Ashen Dragon-Chapter 525 - 422 Destiny and Slumber

Chapter 525: Chapter 422: Destiny and Slumber

Chapter 525 -422: Destiny and Slumber

“Let’s welcome the sole ruler of the Anzeta Great Wilderness, the Ashen Emperor—His Majesty Cassius, to present the awards to the champion!”

Instantly, the eyes of the crowd refocused on the high platform. The entire Grand Colosseum, filled with 10,000 spectators, turned their gaze to the presence on the throne, holding their breath.

The man wore a scarlet royal robe and a grand crown. His light golden pupils were infinitely profound, exuding an aura of control over everything.

Compared to the colossal form of the Red Dragon, this young noble evoked more admiration than fear from the people.

Like a deity.

This word appeared simultaneously in the minds of the hundreds of thousands present, etching itself deeply into their memory.

“His Majesty Cassius!”

“Long live the Emperor!”

“Cassius! The man among men, the prime of masculinity…”

The people’s eyes grew fervent as they shouted and cheered with all their might.

Though the crowd echoed shouts, the players’ lines always stood out as “unique”. Fortunately, the empire’s citizens and Cassius on the throne were used to this.

Amidst the thunderous applause, Cassius smiled faintly, stood up from the throne, and first glanced around the arena, his gaze sweeping over the eager imperial citizens before settling on the victor in the center of the field.

“Steel Torrent, you emerged from 10,000 contestants, proving your valor to me.”

“The Ashen Empire does not neglect any capable and ambitious citizen, and you have earned the empire’s recognition.”

His voice was not loud, yet everyone present heard it clearly, each word distinctly comprehensible.

The people held their breath, watching this scene with fervor, wishing it were themselves receiving such an honor.

“Congratulations, Dragonflame Champion.”

Cassius said.

Steel Torrent instantly understood, quickly kneeling on one knee and saying: “Grateful for your majesty’s grace, your kindness, for my entire life…”

“My achievement is insignificant, but you are the eternal leader of our nation and people…”

Here, he even took out a small note from his pocket, glanced at it, and continued:

“To Cassius’s warriors, students—the imperial people, it is our duty and honor to forever support his immortal legacy and to die for the empire…”

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Steel Torrent’s tone was especially earnest, even somewhat sycophantic, wishing to speak a whole 10,000 characters worth of acceptance speech.

Knowing this was a rare opportunity to increase the “favorability” of the faction leader, something others desired but lacked.

The audience of players, tieflings, great goblins, and ordinary humans were accustomed to this, even showing support.

After all, loyalty was the highest form of “political correctness” in the empire, not to be underestimated.

“Clap, clap, clap, clap!”

The applause was enthusiastic, echoing in the spacious arena for a long time.

On the high platform, Ramp stroked his chin, nodding repeatedly in satisfaction, thinking the Starfallen truly knew the ropes and were worthy of cultivation.

Even he hadn’t prepared a speech, yet Steel Torrent noticed even such minor details.

On the throne, Cassius’s smile stiffened, his lips twitched imperceptibly.

“Well, well…”

“These players are getting more and more adept with their lines.”

Although he did need to gather faith, this scene felt somewhat strange. Luckily, he was battle-hardened.

No matter what, he must maintain his dignity!

After hesitating for a moment, Cassius still increased Steel Torrent’s favorability by 15 on the panel, while maintaining his expression.

[Using faction leader authority.]

[You will bestow the player Steel Torrent with the special faction title: Dragonflame Champion]

Cassius raised his arm, pointing far into the distance at Steel Torrent across hundreds of meters.

“Steel Torrent, you will receive the unique grace of a champion.”

A golden flame flew from his fingertip, arced through the sky, and finally merged into Steel Torrent’s body.

Instantly, the rapidly flowing golden flame covered his entire body, gradually concentrating into a magnificent armor, and then—

“Boom—”

With the sound of air bursting, two flaming wings suddenly spread out from his back, slowly flapping.

The golden title text: Dragonflame Champion appeared above Steel Torrent’s head.

“I am invincible now!”

Steel Torrent looked down at his hands covered in gilded red armor, then at the wings on his back, his face brimming with pride.

Enhanced combat power was secondary; the most important thing was—this outfit looked truly impressive!

With this thought, Steel Torrent raised his chainsaw sword, flapped his flaming wings, and struck a dashing pose towards the audience.

“Whoa?”

“So cool?”

“The officials always skimp on rare equipment, but they’re giving out such great stuff this time!”

“I’m really envious! Who’s with me to capture Crazy Brother?”

“No way I could beat him…”

The players in the audience were immediately full of envy and jealousy, especially the tyrant of the Royal Guild, gritting his teeth in hatred.

This was the grand event he had always dreamed of!

On the throne, Cassius thought to himself that this was just something he had crafted in half an hour, using a single Breath’s worth of energy.

If he wanted, he could even mass-produce such outfits, a good method to reap benefits.

And bestowing the special title was a unique privilege of faction leaders, requiring only a small quota to be consumed, nearly costless.

“Master, it’s about time.”

The attendant Ramp leaned in, whispering a reminder.