"Your Majesty, then... why is that? The rising and setting of the sun is an eternal law of the world. How can it be easily changed?"

"It's incredible."

Trump also looked up at the sky with a serious expression.

As a great wizard, the ogre can better sense the movements of the magic network and the changes in the laws.

At that moment, he felt the elements around him become extremely unstable, rising and falling like the tide. Then, all magic related to light and heat decayed to a certain extent.

"No, these laws in your eyes are not eternal, and even gods will fall one day."

"Do not worry."

“This won’t last long.”

"Once that person falls into a deep sleep, everything will return to normal. The sun will rise as usual, but it will be slightly dimmer."

Cassius said so.

In Erezega, the sun is not a star, but the embodiment of a certain authority and a projection of the laws. For example, Sigil does not have a celestial body like the sun, but there are still direct changes in light every day.

Some of the "suns" on the Prime Material Plane are even inhabited by elemental creatures.

Amaunator is the god who holds the power of the sun. Once there is a problem with his divine power and mind, the "sun" in the main material plane will also undergo corresponding changes.

However, the laws of the world are ultimately stable. Even gods are bound by their priesthood and it is difficult to change them.

According to his memory, this "Daily Disaster" will end after seven days.

"Amaunator."

“What a terrifying force.”

Cassius looked up at the celestial body that was about to fall completely, leaving only a red edge, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Holy Fadran Empire"

“I must obtain all their inheritance and find the secrets left by the old emperor—that is a precious treasure that is enough to make me a god.”

Cassius thought so.

The memory of his past life was awakened again.

In the previous life, the truth about the death of "Sun Emperor" Aragon I was deliberately concealed by the three major kingdoms and buried in history.

The three kingdoms, which had always been hostile to each other, unexpectedly joined hands on this matter. Almost all those who knew about it were slaughtered, and all relevant historical materials were burned.

However, several years later, players uncovered the dusty secret and speculated on several different versions of the answer.

One hundred and fifty years ago, King Aragon I performed the now-famous sacrificial ceremony using some mysterious object.

The sun was particularly hot that day.

This also made him gain the attention of Amaunator. He obtained the gift of the sun god, converted hundreds of his subjects into descendants of gods, and established the so-called "Legion of the Burning Sun".

Aragorn I himself received the gift personally from Amaunator.

He transformed himself into the immortal "Son of the Sun" and became a nearly demigod.

Aragorn I led the Sun Legion on campaigns across the country, conquering the northern barbarian Kingdom of Gunther, the southern Kingdom of Lotito, the western Kingdom of Manashe, and drove the high elves back into the forest.

But twenty years have passed.

He established an empire spanning the continent of Feansor - Holy Fadlan.

Aragon I had accomplished something that none of his ancestors had accomplished before.

However, his ambition did not stop.

This emperor even led his army to fight against demons, devils and even celestial beings in the Gray Wilderness, the Ten Thousand Abyss Plains and the Scorching Hell, and even built several fortresses in the Star Realm as transit stations. A hundred years of rapid development.

The world lies at the feet of the empire.

The glory of the Holy Fadlan Empire has spread throughout the multiverse, and all the people of the empire are unprecedentedly proud, confident, and arrogant.

However, during this century, Aragon I's ambitions continued to expand, and he was no longer satisfied with the position of emperor. He came up with a bolder idea that could even be considered blasphemous:
He wanted to replace Amaunator and become the true god.

So he built the Pyramid of the Eternal Sun God and once again held a grand sacrificial ceremony to pray for the coming of Amaunator.

But this time, Aragorn I found the blasphemous twelve-ring spell - Ascension from the dusty ancient ruins. He even used some mysterious means to block the world's perception of this spell.

When Amaunator descended, Aragorn I unleashed the spell, turning the Eternal Pyramid, originally used for sacrifice, into a cage for imprisoning the gods.

The incarnation of the sun god is roaring.

The whole pyramid was shaking.

The authority of the world changes.

In an instant, Aragon I obtained the coveted priesthood of the sun god, but he did not obtain the power to control the sun.

Endless light and heat surged.

Like a volcano about to erupt.

And the next moment, the exploding sun turned Aragorn I into ashes.

This stubborn and ambitious emperor did fulfill his wish and became a real sun god.

But it was only for a moment.

After this farce, Amaunator regained his throne, but the experience also left him severely traumatized and extremely weak. His sun power became extremely unstable and the order of sunrise and sunset became disordered.

At this moment, he had only one choice - that was to fall into a deep sleep and recover for hundreds of years.

Before he fell into a deep sleep, Amaunator, indignant at the blasphemy of mortals, withdrew his favor from the holy Fadran.

The sacred sunlight no longer covers Fadlan, and the so-called "descendants of God" in the empire are gradually losing their power.

After blaspheming the gods, the empire eventually lost its protection and was destroyed by the ambitions and ignorance of mortals.

The sun is dim.

Fianzo was in flames.

The huge sacred Fadlan suddenly collapsed.

Tiamat, the demons of the abyss, the devils of hell, all kinds of forces took the opportunity to pour into the main material plane. After the glory and splendor of the empire, a new era of confusion and chaos began.

The sun had already set, a ray of sunset glow still lingered on the horizon, and the night was turning dark.

Cassius seemed to hear the wailing and wailing of people from the south in the war, as well as the sound of the earth shaking on the battlefield.

In the first few years of the war, the glory of Fadlan had not yet faded, and the three kingdoms that inherited the empire's legacy were still at their peak.

Hundreds of legendary descendants of gods, thousands of Fiery Sun Warriors, and nearly one million mortal soldiers were fighting in the central part of the continent of Feanso, causing the sky to darken, the earth to crack, and almost turning the place into a bloody ruin.

The remains of the Holy Fadlan are being trampled and destroyed by his descendants.

Cassius narrowed his eyes slightly, and a faint light flashed in the depths of his golden vertical pupils. He slowly stretched out his claws, and hot flames spurted out from the palm of his hand.

“It was a very cruel era.”

"But this suits me just fine."

"The glory of Holy Fadlan has passed away, and a new dawn is about to rise. The old king is dead, and a new king should be established." (End of this chapter)