Meteor Fall Master in the 'Starry Abyss'-Chapter 1237 - 244: Empire Line (41)

"The Life Sacrifice Association sacrifices the life and talent of the firstborn, transferring everything to the second son... By utilizing the curse's mark and sharing the same pathway to resolve the curse, all curses can be transferred onto the firstborn who is still in the embryonic stage and has no consciousness." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"And the firstborn, inherently, doesn't need to submerge into the Starry Abyss, can directly achieve the position of a demigod!"

This time, Aloros did not restrict people's speech.

"Emperor Leoz, it seems he has never demonstrated strength, has he?"

"Forget about ranks; no one even knows what pathway the Emperor follows."

"For all these years, he's only watched from the back, never personally fighting in battles. Could it be that Leoz is truly the sacrifice who lost all talent and life?"

The royal scandal was exposed, combined with his demigod power, it was fully confirmed that he was truly given a heavy responsibility, the carefully prepared heir.

"My people, think carefully, a life sacrifice who has been stripped of all talent and life, surviving by sheer luck, unable to live much longer, lacking even the strength to truss a chicken — is he really worthy of your service?"

Aloros called out:

"If you are ill, in pain, amputated, or even dead, I can pull you back from the Nether Abyss."

"If you are harassed by outsiders, harmed by beasts or demon creatures, I can fully protect you."

"My people, think carefully, who is your emperor? Who should truly deserve your service? In a vast empire, what truly concerns you, is it the territory? The opulence of the Imperial Capital? The authority of the Empire?"

"No, it is yourselves."

"The rise of a great nation and royal dignity are insignificant to you, but your lives can truly be ensured in health and continuity with my help."

"I come from among you; I know what you need. You need bread, not cannons. You need peace, not conflict. You need a momentary recovery; you need eternal rest and joy in the afterlife. What you need is Aloros Dawnbreaker, not Leoz!"

"Make your choice!"

He raised the laurel crown high, promising to the people in the audience:

"Leoz will bring you war, demanding endless taxation."

"But I will let you live through this life safely, peacefully, carefree."

"What will you choose?"

By this point, Lord Ao Sha Merston had closed his eyes.

It's over.

Everything is over.

The empire that Leoz spent thirty-seven years building was ultimately just a mortal empire.

But Aloros showed power that belonged in the realm of the divine.

What will the people choose? Everyone isn't foolish; they abhor and fear war. Compared to endless strife, people prefer a peaceful, stable life free of disease.

In the past, the Oxiulia Duchy stabilized the people's spirits with this kind of power.

Oxiulia wasn't strong, but with the medical support and the resurrection of the dead through the Redemption pathway, it allowed people to live peaceful lives, and even gained the alliance's attention.

But Leoz lacked such talent.

She desperately concealed, continuously covering up the truth, but eventually, the day of revelation arrived.

The people's choice was obvious.

One had no talent, couldn't even treat minor injuries or colds, never showed personal martial force, and was a sacrifice with talents and power stripped by life sacrifice, a king waging endless wars, offending many nobles.

The other possessed both martial force and abilities, life and death under his control at will, a true demigod, and the benefits of following him were clear at a glance.

Is choosing still necessary...?

The audience kept discussing, but no one questioned Aloros' power anymore.

Even if someone inquired or doubted his identity, Aloros responded fluently, presenting evidence at will, carrying witnesses: a shout and they were at his side.

Merston was already numb.

Clearly, Aloros received exceptional education, like being groomed hand-in-hand by a true sovereign.

Such a person possesses strength, ability, talent, and extraordinary status, nothing is lacking.

The result was predetermined.

Merston couldn't harm her kin. The Dawnbreaker family was already sparse; Leoz as the life sacrifice wouldn't last long. She knew in her heart, if she fought Aloros again—no, she couldn't do it.

The family's bloodline power was like a cage, imprisoning her.

"...Ah, fate."

Merston sighed deeply:

"This damned fate, like a venomous snake coiled around the intestines. No matter if you dive into deep waters, hide in shadow, lurking for decades, it cannot be escaped."

Even though knowing this was the case, Merston, like a gambler, cast hope onto the nearby army.

Please, if I cannot act, at least the soldiers who grew with the Emperor so far could stand up.

The troops participating in the review remained calm, not noisy, but stood in the arena, as if waiting for something.

"What are you doing?" Anjuri shouted for her: "This is rebellion, a seizure of the throne! Why do you soldiers remain silent?"

The soldiers stayed silent, and one general, riding at the front, responded:

"Sir, we swore allegiance to the Oxiulia Empire; we are the Empire's and citizens' armed force. To protect Empire citizens and national territory from infringement. Royal power struggle is political struggle. According to the constitution, soldiers cannot intervene in politics."

"You!" Anjuri laughed in anger: "Fine, you call yourselves the nation's army, then I ask you, whose nation is it?"

"It's mine."

Aloros, holding the crown, softly said:

"Regardless of the crown, the right of succession to the throne, or the empire's troops, all should belong to its rightful master."

"I am the Empire's emperor, the most legitimate successor, I am its master!"

"I, Aloros, heir to the Dawnbreaker family, emperor of the Empire!"

Saying so, he placed the laurel crown atop his head:

"Now, the alliance is complete, and I formally assume the position of Imperial Emperor."

He waved his hand, speaking to the troops being reviewed:

"Time for you to pledge allegiance, kneel, swear to your new emperor."

However, only silence met him in response.

Aloros looked at the soldiers, the officers, the generals — of all species and pathways, even some voidborn hybrids with tentacled necks.

Despite differing races, varying beliefs, they wore the same uniform, all looking at him with indifferent, unbothered eyes.

"I will say it again."

Aloros' eyes shone with divine power's radiance, voice filled with powerful energy, solemnly said:

"Kneel to the Emperor, you minions, kneel!"