Executioner's League-Chapter 40: The Discovery of a New Nation!

As the battle's echoes faded into the night, the Assassinator

of the Wild was already

gone — vanishing as if he had never been there. The wind carried only the

aftermath of his fury, and the boat drifted in silence once more.

The captain, visibly

shaken but regaining his composure, adjusted the controls and turned the boat

southward. The sea stretched endlessly ahead, but after hours of sailing, a

massive island emerged on the horizon. It was nothing like they

expected — far larger and more advanced than Neo-Kyoto,

a gleaming testament to technological brilliance and raw power.

As they approached

the island's dock, the cityscape rose before them in breathtaking detail — towers of glass and obsidian, neon

veins of energy coursing through every building, and a sprawling

network of infrastructure that pulsed with multiple distinct energy sources. The air

itself felt charged with power, a combination energy

forces they couldn't quite identify.

The captain pulled

the boat alongside a sleek docking bay lined with glowing markers,

and as Sanyer and Veytex prepared to disembark, the captain handed them a black

keycard engraved with a crimson phoenix.

"Gear up from your supplies," the captain

instructed. His voice was steady but carried a hint of urgency. "Once you enter the gate, show them the keycard.

They'll know who sent you."

Sanyer nodded,

strapping on his gear and slinging a tactical bag over his shoulder. Veytex

checked his weapons, his face tight with tension but ready. Together, they

followed the path leading away from the docks, the strange energy

of the island thrumming beneath their feet.

The main

gate loomed ahead, a massive obsidian archway lined with crystal-powered

barriers. As they approached, the guards — clad

in advanced armor infused with glowing circuitry — eyed them warily. Sanyer held up the

keycard, and the instant the guards saw the crimson phoenix sigil, they snapped

to attention, stepping aside without a word.

The gates slid

open with a hiss, revealing a city unlike anything they had ever imagined.

The streets

hummed with the power of multiple energies, illuminated

by intricate networks of flux conduits and radiant crystal arrays.

Vehicles unlike anything seen in the nine nations zipped through the air and

along smooth, energy-paved roads. Buildings shimmered with a blend of advanced technology and

artistic elegance, towering high above, their surfaces reflecting the

dance of neon lights and power currents.

But one vehicle

stood out — an Urban Runner far more advanced and sleeker than

the ones in Neo-Kyoto. Its aerodynamic frame glinted with dark alloy,

and its energy core emitted a steady pulse of multi-hued light,

a sign of power far beyond conventional models.

The Urban

Runner's door opened silently, and without a word, they climbed

inside. The vehicle moved instantly — faster and smoother than anything they'd

experienced. It navigated the city's intricate network of elevated highways and

gravity lanes, weaving through a landscape of dazzling

lights and energy-fueled marvels.

As they ascended a winding

road toward the hills, the city fell behind them and ahead rose a

sight that left them speechless.

A magnificent and gigantic mansion, perched atop a crystalline hill, stood as a beacon

of power and opulence. Its architecture fused sleek, modern design with

ancient, arcane energy conduits, the entire structure pulsing

with different types of energy. The mansion seemed to be alive

with power, its walls glowing with ethereal light, and floating

energy sigils danced around its towering spires.

The Urban Runner slowed as they approached the grand entrance,

and the air grew heavier with the weight of unseen forces.

Sanyer and Veytex exchanged a glance — this was no ordinary stronghold.

Whatever lay inside this mansion... was going to change everything.

The third floor of the mansion was a world of its own — a high-tech

sanctuary of elegance and power. The walls pulsed with subtle lines of

energy, blending advanced technology with intricate design,

casting soft, multi-hued glows. The air carried a sense

of purpose and authority, yet also a strange calm.

Sanyer and Veytex

were escorted through sleek glass corridors, their footsteps

silent against the polished floors. When they finally reached a large,

reinforced door, it slid open with a quiet hiss, revealing a master

bedroom unlike anything they'd ever seen.

The room was spacious

and sophisticated, lined with interactive holographic displays and energy-conduit

panels. The ceiling displayed a soft projection of a starlit sky, and the

floor had a subtle warmth beneath their boots. But their eyes were immediately

drawn to the large, state-of-the-art medical bed at the room's center.

There lay the Fallen

Hero — the man

of legend, a figure they had only heard whispers about.

Even in his weakened

state, his presence was undeniable. His sharp,

battle-hardened face bore the marks of countless fights, and his piercing

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eyes still held the fire of determination. Bandages wrapped his torso

and arms, while complex medical devices pulsed softly,

administering treatments. Yet the sheer aura of authority and strength he exuded was almost overwhelming.

As they stepped

closer, his eyes flicked open. Despite the pain, a small, knowing smile crossed

his face.

"Sanyer. Veytex. I knew you would come."

His voice, though rough, still carried calm confidence. "After my recovery... I will train you personally."

Sanyer's heart

pounded with both awe and curiosity. "My

Sire... What is this place?"

The Fallen

Hero's eyes softened, but his tone remained serious. "This... is Aurora Spirtian. The Tenth Nation — the one no one knows exists. In 2036,

when the Great War broke out, this place served as a sanctuary

for assassins and warriors who

wished to protect the world from the shadows. When the war ended, the

world believed it was destroyed... but that was a lie.

"The assassins'

families survived, and from the ashes, they built this

nation — stronger, more advanced, and more united than any other. They

harnessed energies unknown to the rest of the world,

creating a powerful hidden society. And from the

shadows, they've been protecting the Nine Nations, ensuring

balance and peace without

ever being seen."

Sanyer's eyes

widened as he took in the magnitude of this revelation.

The very idea that such a powerful, secretive nation had existed all this time — watching,

protecting, and guiding events from behind the scenes — was almost too much to comprehend.

Veytex stepped

forward, his voice low and respectful. "My

Sire... how did you come to be here? How

did you survive... when the world believed you dead?"

The Fallen

Hero's gaze darkened, and for a moment, old

pain flickered across his face. "**When my death sentence was

declared... I knew my time was short. But I also knew about the rumors — the

whispers of the Tenth Nation. I began my search... and after months of

desperation and near-death encounters, I found them.

"But it was not I

who saved myself." He gestured around the room. "The assassins of Aurora Spirtian found me when I was at my

weakest. They took me in, healed me... and when they learned who I was, they made

me an offer. They asked me to become the Urban Nexus Commander (UNC) — the director of their military and strategic operations. They saw in

me a chance to protect the nations not through politics or fear... but through

strength and vigilance.

"I accepted.

Because for the first time since my exile... I was given a

true purpose. And from that day forward, I have protected

the Nine Nations from the shadows — with

my army, my resources, and my

life. And I will continue to do so... until my final breath."

Silence fell over

the room, heavy with the weight of his words. The gravity of his mission — and his sacrifice —

was clear.

Sanyer and Veytex

exchanged a look. Whatever doubts or fears they'd carried on this journey were gone

now — replaced by respect,

determination... and loyalty.

The two dropped

to one knee, bowing their heads low.

"We vow to stand with you, Sire," Sanyer

said, his voice steady and strong. "To

protect the Nine Nations, to defend Aurora Spirtian... and to fight for the

light, even from the shadows."

"We will follow you — wherever this path takes us,"

Veytex added. "And we will become the

warriors you need us to be."

The Fallen

Hero's eyes softened with pride, and despite his pain, he gave them a

nod. "Rise... my assassins. This is the start

of a new Chapter... and the world will soon know the strength of those

who protect it from the dark."

And with that, their new journey began — one of loyalty,

strength... and a fight for the greater good.