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Chapter506
Chapter506 The applause from Christene’s performance had not yet fully settled when the atmosphere shifted again. A deep, thunderous drumbeat rolled across the arena. Not a single strike. But many. It was slow at first, measured, deliberate with each beat echoing like a heartbeat reverberating through stone and memory alike. The sound did not assault the ears. It commanded attention. The audience instinctively straightened.Conversation died down. The drummers had appeared. They stood in a wide arc at the rear of Victorium’s segment, tall war drums arranged before them. Their arms moved in unison, muscles tensing as they struck again. Boom. Boom. Boom. The rhythm grew stronger, faster, layered with complexity. It carried urgency, struggle, motion like the sound of marching feet, of history pressing forward. Before anyone could process what was happening, Luthor stepped onto the stage.He did not wear armor. He did not even carry a weapon. He wore simple ceremonial atti
Chapter505
Chapter505 The arena did not erupt the moment Victorium Empire was announced. Instead, it quieted. Not out of politeness. Not out of courtesy. But because something felt different.Prime Minister Ulgan’s voice echoed evenly across the transformed stage. “The final presentation of the Cultural Exchange… the Victorium Empire.” No dramatic lighting followed. No thunderous percussion. No sudden spectacle. The lights dimmed gently, settling into a warm, balanced glow that neither dazzled nor oppressed. The segmented stage did not shift aggressively. Instead, subtle geometric patterns illuminated beneath the surface.. thin lines of light intersecting softly, forming a structured yet elegant foundation. At the center of Victorium’s segment, a faint hum emerged. Not noise. Resonance. It was the sound of a natural Resonance core awakening pure, unforced, harmonizing with the space around it. The tone carried depth, layered and organic, as though the arena itself had been tuned
Chapter504
Chapter504 The applause that followed the Ancient Elephant Empire’s presentation lingered longer than anyone expected. It did not fade abruptly, nor did it swell into excitement. Instead, it softened gradually, like embers settling after a slow burning fire. Conversations resumed in hushed tones, many still digesting what they had just witnessed. Some cultures impressed. Others endured. The arena remained quiet when Prime Minister Ulgan stepped forward again. “The next presentation,” he announced evenly, “will be by the Sky Republic.” A subtle shift passed through the crowd.Unlike Apex or the Ancient Elephant Empire, the Sky Republic inspired neither raw excitement nor reverent curiosity. What they inspired instead was expectation cold, precise expectation. From their austere segment, the Sky Republic’s representatives stepped forward.There was no dramatic entrance.No sudden change in lighting.Instead, the stage illumination adjusted minutely, cooling in tone, sharpeni
Chapter503
Chapter503 The signal light above the arena pulsed once soft, unobtrusive. Prime Minister Ulgan’s voice followed, measured and formal. “The Cultural Exchange will now proceed. Presentations will follow the order determined earlier.” A low murmur rippled through the stands. The first nation called was not Victorium, nor the Ancient Elephant Empire.It was the Apex Federation. A brief pause followed the announcement.Then movement. From the western segment of the stage, Apex Federation’s representatives surged into action with unmistakable urgency. Where other empires had prepared with restraint, Apex arrived like a storm breaking loose. The lights shifted. Brighter. Warmer. Louder. Massive holographic projectors flared to life, sending radiant arcs of color sweeping across the arena ceiling. The sound system activated next deep bass reverberating through the stands, sharp beats layered with metallic rhythms that rattled seats and stirred hearts. The audience stirred i
Chapter502
Chapter502 The transformation of the arena did not end with the retreat of sand and the rise of polished platforms.It continued. Massive segmented sections unfolded smoothly from beneath the ground, spreading outward like petals of a mechanical flower. What had once been a battlefield of cracked earth and impact scars was now reshaped into a grand cultural stage wide, symmetrical, and deliberately neutral, designed to host expression rather than conflict. Soft ambient lighting replaced the harsh glare of combat illumination. The air itself felt different, lighter, calmer, as though the arena had exhaled after days of relentless violence. Around the stands, the audience gradually quieted. Not out of exhaustion, but anticipation. Everyone understood that the tone of the Convention had shifted. Strength had spoken. Now, identity would. Prime Minister Ulgan remained standing at the center of the arena floor for a few moments longer, allowing the transformation to fully com
Chapter501
Chapter501 The moment Rancord absorbed the full blessing of the Ancient Elephant Empire, the change was immediate. His presence expanded violently. The desert air trembled as a crushing pressure surged outward, rolling across the battlefield like an unstoppable tide. The ground beneath his feet cracked and sank, forming a shallow depression as his power stabilized at an unbelievable level.Every fighter on the field felt it. The Victorium Empire’s elites stiffened simultaneously. “This pressure…” Victor muttered, tightening his grip on his spear. Mariel’s eyes narrowed. “If he moves now....” “He’ll break through everything,” Collings warlords finished grimly. There was no hesitation. No discussion. Almost instinctively, the Victorium formation activated. One by one, Victorium’s fighters stopped engaging their opponents and redirected their focus inward. Martial energy surged through invisible channels, flowing away from individual battles and converging toward a si
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