[Congratulations, Host, on successfully transmigrating. Your new identity is Aurek XVI, Emperor of the Crossbridge Empire.]
Great! Finally, I can experience what it feels like to be an emperor.
[Reminder: The Crossbridge Empire is one of the countless empires on the continent of Eura. Your predecessor was Aurek XVI, Intelligence: Imbecile.]
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[Warning: The Crossbridge Empire is on the verge of collapse. Current number of hostile royal factions: 17. Total number of enemies: 7 million. Empire collapse countdown: 1 year.]
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[Congratulations, Host, you have awakened the Supreme Summon System! Please actively earn points. Summoned warriors can be elevated to God Rank!]
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Many years later,
On the peak of the Holy Snow Mountain, before the Gates of the Divine Kingdom,
A tall, slender figure appeared before the guardian angels.
The angels soared into the sky, three pairs of flame-wrought wings unleashing a world-ending blaze.
“Stop! Ahead lies the Divine Kingdom—this is not a place where mere mortals may tread!”
The figure did not raise his head. Instead, with the scepter in his hand, he gently tapped the ground.
In an instant, warriors numbering in the billions emerged upon Holy Snow Mountain, each radiating an aura surpassing even that of God Rank.
You lifted your head ever so slightly, gazing upon the being that once existed only in myth:
“Now, the true conquest begins.”

High above the Morningstar Order's mountain stronghold, the heavens began to twist and deform—like a canvas being crumpled by an invisible, titanic hand.


Tuth and Ross lifted their gazes, brows furrowed tightly.


When the spatial vortex appeared, the Morningstar Order's Grand Elder, a Peak Master Rank 5 powerhouse, emerged from the temple, his sharp eyes fixed on the deep swirl of the void.


Black-armored and silver-armored warriors stepped out of the vortex in perfect formation.


Each one radiated a suffocating aura of destruction.


"They're the same elite as those from Horn Dragon Fortress!"


Emergency barriers flared to life across the stronghold, glowing runes flashing in panic. Ross and the remaining Morningstar acolytes stared upward, throats dry, despair creeping into their eyes.


Chapter 192 - Chapter192-Heaven’s Punishment from the Empire