From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

Chapter 560: Chapter 412 I Would Rather Never Have Been Born (4K)_2

The flags flying high on the city walls rustled softly in the breeze, like a low war song, heralding the impending storm.

On the streets, where pedestrians usually bustled, there was no one in sight, replaced instead by the occasional patrol of the “Black Imperial Guard” from the Seven Luminaries Transcendent Army.

They were clad in black iron armor, each step firm and forceful; their long spears flashed coldly in the sunlight as if they could pierce through all darkness.@@novelbin@@

The soldiers’ faces bore no excess of expression, only loyalty to their duty and a craving for victory.

Inside the royal palace, the tension had reached its peak; the golden glazed tiles shone dazzlingly under the sunlight, the palace gates were tightly shut, and the guards were like men facing great foes, their gaze as sharp as eagles. Inside the palace, ministers hurried between rooms, clutching the latest combat reports and intelligence, their faces etched with anxiety and unease.

Upon the city towers, commanders stood high above, their gaze piercing through layers of cloud mist, fixed upon the distant horizon.

These commanders were strong figures personally groomed by the Military God Emperor of the Seven Suns—an elite not only in individual combat but also in commanding forces.

At the very heart of the city, the ordinary citizens were also contributing in their own ways; women busied themselves sewing garments for the soldiers while children sang inspiring songs with their tender voices, and the elderly recounted tales of the Military God of the Seven Suns, buoying the spirits of the younger generation.

The entire city from the noblest royals to the most ordinary citizens was tightly bound by an invisible link.

All members of the Fischer family were within the palace, waiting with some trepidation.

Darren lifted his head, pondering. Even though the big barrier of the Empire level made only a slight weakening effect on those of the Heavenly Enlightenment Level, it excelled in significantly boosting their allies.

This was good news.

By the time it came, even the weaker Monarch Level Extraordinary Exponents would have an opportunity to trouble those of Heavenly Enlightenment.

In fact, that was enough.

Those powerful Imperial Guards of Monarch Level knew one thing—their destiny and purpose were singular: to protect the God of War Emperor of the Seven Suns!

Once he truly ascended to a higher level, the Seven Suns would conquer all!

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“End…”

“Can you hear my voice?”

Karl, looking down from the sky, paused slightly in surprise.

Who?

He suddenly heard a faint, ethereal voice filled with persistence, determination, and power.

In the next moment, Karl found himself in a dimension filled with blue light, where all buildings were outlines made of lines, and people turned into pale blue luminous orbs.

Those so-called orbs were actually—souls.

Karl now understood; he was abruptly pulled into the dimension of souls by someone.

At the profound depths of the soul dimension, a light bluish white shimmer floated, seeming like the gentlest streak of light at dawn on the horizon—neither completely solid nor purely illusionary.

This shimmer possessed indescribable softness and purity; not glaring, yet capable of penetrating the fog of the mind to touch the most hidden corners of the soul.

Its form seemed to change with the observer’s mood, sometimes like a light gauze, gently brushing past the heart, bringing a moment of tranquility and solace; other times, it coalesced into delicate points of light, dancing and spinning like the furthest constellation in the night sky, silently revealing the deepest secrets of the universe.

The pale white shimmer emitted a warmth that wasn’t scorching, silent yet speaking in a way that transcended words, dialoguing with the many surrounding souls, guiding those who were lost to find peace and strength within their hearts.

Suddenly, Karl understood—the pale white shimmer was the soul of the Seven Stars Emperor.

That man had grown increasingly powerful; aside from the power of Bloodline, for some reason, his soul had also become distinctive, making it appear pale white amidst the many pale blue shadows.

Karl was very curious to see what color his own soul was!

However, no one could truly see their own soul; in this dimension, he could only glimpse the souls of others.

Just now, it had been the soul of the Seven Stars Emperor communicating with Karl, and Karl understood the situation instantly.

“Who are you? Why do you call me… End?”

In fact, Karl had always speculated a lot about the term “End.”

There had been more and more signs indicating that his true identity was likely “End,” and yet nearly no specific records about “End” existed in Claud World.

The man’s voice rang out again, lacking any roughness of a soldier, instead sounding quite pleasant.

“I am one of the Seven Suns Empire People. Some call me the Military God, others see me as their Emperor in their hearts, and still others think of me as the most god-like strong presence among mortals.”

“But only I know in my heart, I am actually just a wretch, slightly more powerful among many mortals, but that’s meaningless because in front of the ‘truly great ones,’ even ordinary divinities mean nothing.”

He paused briefly and then continued,

“Those ‘truly great existences’ are the otherworldly gods existing in the infinite universe. Even if all universes were destroyed, They would not perish together but would wait for a new infinite universe to be reborn.”

“After reaching Heavenly Enlightenment Level, I actually left Claud World for a long time. During those hundred years, I visited dozens of worlds and read various scriptures.”

The pale white light shadow of the Seven Stars Emperor continually flashed, seeming to represent his somewhat excited reaction, yet his communication had always appeared very calm.

“So, I learned about some secrets of ‘End.’ Those otherworldly gods do not fear; they are all inevitably going to perish to a most terrifying great existence…He is the ultimate destruction of all otherworldly gods and the final conclusion for all worlds.”

“That is… End, and I think that is you… or rather, you have some inevitable connection to End, and that connection could possibly make the world different.”

End…

Again, End…

Do I really have that kind of “importance,” that kind of “terror”?

Karl fell into contemplation; after unsealing all Seals, would he indeed cause everything to be destroyed?

No.

He would never intend to do that.

The Eighth Seal was being unsealed right now, Karl was in a tug-of-war battle.

Regardless of what the “God of War Emperor” said, now he would definitely not give up on continuing to A unseal the Seals.

“I once received guidance from a great existence; according to what was said at the time, I am destined not to become a divine being, so I also cannot escape the cycle of the soul that mortals must undergo.”

“The vision of the otherworldly gods or the future They observe is very precise.”

“It’s just that I don’t want to give up, nor do I want to submit to fate; I still want to try.”

Was he doomed to fail?

And moreover, was it validated by a great existence?

Wait, some force of an otherworldly god level had come to this world? And could communicate? Suddenly, Karl felt as if some things were brimming with conspiracy.

Karl could feel deep in the soul of the Seven Stars Emperor, a flame burning that was undying, steadfast, standing firm like a rock, no matter how the storms raged outside, it was unshakeable.

So it was, that man really was the pride of the Seven Suns Empire People!

He knew the other’s soul was so strong not because of extraordinary power, but because of his own strong willpower!

On the long and tortuous path of struggle, the soul learns to persist and endure before the body does!

Soon, the voice of the God of War Emperor sounded again around Karl.

“If from the moment I knew fate, I submitted to it, I would rather never have been born.”