My Endless Life.

Chapter 625 The Nameless 'Gift'

The nameless intelligent machine fell from the sky like a dead insect.

They cannot approach the Queen, nor can they get within three meters of her.

It was as if those three meters were an absolute no-go zone, and no one could break through.

Wuming tried many methods and launched various attacks, but all of them had little effect. The empress did not even move her feet.

"What's wrong? My dear little brother, don't you have any other tricks up your sleeve?"

Holding her scepter, the empress, who hadn't left her seat from beginning to end, tilted her head and smiled at the nameless woman.

Her eyes gleamed beneath the mask, and Wuming realized he had underestimated his elder sister once again.

The Empress was very talented, reaching the ninth level of strength in less than a hundred years. And she had not taken action since she personally quelled a rebellion twenty years ago.

Twenty years have passed, and no one knows just how strong she is now.

In fact, for a strong person, especially a ninth-level strong person, twenty years is just a blink of an eye. It is generally difficult to improve one's strength in such a short time.

It's quite normal for many veteran ninth-tier cultivators to get stuck at a certain stage within this phase, and to perish without ever breaking through.

But geniuses like the Empress and Zelia are not included.

Before reaching that absolute barrier that all consciousness cultivators possess, they were getting stronger almost every moment!
Twenty years is enough time for their strength to undergo earth-shattering changes.

The assessments of the Empress's strength in the past are no longer valid as standards for today.

Wuming actually knew this as well; he was just wondering just how powerful the Empress was now.

"To be honest, I didn't want things to come to this, after all, I still need to leave suitable talents for the empire, but..."

Wuming sighed softly, a hint of determination appearing in his eyes beneath the mask: "But if it can make you regret it, then there's nothing to worry about."

After Wuming finished speaking, he raised his right hand high, and a larger spatial ring appeared. The light rays shooting out from it shot straight through the sky and flew into the universe!
The moment the nameless figure shot out the 'signal', a massive magic circle suddenly appeared and enveloped the entire Imperial Star. No matter where you were on the Imperial Star, as long as you were in a wide, unobstructed place, you could see the magic circle covering the entire Imperial Star as soon as you looked up!

The appearance of the magic circle also moved the Queen slightly.

A normal magic circle would never elicit this reaction from the Empress, and what could change her expression was clearly not a native magic circle.

"It's actually a transcendental magic from the realm of gods! My dear brother, don't tell me you're still connected to people outside. If this is true... even I probably can't protect you."

The Empress's smile faded slightly, and her gaze toward Wuming became more serious.

Although the seven realms appear to be at peace on the surface, they all implicitly acknowledge that they are in a state of hostility towards each other.

To have connections with people from other worlds is, in a sense, tantamount to betraying one's own realm. If this matter is not left unattended, even if the Empress is the Emperor of the Empire, there is nothing she can do to help Wuming.

But Nameless couldn't care less about that now. He manipulated the signal soaring into the sky, making it even more conspicuous and intense, and then said to the Queen:

"Guess what it is, my respected royal sister."

As soon as the words were spoken, the signal that shot straight into the sky suddenly exploded. Upon receiving this signal, many sages in the outer Sages' Guild mobilized their own magic power and did their best to activate the magic array that enveloped the Imperial Star.

The Empress then rose, picked up her scepter, and sighed softly:

"No matter what, you've gone too far this time..."

"I do not care."

"You should care about this."

As the empress spoke, she raised her scepter high, and a dazzling light spread outwards from the scepter in all directions.

Bathed in light, the already radiant empress seemed to become even more ethereal and transparent, standing there like a true goddess, her aura so powerful that those around her couldn't help but bow in worship.

Some of those with weaker cultivation levels were even kneeling on the ground.

After the nameless one appeared, the second prince, Grisis, stayed in the background, waiting for the confrontation between the two to end.

One of his trump cards was the namelessness; in addition, most of the people in the faction he created were there to serve him after his successful coup.

Moreover, most of them were not there on a mission; their mission was to clear all obstacles for Grisis within their respective families.

Therefore, after the Second Prince Grisis played his last trump cards, Pantheon and Nameless, he had no more cards to play.

The rest depends on the clash between the Nameless One and the Queen.

Originally, after the nameless one appeared, with his own mechanical fleet and various backup plans, he was able to fight the Empress to a standstill.

But now, feeling the Empress's imposing presence, Grisis had a bad feeling.

Can the nameless one really take down the Empress?
This question couldn't help but flash through Grisis's mind.

The events unfolding on the scene did not stop because of Grisis's contemplation; the light covering the Empress's Scepter seemed to activate something on the Imperial Star.

Countless rays of light shot into the sky, intertwining with the magic circle above.

In Grisis's eyes, countless rules were colliding with each other, and the climate and temperature on the Imperial Star began to become chaotic.

And it was at this moment that the Queen's gentle voice came:
“Kneel down.”

The voice wasn't loud, yet it possessed an unusual magic.

After that shout, the eighth-rank Grisis knelt on the ground completely powerless to resist!
He wasn't the only one to do this; the group of 'rebels' present, as well as the Restoration Society, the Martial Alliance, and others fighting the Imperial Army outside, all knelt down.

Those who fell from the air to the ground offered no resistance and immediately knelt down!
Just one sentence... no, just one word, and countless people have died because of it!
Is this... the power of the Empress?
Grisis stared wide-eyed at his mother, the queen, until he saw the scepter in her hand, at which point he finally realized what was happening.

Do not!
This is not the Empress's power alone! At least it's not solely the Empress's power!

That scepter! That scepter that emperors throughout history carried as a symbol of status! There's something wrong with it!!
"…power."

The only ninth-tier expert still standing in the arena, Wuming, slowly recited the methods the Empress was using.

The fact that the scepter, which only the emperor of the empire could hold, contained the power of authority was something Wuming had never learned before.

The empress, holding her scepter, descended from the high platform and slowly walked towards the nameless man:

"You only know that the empire has stood for thousands of years because of the hard work and dedication of its emperors. But among so many emperors, there are always some mediocre ones who have no talent, no power, and no political acumen..."

"But why were they still able to live peacefully until their abdication?"

As the empress spoke, she raised her scepter and pointed it at the nameless man: "You seem to have never considered this issue, brother."

“I’ve thought about it…at least I once thought about it,” the nameless man replied, his gaze fixed on the scepter. “…but then I forgot about it.”

"This is not normal."

"Yes."

"But you didn't think about it more deeply."

The Queen laughed.

The only response from the anonymous person was silence.

The Queen then walked past the nameless man and toward Grisis behind him, saying, "This is the difference between you and me, brother. You are more easily swayed by your emotions, while I... am more rational."

It's even more cruel...

The nameless man did not say those words aloud.

He knew what the Queen intended to do to Grisis, but he couldn't care less about Grisis now.

The Queen walked toward Grisis, looked at him kneeling on the ground, and first used her scepter to project the outside scene onto this place.

Then, gazing at the projection where countless people had turned into fleshy, monstrous masses, their cries of agony filling the air, he used his scepter to lift Grisis's chin:
“Grisis, I can forgive you for anything you do, including your rebellion. If you succeed, I can abdicate, even if it means my death.”

"Mother...Mother Queen..."

Perhaps knowing what he was about to face, Grisis's body began to tremble, and fear was revealed in his eyes, which resembled those of the Empress.

The Empress's expression became even more loving, her eyes filled with affection and regret: "But you should not do such cruel things to the people. As an emperor, you should protect your people, not make them suffer."

"Mother Queen...! I...I know I was wrong...Give me another chance! I'll definitely do it next time—!"

Before Grisis could finish speaking, his head had already fallen from his neck.

No blood splattered from the broken opening; all the blood was contained within the body. Yet, this very fact made the scene all the more horrifying.

As an eighth-tier mecha pilot, even if Grisis's head is severed, he can still maintain consciousness for a long time.

He could also hear the Queen's words: "There is no next time for power struggles. Once you lose, you are doomed. You are not as wise as your brother, Grisis... Rest in peace."

Hearing the Queen say this, Grisis vaguely realized why his elder brother, who clearly had a better chance of seizing power, and the eldest prince who was vaguely regarded as the 'crown prince,' had never done anything out of line.

It's not that he doesn't want to.

He doesn't dare.

“This…this is not fair…Mother Queen…” Grisis shed tears: “You know very well…that I am not your biological son, why are you unwilling to give me more opportunities…!”

"I gave you chances," the Empress replied. "When you were trying to win over the scions of other families, and when you were making moves against me, I gave you many chances, but opportunities are limited, and you just didn't seize them."

"This isn't fair...this isn't fair...this isn't fair..."

Grisis was not satisfied with this outcome. With the last vestiges of his life remaining, he lay on the ground repeating this sentence like a broken record.

In his view, this was indeed unfair. He did not have the power of the eldest prince, nor did he have the 'glory' of being personally born by the mother of the emperor. Everything he had was due to his own efforts.

However, this is how it ended up... Was he too impatient?

no.

With less than ten years left before the Queen abdicates, if Grisis does nothing, the eldest prince will undoubtedly succeed to the throne.

However, Grisis's own power was already saturated, and he could no longer expand his organization, not even by a little bit!
So he had no choice but to take the risk!
This is not Grisis's fault, and Grisis will not admit that it is his fault!
It's the Queen Mother! The Queen Mother has always been unfair! Always!
Grizzlies' heart was filled with resentment and bitterness, but at this moment neither the Queen nor the Nameless paid any attention to him.

The Empress seemed to have little reaction to killing her own child, as if she had only done something insignificant.

Wuming sighed softly, took out a round ball from his pocket, and said softly:

"It still came to this point; I hadn't originally planned to use it."

The empress remained silent, but simply turned to look at him.

Wuming turned to look at the Empress, flicked his wrist and threw the sphere to the ground, then said to the Empress, "I lost this time, but you didn't win either. See you next time, sister."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sphere that had fallen to the ground suddenly burst forth with powerful energy!
Energy seems to act as a kind of coordinate, triggering a response from certain forces outside the planet.

Magic circles, annihilation cannons, and various highly powerful energies converged and surged toward the core of the Imperial Star!

This was Nameless's final attack.

He wants to destroy the entire Imperial Star!

(End of this chapter)