CHAPTER 991: CHAPTER 532: ASCENSION TO DEMIGOD, THE FINAL BATTLE!

January passed, the Art Capital, New Birth Festival.

After the New Year, this should have been the festival where the residents of the Art Capital celebrate spring.

However, many stood before the Rhine River, seeing only a withered, decaying scene before them.

The Tree of Hundred Flowers had vanished, and the land of the entire Art Capital had become barren.

Without the roots of the Tree of Hundred Flowers, the entire ground of the Art Capital sank layer by layer, forming a huge, thousand-layered pit.

More troubling, the Golden Canary Family responsible for the entire affairs of the Art Capital, along with the surrounding powerful Hunter Group, had nearly been wiped out.

According to the latest report from the White Dove Newspaper, the survivors were only the Clan Leader of the Golden Canary Family and a few weak Second Rank Transcendents.

A million civilians from the Art Capital and the surrounding cities watched as the once-prosperous Art Capital turned into a terrifying ruin on the hottest days.

However, they had no means whatsoever.

They could only hope that the Extraordinary Family sent from the Royal Capital could resolve the crisis and save the land that had turned into ruins.

A group of men and women clad in Feather Robes stood on the ruins, quietly gazing at the central cave of the ruins.

This giant cave leading to the Forbidden Rift, to the World Tree!

Amidst the stares of many raggedly dressed residents, a delicately featured man in a luxurious robe descended from above, saying:

"What a pity, old thing, you shouldn’t have touched the Empress’s forbidden matters."

"Now, your entire family will also become the sacrifice for that ambition."

"I thought we would decide our family’s fate in a fair contest."

The speaker had the appearance of an incredibly beautiful, witch-like, cold blue-haired girl, but in reality, he was a man.

At the same time, he was one of the existing Sixth Rank Transcendents of the Golden Flower Bird Kingdom.

He was none other than Nash, the current clan leader of the Banshee Family, who was two hundred and fifty years old.

Nash turned his head slightly, looking regretfully at the Golden Canary Family members beside him.

According to the Empress’s orders, all members of the Golden Canary Family must die.

And their Banshee Family was here to act as the undertaker for this operation.

"Alas, what a pity..."

Nash let out a long sigh.

Over the years, the Banshee Family and the Golden Canary Family had been fighting openly and in secret to seize control over the Golden Flower Bird Kingdom.

And this was one of the few things that interested him as the Banshee Family clan leader.

But he never expected the Golden Canary Family would perish here because they touched the Empress’s reverse scale.

The Golden Canary Clan Leader knelt on the ground, his body already pierced with feathers, leaving him emaciated and powerless to resist.

The clan leader had been dealing with external matters and had not entered the crack.

The last message he received was just one: wait—

The family told him that their family now should not leave the crack, but wait, wait patiently.

As long as they waited, there was a possibility of rescue!

However, this wait lasted a whole month.

In this entire month, the century-old glory of the Golden Canary Family had faded, and everyone became the Empress’s toys.

The Clan Leader stared at Nash, clenching his fist, like a beast about to lose control.

Nash continued:

"The entrance to the crack has loosened, and soon, I will be able to enter the crack and explore it."

"As per the agreement, once the crack is stable, all your Golden Canary members will die."

"My old friend, if you can provide useful information now, I can plead for you—"

Nash looked at the old clan leader of the Golden Canary Family, extending a slender hand, eyes like blue sapphires filled with compassion.

If not for the Empress’s orders, he truly could not bear seeing his friend from childhood die here.

The Golden Canary Clan Leader shouted fiercely:

"Nash, get on with it!

I’m no longer interested in being the Empress’s dog."

"Don’t think that by putting on some performances and pleasing the Empress, that Fake God, you can live well!"

"She is not the Empress, nor the benevolent Earth Mother Goddess; she is just a psychologically twisted Evil God!"

"You, this dog, will be killed sooner or later too!"

The Clan Leader said angrily.

He knew that, no matter what, the Empress would never spare his clan!

In this final moment, he might as well pour out all the anger in his heart.

Nash gently opened a scroll, calmly saying:

"In this manner, not only your clansmen will die, but also your acquaintances and friends.

Even all who are connected to you, even, the entire Art Child City, all the people you saw, will die."

Upon hearing this, the Clan Leader’s anger slowly subsided.

Indeed, my old friend, you are also afraid of the Empress’s strength... Nash chuckled bitterly and shook his head:

"The Empress has no offspring, nor does she intend to develop a family.

The day her life ends will be the day our Banshee Family ascends to the position of Demigod, reigning over the Golden Flower Bird Kingdom."

The goal of the Banshee Family is to charm the Empress through performances, becoming the most powerful family in the Golden Flower Bird Kingdom!

Of course, the most important thing is, Nash knew clearly that even though he was a powerful Sixth Rank Transcendent, he was still as tiny as an ant before the Empress’s strength.

The century-long resistance of the Golden Flower Bird Kingdom was nothing more than a drama arranged by the Empress for her amusement.

"Alright, the cleanup is about to start, everyone, begin to gather..."

Nash raised his hand to rally all the personnel.