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Dragonhead Mountain had long been infamous for its cataclysmic eruption.
As written in the historical records, it was said that a pillar of fire would soar so high into the sky whenever it erupted that it could be seen even from the Marchioni Empire’s capital city.
Emperor Stuttgart wished to behold that fiery inferno, the very pillar of fire that would raze half of the Proatine Empire, serving as the messenger heralding the downfall of a rising superpower.
“Thirty seconds remaining, sire,” Grand Duke Neighdelberg said.
“Is that so? Come, you take a glass, too.”
“I am unworthy of such grace, my lord.”
“Receive it. For you have proven yourself worthy, Grand Duke.”
“Your grace is immeasurable, my lord!”
Emperor Stuttgart poured a glass of wine for Grand Duke Neighdelberg, who was the architect and mastermind behind this operation.
Grand Duke Neighdelberg accepted the glass with deepest reverence, bowing his head in gratitude.
A few seconds later, Emperor Stuttgart muttered and smiled in satisfaction and muttered, “So it has begun."
In the far distance, a colossal pillar of fire shot up into the skies, splitting the clouds and piercing the heavens themselves.
At long last, Dragonhead Mountain had erupted.
The blazing...
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