Inside the grand assembly hall, all eyes were fixed on Daniel.
He simply smiled and began to speak.
"There are a few friends here I’m eting for the first ti, so you may not recognize yet," he said calmly.
"Let briefly introduce myself. I’m Daniel, from the human race."
The mont he said that, several corners of the room twitched awkwardly.
Was this a joke?
How could they not recognize Daniel?
In this world, was there anyone left who didn’t know who he was?
They might not know who the Human Emperor was—
but Daniel?
Impossible.
Daniel had already displayed power far beyond their imagination.
He was a walking legend.
But even so, no one interrupted him. They all quietly listened.
"Right now, I suppose I’ve beco the ruler among each of your races," Daniel continued casually.
"After all, I have territory within nearly all of your lands."
"Oh, and I also built the Infinite Divine Temple.
If I’m being honest, I’d say I’m probably the most powerful person in the world."
His words left the hall in stunned silence.
Everyone knew how powerful Daniel was—
and yet, hearing him say it so plainly struck a different kind of chord.
So no one refuted him. They simply accepted it.
"I’ve gathered everyone here for a very simple reason.
The matter I wish to discuss is also very straightforward."
"As you all know, the Millennial Apocalypse has begun.
But even I, as strong as I may be, can’t protect everyone at once."
"This ti, the Apocalypse has spread across the entire world.
Even with my clone technique, I’m stretched far too thin."
"That’s why I hope each of you—and your respective races—can strengthen yourselves as quickly as possible.
By doing so, we won’t be caught as unprepared when the worst cos."
"On that note, I’d like to propose a pact—an alliance, if you will.
Once the pact is ford, I’ll do what I can to help all of you raise your strength."
The monarchs of the various races exchanged glances, expressions shifting subtly.
"Your Highness Daniel..."
"You an to say..."
"My aning is simple," Daniel said.
"I want to form a temporary alliance of all races, with as the leader.
In other words, I would beco the Emperor of All Races.
Once this Millennial Apocalypse is over, if anyone is dissatisfied, you are free to leave the alliance."
There it was—Daniel had made his intentions clear.
He wanted to beco the supre ruler of all races—
a unified leader who could guide the world through this crisis.
Of course, this raised questions.
If the other races accepted Daniel’s proposal, they would effectively beco his subordinates—
losing their independent sovereignty.
But this wasn’t without its benefits.
One of the most imdiate gains was the elevation of their level caps.
Daniel was human, and the level cap for humans had recently been raised to 250.
Additionally, any racial bonuses currently possessed by humans could now apply to their allied races.
When Daniel had slain the Seeds of Chaos, he had obtained a slew of powerful items.
These had significantly strengthened the entire human race.
Skills such as Bow Mastery, Shadow Mastery, Sword Mastery...
In short, the human race had beco fully stacked with buffs.
Factually speaking, humanity now existed on an entirely different tier from the rest.
It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that even if every other race in the world banded together,
they would still lose to the current humans.
And this transformation had happened within just a few short hours.
Everyone in the room knew—
It wouldn’t be long before every awakened human possessed S-rank talents.
When that day arrived, the human race would be hundreds of tis stronger than it was now.
Daniel alone had propelled his race into a golden age of developnt.
Of course, the monarchs of other races weren’t fools.
They understood why Daniel was offering this alliance—
and they also understood what they stood to gain from it.
If they beca Daniel’s vassals, their own races would grow stronger.
Their combat power would soar.
Overall, the benefits clearly outweighed the drawbacks.
And Daniel had already promised that the alliance was temporary—
anyone could leave once the Apocalypse ended.
Faced with this reasoning, many monarchs began to feel tempted.
After all, this Millennial Apocalypse was shaping up to be far more dangerous than any in history.
Without Daniel’s help, they had little hope of survival.
Still, the issue concerned sovereignty—
and so, for the ti being, the monarchs remained silent, deep in thought.
At that mont, a gentle cough broke the silence.
It was Ally.
"Sorry to interrupt at such a tense ti," she said, "but I have so news to share—sothing directly related to the Apocalypse."
Daniel looked toward her and gave a small nod.
Receiving his approval, Ally continued,
"Everyone here has likely experienced a previous Millennial Apocalypse.
You know how these events unfold."
"What we’re currently seeing—the Seeds of Chaos—is only the beginning."
"But beyond those seeds, I’ve received new intel."
"The Goddess of Gold & Silver, Aurelia, will descend upon this continent herself.
And her servants, the higher race known as the Angels of Gold and Silver, will descend with her."
Gasps of alarm rippled through the chamber.
No one had expected this—
a true god was about to descend?
Aurelia?
Wasn’t she the one who had always protected the races of the world?
Why would she be descending now?
The crowd was filled with confusion, but no one had any answers.
Then Ally spoke again.
"According to the will of the Moon Goddess Luna, I am willing to temporarily serve under Daniel."
"I’ll be honest—none of you have the strength to resist the invasion of the higher races.
When Aurelia descends, this world will be finished."
The expressions in the room turned grim.
"Aurelia... will truly descend?" soone asked in a trembling voice.
No one knew if this was absolutely certain.
But even if Aurelia didn’t appear in person—
just the Angels of Gold and Silver would be enough to annihilate the world.
The monarchs of every race now wore expressions as dark as the void.
Even Daniel furrowed his brow slightly.
Because this... even he hadn’t foreseen.
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