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Established over 7000 years ago during the era of the first gerations of humankind\'s three heroes, the Holy Empire of Elysium stands as a testamt to an exceptionally advanced civilization, embracing cutting-edge technology, a flourishing economy, diverse cultural facets, and a varied society.

From the capital, Astralyn, to the smallest towns in every corner of the empire, every city within the Holy Empire of Elysium thrives, with minimal instances of poverty and crime.

This remarkable stability and prosperity earn the Holy Empire of Elysium the well-deserved title of the most stable and prosperous major power among all races in the world.

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Holy Palace of the Holy Empire Elysium—Throne Room

"So, how is the situation of the war in the Desert of Chaos? Have there be any results?" On the high throne, a handsome middle-aged man with striking gold hair asked in a calm tone, and there was a strong pressure faintly emanating from his body.

Cloaked in exquisite gold robes and adorned with a regal crown atop his head, his figure exuded such majesty and authority that anyone who gazed upon him would involuntarily kowtow and bow in reverce.

In his right hand, he wielded a long gold staff adorned with sev colorful crystal stones, hovering above it.

It was evidt that this was no ordinary staff but rather a sacred heirloom belonging to the Holy Elysium Empire, passed down for over 7000 years.

On the other hand, the regal figure seated on the throne was other than Velix Larrison, the prest holy emperor of mankind.

Currtly, before him stood three figures: two wom on either side and a bespectacled man in the cter who bowed respectfully, their expressions revealing profound reverce.

Upon hearing Velix\'s question, the bespectacled man in the cter gradually lifted his head, locking eyes directly with Velix on the throne.

"The conditions on the battlefield remain favorable, and our troops are subtly moving towards victory, Your Majesty Emperor," replied the bespectacled man calmly and respectfully, his index finger resting in the cter of his glasses.

His name was Jim Terra, and he held the positions of currt strategist and prime minister within the Holy Empire of Elysium.

Cloaked in a black, loose robe reminisct of a man\'s kimono and adorned with distinctive glasses, his appearance was so unique that he was easily recognizable.

Nevertheless, despite his unique and unassuming appearance, along with his amiable countance, no one underestimated him—especially not the emies of the Elysium Holy Empire.

His most infamous nickname, bestowed upon him by the emies of the Holy Empire of Elysium, was the Four-Eyed Devil.

This nickname is no exaggeration, considering his intelligce surpasses that of an ordinary human, his unpredictable war strategies consisttly secure victories for the Holy Empire of Elysium, and his igmatic demeanor compels everyone to acknowledge that this individual is as fearsome as the Devil.

Upon hearing Jim\'s explanation, Velix\'s expression subtly shifted, revealing a faint hint of dissatisfaction on his face.

He promptly shifted his gaze to the beautiful short woman with long black hair, standing expressionless to Jim\'s left.

"Rain Violet, I would like to ask you for an explanation about this," Velix inquired in a somber tone.

Overhearing this, Rain\'s expression remained unchanged.

"Please don\'t worry, Your Majesty. The new poison I\'ve created to eliminate the sword hero on this battlefield will undoubtedly take effect swiftly, and this temporary victory won\'t dure for long," Rain replied with nonchalance, exuding confidce.

As the strongest mage and most gius alchemist in the Holy Empire of Elysium, Rain was very confidt in her abilities.

She had never failed to create or design anything in her life.

Observing the confidce and conviction in her tone, Velix nodded in satisfaction, and his face reverted to its former state.

"Giv your confidce, I will eagerly await the results," Velix said calmly, leaning back against the throne.

Suffice it to say, this marked the first instance in his life where he felt anxious, whereas he was typically calm and stable in the face of anything.

However, giv the paramount importance of this war to him, he was resolute in suring the success of his significant plan—to eliminate the sword hero.

The war unfolding in the Desert of Chaos was a trap he orchestrated to eliminate Leon Kruger, the sword hero whose existce posed a threat to his position as Emperor and needed to be eradicated as soon as possible.

This crazy act will undoubtedly incur the wrath of all parties if discovered, as the very purpose of the heroes\' existce is to combat the Demon Emperor, with their appearances occurring only once every 0 years.

The continuous recurrce of this cycle over the past 7000 years is what has abled the Holy Empire of Elysium and all of humanity to dure and maintain victory against the reltless assaults from the Demon Race.

Therefore, if one of the three heroes, who emerge once every 0 years, were to perish, the pottial consequces would be unimaginable.

However, Leon, the sword hero of this era, stood out as an anomaly due to his overwhelming strgth, surpassing that of the other two heroes.

Furthermore, his excessively glorious reputation across the Holy Empire of Elysium and Holy Orthodoxy was subtly beginning to impose pressure on Velix as an emperor.

This compelled him to take action, and he formulated a plan to eliminate Leon as quickly as possible in this war.

With the deadly poison giv to Leon by Rain, the Empire\'s most powerful alchemist, unbeknownst to him before he departed for the war, it should have tak effect by now.

They only needed to await news of the army\'s defeat in the Desert of Chaos, confirming Leon\'s demise.

Contemplating Leon\'s downfall, a cold smile inevitably graced Velix\'s lips.

"Leon... You didn\'t anticipate this, did you?" Velix laughed inwardly with a cold demeanor.

The long-held hatred he harbored against Leon could finally find its retribution.

Just as they calmly awaited the news, a guard abruptly burst into the throne room, his face pale.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Danger! Danger!" The guard cried out in fear, momtarily forgetting the exalted presce of the Holy Emperor of Mankind before him.

However, the guard quickly realized his fatal mistake and, without hesitation, bowed respectfully toward Velix.

Noticing the fear etched on the guard\'s face, Velix had already surmised in his heart, yet his outward expression remained indiffert.

"What\'s wrong? Is there news from the battlefield?" Velix\'s eyes narrowed, and his powerful aura instilled fear in the guard.

Nevertheless, upon hearing the word \'battlefield,\' his face immediately reverted to panic.

"That\'s right, Your Majesty! There is bad news from the battlefield in the desert of chaos!" The guard\'s face turned extremely red, conveying the fear he felt at this momt.

"Oh? Bad news? Tell me," Velix furrowed his brow and inquired in a somber tone, heighting the pressure on the guard.

"The bad news... The bad news..." His tone sounded shaky and brok before he managed to continue speaking aloud.

"The bad news is that the holy army on the Desert of Chaos battlefield was utterly annihilated, and the sword hero, Leon Kruger, was declared dead on the battlefield after facing the sudd appearance of the Demon Emperor!"