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Chapter 451 Identity Revealed

With the defeat of the Temporals and the Dark Ferals Empire, the entire Polaris Domain had now fallen under the rule of the Prime Empire.

Yet, they didn't stop there.

For some reason, the Prime Empire's massive forces waged war on the Xenia Domain.

While it could have been coincidental—given their expansion into other nearby galaxies—the sheer intensity of their assault on Xenia was overwhelming.

It seemed almost deliberate, as if someone had orchestrated this campaign with a calculated purpose. After all, Xenia was the very domain that had once driven their Emperor away with force.

Regardless of the reasons, all eleven Empires had united, continuing the war against this rising force, which now joined by the Celestials from the central region of the Primal Realm surprisingly.

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So the odds are clearly against them.

Even Tiamat Academy wasn't spared from the conflict. As an institution under the Xenon Empire, it held high-level powerhouses.

The teachers, though reluctant, were ordered to join the war by the Emperor, while students were granted leave during this chaotic time. A handful of senior students volunteered to fight on behalf of their academy, but their numbers remained few, as most lacked the experience of true life-and-death combat.

The Degaro Family, too, couldn't remain idle. With the war escalating at such a rapid pace, it was only a matter of time before they were inevitably drawn into the conflict.

They had no choice but to send some of their brethren to show their presence on the battlefield.

But today, news so shocking arrived that a tense silence spread throughout the High-Rise Manor atop the mountain peak.

Today, they learned the true name of Emperor Zytherion—the mastermind behind the assault on the Xenia Domain.

Aengus Degaro.

The name echoed through the halls, accompanied by an artistic painting brought in secret from the Prime Empire.

The man in the painting was none other than Aengus Degaro, the first son of Augustus Degaro, the current head of their household.

Outside, the mountain top remained serene—a bright sun cast its golden glow, and soft, colorful petals drifted lazily in the wind.

His voice echoed throughout the grand hall, filling the minds of those present with vivid imaginings of the future.

"Well said, Grandfather. Big Brother should come back to us and fulfill his filial duty," Aeon added as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Indeed. We share the same blood, after all," his uncle chimed in. "The boy is still young at heart, holding onto such petty grudges. Just let his mother speak to him—he will surely return."

The gathered family members murmured in agreement, excitement bubbling in their expressions.

With Aengus' power backing them, their household could rise to imperial status, free to do as they pleased.

Riding on Aengus' coattails, they would no longer need to bow before other Emperors.

At that time, those so-called rulers would kneel at their feet, begging for mercy.

How satisfying that would be?

"Sister-in-law, why are you silent?" Aengus' aunt asked.

Augustus and everyone else turned their gaze to Eleanora, expecting her to comply with their wishes.

Eleanora replied sharply, "I will do no such thing, Augustus. After all those years of suffering, how could I show my face in front of him? And that too, just to beg for all of you shameless people? Impossible."

"Eleanora!" Augustus was enraged at her blatant defiance.

Irina clutched her mother's clothes, afraid.

But their uncle smirked. "Why? Do you want to leave this house, Sister-in-law?" he threatened.

Ignoring his taunts, Augustus was already on his way to teach Eleanora a lesson.

Eleanora closed her eyes, expecting a slap across her face.

But surprisingly, the expected slap never came.

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