peace spit it out quickly the soldiers
gasped for breath their pupils dilated
El latine the general has revolted with
60,000 soldiers what the king sprang to
his feet and rushed to a soldier seizing
his collar repeat that what did you say
latine how dare he Rebel Roar at that
moment a dragon's Roar resonated through
the sky a Colossal dragon descended
swiftly upon the very heart of the
Empire oh 's Mighty Army surged into the
capital like a Relentless tide
encircling the Royal Palace entirely
from beneath the dragon emerged a man
flanked by a cadr of demons two Elven
women a man with three eyes and another
clad in golden armor with fiery red hair
allow me to introduce myself I am oo
chapter 433 the great unification upon
seeing these figures the king recoiled
in Terror no it cannot be my Empire
boasts a million iron Cavalry how could
it be so easily latine have I not given
you enough why do you choose to betray
me the man in golden armor with flowing
red hair crossed his arms declaring this
is the inevitable tide of Fate a king
who commands the Loyalty of dragons what
need is there for further conflict I
cannot knowingly lead my brothers who
have fought alongside me through thick
and thin to their needless demise
Surrender Your Majesty the outcome is
already determined
the kingk eyes bulged with rage is this
your justification for betraying me
latine for the sake of a few commoners
you would yield latine lowered his arms
they are not mere commoners they are my
comrades my brothers they entrusted
their lives to me and I must honor that
trust I in the eyes of existence there
are no distinctions of high or low this
is oo's reasoning for kingship and it is
precisely your downfall OZO stepped
forward and the King drew a sword from
the side swinging it wildly yet OZO
seized his wrist and drove the kingk own
sword into his heart thud the king lay
dead for those who surrender shall not
be slain years later before a vast
detailed map table OZO clutched a dragon
Banner pushing forward 3,000 Mi today 1/
of the green Veil continent was adorned
with the Dragon Flags of the Eternal
Empire surrounding him were an
evergrowing number of followers as OZO
exuded an innate Charisma that compelled
sub Mission it cannot be denied that
some individuals are born with this Aura
often referred to as the kingly presence
among them OZO stood out as a paragon
possessing a unique charm and an
unparalleled magnanimity he embraced
every race never viewing his soldiers as
mere Expendable tools of War imagine the
death of a soldier who contributed
nothing to the war merits the mourning
of a great king even to the extent of
inscribing their name on their Tombstone
gradually the people transitioned from
fearing o to recognizing him discovering
that this King was remarkably
approachable while ancient rulers
demanded the sacrifice of entire cities
in their wrath OZO rarely displayed
anger even when confronted with dissent
he would calmly inquire those capable
whether foes or lowly soldiers he
elevated to his side over time oo's
soldiers ceased to fear War instead they
grew fond of it War became a stage to
prove their talents to OZO gaining his
recognition was the highest honor
nothing surpassed the affirmation from
OZO as for dying in battle to die in
service was an even greater glory
soldiers knowing that their demise would
elicit mourning from their Sovereign
feared not death the atmosphere within
the ranks was unprecedentedly harmonious
the generals cherished their soldiers as
kin leading from the front rather than
commanding from the rear after the
battles generals and soldiers DED
together residing in the same quarters
equality reigned as OZO SP spent a
decade instilling this concept into the
minds of every follower yet despite this
they could never truly perceive