"The terror of the Chaos Temple is gone," Noah's voice echoed, transmitted by the laws.
"From now on, this universe has only one true ruler: the Earth Empire. But do not tremble. There will be no more shortages of resources. You will not have to bleed for a scrap of mana or a plot of fertile land. You can live in peace."
He paused.
His eyes swept over the kneeling masses in the arena, though he was really looking at the countless souls watching from the stars.
"However, peace is not stagnation. Every ten years, there will be a Mega Tournament of the Universe. Every race, every clan, and every lone wanderer can join."
"The winners will bring glory and special rewards to their people. Prove your worth through strength, not through slaughter."
As the crowd erupted into a deafening roar of approval, Noah turned his back to the cameras.
His face, which had been a mask of divine boredom, suddenly shifted.
