Sky Curtain: The Darwin Incident at the outset, the Declaration of the People's League

Wouldn't it be better to relax the restrictions a bit?

Give me a way out.

In terms of education, Rosetta promotes basic literacy education for all citizens, omitting useless subjects like aristocratic heraldry and poetry, and instead focusing on life-or-death knowledge such as various magical tides, aberration identification, basic military industry, and defense line rules.

The Imperial Technical Academy was established to train various professionals, ensuring the continuation of Gondor's legacy and the continuous evolution of magical technology.

Under these conditions, Typhon's children receive physical training from the age of three, enter school at seven, and can choose to join the army or work in a workshop at fifteen, ensuring that everyone can contribute to the survival of civilization.

Poetry, art, heraldic etiquette...

In the eyes of the public, this is what constitutes the dignity of the aristocracy.

At a different time, a group of people would definitely jump out to criticize it.

But turn your head and look at that powerful army in the sky...

Forget it, that's enough.

Rosetta's greatest achievement was not only reforming the empire, but also breaking the five-hundred-year curse of the Augustus family with the will of a mortal.

He knew that the curse was essentially the mental pollution caused by fragments of the ancient god, a bondage imposed on mortals by the gods. If Typhon was to survive, this chain must be completely severed.

Therefore, he ventured deep into the Gondor wasteland to search for the origins of the Old God fragments, studied Gondor arcane texts, deciphered the rules governing the binding of soul and magic, and even personally entered the consciousness space of the Old God fragments to confront the Old God's mad will head-on.

Without divine assistance or external support, he relied solely on his own soul and unwavering will.

Ultimately, Rosetta Augustus severed the bond between her bloodline and the fragments of the ancient gods by mutilating her own soul and stripping away some of her supernatural powers.

He became the first Typhon emperor in five hundred years to remain completely rational without being consumed by the curse, and personally broke the shackles of fate imposed on the royal family by the gods and ancient gods.

The entire venue fell silent, and an indescribable shock erupted in the hearts of the people!

An emperor, with his own hands, severed the shackles of gods and ancient deities, defying fate with the body of a mortal...

This feat is something that the entire city of Loren will remember!

Barring unforeseen circumstances, he will be the key figure leading human civilization in its fight against the apocalypse.

He was tough enough, clear-headed enough, ruthless enough, and great enough.

But he wasn't the only one in this era who saw the truth.

He wasn't the only one doing everything in his power to ensure the survival of civilization.

A faint light flashed, and the camera quietly shifted to another location.

Turn to the newly established territory, whose flag had just been raised, and named Cecil Territory.

Chapter 65 Allies or adversaries?

"Hiss...this flag...it looks familiar?"

Someone in the crowd was the first to let out a low gasp.

Above the sky, the ancient flag was clearly visible.

The family crest, with its crossed blades and iron plow, is ancient and dignified, and is also adorned with the sword and shield emblem of the Ansu royal family.

Many people have an inexplicable sense of familiarity with this emblem.

"I remember now!"

Someone suddenly slapped their thigh: "Isn't this the banner of our ancestor, the Grand Duke of the Southern Border!"

"The Grand Duke? That old ancestor of the Cecil family?"

"But wasn't his family already ruined and almost gone? How come suddenly..."

"Haven't you heard?" one of the men said in a low voice, his eyes filled with surprise and astonishment. "This lord isn't some collateral descendant at all—he's Gawain Cecil himself, awakened seven hundred years later!"

"What?! He's alive?!"

"How did you survive?"

"Who knows? Anyway, he's alive. I've been going to the ancestral graves every day for the past few days, hoping that my ancestors might wake up too..."

"...You really dare to think that way."

Suddenly, the scene on the sky changed abruptly.

The banners with crossed blades and iron plows vanished like bubbles, replaced by the phantom of a massive fleet filled with steel and technology.

"The annihilation squad returns to base to report on the results."

[“Fire God confirmed to be lifeless. Annihilation Bomb deployed. Over.”]

[“The Holy Light Dome has collapsed. The God of Holy Light is no longer alive. Awaiting further instructions. Over.”]

"The Temple of Mystery has been observed to be disintegrating; the Goddess of Mystery and Magic has escaped; the Sixth Hunting Legion has departed."

"The Storm God is lifeless. Begin destroying the Storm Sanctuary. Over."

[“The Eighth Heavy Bomber Fleet has arrived at the designated coordinates and has begun bombing the Shadow Kingdom. Over.”]

[“The bombardment fleet is dismantling the Temple of Kings. The disintegration of the Pale Grounds has been observed. Death is confirmed to be lifeless. Heading towards the Realm of the God of War. Over.”]

"The God of Nature is no longer showing any signs of life. End."

The voice coming from the sky initially startled people, but then the people of the Loren Continent began to ponder its meaning.

That doesn't seem right...

Are the gods dead?

What is this sky trying to say?

Of all the people, only Gao Wen reacted differently.

His brows furrowed, and his heart pounded faster than a beat.

Familiar with.

It's so damn familiar!

A sense of familiarity, originating from the depths of my soul, exploded within me at that moment.

He recognized the voice.

When he was hanging in the sky, he could always hear this faint whisper!

The sounds were fragmented at that time, and he could only catch a few monotonous syllables, unable to discern any meaning at all.

From beginning to end, he only thought it was a hallucination caused by his long loneliness and lack of conversation.

But now, under the clear Loren sky, in the celestial canopy, the sound was presented to him for the first time with such clarity and completeness.

God of Fire... God of Light... Goddess of Magic... God of Storms... God of Shadows... God of Death... God of Nature...

He's been down from the sky for a while now; he's not a complete novice.

Each name on this list is a name that has been passed down through the ages on this continent and is revered and worshipped by all people.

At this moment, the sky was calmly announcing their demise.

Moreover, I had heard these things a long time ago.

The static that accompanied him through countless years in space turned out to be a battlefield report recording the fall of a god.

More importantly, what does this mean?

Have all these gods fallen?

But something's not right. Just now, the God of Holy Light appeared in the sky.

The God of Light died twice?

One time he was hunted down by these guys, and the other time he detonated the Deep Blue Well and self-destructed?

How can it be!

These battle reports from the past had lingered in Gawain's ears for countless years.

Who is Gawain?

[The Ancestor of the Cecil Family]

[Founding hero of the Ansu Empire, the first Grand Duke of the Southern Territory]

Born in a chaotic world, starting from humble beginnings, he used his mortal body to expand the southern border, pacify the wilderness, build cities and establish rules, and comfort the displaced people.

[Having fought countless battles throughout his life, he never suffered a defeat. He took "sharp blades to defend the land, iron plows to nourish the people" as his motto, leaving behind a clan emblem of sharp blades and iron plows.]

He was one of the most respected pioneers of the Ansu Empire, and the closest mortal to legend.

[He died on the battlefield seven hundred years ago, sacrificing his life for his country. His name is recorded in history, but his family gradually declined over time and almost died out.]

Following the normal course of history, he should have remained forever buried underground.

Seven hundred years later, a petty tomb raider entered his tomb and awakened him.

amber:"?"

Feeling Gao Wen's gaze from beside her, she coughed.

"Didn't I wake you up? You should thank me!"

"...Then I really have to thank you!"

After awakening from his tomb, he embarked on a journey to rebuild his territory.

[First, they reorganized the Cecil family, which was on the verge of collapse, won over the hearts of the people, and stabilized the situation.]

Upon returning to the devastated territory, he comforted the starving and freezing people, repaired houses, cultivated farmland, and built roads and irrigation canals, bringing life back to the barren land.

He eliminated bandits, quelled riots, established order, and restored safety and stability to the territory.

He improved farming tools, built workshops, and boosted production, enabling his people to have enough to eat and wear, and no longer suffer from poverty and hunger.

The neat, orderly fields stretched as far as the eye could see. Irrigation canals crisscrossed the landscape, bringing water from the river to every single field.

New agricultural tools increased farming efficiency several times over, and grain was piled up like small mountains in the warehouse.

[He had no earth-shattering ambitions, no scheming for power; he only did one thing—to ensure that the people of this land could live well.]

However, that's all; it's far from satisfying.