Chapter 1097 - 994: Two Choices for You (Two Chapters in One)

"Stop!"

In the tense moment when swords were drawn, a clear shout suddenly came, and then a young man in his twenties dressed in black gentleman's attire, with golden hair and blue eyes, handsome in appearance, walked over.

He gestured for the soldiers to stop, his gaze fixed on Empress Taiyang, and said to the surrounding people, "This is the Emperor of Dragon Country, Empress Taiyang.

She stands at the peak level of Saint-level power, worthy of being called a Saint Lord. With what you have in your hands, there is no way you can confront her. Put down your guns; this is a path to self-destruction."

What!?

Empress Taiyang!?

The soldiers in front of the White Stone Palace were shocked, looking at Empress Taiyang in disbelief. Their faces turned pale, their legs began to tremble, almost collapsing onto the ground.

Clank, clank, clank!!

The guns fell to the ground, and these guards of the Skyhawk Empire were completely dumbfounded, losing the strength even to hold their weapons.

Even those who weren't scared to the point of sitting paralyzed on the ground after hearing Empress Taiyang's name were considered to have strong wills, but it was impossible for any guard to still hold their guns.

After all, Empress Taiyang is one of the few Saints on this planet, standing at the very peak of the Saint level, known as a Saint Lord!

Even a regular Saint is a terrifying power able to fend off or even annihilate armies of tens of thousands, akin to a mythological figure to ordinary people.

Like a Heavenly God, like an Immortal!

Not even within the realm of human abilities, not to mention ordinary technological weapons, which are merely playthings to a Saint except for heavy technological weaponry that might make a Saint cautious.

This is a Saint!

Since the Martial Dao civilization ceased to exist ten thousand years ago, Saints have become the pinnacle of martial power!

In ancient times, before technological weapons were developed, this level of prowess was revered as Martial Dao Saints!

Saint!

Below the Saint are all ants!!

This phrase indicates that the gap between non-Saints and Saints is far too vast, as wide as the heavens, impossible to compare!

No non-Saint has any chance of resistance before a Saint!

A Saint can kill an ordinary person with just a breath or a look, causing them to turn to dust!

Even those close to the Saint level, like Innate Pinnacle or Semi-Saint, are as weak as infants before a true Saint's power, able only to await their demise with no other choice.

Hence, throughout history, Saints have always been supreme, and martial artists have similarly stood above ordinary people.

Even among martial artists, they look down on those of lower levels.

It's utterly realistic.

This state of affairs has persisted for ages.

In recent decades, the unprecedented development of technological weapons has greatly altered the previous supremacy of martial artists above common folk.

Even with the power of these advanced technological weapons, ordinary people need only training to wield them, thereby gradually changing the prior status of martial artists.

Yet for martial artists at the Saint level, ordinary technological weapons still carry no significance, unable to harm a Saint effectively.

In contrast, a Saint's fury and mere swipe could cleanse the land within a hundred miles, and no living creature could withstand such an assault!

Only the most advanced heavy technological weapons might injure a Saint, but that presupposes the weapon actually hits the Saint.

In reality, Saints move too fast, at least ten times the speed of sound, making them impossible for standard technological weapons to lock onto.

Unable to lock onto naturally means unable to hit, consequently inflicting no lasting harm, limiting the threat even of heavy technological weaponry to a Saint.

However, as long as they can be hit, the potential for injury changes the dynamic, so in the current era Saints no longer view non-Saints' lives as mere insects.

Yet, for ordinary people and common armies, a Saint's power remains an insurmountable mountain!

A Saint just as easily dominates the entire human society, subjugating with power enough for one to destroy or checkmate a nation, a feat beyond ordinary comprehension.

Saints possess unrivaled strength.

And Empress Taiyang, a top-tier Saint, referred to as a Saint Lord, is the supreme ruler of Dragon Country, having reigned for hundreds of years, currently leader of the Golden Human Alliance.

Such a figure is certainly unattainable for ordinary soldiers.

Even the guards of the White Stone Palace instinctively feel fear seeing such a prominent figure.

Empress Taiyang's gaze swept over the soldiers without pausing, eventually resting on the young man organizing the guards, softly saying, "Rote? I have heard your name."

"Ah, beautiful Eastern Empress, you are truly an angel walking amongst us, that you remember my name is an honor beyond measure for me," the blond, blue-eyed young man exclaimed in surprise, yet his look at Empress Taiyang bore an unmistakable aggressiveness, saying with a smile, "Have you etched my name into your heart?"