[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-emperor-of-the-source":3,"chapter-emperor-of-the-source-emperor-of-the-source-chapter-133":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Emperor of the Source",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1713131,2188,"Chapter 132: The First Great Battle of the Origin Clan","emperor-of-the-source-chapter-133",133,"\u003Cp>The day before the grand opening of the Origin Capital, the Demon Fleet emerged from warp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before them, light-years away, something glowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faint at first, then brighter, until even the Demon Lord at the fleet's head paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the bridge of his monstrous flagship, Kraxis leaned forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A colossal web of golden-white light shimmered across the void, a formation that spanned an entire star system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seventy worlds orbited in perfect harmony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Kraxis, a Demon Lord who had fought on the frontlines for thousands of years, let out a low chuckle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Magnificent.\" His voice rumbled through the bridge. \"I have not seen such a thing before.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xylos, his Seer, knelt beside him, trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My lord… the beacon has grown brighter… far brighter than when we departed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kraxis turned one eye toward him, \"Brighter?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\" Xylos's voice cracked. \"Dozens more lives have gathered there. The signatures are dense, powerful, like a constellation of suns gathered in one place.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What Xylos did not know was that when they departed, only minor clans had arrived at the Origin Capital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, some of the top clans' Stellar Patriarchs stood within the system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Imperial envoys walked the halls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gathering had grown into something far beyond a simple clan opening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kraxis chuckled darkly, shadows coiling around his shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah… so the feast has fattened while we traveled.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He straightened, his dual essences flaring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xylos hesitated, his voice dropping. \"My lord, I am not sure if we could fight such a large beacon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kraxis's grin widened, but his eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was no fool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We shall see if they feast upon us, or we upon them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, the demon commanders snarled in anticipation, their discipline fraying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their intelligence acknowledged the danger, but their bloodlust rose and drowned reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stronger the prey, the sweeter the feast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Advance,\" Kraxis commanded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fleet surged forward, black vessels tearing through the void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the calm light of the Origin system, ships and cities buzzed in quiet celebration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the day before the grand opening, the day before the galaxy would officially witness the birth of the Origin Capital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First detected by ships orbiting near the outer rim, their communications flared across the Origin Net.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Unknown fleet detected!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Void signatures… massive shadows breaching the edge!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's the Demons!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Panic spread through the channels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the outer lanes, ships full of visiting clans reported the same, hundreds of black vessels pouring into the system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Minor clans had brought families, young disciples, merchants eager to trade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We have younglings aboard, we can't fight a war fleet!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Minor clan leaders shouted across their comms, voices breaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How many ships?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thousands! At least a thousand warships!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many minor clans fell into disarray.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hadn't come for war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had brought children, elders, scholars who had never seen battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some ships immediately began powering their engines, preparing to flee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others froze, paralyzed by fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unauthorized use: this story is on Amazon without permission from the author. Report any sightings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the embassy halls, the top clans watched the displays unfold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Archscribe Morvain, the Lexarian envoy, leaned back in his seat, expression unreadable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers drummed against the armrest, a slow, deliberate rhythm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Interesting,\" he murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of his aides stepped forward. \"Should we offer assistance, Archscribe?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Morvain's lips curled into a faint smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's see how long this 'Origin Capital' survives its first night.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He made no move to intervene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lexaria would not save a rival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elsewhere, in the Aethelian envoy's wing, Castian stood before a holo-display.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The demon fleet's formation rotated before him, each vessel marked with threat assessments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The empire had already anticipated this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had fought demons for millennia, they could predict what would happen when such a gathering occurred outside galactic routes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of his officers approached, voice tight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Should we deploy our forces?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Castian's jaw tightened, but he shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Emperor's orders are clear.\" Castian's voice was flat. \"Let his clan and people die. Only save Adrian at the end.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The officer paled but bowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Castian turned away, hands clenched behind his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lady Seris, strategist of the Duranthian Empire, stood in her quarters, analyzing the patterns of the incoming demon fleet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fingers flew across the display, pulling up formation data, ship classifications, energy signatures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This… is no raiding band,\" she said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of her aides looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is a warband. A full Demon Lord's fleet.\" She zoomed in on the flagship. \"They came to hunt Stellars.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stood immediately, robes sweeping behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Prepare my shuttle. We're heading to the Origin Construct.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her subordinates hesitated, exchanging glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lady, the Empress's stance—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't care.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If those demons destroy this clan, we lose access to the Knowledge Spheres. That's not strategy. That's stupidity.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within minutes, her ship shot from the embassy halls toward the Origin Construct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in the Duskbane quarters, Kaelith watched the void in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her silver eyes reflected the black tide approaching, and her hands tightened at her sides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Demons,\" she whispered. \"Drawn here like flies to light.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of her commanders entered, voice urgent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Matriarch, the demon fleet numbers over a thousand ships. Multiple Stellar signatures detected.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaelith didn't turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Prepare the fleet. I'm going to the Origin Construct myself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The commander blinked. \"You intend to go personally, Matriarch?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\" Her gaze hardened, fire and ice essence flickering around her fingers. \"He's one of ours. I will not watch another human clan burn while I stand idle.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, her ship cut through the void toward the Origin Construct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the heart of Origin Capital, Adrian stood within the Central Tower, the core of the Origin Construct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holo-screens surrounded him, displaying thousands of incoming void signatures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The demon fleet had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Varik and Septimus stood beside him, their faces grave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My lord, panic has spread through the outer fleets,\" Varik reported, his voice tight. \"Dozens of minor clans are requesting immediate evacuation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adrian's eyes stayed fixed on the projection, \"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They turned to him, startled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If they run now, they'll die before they reach the Nexus routes. The demons hunt the fleeing first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They came to the Origin Capital.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We will not let them die.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Varik swallowed, nodding sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Septimus stepped closer, studying the demon formations, \"The fleet composition suggests a full warband. Multiple Stellar signatures detected.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see them.\" Adrian's fingers moved across the interface, pulling up essence readings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, the hall doors opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lady Seris and Kaelith entered the command hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their presence brought a ripple of relief through the command floor. Even Septimus exhaled softly, shoulders dropping slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weight of two top-tier Stellars standing beside them was not small comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seris stepped forward, bowing slightly. \"Patriarch Blackwood. I come as a strategist of Duranthia, not an envoy. If you call for aid, my fleet will respond.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaelith's tone was quieter, but resolute. \"And the Duskbane will stand beside you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adrian turned to them, meeting their gazes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tough times like these showed who truly stood for him and his clan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I appreciate it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But this is my capital, I will face it first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seris's brow furrowed. \"Alone?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not alone.\" Adrian's gaze lifted toward the void again. \"With what I've built.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaelith studied him, \"You've never commanded a defensive battle of this scale.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\" Adrian acknowledged the truth without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew he still did not have any large-scale battle experience or even personal mastery after the fight with Veythar. He had been too busy managing the clan and creating the capital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he created this formation with all things considered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was time to see if it truly worked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then let me coordinate the fleet movements,\" Seris offered, stepping beside him. \"You focus on the formation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adrian nodded once. \"Agreed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Varik immediately began routing communication channels to Seris, while Kaelith moved to the tactical display.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll position the Duskbane fleet at the northern edge,\" she said. \"If anything breaks through, we'll intercept.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The command hall shifted into motion, orders flowing through the Origin Net.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the edge of the capital system, the Demon Fleet finally arrived in full force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through his warship's viewport, Kraxis saw the shining Origin system, its suns, its alignment, its glittering worlds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of inhabited planets orbiting in perfect symmetry, their surfaces glowing with cities and life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His grin widened, fangs bared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Beautiful.\" His voice rumbled with dark satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, demon commanders snarled in anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his hand. \"Let the stars burn.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thousands of black ships roared in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Essence cannons unleashed torrents of red and violet energy toward the Origin system, waves upon waves of annihilation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The attacks tore through space, streaking toward the planets like falling meteors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing the attacks, the formation responded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Space itself bent around the massive star system, the attacks that hit it were dispersed and redirected into void pockets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire attack dispersed like mist into nothingness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What little energy escaped was redirected, scattered into tiny spatial fractures before dissipating harmlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those who watched from afar gasped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the embassies, from the ships, they saw the void itself bend, like a living thing shielding its children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This—\" Lady Seris whispered, awestruck. \"This isn't a shield…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's a spatial maze,\" Adrian finished, \"Every attack enters folded space. By the time it exits, the energy will scatter across a thousand pockets.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the embassy halls, Archscribe Morvain leaned forward, his smirk fading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A space formation on this scale… Impossible.\" His fingers tightened on the armrest. \"Where did he find enough void crystals to feed it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, on the Demon flagship, Kraxis laughed, a deep, guttural roar that shook his ship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A space formation, is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spread his wings of burning shadow, essence flaring around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good! Let it hold. The hunt is sweeter when the prey resists!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, a thousand demon warships surged forward, toward the shining Origin Capital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The greatest battle the newborn clan had ever faced had just begun.\u003C\u002Fp>",1659,"2026-06-06T15:05:27.003Z",1,"novelbin.me","bbd6b4f19e10d8e681a7b12750e5195045cc23baecce61d10eb1ea015c4ab99a","emperor-of-the-source-chapter-134","emperor-of-the-source-chapter-132",347,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Femperor-of-the-source-cover.jpg"]