Back on the battlefield, Kent held the Shadow Orb in his hand, feeling the immense power contained within it. Simon lay broken at his feet, a pitiful shadow of the confident warrior he had been just moments before.
“Nice toy… next time buy a better one.” Kent muttered as held the shadow orb between his claws.
With a single push, Kent crushed the Shadow Orb in his hand, the divine energy within it dispersing into the air like wisps of smoke. Simon’s eyes rolled back, his body convulsing as the last of his strength faded away.
The battlefield was silent. The onlookers, both mortal and divine, could only watch in stunned silence. Find your next adventure on empire
And so, the time of blessing began, with Kent standing like a sole victor of this entire battle field.
The battlefield was engulfed in a deafening roar as the sound of drums reverberated through the air, shaking the very earth beneath the warriors’ feet. The vibrations seemed to echo the pulse of the land itself, filling the atmosphere with a sense of sacred feeling.
As the drumming reached a fever pitch, lesser god races, their forms shimmering with divine light, began to pour their pure essence over the War God statue. Rainbow-colored streams of ethereal energy cascaded down, enveloping the statue in a radiant glow that cast a sacred aura over the entire blessed land.
The onlookers stood silently, their eyes wide in awe as they watched the rainbow-hued essence fall over the War God statue.The sacred feeling wrapped around each person present, pulling them into a moment of quiet reflection and deep respect.
Kent, still in his beastly golden form, turned his gaze toward the War God statue. His eyes flickered with a mix of emotions—hope, anticipation, and a sliver of impatience. He could feel the weight of the moment pressing down on him, the promise of divine recognition so close, yet just out of reach.
After a brief look at the statue, Kent turned his head back and locked eyes with Simon, who was crumpled on the ground, struggling to get up.
A flash of fear crossed Simon’s face as he met Kent’s intense gaze. His body trembled, and for a moment, he considered fleeing, escaping the crushing presence of the warrior who had nearly ended him.
But his strength was gone, his aura depleted. There was nowhere to run, no energy left to muster. Desperation took hold, and Simon frantically began searching through his spirit ring for a Yantra, anything that could help him translocate away from this nightmare.
But just as Kent took a step toward him, ready to finish what he had started, something extraordinary happened.
A powerful, godly presence suddenly materialized in front of Simon, bringing Kent to an abrupt stop. The battlefield seemed to hold its breath as a sky-blue essence enveloped Simon, washing over him like a protective veil.
The Space God appeared before Simon. His eyes, filled with the wisdom of the cosmos, softened as he looked down at the broken warrior.
Without a word, the Space God placed his hand over Simon’s head, a gesture of immense significance that sent ripples of energy through the air. The onlookers gasped as they realized what was happening—the Space God was offering his legacy.
A surge of divine energy coursed through Simon’s body, transforming his very being. His aura channels shifted and expanded, converting into powerful Mana channels.
Simon’s cultivation surged, and he ascended into the Mortal Sovereign realm, his spirit reignited with the fire of the gods. The transformation was astonishing; where once there was a broken man, now knelt with strong power.
As Simon kneeled, humbled yet empowered, the Space God bestowed upon him treasures of immense value, each one a mark of divine favor.
First, he offered a gleaming orb, pulsing with a power that seemed to bend the very fabric of space around it. The Space God’s voice echoed across the battlefield as he spoke.
“This is the Celestial Nexus Orb, a divine artifact that grants its wielder the power to bend space to their will.”
Next, the Space God summoned a long staff with a circular head, its surface inscribed with ancient runes that glowed with otherworldly energy.
“This staff is the Astral Convergence treasure, a weapon of supreme might, capable of summoning the very essence of the star’s energy.”
Finally, he presented Simon with a manual, its pages glowing with the light of a sacred space.
“And this… is the Codex of Celestial Paths, containing the mantras that will lead you to the Divine Space Elemental Physique.”
Simon accepted these treasures with reverence, his heart pounding with a mix of gratitude and awe. The Space God had blessed him beyond measure, and with a final look at his benefactor, Simon teleported out of the battlefield, his form vanishing from blessed land.
As the Space God prepared to depart, he cast a lingering glance at Kent, as if weighing the warrior’s worth. But the Space God said nothing more and disappeared into the sky, leaving Kent standing alone, his golden form still radiating power, but his heart filled with emptiness.
“Storm God, why don’t you offer your legacy to that kid. I think he deserved your blessing.” The god of music said with a curious look.
“If I bestow my legacy, I will do more bad for him than good. He deserves something more.” The Storm god rumbled as he eyes Kent with a serious face.
From the 7th realm aurora glass, Simon’s father, Jason, let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. Relief and pride swelled within him as he saw his son ascend to such heights. “He did it. Simon has truly been blessed.” Jason murmured, a smile breaking across his face.
Ryon Lionheart, watching from beside him, nodded in approval. “The Space God has shown great favor to your son, Jason. But he missed the war god legacy.”
Jason shook his head in dismissal. “I don’t think war god will come to bestow his legacy. It’s already the blessing time. I think my son received the highest reward of this ordeal.” Jason said with a proud smile.
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