Above The Sky

Chapter 2165 - 62: Be Like a Lighthouse, Illuminating Every Path into the Unknown Night

As long as the Celestials still exist, as long as the Royal Court continues to exist, as long as the subjects of the Royal Court continue to sing the name of the Khan, and as long as there are records of the Royal Court in the world, the Azure Khan will exist forever.

He will appear again and again, eternally existing, resurrected, becoming a deity walking among the Humans!

This is the [Existence of Belief] and [Continuation of Order]!

And this is not the end—the Great Khan is only the beginning. Just as the essence of the Celestials embodies the Spark of a Thousand Stars, according to Gonta Ximor’s predictions, as long as he can achieve the Sixth Echelon as a Celestial, he can further expand his concept of the ’ring,’ absorbing the essence of other Sparks, becoming the true Great Khan who governs the myriad races of a Thousand Stars!

"Moreover."

The Great Khan said, "Once everyone is the same, discrimination and prejudice will disappear from our world."

"I’m tired of foolish humans judging others based on external appearances. I want to eradicate this foolishness inherent in humanity, accomplishing what neither Inega II nor Axel could achieve."

Gaer listened to the audacious words of his brother.

He didn’t consider it arrogant; on the contrary, he admired this confidence and persistence immensely.

Perhaps, only those with such an eternal and upward, never-ceasing spirit can bear the power of the Top Seat’s Blood and become a Fifth Energy Level.

Indeed.

Every Fifth Energy Level is a lighthouse standing at the pinnacle of civilization. No matter who they are, they have a light within them bright enough to illuminate a Starfield, guiding the entire civilization forward and illuminating the dark path.

But there are too many lighthouses. The light is too mingled.

This world has too many voices.

The [Empire’s Will] of the Azure Sky Royal Court. [Starry Sky’s Far Path] of Gantreignum. The [Gaia’s Sovereign] of the Elves. The [All Beings Bask in the Sun], [Lightforged Realm], and [The Unyielding Fortress] of the former Empire, along with the current plans of the Silverpeak Domain.

Far Shore Island is constructing [Dreamland], the Fae hold the [Primal Forge], awaiting the birth of the [Infinite Fairy], Fiery Flame Land once had the [Flame Reincarnation] and the [Alaya Server] in collaboration with the Aether Arms Order, while Embrace Light always had the [Radiant Ascension] capability, just waiting for Humans to make their choice.

The [Thousand Stars Unification] of the Hall of Ten Thousand Spirits, the [After Death Comes Life] and [God of Humanity] of the Retrospection Sect, even Magical Beasts have deeply participated in many plans, each group exploring their future and path.

All of these are very good, and each plan can greatly benefit civilization’s future. If Humans could choose one—just one—and stick to it, there would eventually be a bright future.

But unfortunately, there are too many such futures.

"So."

Gaer said: "What you are doing is essentially what was done ten thousand years ago, a million years ago, by the ancestors."

"No matter what kind of future, no matter what powerful forces you already possess, no matter how much your wisdom has grown, in the end, you are still doing something very meaningless."

"And that is, to defeat others, make others lose, and thus make yourself win."

"You’re right; it’s the sad and foolish nature of intelligent beings."

The Great Khan grinned, revealing sharp wolf teeth, and looked towards his underground with crimson eyes: "But neither of us has a choice, just as I must become the Great Khan, and you will all lose."

"When someone wins, others will lose. That’s the Logos."

"No." But Gaer laughed: "That’s not the Logos, brother. It’s just ’worldly reasoning.’"

"If one transcends the worldly wise, they can accomplish one thing."

The young wolf withdrew his long blade from his waist, pointing it at his brother: "And that is for everyone to win—whether it’s you or me, commoners or Nobles, the most ordinary person or the most cynical person, all could win."

"Brother, that’s a future you don’t even dare to imagine."

"Gaer..."

And Gonta Ximor gazed at the raised long blade of Gaer, slowly speaking with a genuinely sincere smile: "You dare raise a blade against me now..."

"Does that mean you have the confidence to win?"

"More than just confidence, brother." At this moment, Gaer’s heartbeat grew louder, increasingly audible, and his voice seemed to stretch far: "Just as I said before, I will win."

"And so will you."

Gonta Ximor, originally about to say something, was in good spirits. His youngest brother, the little wolf cub he had always cared for, was finally baring his teeth at him.

Although he couldn’t understand why Gaer, who was only at the Fourth Level, dared to raise a blade, this ’challenge’ in itself was a kind of intimacy.

The blood of the Celestial Wolf is hollow; they are born with bodies hard to kill, unparalleled Authority, and talents unimaginable to ordinary people. Achieving anything is simple for them, and what they cannot achieve, others on the Terra Continent also find difficult.

Their only enjoyment is the challenges among their kin, that gnawing, that genuine emotion born from slaughter, an equal confrontation, a gaze of recognition.

It is because they love each other that they battle each other, and only that interwoven blood can give them the sense of being alive.

Even though Gonta Ximor already had his goals and dreams and no longer needed his kin’s challenges to fill his heart, he was still exceedingly joyful.