Above The Sky
Chapter 701 - 701 Ending The Path Straight into the Future_2

701: Ending: The Path Straight into the Future_2 701: Ending: The Path Straight into the Future_2 [Without being exceptional, they simply cannot muster the courage]

“…When compared to technology, it is humanity itself that’s the most troublesome.

How in the world can I teach these foolish people the principle of unity?”

The tall man’s tone paused momentarily, and he gestured: “You may leave.”

[Yes, Your Majesty.]

The hazy, semi-transparent human form made of light particles dissipated, and the Emperor turned his head to look at Michael.

“Good afternoon, Father,” Michael said.

“Get to the point,” the Emperor said.

“I have never taught you to observe ceremony with me.”

“Why do you turn a blind eye to Split’s success,” Michael asked.

“Or is this still part of your plan?”

“He hasn’t gone somewhere I don’t know about,” the Emperor said calmly.

He lifted his head and looked back at the pillar of light, the deepest part of his golden pupils flickering with white radiance: “It takes less than two minutes to go to Earth’s Core.”

“So, you were prepared for this,” Michael thought to himself, as expected.

He continued to inquire: “My brother didn’t actually go to repair the atmosphere, it was done by the Captain of the Guards instead.

What exactly did you send him to do?”

“Boring question,” the Emperor said.

“Does Terra’s atmosphere really need us to fix it?

The fourth Sky Ladder isn’t broken; even if you blew away the entire atmosphere, it could regenerate.

Carlos went to Dragon Island.”

“You would have had to go to Holy Mountain just now as well if you had been here; Frost Trace went in your place.”

“What are you really trying to do?” Michael asked, unable to understand.

He simply couldn’t figure out what his father had been planning recently, which was why he came to ask directly.

Axel was, after all, his father, and he would indeed answer this question.

The tall man shifted his gaze away from the Imperial Capital’s force field light beams, and it was only then that he truly turned to look at his son seriously.

“Michael.”

The Emperor said, “The Unyielding Fortress has appeared once again.”

Michael’s eyes widened.

But before he could say anything, Axel’s gaze shifted away again.

At the moment, the Emperor overlooked the Lower City District beneath the high platform, as well as the vast plains in the distance, his tone calm: “Split has met the heir of Hiliard.

It was a young Knight, likely from the City of Knowledge or the Golden Folk of the Western Territory.”

“He calls himself You Gu, named Mahdi.

His sword is Hiliard’s, but it’s no longer a sword embryo; it’s a real treasure sword…

He probably has the strength of the Third Power Level.

Hmm, overall, he’s about as talented as Teacher Hiliad in his younger days.”

“Mahdi?” Overwhelmed by the flood of information, Michael didn’t know what to say for a moment: “How could I possibly not have noticed…

this name…”

“Of course, it’s a pseudonym.

Even everything else could be fake, but the strength is not,” the Emperor shook his head.

He sighed, “The time for change has come.

Nearly everyone who lived through the Dark Moon upheaval has died, yet their successors continue to emerge.

It’s another tumultuous era.”

“You ask my purpose?

My purpose has always been very simple.

Or you could say, on this land, anyone who still harbors ambition and dreams has the same goal.”

“I want to change the world.”

“Who doesn’t?”

Michael almost wanted to laugh; the answer couldn’t be called insincere, but it was as good as saying nothing: “That’s exactly why none of you can change the world.”

“Indeed,”

The Emperor didn’t shy away from this point: “Once you become the Emperor, you’ll realize how unfree you are.

Sublimators and Ordinary people are no different at all, even those at the Fifth Energy Level on the Master Throne.”

He paused for a moment, and then waved his hand: “You may leave; there’s a grand meeting to be held later.”

Michael left.

What he really wanted to ask during this visit was why his father tolerated Duke of Solin’s advancement to the Fifth Energy Level.

Right after the Avak Domain incident, he had already confirmed that the Duke of Solin had mastered some special method of advancement, which he had let Axel know.

But after hearing Minister Moze’s words, he realized this question would go unanswered.

Because his father simply wanted to create an opponent.

The Fiery Flame Land and the Azure Sky Royal Court were not enough, let alone a mere Duke of Solin?

He had no regard for these insignificant trifles.

“All at the Fifth Energy Level are madmen.”

Descending from the high platform, Michael slowly made his way back to the Upper City District.

Axel had almost never hidden his actions from his children, them being Michael and the others, but none could comprehend what he truly intended to do.

For example, taking advantage of Duke of Solin’s momentum in advancing to the Fifth Energy Level, he summoned all the leaders and main members of The Empire’s significant forces to the Imperial Capital…

This was certainly not a method for unity.

When these figures gathered together, even if they superficially obeyed Axel’s authority, they would definitely not join forces truly.

Michael did not understand this.

Allowing these Sublimators to reside separately was a method to ensure order; otherwise, those with firm wills, stubborn beliefs, and real power could cause as much trouble as they wished.

A group of individuals who differ in opinions and cannot be persuaded with words are already a source of turmoil.

As they spend a few days in the Imperial Capital, it will be in chaos for those days.

Michael could already envision the disorder that would soon engulf the Imperial Capital Upper City District—just the people of Governor Bai Ji and Duke East would fight openly and covertly to the death, not to mention the age-old entanglements in the northwest.