Chapter 1584: 404: Crowned Emperor, Blood for Blood_3

"We even privately speculated whether you might have been possessed by some kind of alternative life form similar to our clan’s Memory Bag, turning into a vessel carrying consciousness... This conjecture once sent chills down our spine."The words of the Soul King revealed a sense of helplessness, the voice paused here for a moment, then carried a hint of relief:

"However, the longer we observe, we find that every decision you make, no matter how bizarre it seems, ultimately points to the tangible development of the Spirit Breath Clan. The changes you bring are the vision we have pursued for a millennium but could not achieve, paving a path for the Spirit Breath Clan to quickly grow stronger by exchanging resources."

"Therefore, regardless of the process, we choose to believe in the result, rather than continue guessing who you might truly be."

"This is also why we make our final choice, using this remnant body to pave the way for you... This is our last contribution as former leaders for the clan... As warriors, rather than silently decaying in the advancing tide of the era, it’s better to eternally freeze the last moment of life on the most glorious burn, at least the descendants will remember our courage."

The voice of the Soul King was filled with an unwavering determination, as if it were not a tragic decision, but a preordained appointment with honor.

"Blood King, the future path is destined to be difficult, internal rifts might be removed, but external strong enemies will not disappear. The Spirit Breath Clan is handed over to you, I hope you take care."

Finally, the Soul King’s voice suddenly lowered, even carrying a hint of almost pleading:

"If... if our initial speculation is indeed the truth, and you are not the Blood King, merely parasitizing the Spirit Breath Clan for some profit, I beg you... when your mission is complete, or the Spirit Breath Clan is of no further use to you, for the sake of us who today pave the way for you with our souls scattered, for the sake of the eight million people who trust and follow you...."

"Leave behind a seed for the Spirit Breath Clan to continue, it doesn’t need to be glorious, just... survival."

The Soul King’s voice completely vanished, the Memory Stone shattered into dust, sliding from between fingers.

This also signaled the complete disappearance of this information laden with suspicion.

The Little Mage stood in place, with no expression on his face.

The Soul King’s words contained multiple meanings.

We think you have a problem, guessing you might be a counterfeit.

If that’s indeed the case, we’ve acknowledged it, because you can lead the Spirit Breath Clan to continue, even become stronger.

Our death clears the obstacles for your rule over the Spirit Breath Clan.

And the final segment of this information was the humble plea of the Soul King.

He hopes that if one day he plans to abandon the mule after unloading the mill, after extracting all the value from the Spirit Breath Clan, leave a path for the Spirit Breath Clan to survive, and a seed to continue cultural existence.

Entrusting the survival of the clan to a possibly existent mercy is undoubtedly a naive act.

The Soul King was clearly aware of this, in this Monster World where survival challenges are fierce, sympathy is the cheapest and most unreliable thing.

But the Soul King knew even better, they had no other choice.

This was the best ending they could secure for the Spirit Breath Clan.

Praying that if he truly had the thought of acting against the Spirit Breath Clan, after exhausting the clan’s resources, leave a seed for the Spiritual Breath Civilization, allowing it to grow on its own.

Rather than wiping it out completely.

The Soul King’s last words rippled in the Little Mage’s heart, eventually transforming into an inaudible soft sigh.

In fact, even before the Seven Kings decided to sacrifice themselves, he had already sketched out a strategic framework against the Gogong Clan with the detailed intelligence provided by the Guidance and inspiration found on the forum.

Aligning with the thoughts of the Seven Kings.

Namely, in the early stages of the war, abandoning probing, adopting an absolutely strong stance, striking with thunderous force, heavily defeating the enemy’s vanguard.

Setting the tone of deterrence, forcing the opponent to hesitate.

But regardless of his plan.

The Seven Kings chose self-sacrifice with deeper considerations, unrelated to whether his plan was feasible.

That was to completely clear the obstacles of factional division within the Spirit Breath Clan, merging scattered powers and wills into one.

Crafting a truly unified Spirit Breath Clan with only one supreme voice.

Moreover, for the Seven Kings who pioneered and threaded through the entire epic of the Spirit Breath Clan’s rise, such an ending might be the perfect closure they internally sought.

They were the heroes of the Spirit Breath Clan, living legends.

And a legend shouldn’t suffer from the feeble twilight years.

Nor should the people who look up to them witness the monumental pillars gradually eroded by time, witness the melancholy of heroes in their latter days.

The Seven Great Thrones understood one thing, they were gradually being left behind by the rapidly advancing tide of the era.

After the arrival of the Spirit Breath Clan in the Monster World, their living environment changed dramatically, even the mode of clan continuation fundamentally transformed.

From the old reliance on parasitic "Memory Bag" mode, returning to the most primitive way of natural reproduction.

The new generation of the Spirit Breath Clan born in this world had growth potential far surpassing the older generation.

The future undoubtedly belongs to these fresh buds.

Rather than gradually becoming a fading background character on the stage of the new era, watching themselves become rigid barriers hindering new growth, it’s better to choose actively becoming torches of inspiration for future generations at the most glorious moment, burning everything in the most intense way, turning the last life into fertile soil nourishing new buds.

By doing so, also allowing their own legacy to freeze in the most splendid moment.

Only in this way could their image transcend the wear of time cycles, imprinting within every Spirit Breath Citizens’ Bloodline Memory as an indelible eternal monument in future chants.