Chapter 310

Days passed one by one, and the date of the Sky Council's convening also drew ever closer.

As newspapers, books, and street orators continuously promoted, the Light missionaries in the alleys of Youlai City gradually disappeared.

The Light Divine Clan seemed to have surrendered.

But this was naturally just a facade, merely the calm before the storm.

Yet the covert maneuvers were increasing day by day.

The Light Divine Clan not only acted on its own, but also directed the surrender faction within the Sky Council and the steadfast combat faction that Naya belonged to, engaging in various covert struggles.

Naturally, Luosen observed all these small maneuvers.

He fulfilled the initial agreement, hardly giving any orders on details, leaving everything to the Nawat people to handle.

He stayed peacefully in Naya's Manor, as if he knew nothing.

As Emperor of the Natural Empire, he certainly would not idle.

Through the connection of faith's power, he constantly monitored the various situations within the Natural Empire and also handled all kinds of tedious affairs.

Apart from his main form not being in Swan Castle, everything else remained exactly as before.

When there were still ten days until the conference, the Natural Empire brought good news.

The High Energy Magic Method Laboratory actually obtained a breakthrough result by sheer luck.

Soon, the result reached Luosen's hands.

He examined it carefully, then borrowed Laifu's computing power to run simulations and analyses; the final result made Luosen's eyes light up.

"Hey~ this thing is not bad~ really not bad!"

Simply put, with this result he could craft a magical device with extremely powerful functionality.

The Nawat Plane naturally lacked the conditions to craft it, but no one stipulated that he must remain in the Nawat Plane.

With his current soul strength and understanding of the Phase Shift Technique, even a cross‑plane transfer would require only a three‑hour recovery period.

Three hours, nothing would go wrong.

Thus, he secretly teleported back, rushed to the Imperial High Energy Magic Method Laboratory, used the lab's various ready‑made high‑energy magical equipment, employed a costly‑no‑barrier forging method, and spent three days crafting a high‑energy magical device.

It could also be called a divine artifact, for it was made entirely of high‑energy spiritual essence akin to elemental matter, just like a branch of the Tree of Life.

The divine artifact is named the Tsunami Guard Bracelet, taking the form of two rune‑inscribed wristbands, worn respectively on Luosen's left and right wrists.

The divine artifact is: 'By utilizing the magical power superconductivity phenomenon, it greatly shortens the casting time of spells.'

High‑energy spiritual essence, like elements, comes in many varieties and exhibits different properties.

The breakthrough of the High Energy Laboratory was the discovery of a high‑energy spiritual essence that possesses the magical power superconductivity phenomenon.

Because of superconductivity, magical power transmission encounters no resistance, thus allowing a tremendous increase in the flow rate of magical power, thereby speeding up spellcasting, especially the casting speed of giant spells that consume vast amounts of magical power.

For ordinary mortal legendary mages, the effect of this divine artifact is quite ordinary.

Because their magical power scale is small, their casting speed is already fast; even if reduced tenfold, the saved casting time might be only a few tenths of a second.

But for Luosen, who possesses a tremendous source of power and a vast soul, this thing is practically tailor‑made for him.

For Luosen's ten‑thousand‑scale giant spell, the shortest time he needs to complete it is three seconds; in battle against strong opponents, this speed is truly too slow.

But with the Tsunami Guard Bracelet, it takes only 0.3 seconds, directly cutting the casting time by 90%.

Thus, with a mere gesture, he gains the mighty power to move mountains.

"Good stuff~~ really good stuff."

"However, it is useful only for spells below the High Energy Magic Method Realm."

In the High Energy Magic Method Realm, magical power and soul unite into elemental‑like spiritual essence, so naturally there is no such thing as a magical power superconductivity phenomenon.

In the midst of his feelings, Luosen silently returned to Naya's manor.

At this point, with four days left until the Sky Conference, Naya and her husband, as the firm leaders of the combat faction, turned their manor into a temporary stronghold, making it very lively.

All 38 firm combat Sky Councilors gathered in her manor to hold a meeting.

Soon after Luosen arrived, he heard Naya's soulful whisper.

"Your Majesty, the councilors still lack some confidence and are eager to see the envoy from the Natural Empire."

"How about you give everyone some encouragement?"

Luosen thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

"Very well."

We've reached the point where it's almost time to lay our cards on the table; hiding them anymore is pointless.

Thus, he walked out from the third-floor guest rooms to the meeting study on the manor's first floor.

The study isn't large—about 150 to 160 square meters—but with only 38 councilors, it isn't crowded.

When Luosen arrived, a group of councilors were seated around the round conference table chatting.

Thirty‑eight people, yet they displayed several different expressions.

Some kept their heads down and silent, some shouted angrily, and others leaned in to whisper.

But everyone shared a common trait: furrowed brows, solemn faces, bearing the gravity of marching to the execution ground.

The round table was large, with several empty seats.

Luosen walked to an empty seat and sat down, casually removing his hat, flicking his hand to toss it onto the nearby coat rack, then crossed his legs and lightly tapped the tabletop with his other hand.

"tap-tap-tap~~"

The sound was neither too light nor too heavy, but enough to draw everyone's attention.

The councilors all turned their heads, looking at Luosen with puzzled and curious eyes.

Someone asked softly, "Who is this gentleman?"

"I've never seen him before."

"But he doesn't look like an ordinary person."

He must be an envoy of the Natural Empire, right?

Surely, but this envoy is rather impolite.

Luosen smiled and said: "Gentlemen, ladies, you guessed right—I am the envoy from the Natural Empire."

I also know that you have many guesses about my specific identity, and there are many rumors outside saying I am Luosen, the emperor of the Natural Empire.

"I want to say" Luosen paused his tone, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

After confirming everyone was looking at him, he gave a grin.

That's right, I am Luosen.

As soon as his words fell, the councilors couldn't help but let out various low exclamations, and their faces showed various expressions.

Some were shocked, some doubtful, and some looked at Luosen with scrutinizing gazes.

Luosen waited patiently for a moment, then asked: "Any questions?"

Immediately an elderly woman with white hair stood up.

She pushed her reading glasses and asked: "Your Majesty Luosen, may I ask how many warriors you have brought?"

Just me.

Immediately another middle-aged councilor stood up: "Forgive my frankness, this does not match your imperial status."

I have never heard of an emperor of any empire venturing alone into dangerous territory.

As soon as he said that, many councilors immediately nodded in agreement.

This is indeed outrageous, not helpful for boosting the councilors' confidence.

Thus Luosen smiled narrowly and said: "Ahaha~~ I was just joking with you."

Actually, I have brought an elite guard unit.

As he spoke, Luosen lightly clapped his hands, simultaneously locating the recently subdued original judgment saints and transmitting Spiritual Whisper to them.

My Golden Scholars, come over, come to my side, help me bolster the scene.

The arcane implements of the Golden Scholars support free phase shifting within the plane.

Thus, after Luosen just completed the summoning, each Golden Scholar teleported to the manor's courtyard, then lined up and walked into the conference hall.

Total 19 people, all legendary mages, with average soul strength reaching Legendary 8, and faintly showing a soul vastly surpassing that of mortals.

The 19 people appeared, surrounding Luosen's sides, displaying the aura of a vast army.

This is my royal guard warriors; in our nation, they are called Scholars.

Normally, they do not stay by my side, as each is assigned important tasks. But whenever I issue a summons, they will immediately come to assist.

Alright, Scholars, that's about it—go about your business, don't frighten these esteemed gentlemen and ladies.

The Golden Scholars then teleported away one after another; the entire process completely ignored the phase-locking formation of Youlai City, showing inconceivable magical power.

Looking again at the sky councilors present, no one doubted Luosen's identity anymore.

Including Naya, all 38 sky councilors rose together, paid respectful homage to Luosen, addressing him as "Your Esteemed Majesty."

Luosen nodded: "Please sit and speak, after all I am not the emperor of the Sky Republic."

The sky councilors all sat down; the worry on their faces faded considerably, and their confidence increased greatly.

Luosen then began to express his idea: "To the Sky Republic, I am a loyal ally; I will help you resist the invasion of the Light Demons."

You might suspect I have ulterior motives; indeed, I do have some personal interests.

Luosen's gaze swept over the councilors, seeing vigilance and confusion on their faces.

He gave a faint smile: "My personal wish is that the great Nawate Republic may be reunited."

You will surely ask the reason.

The reason is also very simple.

Having said that, Luosen set aside his lazy demeanor, sat upright, and said word by word: "Because, I too have received the calling of the Saint Fiedermont, and I consider myself also a disciple of Fiedermont."

Upon hearing this, the councilors' vigilance instantly dissipated by ninety percent, and genuine respect and recognition appeared on their faces.

Those who, in such harsh conditions, risk their lives to steadfastly oppose the Light Divine Clan are basically pure idealists.

Idealists are hard to bribe with worldly vulgarities; to gain their approval and support, the best way is to acknowledge their ideals.

That is what is called "like-minded."

Coincidentally, Luosen already acknowledged this, so both sides are naturally fellow travelers.

Feeling that it's about enough, Luosen continued:

Ladies and gentlemen, as an ally from another plane, I don't care how you specifically act; I only care whether we share a common destination.

And as it appears now, our destination is indeed the same.

So then, please continue forward, and those enemies trying to block the Nawate Republic's return, please entrust them to me with confidence.

Having said that, without waiting for a response, he stood up, Mage Hand retrieved the hat from the coat rack, lightly placed it on his head, and simultaneously turned and walked toward the conference hall's main door.

The whole process was smooth and uninterrupted; only after he left did the councilors in the hall come to their senses.

Someone unconsciously spoke: "I don't know how to describe it, but he gives me the feeling not of a mortal, but of a true god."

Immediately after speaking, he added: "I mean not those false gods in the void, but a great figure like Fiedermont."

I also share the feeling, thanking the Creator, who in the most perilous moment has again bestowed a mortal great one.

The meeting a few days later will probably be quite unsettled.

Not only that day will be unsettled, but these days are all unsettled; a truly terrifying conflict could erupt at any moment!

Indeed, even the next moment could see it erupt.

May we succeed in upholding the Saint's dying wish!

The sky councilors present are all super-elite of the Nawate.

They have a deep understanding of the current situation; at this moment, they all harbor the thought of being ready to sacrifice for their ideals at any time.

Outside the conference room, Luosen clearly felt this.

He stood on the guest room balcony, gazing at the boundless sky, and in a daze seemed to see again that burning soul.

He silently thought: "Ms. Arlena, I do have selfish motives, but I will absolutely not let the flame ignited by the Holy One go out."

There are countless mortals in the world, and many mortal nations, but not every mortal nation is worth him personally adventuring to save.

Only this place possesses that qualification.

The next chapter is too crazy, it has been blocked, currently being revised.

(End of chapter)