Established Pinnacle: The Enigma

"...You know what, pull back all our forces, and don't give them the chance of victory. With me here, I doubt they will do anything. Unless they also have an entity at the same level of power as mine." Archdemon Riley forcefully wiped out his emotions and responded.

His anger and discontence will have to wait. For now, they had to control the situation and think through their next step carefully, unless, he would lose all of his merit.

'I planed this for a thousand years, and you want me to just sit back as it crumbles? Fuck that. I'll find out who this b*tech is, and which Faction is supporting her. And when I do...' He thought, his presence bubbling up.

"...!!!"

The silver prince felt his soroundings become painted in red, and warped into a hellish illusory zone. His expression lost all of its color, and he smashed his face on the hard concrete floor, "S–Sir Riley, please forgive me!! Please forgive this lowly worm!!"

"...."

The Archdemon called Riley sat a distasteful gaze at the silver prince, before idly waving him away. "Go. Leave. Take your legions and go pull back the nations at, and before the borders. Retreat with them at haste." He instead said.

His aura settling down, and the environment returning back to peace. The illusory hell from before disappearing alongside that.

"Th–Thank you, my lord." The silver prince bowed once more, and rushed outside the main building of the castle, leaving behind an expressionless Archdemon Riley.

'Fate is weaving, Destiny is churning, Karma is ascending, while Fortune and Misfortune are interchanging. Haaah~ The coming tides are against me.' He thought, already foreseeing through a lot.

Being an Outer Demigod, gave him access to all the natural laws of the Deities. This including the natural laws of fate, destiny, karma, fortune and misfortune. As well as those of space and time.

But of course, being natural laws, they could not help him against his fellow peers, or those above him in power and authority. Yet when it comes to those weaker than him? He could use it to an absolute degree.

And right now, he saw through the weaving of fqte, how his position was in danger. By looking at the fate's of everyone below him, he did not see anything associated with him. Not even one, meaning that he would either die here, or retreat.

From the churning waves of destiny, he saw prosperity return back to the space dragons and their entire lineage. A show that he lost in the coming battle.

The silver prince's karma was coming for him, and he would experience what he deserved. No matter how he tries to discern the future, there was no future for him.

'Should I retreat?' He thought, entertaining the idea of retreat. 'Or perhaps, should I just look for back up? I've spent a thousand years planning everything down. And an opportunity like this might not come again.' He added.

He was caught within a dilemma. Even beings at the peak of Reality had their own troubles, it seems.

• • • • •

Meanwhile, the silver prince flew outside the castle, and atop the entire empire built by Archdemon Riley, using his own means and knowledge.

As he flew out, he couldn't help but sigh at the mercy of the Archdemon.

After all, from his experience the past one hundred years or so, he knew that beings at that level of power, could use their might to forcefully warp the environment to their liking, and to their favor as well.

Archdemon Riley capable of warping his soroundings to a hellish lava zone, where the temperature could suffocate even Ancient Deities to death. And he was just a weak Greater Dragon Emperor.

'My luck seems to be high as always.' He sighed in relief, as he flew above the empire. An Empire that was in favor of his presence.

"Ah, guys look, it's his highness!! His highness is out!!" A cat beastfolk woman exclaimed as she saw the handsome prince floating within the sky.

"Hm? Oh, it's indeed true."

"Your highness, your highness, good day!!"

"Enjoy your day your highness!! May the Light of Silver be upon you again!!"

"Thank you for your hardwork our king!!"

Various other races below, shouted out to him in joyful greetings and cheerful farewells. There were elves, dwarves, beastfolk, fairies and other races that were long conquered by the silver dragons centuries ago.

But with the way they were treated, they did not find it hard to accept their new homes. And of course, there were some that still held grudges, as conquest came with war. And war with death of loved ones.

Yet that did not change the sorounding atmosphere. And regardless, losing their loved ones through war, made them detest war itself in nature, and hence were against rebelling, as more would die.

The cycle would continue.

"...You guys..." The silver prince could not help but look down in shock, in surprise, in stupor. He was a celebrity around here, and the king to everyone else.

But he still knew deep down that he was a slave. Yet that did not change the fact that he felt satisfied being loved by so many people. He felt good for being able to protect all these people who look up to him.

...Even if that had to come at the cost.

'I have done some bad things, a lot of bad things, but... they were all done with a purpose. A purpose to make me stronger. And the stronger I become, the better will I be able to protect you guys.' He thought, a brilliant smile creeping up on his handsome disposition.

I'll become a slave to the Devils, as long as it means I'll be able to protect you all.

He steeled himself with such a quote, and wiped away the emotions on his face, waving back at the people below. The people responded in even more fervor, rivaling that of a festive mood, which almost brought a smile back on his face.

"Men, today, we will move out. We will piece through the skies, and conquer all those that are against us." He valiantly said, as powerful beings appeared behind him in large droves, their presence shaking the void itself.

The most powerful out of them were dragon king level, with others at the dragon lord level. This was a terrifying force even within these times and age, where darkness blanketed the world and its hope.

The silver prince felt his subordinates gather behind him, rivaling the tens of billions in numbers. He raised his hand to the sky, and roared, "We will stand strong, for our empire, for our people!!" He dauntlessly roared out.

And his legion roared out after him, with equal, if not a greater momentum than him, "For our empire, for our people!!"

Their valiance shook the Void, and spread out massive waves of power and glory. They were sure nobody could cook close to challenging their momentum.

...!!!

But to their shock, the people below, drowned in adrenalin and swept along by the momentum, also followed after with an undaunted roar of their own. "FOR OUR EMPIRE, FOR OUR ROYAL HIGHNESS!!!"

They were greatly impressed by their king and his warriors, and they subconscious praised him in return. This was their Empire. Their Silver Dragon Empire.

"...."

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Hidden within the folds of space, far from the eyes of even a Greater Dragon Emperor, two cloaked individuals could be seen gazing down on the silver dragon empire with cold gazes.

Each of the two had a presence below that of the silver dragon prince, but far greater than any of his subordinates.

They were two of the twenty followers of Mirai, whom became Lesser Dragon Emperors throughout their training with Teach, and sharing Mirai's potential.

And because they still shared her potential, each of them could take on a Greater Deity Emperor with a bit of difficulty. Let alone the two of them, with complimentary abilities.

"They sure are loyal to him." One of them said, anger dancing within her eyes. The other shook her head in disagreement, "They are loyal to what he can bring on the table. The hearts of men and gods are not to be trusted. Look at our young lady." She said.

According to their tones and body structures, they were women, the former being young, and the latter being a bit mature.

"...You're right, senior. The hearts of people can change anytime, depending on what you can bring on the table." The former said, yet her frown was still prevalent on her expression. "Should we attack?" She inquired.

The other shook her head, her expression blank. "No. There's a terrifying enemy hiding within the castle that we should be careful of, remember? We cannot defeat them, so reign yourself." She added in warning.

"...Yes yes, senior." The former responded in obedience, pulling back in reluctance. But as she was doing so, her eyes suddenly spotted someone familiar within the army.

A silver haired beauty with the potent natural law of space circulating around her. Her beauty was quite high, even to the standards of gods, but she was not absolutely stunning.

She floated behind the silver prince, as part of his legion commanders, at the stage of Dragon King.