"The borderlands between the Empire and Great Xia have all fallen under the control of Great Xia."
"Zhan Ning and Yu Lian are tasked with reorganizing the Knight Order, while also soothing the populace of the Empire, many of whom still find it hard to accept this harsh reality."
"With the support of Shang Sitengâs Heavenâs Origin Power, the Celestial Net spread rapidly between cities like the roots of the Tree of Life."
"Bob has also joined in, mobilizing nanorobots to advance urban construction. His goal is to complete the integration and transformation of all cities by the end of the year."
Information was swiftly transmitted to the front lines, appearing on the light screen before Lin Jingxuan.
"Did you see it?"
"The Empire is defeated."
Lin Jingxuanâs gaze pierced through the fog ahead, fixing on the Knightâs Code that hovered mid-air, emitting a faint black aura.
All around, the Light Prison, woven from Golden Profound Texts, encaged it like a solid barrier.
When Lin Jingxuan spoke those words, the delight in everyoneâs hearts was palpable.
The Knightâs Code appeared like a dead object, completely silent.
Yet, when the hooks and chains formed by the Golden Profound Texts tried to bind it, the Knightâs Code would release more black aura, nullifying the restraints of the Golden Profound Text.
This stalemate had lasted for over a month.
Subduing this Original Daoist Armament was a painstaking process, not to be rushed. Fortunately, Great Xia no longer needed much of Lin Jingxuanâs attention.
With each passing generation, talents continue to emerge, managing Great Xia well.
The resisting Imperial Knights were, after all, few in number.
Since the Empire mobilized its full force to crush Great Xia, only to face defeat at North County, the Empireâs downfall through counter-assault was inevitable.
When Lin Jingxuan announced the Empireâs defeat, the silent Knightâs Code finally reacted.
Its heavy pages began to turn, with chaotic and distorted black lines coalescing in the air.
"You shall pay!"
This time, a chilling voice sounded, causing the temperature in the Imperial Cathedral to plummet.
The voice was eerie and profound, as if resonating from a multitude of overlapping voices, inducing a sensation of mental pollution and chaos upon merely hearing it.
Surrounding Lin Jingxuan, the River Map and Luo Book emitted a gentle radiance, encasing him within.
On the soft golden radiance, ripple-like waves gently floated, resembling moonlight on water.
"Couldnât hold back anymore, could you?"
"Well, it makes sense; your foundation is being uprooted, a cornered dog indeed fights back."
Despite his words, Lin Jingxuanâs vigilance showed no signs of relaxing.
Dense formations of soft golden Profound Texts were pasted close to the Knightâs Code, in preparation for the impending storm.
"Die!"
With a roar, the pages of the Knightâs Code flipped at unimaginable speed.
Rustle, rustle, rustle!
As the heavy pages turned, increasing amounts of black mist condensed above the Knightâs Code.
The momentum of this Original Daoist Armament began to rise like nodes of bamboo!
The chains trying to reattach were shaken off, flooding the entire cathedral with black mist.
"I should thank you all." As he spoke, the black mist slowly formed the silhouette of a human. "Without your help, my plan wouldnât have been realized so quickly."
"He" stepped out from within the Knightâs Code, speaking as he walked.
"Revival and rebirth again, you major powers never have anything new, do you?"
Watching the figure emerge from the Knightâs Code, Lin Jingxuan spoke with relative calm.
"Revival? Rebirth? No, no, no, I think you might be mistaken."
"I never died; I merely united with my Original Daoist Armament, thus achieving immortality."
"Allow me to reintroduce myself, the First Knight, Lancelot."
The First Knight.
This was a title long forgotten in the endless years of history.
The holder of this title was the founder of the Empire and its first knight.
"So itâs not the Knightâs Code seeking to devour the worldâs origin, but you who seeks it." Lin Jingxuanâs words carried a hint of understanding.
"Thatâs right. Launching an assault on Great Xia North County was indeed my scheme. Devouring the worldâs origin is crucial in taking that step to achieve transcendence."
Lancelot readily acknowledged.
"In fact, the plan consists of two parts. Attacking Great Xia forms only one half."
In Lancelotâs plan, if he could successfully initiate the descent of fallen darkness through the assault on Great Xia North County, and consume the shards of the worldâs origin within the Great Xia Spirit Contract Masters, then surely that would be ideal.
But there are always unforeseen circumstances.
Lancelot could not have disregarded the possibility of failure.
This involved the second part of his plan.
"The Knightâs Code can bestow gifts, but it can also reclaim them."
"You could see it as a form of âinvestmentâ."
"If I retrieve all my âmoneyâ invested, I could still take that step. Complete transcendence. However, in doing so, the Empire would only exist in name."
Why would the Empire only exist in name?
Because Lancelotâs âinvestmentâ clearly referred to the auras bestowed by the Knightâs Code.
And the price he needed to pay to retrieve his investment was the lives of those who received the blessings!
There never was a free lunch; every gift had secretly been marked with a price.
As for Lancelotâs so-called help.
"Investment cannot be forcibly redeemed, and investment itself holds no valueâitâs the potential height that the invested individuals can reach that truly matters."
"Both former Imperial Swords and the Imperial Leader all died at the hands of your Great Xia people. Shouldnât I express my gratitude to you?"
Lancelot referred to the Fallen Knight, Antonio and Louis XVII.
And, of course, many members of the Imperial Knight Order.
Their deaths brought Lancelot substantial âreturns.â
His ability to take form and step out of the Knightâs Code signified one thing.
"Did you feel it?"
"My power."
As Lancelot spoke, his aura, originally at Tier Nine Peak, seemed to break through the heavens again, shattering that barrier, reaching an unprecedented height.
Under such overwhelming dominating aura, even Lin Jingxuan, who had fused with the Original Daoist River Map and Luo Book, was powerless to resist.
"Did you... forget... that sword light?"
Lin Jingxuanâs voice came intermittently from within the endless gale.
A smile curled at Lancelotâs lips.
"Thatâs the essence of my plan."
"Let the Fallen Dark World be the scapegoat, helping me probe your ultimate trump card."
"That sword light was indeed powerful. But surely Great Xia doesnât have another one of such a degree of sword light."
Reaching this point, Lancelot even added a humorously wry remark:
"I bet your gunâs out of bullets."
Just as his words trailed off, a powerful, unobservable sword light descended from beyond the ninth heaven.
It pierced through Lancelotâs forehead, demolishing both him and the Original Daoist Armament, the Knightâs Code, into void-like dust.
"Congratulations, you guessed wrong."
From not far away, Han Zhan, who approached slowly, spoke.
Thus, in the battle between Great Xia and the Empire,
they achieved total victory!