I Can Reap Qi Fortune from Players-Chapter 634 - 121: Founding Proclamation, Sea Race Speech! (Fourth Update)
Ten minutes earlier, the old steward went up the mountain.
Just reaching the entrance of the manor and stepping into the square, a group of people in court attire came running over.
"Sir, there are ten minutes left until your ascension ceremony."
Jiucai Rong happily rubbed his palms together, "Don't worry, it's not difficult. Even an old man can do it foolishly and ascend swiftly."
There were over 900 of them, almost all dressed in various official robes. Alone, there were more than 600 officials in First Grade uniforms, the rest were princesses and princes' uniforms.
It was very ceremonial, clearly showing they had prepared a lot for today.
Crack!
Crack!
Then, they began to chop at the bubbles.
"Old Steward, we're going to chop you, bear with it!"
They started speaking rebellious words.
Bone Demon's bubble 80% (main body) + Meiling Fish's bubble 10% (temperament) + Old Steward's bubble 10% (protagonist)
They had researched this formula multiple times.
Ning Zheng saw them holding knives so excitedly, which made him a little uneasy, and as the old steward, he righteously refused: "Since there's already a substitute, I don't need to go at all."
"No, sir."
Jiucai Rong said solemnly, "Today is your ascension. You must attend for the ceremony to have a sense of occasion."
"Rest assured, we've designed the entire process, a foolproof ascension. You don't have to do anything; we'll say the lines and design the actions for you. All you have to do is control the substitute in the Embers' bubble to ascend!"
"You just need to pose, it'll be... quite handsome!"
They wouldn't waste much of the old man's energy.
Because in their eyes, the old steward was a fishy, lazy type of retired old man, occasionally coming up to see things, belonging to the kind of gatekeeper, possibly even out of breath when walking.
—The above are all the self-feelings of the players.
Because the leader of a certain country in their hometown was like this too, somewhat demented, incoherent, but fortunately, the old steward didn't have similar incontinence habits. There shouldn't be any problems during the ascension, right?
So, Ning Zheng also followed them into the bubble avatar of Manor Master Embers.
Returning to the present time.
At the entrance.
"Sir, just walk like this, that's right."
During the walk.
"Where's the effects team? Control it! The Dragon Ladder beneath your feet, you idiots!! Don't mess it up!"
"Yes, yes."
Sitting on the chair.
"Sir, the line goes like this, that's right, just like that, taunt the Dragon Race fiercely... Genius is the threshold for seeing me, only monsters can follow my back."
Ning Zheng: "..."
So, he watched them perform, fool-proof ascension, feeding the food into his mouth.
Then ascending, sitting on the throne, silently watching those guys fight, mocking the Dragon Race.
Ning Zheng felt like he was really going to let go, as if he didn't need to do anything, even the lines were designed, clothes handed to him, food served, and at this rate, he felt like he would end up being spoiled and useless.
The above is all behind-the-scenes footage of the acting.
...
At this moment.
The sea surged, Bone King sat on the throne, watching the war, his expression cold and radiant with charm.
In the eyes of outsiders, this Bone King seemed so arrogant!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
"How dare you!!" "You actually humiliate our Dragon Race like this!" "Unforgivable!" The second One Heart Realm Dragon Race member appeared, followed by the third, the fourth....
One by one, giant dragons blotted out the sky.
The pressure from the apex of the food chain, the mighty dragon might of the number one Divine Beast of the Nine-State, swept forth, seemingly making it difficult for everyone to breathe.
In the words of a blacksmith, it's like sticky rice cake, stuck in the throat! Can't speak, legs weak, wanting to kneel.
Countless onlooking Sea Race tribes looked at the terrifying figures, as if the fear accumulated day by day towards the Dragon Race surged once again in their hearts, memories of the food chain embedded deep in their genes.
Like a rabbit seeing a tiger, instinctively fleeing, the hereditary memory of a natural enemy deeply rooted in their bones.
"Dragon's might is terrifying; we may fear for a while but cannot fear for a lifetime."
At this moment, Bone King slowly spoke, fearless, looking up as if murmuring to the sky:
"No species can always stand at the top of the food chain, whether it's a Human God, Pseudo-human, or you and I, in today's age of Immortal Spirit Roots, no one reigns supreme for eternity, only everyone as dragons."
"Everyone—as you!"
He stood up, pointing to the sky with one hand, pointing at those dragons:
"In this world, everyone can be as strong as dragons, as immortal as phoenixes, as brave as tigers, as resilient as Profound Turtles, in the era of the Immortal Path, we all have the chance to stand at the world's pinnacle, ascend to immortality, and witness the world's permanence and changing eras."
His voice, like a soul-stirring symphony, resonated an amazing melody from the throne under the sea,
"Today, we establish our nation, like the solemn inauguration of an era, bringing hope to the countless lives crushed by the tyranny of the food chain. It's like a joyous dawn, ending the long dark night of materialism and birthright."
"In the era of the Immortal Path, new classes begin to change. I believe the world will give birth to new great principles, where all life is equal, and no race is superior or inferior!"
His voice rose, stirring the Four Seas.
This moment was incomparably silent, everyone's pupils shining, as if this emperor proclaiming in radiance was to be eternally imprinted in myth and history, never fading over millennia.
Boom!
As the speech ended, the entire place fell silent.
This was a proclamation.
This was the declaration of a newly established dynasty's emperor, passionately roaring his founding statement to his beloved people.
All the fish seemed to witness the most exciting scene for fish, tears welling up, beginning to worship that Bone King seated on the throne, erupting in their hearts a single thought:
If he ascends, the primitive era of divine beast oppression would end.
They didn't know this Bone King was a puppet, that the people were ignorant and easily deceived, truly believing a savior similar to Jiu Shui had emerged to overthrow the corrupt Sea Race world.
"Ah! Why am I crying, boo hoo hoo." Among the crowd, the Water Army began to stir emotions, eyes dizzy, crying loudly.
"Is the Jiu Shui belonging to our Sea Race appearing?!" The Sword Fairy wept bitterly, making the spies watching her true form beside her look strange, What do you mean, your Sea Race? They thought this character was also defiant, fearing chaos in the world.
Among the crowd, at last, a Sea Race voice emerged: "So wonderful, with Detective Yan Shuangying and the sagacious and brave Bone King, you must win... I only trust in the dynasty you will establish!"
"You will certainly triumph over the Firewood Saint... no, the Sheng Shi built by Jiu Shui!"
"The detestable Dragon Race, it was their greed and indulgence that ruined our families and homes."
"Bone King!"
"Bone King!!"
"Bone King!!"
Within the ring walls forged by the human Ark city, along the streets, the Sea Race people couldn't help but shout, enthusiastically calling out, as if seeing hope.
The shouts converged, forming a wave of sound, rolling heavily.
This allowed the human cultivators present, and various Great Powers both openly and covertly, to witness the immense and magnificent power of what was called "the will of the people".
Though even such an awe-inspiring and passionate will of the people was still negligible before personal martial strength.
Yet all the humans who came to watch felt deeply moved, a thought arising in their hearts: "It was worth it."
Above the sea realm, the endless dragons in battle.
Below, the great emperor swearing his ascension.
This scene indeed had a sense of tragic grandeur, worthy of being engraved in history.
