Chapter 389: The Destruction of Holy Fadlan

"Your Majesty, then... why is that? The rising and setting of the sun is the eternal law of the world, how can it change so easily?"

"It's incredible."

Rump also looked up at the sky with a solemn expression.

As a great wizard, the ogre can better feel the changes in the magic network and the changes in the laws.

And just at that moment, he felt that the elements around him became extremely unstable, rising and falling like the tide. Then, all magic related to light and heat decayed to a certain extent.

"No, these laws in your eyes are not eternal, and even gods will decline one day."

"Don't worry."

"This situation will not last too long."

"When that person falls asleep completely, everything will return to its original state, and the sun will rise as usual, but it will be slightly dimmer."

Casius said so.

In Erezega, the sun is not a star, but an incarnation of some kind of authority and a projection of the law - for example, the city of Sigil has no celestial body similar to the sun, but there are still direct changes in light every day.

Some "suns" in the prime material plane are even inhabited by elemental creatures.

And Amaunator is the god who holds the power of the sun. Once his divine power and mind have problems, the "sun" in the prime material plane will also undergo corresponding changes.

However, the laws of the world are stable after all. Even gods are bound by their priesthood and it is difficult to change them.

According to his memory, this "Day Order Disaster" will end after seven days.

"Amaunator."

"What a terrifying power."

Casius looked up at the celestial body that was about to fall completely, leaving only a red edge, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Holy Fadlan Empire"

"I must obtain all their inheritance and find the secrets left by the old emperor - that is a precious treasure enough to ascend to godhood."

Casius thought so.

His memories of his previous life were awakened again.

In his previous life, the truth about the death of "Sun Emperor" Aragon I was deliberately concealed by the three kingdoms and sealed in history.

The three kingdoms, which had always been hostile to each other, joined hands in this matter. Almost all the insiders were slaughtered and all the relevant historical materials were burned.

However, several years later, the players still uncovered the dusty secret and speculated on several different versions of the answer.

One hundred and fifty years ago, Aragorn I used some mysterious items to hold the well-known sacrificial ceremony.

That day, the sun was particularly hot.

This also made him valued by Amaunator. He received the gift of the sun god, transformed hundreds of subjects into descendants of gods, and established the so-called "Scorching Sun Legion".

And Aragorn I himself was personally gifted by Amaunator.

He turned into the immortal "Son of the Sun" and became a nearly demigod.

Aragorn I led the Scorching Sun Legion to fight north and south, successively conquering the northern barbarian Kingdom of Gunther, the southern Kingdom of Lotito, and the western Kingdom of Manashe, and drove the high elves back to the forest.

But twenty years passed.

He established the Holy Fadlan Empire, which spanned the continent of Feansor.

Aragorn I had accomplished a feat that his ancestors had never accomplished.

However, his ambitions had not stopped.

The emperor even led his army to fight against demons, devils, and even the Celestials in the Gray Wilderness, the Ten Thousand Abyss Plains, and the Scorching Hell, and even built several fortresses in the Astral Realm as transit stations.

A hundred years of rapid development.

The world was prostrating at the feet of the empire.

The glory of the Holy Fadlan Empire had spread to the multiverse, and all the people of the empire were unprecedentedly proud, confident, and arrogant.

However, during these hundred years, Aragorn I's ambitions continued to expand, and he was no longer satisfied with the position of emperor. He had a bolder idea that could even be considered blasphemous:

He wanted to replace Amaunator and become a true god.

So, he built the Pyramid of the Eternal Sun God and held a grand sacrificial ceremony again, praying for the coming of Amaunator.

But this time, Aragorn I found the blasphemous twelve-ring spell - the Ascension Spell - from the dusty ancient ruins. He even used some mysterious means to block the world's perception of this spell.

When Amaunator descended, Aragorn I released the spell, turning the Eternal Pyramid originally used for sacrifice into a cage to imprison the gods.

The incarnation of the sun god was roaring.

The whole pyramid was shaking.

The power of the world changed.

In an instant, Aragorn I got the coveted position of the sun god, but he did not get the power to control the sun's authority.

Endless light and heat surged.

Like a volcano about to erupt.

And the next moment, the erupting sun turned Aragorn I into ashes.

This arrogant and ambitious emperor did fulfill his wish and became a real sun god.

But that was only a moment.

After this farce, Amaunator took back his throne, but this experience also caused him to suffer heavy damage and become extremely weak. His solar power was also extremely unstable, and the timing of sunrise and sunset was disordered.

At this moment, he had only one choice - that was to fall into a deep sleep and recover for hundreds of years.

Before he fell into a deep sleep, Amaunator, indignant at the blasphemy of mortals, withdrew his favor from the Holy Fadlan.

The sacred sunlight no longer covered Fadlan, and the so-called "descendants of the gods" in the empire were gradually losing their power.

After blaspheming the gods, the empire finally lost its shelter and was destroyed by the ambition and ignorance of mortals.

The sun was dim.

Fianso was in flames.

The huge Holy Fadlan suddenly collapsed.

Tiamat, the demons of the abyss, the devils of hell, and various forces took the opportunity to pour into the main material plane. After the glory and glory of the empire, a new era of confusion and chaos began.

The sun had already set, but a ray of sunset glow still remained on the horizon, and the night became dark.

Cassius seemed to hear the wailing and mourning of the people from the south in the war, as well as the sound of the earth shaking on the battlefield.

In the first few years of the war, the afterglow of Fadlan had not yet dissipated, and the strength of the three kingdoms that inherited the empire's legacy was still at its peak.

Hundreds of legendary descendants of gods, thousands of scorching sun warriors, and nearly a million mortal soldiers were fighting in the central part of the Feansuo continent, making the sky dark and the earth cracked, almost turning it into a bloody ruin.

The remains of the holy Fadlan were being trampled and destroyed by his descendants.

Cassius narrowed his eyes slightly, and a faint light flashed in the depths of his golden vertical pupils. He slowly stretched out his claws, and a blazing flame spurted out from his palm.

"What a cruel era."

"But... this is just what I want."

"The glory of Holy Fadlan has passed away, and a new dawn is about to rise. The old king is dead, and a new king should be established." (End of this chapter)