Chapter 474 - Sulyvhan the Conqueror (5)

Ten years had passed since those days at the Alexandria Outpost... Time, that invisible sculptor, had reshaped the face of the continent according to the will of a single man. What was once only a precarious defensive position in the middle of a slag desert had become the beating heart of a reborn civilization. The kingdom, forged in the blood of demons and the sweat of the survivors, had officially transformed into the Empire of Alexandria. Its borders no longer merely contained the threat; they now extended over vast and fertile lands, wrested from corruption by purification rituals and modern agriculture.