Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 11 Imperial Decree

In the fourth month after his resurrection, he finally came into contact with magic.

However, even if this is a genuine amulet, it's only of the lowest grade; wearing it will at most make you happy.

It could have some other effect, but it doesn't seem like it will be very good.

Caesar was actually a little excited. Although it was just a low-level amulet, it still had extraordinary effects and could be considered the first piece of equipment he had obtained after his rebirth.

Back in the day, the Truth Seal I wore was a great hero-level talisman with top-tier bonus attributes.

Now I'm completely useless. Without my best gear, I'm surprised if I find an accessory that only increases intelligence by 1.

Caesar sighed, holding the small wooden plaque, and couldn't help but put it in his mouth.

"Oh dear, don't do that!" Yumilia quickly reached out and took out the saliva-covered amulet, saying seriously, "You can't eat this."

"Don't stop me! I'm figuring out how to use this amulet!" Caesar said anxiously, reaching out to take the amulet back.

"Don't rush, don't rush, wait for me."

Yumilia braided the red cord of the amulet and put it on Caesar's wrist.

“That’s good,” she nodded.

Seeing Caesar examining the amulet closely, Yumilia was delighted. She leaned over the cradle, gently stroking Caesar's head with one hand, and whispered:

"Little Caesar, you must grow up well and become a tall and handsome boy, to be my great hero."

She smiled slightly, her eyes half-closed, and leaned down to leave a gentle kiss on his forehead.

At night, Caesar opened his eyes in a daze.

He saw a desolate, gray field.

The sky, piled high with dark clouds, seemed to have a gaping hole. He saw a blood-red spear, like a pillar supporting the heavens and earth, piercing down from the sky, its tip striking the chest of a giant lying across the earth.

The giant's upper body leaned against the mountains, his disheveled beard and head drooping limply across his chest; he lay there quietly.

This bizarre and magnificent scene seemed to merge with the heavens and earth.

Caesar seemed to have seen this scene somewhere before.
He quickly remembered that it was when he was forty-two years old that he pushed open the ruins of that ancient god. On the wall of the ruins, he saw a mural of a cyclops, with a spear thrown down from the sky piercing his chest.

He suddenly woke up with a start.

Before him lay a dimly lit ceiling, in a cradle, with Yumilia's low, even breathing nearby.

"Having a nightmare?"

Before I could even savor the contents of my dream, I suddenly felt something burning hot on my wrist. Looking down, I saw it was the amulet, now as red as a branding iron.
"Could it be one of those seemingly broken items that is actually a hidden legendary item?" he wondered in surprise.

But it was soon discovered that this was not the case, because at this moment the amulet seemed to be affected by something of a higher level than itself, and it was "burned" red.

What is the source of the impact?

He then realized that the source was actually himself.

A golden dragon head imprint appeared on the back of his small, tender hand.

Because the baby's hands were so small, the shrunken dragon head looked rather dull.

But it suddenly excited Caesar.

"The Emperor's Seal?"

There's no mistake, the magical aura it contains is so rich, and the power it carries is closely connected to him.

After becoming emperor, he carried with him the ideas from his previous life. He originally intended to cast a national seal, but thinking of the fate of the national seal in his previous life, he chose another way.

He divided his primordial power into nine powers, which he forged into the Imperial Seal of the Nation. Anyone who becomes the new emperor through the casting ceremony will receive this seal and the nine imperial powers bestowed upon him, in order to control and awe the empire.

However, considering that he might be resurrected, he did not hand over the Emperor's Seal and took it with him into the Cocoon of Origin.

I originally thought this would be refreshed like the magic, but I didn't expect it to be retained.

awesome.

The newbie gift pack I prepared for myself has arrived in my account.

But why would the imperial seal suddenly appear at this time?

He grasped the small, red-hot amulet, thinking that this was probably the reason.

Because the Emperor's Seal is bound to his own magic power to a certain extent, but after his resurrection, all his magic power was refreshed and left with nothing, the Emperor's Seal has been dormant in his body. The amulet provides protection for the wearer, and this little bit of magic power actually activated it by chance.

"Heaven has not forsaken me," Caesar thought to himself.

He felt a warm sensation on the back of his hand. After a moment's thought, he turned to look at Yumilia, who was still fast asleep on the bed beside him. She probably wouldn't wake up anytime soon.

Taking advantage of this moment, he wanted to test whether his various powers could still function properly after six hundred years. He grasped the small hand and activated one of his powers: [Formless Heavenly Domain]

The imperial seal shimmered slightly, and then the small wooden house began to crumble.

Then, floor tiles, large red carved stone pillars, and roof beams rose and assembled around him. In a few breaths, he found himself in a magnificent palace that resembled heaven. The cradle beneath him had been replaced by a dragon-scale throne more than two meters high, ornately decorated, exuding majesty and domineering power.

Below is a magnificent, colossal palace, as if one were in a celestial palace, with red-lacquered and gold-plated pillars supporting the sky and the earth, like the fulcrum of the world.

Caesar felt the imperial aura surrounding him, and stroked the hard, cold throne beneath him. Its gilded surface reflected his appearance: a small baby with sparse black hair and chubby cheeks.

"It feels so familiar, but something feels off," he sighed.

The Formless Heavenly Domain was originally called the "Church of the Mourners," a sacred object once belonging to a kingdom's monarch. Its effect was to create a unique otherworldly realm that he could enter at any time. As the master, he possessed absolute power here, isolated from all external interference, and received blessings in various attributes. Furthermore, it could purify the pollution and impact from the spirit and soul.

After he conquered that kingdom, it was taken into his possession as spoils of war and renamed to his liking. Originally, it wasn't so magnificent; as the name suggests, it was just an ordinary church. However, after changing hands, it became a temple, and after being imbued with his aura over the years, it transformed into such a magnificent and splendid palace.

It can also be personalized according to the differences of the host.

Caesar leaned back on his throne, closed his eyes, and felt the aura of a monarch that had been accumulated over six hundred years.

This can be considered the last remaining piece of land in the empire.

He stroked the golden mark on the back of his hand; the power of the former monarch was still in his grasp.

However, after six hundred years, the magic power within the Emperor's Seal has almost completely depleted, and he is now unable to replenish it with magic power. All that remains to be used are a few basic powers.

We can only wait for it to replenish itself gradually.

Another characteristic of the Imperial Seal is that it can contain magic and will actively absorb the surrounding magic. However, the concentration of magic has been greatly reduced now, and it will probably take a long time to fully recover.

There is another way, which is to actively absorb it. Just like just now, the little bit of magic power in the amulet was absorbed and replenished by the Emperor's Seal.

We'll have to think of a solution later.
After thinking for a moment, his thoughts drifted back to the dream he had just had.

In the wasteland, a one-eyed giant with his heart pierced.

He touched his round chin, thinking carefully.

It was obvious that the awakening of the Emperor's Seal was what caused him to dream of that scene.

This scene originates from the murals in the ruins of ancient gods.

In order to advance to the Mythical level, he "borrowed" this deity's relic, thus creating a causal connection.
However, in these six hundred years, the Cocoon of Origin should have cleaned up the backlash curse by now. Could it be that it still left something on itself?

He tapped his short fingers twice on the throne, and a pale blue mist rose into the hall.

This is the inherent spiritual purification ability of the Formless Divine Realm.

But after several attempts, there was no change whatsoever.

My body is completely like that of a newborn baby—clean, pure, and without any abnormalities.

It's also possible that at their level, they are unable to detect such anomalies.

Whatever it is, if it exists, it will only become apparent after you grow up.

It seems I'll have to be more careful from now on.

At this moment, his attention was drawn to the seven illusory figures beneath the main hall.

The seven illusory figures stood silently, like loyal subjects, awaiting his command.

Upon seeing the phantom, Caesar couldn't help but sigh.

Those were the seven subordinates who had followed him in battle, and ultimately the seven founding generals.

Because of the trust placed in them, they were also granted the qualification to enter the Heavenly Realm.
The Formless Heavenly Realm was a good place to discuss secrets, and it could pull people in regardless of space. So during that period, they often gathered here to discuss national policies and formulate strategies. In one meeting after another, they conquered the entire continent.

Now, he's all alone.

The deceased, even their souls, have vanished, making it impossible to reconnect with them. Those seven illusory figures stand like seven monuments atop the hall.

The phantom figure standing at the very front is none other than the Imperial Chancellor, Sothos Hayward.

He trusted him the most and was also the most capable. He had known him since he was a small mercenary. He was his strategist during the war and his prime minister after the country was established. In private, he was also a brother who could share a drink with him.

History books say that Sothos, in his later years, both maintained the empire and instructed the new emperor, which led to his illness and death at the age of 71.
In fact, Sothos, as the most powerful force in the empire at the time, could have easily seized the throne, but he upheld the royal power belonging to Rean until the very end.

"Sothos, my good brother."

Caesar sighed inwardly, his consciousness subtly tugging at the illusory figure.

Immediately afterwards, Sothos's phantom began to sway, and a golden light shone from it, becoming incredibly dazzling.

Caesar was stunned. This signal meant that someone was establishing contact with the phantom, trying to ascend to his celestial realm!
Sothos isn't dead?

(End of this chapter)