Chapter-15 The Opening Ceremony (1)

Today, whether they are from the Star Alliance or the Norex Empire, everyone is glued to their terminals, eagerly anticipating the grand opening ceremony of the Azure Light Academy.

This groundbreaking institution marks a historic moment in interstellar history, as it is the first universal academy where individuals from different nations will unite to study and grow together.

Ever since the announcement of the academy's establishment, people from all walks of life have been waiting for its opening with different attitudes.

Enthusiasts eagerly await the chance to connect with individuals from other nations, while skeptics voice their discontent due to their prejudice.

Meanwhile, a third group adopts a more measured stance, choosing to observe and see how things unfold. After nearly two decades of ongoing discussions, the Azure Light Academy has finally opened its doors amidst all these contentious matters.

Netizens from every corner of the universe tuned in to watch the live stream of this event.

[Wah!! It's finally here!!I've been waiting ages to see a moment where folks from the Alliance and Empire come together.]

[Wow, this academy is absolutely stunning! I've never come across a building design that's more gorgeous than this.]

[Am I the only one here checking out the handsome alphas?]

[Sis! You're definitely not alone! The eye candy at this academy is off the charts.]

The barrage was filled with different voices, some supportive and some discordent.

[Haha! I am different from you guys, I am just here to see the ugly faces of those from Empire. Especially their emperor.]

[Same here! It would be so awkward for the Empire if their leader looks bad next to all these good-looking guys from the Alliance.]

[Hey! How dare you call our Majesty ugly!? Just wait until he steps on stage, and you'll see the Alliance folks can't hold a candle to his majesty's presence.]

[LOL! Can't wait to see who ends up crying!]

The live broadcast reached every corner of the universe, sparking a massive wave of interaction as viewers from across the cosmos joined in. While the netizens of Galactic Alliance and Norex Empire were engaged in a fierce online battle, a strange comment caught the eyes of everyone.

[Did you guys hear? That famous celeb Edan is actually an angel!]

[Wait, what? An angel? I need all the information about him right now!!]

[Damn! An angel! I always thought my boy Edan was something special; his voice is just too sweet! It turned out I was right.]

[Hey! What's all this fuss about!? Isn't it just an angel? Sure, there aren't many of them, but I saw tons during the live stream at the Academy. Why is this one such a big deal?]

[Of course, he's more special than the rest. He's got four wings! Can you even imagine what that means for an angel? It's like his mental counseling skills must be off the charts. But I am really curious what kind of angel is he?]

As soon as this comment flashed across the starnet, chaos erupted. Within mere seconds, the entire platform was inundated with a flurry of posts buzzing about Edan.

It is a well-known fact that since angels started forming bonds with other races, their offspring does not inherit their bloodline easily. This is the primary reason for the low numbers of angels today. Moreover, the mixing of blood has caused them to lose many of their precious characteristics.

In the past, it was not uncommon for angels to have four wings, but nowadays, only a handful of angels have it. Currently, there is only one angel in the whole universe who has 6 wings. Even the halo above their head is rarely seen. So far, it is believed that this is the result of blood impurity caused by the relationship with other races.

That is why having four wings for an angel is considered such a big deal.

[Hey, let's talk about this later. Look, the starships of the Alliance President and Devil Lord are here.]

The barrage became much more clear as two majestic starships entered the frame.

The Alliance's starship gleamed with a frosty silver exterior, featuring a bold emblem of a knight with a wolf's tail, wings spread wide, and a bow ready for action. The artificial sunlight cascaded over its surface, igniting it with a dazzling brilliance that commanded attention from afar.

In the opposite direction was the infamous battleship of the Norex Empire, the Black Swan 01. Its deep black hue mirrored the fierce presence of its commander, emblazoned with the Empire's distinctive symbol. The vessel itself seemed to echo the many fierce confrontations it had weathered, a testament to its storied past.

As the behemoths of the sky slowly descended, the onlookers instinctively took a step back, their hearts racing with a blend of fear and awe. Upon landing at the docking station, a line of soldiers, impeccably dressed in their uniforms, stepped out. They formed a rigid line, standing tall and poised, ready to greet their Lords as they disembarked from the majestic starships.

Under the escort of elite soldiers, the Alliance President, Aldamar Olostin, finally stepped out. Though he appeared to be in the prime of his life, his striking good looks were undeniable, characterized by flowing blonde hair that cascaded down his shoulders like a golden waterfall, and captivating light-colored eyes.

What truly set him apart, however, was the radiant halo that crowned his head, the magnificent pair of six white wings that unfurled majestically behind him unmistakably revealing his identity as an angel. As he ascended the stage, a warm smile graced his lips, the crowd erupted into a chorus of cheers and applause, their voices rising in a harmonious wave of admiration.

At this moment, another figure appeared, instantly captivating the crowd into a hushed reverence. It was the notorious Devil Lord, Arwan Deimos De'Alassandro, the Emperor of the Norex Empire. Towering and chiseled like a Greek god, Arwan strode toward the stage, radiating an aura of chilling authority. His expressionless face, reminiscent of a ruthless diety, revealed nothing through his deep violet eyes.

His long, sleek black hair was impeccably styled, topped with a pair of formidable black horns. Dressed in dark attire adorned with intricate golden patterns, he looked intimidating. The fabric clung to his form, accentuating his powerful physique, while a flowing black cape trailed behind him, billowing like storm clouds in his wake.

As he took his position on the stage, the atmosphere erupted into a fervent cheer that eclipsed all previous noise. The citizens of the Norex Empire greeted their sovereign with thunderous applause.