100X Returns System: I Dominate the Age of Gods - Chapter 342. Victors Write History - 3
“My people,” Anastasia began softly, “people of Aris… whether you are humans or belong to any other race, today it truly does not matter, as today I am going to reveal truths that have affected not just us humans, but the whole continent as a whole. Today Mother Aris will finally get a chance to weep as one of her faithful daughters. I will fulfill my duty to expose the harrowing deeds of some shameless people that were born to this land but their loyalties rested elsewhere.”
Her silver eyes swept across the countless broadcast crystals before her.
“For countless generations, an evil has loomed over this continent. A threat that has never distinguished between noble or commoner, rich or poor, man, woman, or child.”
Her voice lowered.
“It has made all of us suffer equally.”
“Yes… I am speaking about beings of the Abyss. Creatures that invade our homes uninvited, bringing slaughter, destruction, and despair wherever they appear.”
William watched quietly from the side, unable to suppress a faint smile.
The effectiveness of Anastasia’s spell was extraordinary, and the plan they had framed was coming to fruition.
He could see the emotional responses changing in the faces of those around them. Soldiers who moments ago appeared stiff and disciplined now unconsciously clenched their fists in anger or lowered their heads in grief as her words resonated within them.
Anastasia continued.
“Many of you believe the fall of the Solaris Empire occurred because of a conflict between the throne and the Church. But that was never the true reason.”
Her tone hardened.
“From the moment Winston became Pope, he always harbored ambitions of seizing the throne for himself. Yet ambition alone could never have allowed him to overthrow him. The man whom the heavens named as Blazing Sun—Rudra Solaris.”
At the mention of Rudra’s name, emotion flickered visibly across her face.
“My emperor opposed the atrocities committed by demons with every fiber of his being. To him, every race living within Aris was part of the same family. All he ever desired was peace for this continent and its people.”
Pride and sorrow intertwined within her voice.
“He was strong. Strong enough to defeat numerous demon lords throughout his lifetime. He looked directly into the eyes of abyss creatures feared across the world and reduced them to ash beneath his radiance.”
She spoke with a righteous expression filled with pride, but then her expression suddenly darkened.
“And yet… something was wrong.”
“The Demon Lords never truly died.”
Murmurs spread among the viewers across Aris, trying to interpret what she meant, but those people did not get the chance before Anasthasia continued.
“No matter how many times they were defeated, they eventually returned. Years later, they would rise again and continue spreading chaos as though death could not claim them at all.”
Anastasia clasped her hands tightly together.
“This disturbed Emperor Rudra deeply. He became obsessed with uncovering the reason behind their resurrection.”
“At the time, only the primarchs publicly claimed to possess the ability to permanently kill demon lords. Rudra sought answers from them, but they denied knowing anything.”
Her voice sharpened slightly.
“But my emperor refused to stop searching. He spent years uncovering hidden records buried within the archives of the Solaris Clan. And after relentless effort… he finally discovered the true method capable of granting permanent death to Demon Lords.”
The entire continent listened in absolute silence now.
“With that method,” Anastasia said slowly, “the Sun Emperor permanently killed Orcus—the Demon Lord of Undeath.”
Even the soldiers standing in the colosseum visibly reacted.
For a brief moment, Anastasia paused to steady herself while ensuring the spell continued flowing smoothly.
“The death of Orcus should have been celebrated by all of Aris,” she continued quietly. “At least… that is what we believed.”
Her expression gradually turned bitter.
“But the Primarchs were not pleased.”
The atmosphere froze as she said that; the whole continent froze in shock as they realized where this was going.
“They summoned the Sun Emperor to a private meeting exactly sixteen years ago. At the time…” Her hand unconsciously rested over her stomach, “…I was carrying Prince William in my womb.”
The emotional force behind her words struck people across the continent regardless of race or status.
“They offered Rudra the position of Primarch,” she continued. “He possessed more than enough strength to claim such a title. But Rudra never desired wealth, status, or authority.”
A faint smile filled with grief appeared on her lips.
“He was already content with the legacy of the Solaris Clan. What he truly wanted… was freedom for the people of Aris from the clutches of demonic influence.”
Her eyes slowly hardened.
“The Primarchs tried to force him to swear an oath beneath Heaven itself to never reveal the secret method of truly killing Demon Lords.”
“In exchange, they granted him a seat among them.”
Shock erupted across the continent.
“They wished to suppress that knowledge. The Primarchs themselves had possessed the method for countless years, yet they deliberately hid it from the world.”
William could already hear the growing uproar among the gathered soldiers below.
Anastasia’s voice rose further.
“Rudra asked them the reason they refused to share this knowledge with the people of Aris. Why did they condemn ordinary men and women to endless suffering against these seemingly immortal monsters?”
By now, anticipation had gripped every listener. Then Anastasia asked quietly:
“Do you know what they told him?”
The silence after her question was suffocating for everyone now; the speech had turned from mere amusement to a personal matter for all the viewers.
“They said the secrecy of this method was necessary to preserve the hierarchy in this society, but by those words, they meant their own powers that they held over everyone.”
Her next words exploded across the continent like thunder.
“They believed this secret was what made the position of Primarch meaningful. They wished to remain the unquestioned rulers of Aris forever and rule everyone from behind the scenes. They refused to allow anyone capable of rivaling them to rise unless that person obeyed their will completely, and Rudra was given the same choice: to follow their will or get killed by them.”
Disbelief spread across countless faces.
“But that was not the worst part.”
Anastasia’s eyes filled with fury.
“Rudra also found out that Primarchs had entered a secret stalemate with the demon lords.”
The world seemed to stop.
“They allowed demonic cults to flourish beneath their rule. They ignored sacrifices, massacres, and atrocities committed openly across the continent. Entire villages and generations of people disappeared while the Primarchs turned a blind eye to all this, holding back the reins of celestial armies and empires to take revenge on these abyssal beings.”
Her voice trembled with rage.
“There were even cases where orders were issued preventing armies from eliminating certain cults and demonic forces.”
The revelation shattered the continent.
Everywhere across Aris, chaos erupted.
Crowds exploded into furious discussion. Nobles stared at their broadcast crystals in disbelief. Soldiers exchanged horrified looks.
And before the audience could fully lose themselves in the storm of emotions unleashed by her words, Anastasia turned toward two figures standing nearby.
“Now,” she declared, “I invite the two generals of the Celestial Army to confirm the authenticity of these claims and recall their own experiences serving these primarchs so that no one may dismiss this truth as fabrication.”
