Lorne Empire.
The Empire's parliant hall was filled with towering seats neatly arranged, each row occupied by dignitaries in formal attire, all looking solemn and serious.
Above the hall, emblems and flags representing the empire's power hung, gleaming under the light.
In the center of the hall was a large circular podium.
Even with his partially chanized body looking sowhat frail, Pri Minister William sat in his wheelchair, resting with his eyes closed. Suddenly, he rose from his wheelchair and walked slowly up to the podium.
"I have already reported to His Majesty about the Fischer family; the intelligence is mostly correct. The Fischer family is indeed an evil existence."
"They worship an otherworldly god that could cause trendous upheaval and destruction at any mont. I propose that we send a hundred Monarch powerful experts to march forcefully to the East and destroy the Fischer family."
As the Pri Minister finished his statent, the parliant mbers began to put forward their questions and views.
"Is that true? Those reports are actually true? The Fischer family has a marital connection to you, Pri Minister William, don't they? Don't you think you should be held accountable?"
"Pri Minister! What does His Majesty think? Pri Minister, such a big decision can't be made by you alone!"
"During that great war with the Seven Stars on another continent years ago, our dostic Monarch Level Extraordinary Exponents suffered heavy casualties, and we haven't fully recovered yet. If we really send half of our Monarch Level Extraordinary Exponents to the East, the Seven Stars might seize the chance to attack us!"
They believed this was an important step to push the nation's developnt. The debate was intensely fierce, sotis loud objections were voiced, other tis low discussions occurred, and Pri Minister William just watched everyone coldly.
At that mont, Iron Blood Marshal Horatio Wesley stood up.
As the strongest in the Lorne Empire, he rely rose slowly, his formidable presence silencing everyone, leaving them unable to speak.
"It's sothing agreed upon by , Pri Minister William, and His Majesty the Emperor, to wage war against the Fischer family and the Cyart tri-nation. I think there should no longer be much dissent!"
The parliant mbers were all astounded because, for various reasons, Marshal Horatio's "Swordbearer" and Pri Minister William's "Sun Bird" family often opposed each other, yet they surprisingly had a consensus this ti.
"If that's how it is..."
Pri Minister William's eyes were void of sorrow or joy. He didn't feel like his children in the Fischer family would be affected since there were many offspring in the family.
"The Fischer family is dood!"
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In the grand palace hall of the Seven Stars Empire, resplendent light poured down from the towering ceiling's crystal chandeliers, landing in the middle where the "Military God" quietly watched towards the southeast.
"Fischer again?"
On one side of the great hall, a figure dressed in a luxurious red-and-white robe, holding a scepter, walked in slowly with a gentle and dignified smile on his face.
He was the respected Cardinal "Brass Gear" of the Reforged Church, here to engage in-depth discussions with the Seven Stars Emperor concerning the Fischer family.
"Your Majesty must have heard about the Fischer matter, right?"
"Yes."
The "Military God" Emperor showed a keenly interested expression, then said, "The Child of the Sun God from the south has made a move, hasn't he? The secrets of Fischer are true, right?"
"That's correct, what you said is all correct."
Even though "Brass Gear" holds a prestigious position within the Reforged Church, in the presence of the strongest being of the Claud World, he still remained cautious and respectful.
"Hmm, I see..." The Seven Stars Emperor fell into thought.
"Brass Gear" Cardinal's expression inadvertently revealed a trace of almost imperceptible shock, staring at the Emperor seated on the throne, his heart filled with unprecedented shock.
The "Military God's" presence at this mont seed especially vast, like a towering mountain, standing firm, and like a vast ocean, deep and boundless.
He could feel that the air around the Seven Stars Emperor was continuously rising, as if approaching to break through so invisible barrier towards an even more terrifying level.
Once he truly broke through to that level, he would reach the Apocalypse Upper Rank!ㅤThen, in the Claud World, this "strongest being" would gradually step towards becoming "invincible."
"Brass Gear" was well aware that the so-called strongest was insignificant to that one.
His ambition wasn't to be slightly better than the second-best but to have the power to defeat everyone on his own—a level of ambition that perhaps even reaching the Apocalypse Upper Rank couldn't satisfy.
Yet, amid the shock, "Brass Gear" Cardinal also felt a trace of worry. Did such a vast montum indicate that he had reached so kind of limit?
Could there be so unknown power trying to stop his further advancent?
It is said that those three Quasi-gods, who existed ten thousand years ago, each was the strongest of their era, yet they were all sealed...
So say it was the Divine beings that did, for they do not allow new gods to erge.
"What are you thinking about?"
The voice of the Seven Stars Emperor suddenly snapped "Brass Gear" back to reality.
Then, another statent surprised him.
"Do you think we should destroy the Fischer family?"
"Brass Gear" hesitated for a mont, but imdiately nodded without hesitation, "Of course!"
The Seven Stars Emperor revealed a aningful expression.
——
In the ancient and grand cathedral of the Salvation Church, the towering spires pointed directly into the sky, and the afterglow of the sunset shone through the stained glass windows, casting splendid lights and shadows on the ground.
In the central hall, around a long and wide wooden table, sat several bishops dressed in magnificent robes, with solemn expressions on their faces.
In the center of the table lay a thick Redemption Church Code, beside it was a detailed report on the Fischer family and several related letters, these docunts detailed the recent actions of the Fischer family and the controversies they caused.
One of the older bishops, holding a scepter, first broke the silence:
"The actions of the Fischer family have drawn our extensive attention. Not only have they severely hard the church's interests, but they also pose a great hidden danger to the entire world!"
Another bishop added, "Indeed, the Fischer family has risen in wealth and status in recent years, but they actually lost their way right from the beginning!"
Then, a young bishop expressed his concerns, "We must take action as soon as possible..."
His Holiness the Pope of the Salvation Church was not here, but the bishops in attendance nodded in agreent and began discussing specific strategies.
Eventually, after a vigorous discussion, the bishops reached a consensus.
"The na Fischer must disappear from the world."
——
Nasir City.
During the dim and tranquil twilight, a man with silver-white hair slowly entered the ancient graveyard of his family, his full head of silver tinged with a faint golden glow.
Around him were the resting places of successive generations of the Fischer family, including direct bloodlines and non-direct mbers, each tombstone marking the end of a story. Explore more at My Virtual Library Empire
"…"
He slowly walked to a tombstone engraved with a familiar na, the resting place of his beloved wife, where the words on the tombstone gently whispered in the breeze.
Chris stopped, his hands lightly caressing the cold stone, as if he could feel his wife Vanessa's presence.
She...
must have t the Lord of the Lost by now...
Is the world after death different for a devout person...
He gazed at his wife's tombstone, sinking into deep silence, his thoughts running wild like untad horses.
In this brief mont of silence, Chris quickly reviewed his life—from a green youth to the present, each achievent, each failure, each joy, and each sorrow flashed quickly through his mind.
Regardless of past glories or love and being loved, all would eventually return to dust.
Only death is the inescapable end for everyone.
This realization did not bring fear or despair; instead, it made his heart extraordinarily tranquil.
"Goodbye."
Eventually, Chris sighed softly, his eyes both relieved and reluctant, slowly turned around, and left the graveyard, his strides more firm than when he arrived.
He knew that death is the end yet not the end; in the remaining years, he would continue to write his own story until he too becos a stone on this land.
Chris's figure elongated, his eyes sparkling with an unprecedented light.
Suddenly, an indescribable energy fluctuation filled the air, slowly spreading outwards, gently touching every inch of space like ripples.
Under this force, the hustle and bustle of Nasir City gradually dissolved into nothingness. Vehicles stopped their roaring, pedestrians froze in place, even the breeze seed to forget to blow, leaves remained immobile, and the entire world seed to have pressed the pause button.
Ti lost its aning of flow at this mont, and everything beca exceptionally quiet, leaving only Chris as the only living creature in this still world.
The Fischer family had not perford any rituals yet, however, the Extraordinary materials needed for ascending the Eighth Tier had disappeared.
"Finally fulfilled... 'parting with the most important beloved possession deep in one's heart'."
At the sa mont, Karl also rekindled a new constellation in the Spirit Realm.
In the renewal stood an aged man with black and white hair, expressionless, standing amidst the tombstones as if devoid of any life.
The Eighth Tier of the Path of Tranquility.
"Funeral Bearer".
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