning could not have been clearer.

I can take you in.

But your strength keeps me awake at night!

That world cannot contain so many of you—unless you personally break your own spines.

The human sages looked at one another, silent as mountains.

After a long while, the old man at the head of the group took a deep breath.

"Your Majesty the God King, we need to return and discuss this. Please grant us a little time."

A faint, almost imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of the God King’s mouth.

"Very well."

The human sages bowed and withdrew.

The moment their figures disappeared into the light of the portal, the God King suddenly rose and summoned all the Godkin powerhouses.

The candlelight in the hall flickered, casting half of the God King’s face in brightness and the other half in shadow, making him look like an ancient statue.

"If they come again tomorrow..."

His voice was bone-chillingly cold.

"If they refuse to bow their heads, kill them immediately and seize that gemstone."

"As you command!"

...

The human sages left the God Realm and gathered in a barren star region.

Within the cracks of the void, chaotic winds whipped their robes until they snapped loudly.

"The God King is wary of our strength."

One powerhouse spoke in a low voice, his tone filled with bitterness.

"He controls so many worlds, yet he insists on forcing us into that tiny fragment world..."

"Why don’t we simply seize territory under the God Realm’s rule?"

A young voice rang out, full of anger.

"We cannot."

The old man shook his head, his gaze as deep as an ancient well.

"We are an outsider race. Every inch of land in this universe has an owner, and their roots are intertwined like a web. If we seize land by force, we will surely be attacked by all sides."

"This concerns the survival of our race. We cannot afford that risk."

"His Majesty entrusted the race to us. We must not fail his expectations."

Another person clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles cracked.

"His Majesty was willing to go to his death for the continuation of our human race. Are we... afraid of death?"

"It is only death."

The old man raised his head, his gaze sweeping over every face present.

There was no tragic grandeur in his eyes, only a nearly indifferent calm.

"Death at this moment is for the continuation and survival of our race."

His voice lowered, like an echo drifting from a deep valley.

The result of their discussion was decided.

Soon, a group of human powerhouses was summoned.

"Take our Divine Souls, along with His Majesty’s gemstone, and go meet the God King."

"After we die, the human race will no longer be a threat to the God King. He will definitely agree."

"What?"

The human powerhouses were filled with terror and confusion.

"No! Without your guidance, the human race will have no direction forward!"

"That’s right! If there really is no other choice, you sages can temporarily leave this universe first..."

"Say no more. Even if we leave this universe, the God King will still be unable to eat or sleep in peace. It is better to make a clean break and completely remove the thorn in his heart."

"Only..."

"We must guard against him going back on his word."

"We need to settle our people separately. If he turns hostile, at least we will not all be wiped out in one stroke."

After the sages finished giving their instructions, they summoned the newly appointed leader.

The old man placed the gemstone into his hands.

His calloused hands lingered for a moment on the new leader’s palm, as though passing on something that could not be put into words.

It was entrustment.

It was trust.

And it was a weight heavier than mountains!

Then, he turned around.

A cold flash of light.

Blood sprayed!

Golden blood froze in the starry sky, turning into cold crystals one after another...

The newly appointed leader knelt in the void. Tears blurred his eyes, but he clenched his teeth tightly and did not make a single sound.

Only the wind howled past his ears.

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