Chapter 556: Chapter 556 Special Ceremony
Chapter 556 Special Ceremony
Cassius was about to tear open space and head to Istaria to discuss the southern campaign when the transparent panel slowly opened again in front of him.
[Your battle shocked the world, making the Ember Empire the focus of the Feanso Continent. Your faction’s prestige level has increased to: V]
[Due to the traits of [Empire Domain], you may choose to exchange for a legendary faction trait.]
"This is."
Cassius reviewed the list of traits on the panel, a look of greed flashing through his pale golden pupils.
[Bureaucracy][Golden Nation][Magical Tide][Slaughterer][Evil Empire].
These traits were all special abilities that could be granted to all vassals of the faction. So increased administrative efficiency, so amassed wealth, and others even boosted magical activity in the region.
But Cassius imdiately noticed an even more special existence among them and chose it without hesitation.
[You have chosen the special faction trait—[Divine Right of Kings]]
[Divine Right of Kings]
Description: You can grant part of your authority to your vassals, allowing them to possess certain special privileges within the Empire Domain.
(Note: Exclusive trait for [Empire Domain].)
During the war against the abyssal demons, Cassius discovered a major issue with the Empire—its holand defense was too weak.
Under the current technology tree, mostly climbed by players, the Empire’s military had surplus destructive power but insufficient defense, akin to a glass cannon.
The Abyss could send high-tier demons to infiltrate various cities of the Empire, causing constant destruction and slaughter, while the Empire had few counterasures.
Cassius couldn’t always remain within the Empire’s borders. If he provoked a demigod or even a true god-level enemy in the future, he could escape, but the Empire could not.
This was ultimately a world where individual might had almost no upper limit.
Origin Casters, Abyssal Lords, Godspawn, Elental Princes—such beings could destroy most of the Empire alone, shaking its foundations.
Yet this so-called [Divine Right of Kings] allowed him to temporarily grant part of his authority to vassals, giving them stronger defensive power.
If the Empire were likened to a website, then he now had the ability to "set administrators."
"This kind of ability."
Cassius rubbed his scale-covered chin, folded his wings, and fell into deep thought.
At that mont, a familiar term surfaced in his mind: terrestrial theocracy.
It was far too similar. In divine kingdoms, deities often granted authority to angels and priests beneath them to manage their domains.
And this [Divine Right of Kings] could achieve a similar effect, except divine realms were often created by gods, held aloft in the heavens, existing on outer planes.
Cassius’s "divine kingdom," however, could exist in the material plane, upon this mundane earth.
The last ti the Red Dragon heard this term was from the mouth of the Vengeful Lord Jezal Slak before his death—it was his final madness.
"How could there be a being capable of establishing a terrestrial theocracy!"
He had roared those words.
"Terrestrial theocracy."
Thinking of this, Cassius muttered the term again, pondering quietly, a faint light shimring in his pale golden pupils.
Ember Empire, city center of Istaria—tens of thousands crowded around the grand altar.
Among them were victorious imperial soldiers from the battlefield, curious civilians, and opportunistic rchants nearby.
All had co for the sa event—the Ember Empire’s honors ceremony.
According to imperial tradition, such a ceremony was held only after major battles. The Ember Emperor would personally reward contributors with great power, long life, and—supre glory.
In the eyes of the populace, this ceremony was more important than any holiday. Becoming a participant in the honors ceremony was a dream for nearly every imperial citizen.
For the Ember Emperor, it was also a pri opportunity to gather faith, strengthen imperial cohesion, and foster identification.
Therefore, the authorities encouraged it. In recent days, posters for the honors ceremony were hung all across the Empire, and many factories even granted holidays.
The day before the ceremony, people already filled the Imperial Square. So even brought beds and tents, setting up camp on the spot.
Naturally, they were soon discovered by patrolling constables and were asked to put those things away.
Humans, goblins, hobgoblins, kobolds, ogres, and tieflings—imperial citizens of many races looked up at the towering altar, expressing heartfelt awe.
"Quick, find a good spot!"
"So envious."
"Yeah, to go to war and earn the Emperor’s favor—if I could stand up there even once in my life, it’d be worth it."
"This is the imperial dream ntioned in the "Empire Daily
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