Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Persist with this resolve until the end.

Ultimately, it will connect and transcend life and death.

The Blood Moon Bad World will also end because of this.

"Hehehe..."

Hesintos slowly closed his mouth, smiling mysteriously, unclear whether it was a sneer or a smile of relief.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

"That woman is still of some use to me; I've hidden her in the alternate space of the First Army Divine Room in the Divine Descendant Hall."

Hesintos's vitality slowly extinguished completely with these words.

Lanci glanced at Loren, who only shook his head.

Hesintos was truly dead.

Lanci had no chance to question Hesintos further.

However, considering that werewolves' blood alone is a treasure, it was logical and well-hidden for Hesintos to hide her, undiscovered by anyone.

"That's great, Violet isn't dead."

Lanci finally succumbed to overwhelming exhaustion, collapsing to sit on the ground.

It was he who personally asked Violet to help them intercept the Blood Clan, and because of this, Violet met with misfortune, leaving Lanci deeply remorseful.

Yet none of this would affect his determination to first do the right thing in the decisive battle. He originally planned to investigate and solve the mystery surrounding Violet after defeating Hesintos.

Now it seems that as long as the Diamond Key of Hesintos is obtained, Violet can soon be rescued.

Whether Hesintos softened his heart and did not kill Violet or truly regarded Violet as a precious tool, no one can tell now that it's all become a mystery with Hesintos's death.

Perhaps even Hesintos himself did not know the answer.

Lanci looked towards Julius outside the barrier.

He believed Julius had heard the news through the communication channels.

Julius stood outside the Holy Astore Barrier, his eyes red as if he never expected Violet could return.

For days, he had been filled with regret for last scolding Violet, channeling his hatred into motivation to continue doing the right thing and guarding the Cerryti Empire.

"Well, Julius meow, I did say Violet was resilient, but it seems you might never dare to be harsh with her again in this lifetime."

Bianca sighed and patted Julius on the shoulder, her upturned mouth showing genuine joy.

"All's well that ends well."

Salon relaxed his grip on his sword, speaking with relief.

"I can finally report back to my sister, and hopefully, I won't make her sad again this time."

Ryan gazed gratefully in the direction of Lanci's figure at the center of the battlefield.

Behind them, the Imperial Army was already bustling.

Red Falcon Nicola was leading the Empire's Special Operations Department, searching for wounded amidst the rubble.

At this time, the Empire's Special Operations Department and the Capital Garrison Headquarters cooperated smoothly without conflict, doing their work with ease.

Their uniforms were long stained with blood and smoke, yet their resolve remained unshaken.

The Mafia, led by their leader Barton, joined in the post-war cleanup, almost like they had returned to the Imperial Army at this moment.

Peace is hard-won and should be cherished all the more.

Hesintos's fallen body lay on scorched earth, his eyes closed eternally.

But this doesn't mean the lessons for the Cerryti Empire should be forgotten; if not learned, history will repeat itself again and again.

The havoc wrought by the Blood Cleansing Day is the best testament.

"Is it over?"

"Looks like the battle is finished."

At the perimeter of this triple barrier ruin, those who nearly didn't escape were helping each other to stand up.

The glow in the gaps of the clouds grew brighter, and the broken dome of the central command building in Cerryti shone once more.

The gloom that once hung over this city was gradually dissipating with the advent of a new day.

White doves flitted through, carrying messages of peace and freedom.

Lanci watched the doves fly into the distance.

"Meow, meow, we did it, I'm the most magical cat!"

The Cat Boss jubilantly leaped out of the shadows.

He felt completely safe now and dared to show himself.

"Yes, thank you," said Loren, looking at the Little Black Cat with contentment.

"Wait, why did your Wind Magic have the effects of the Original Slabs?"

Loren suddenly noticed the issue, holding the Little Black Cat in his hands and questioning it directly.

Seeing the absolute immunity storm field shining with the Original Slab's light in battle didn't feel at all out of place to Loren then.

"Meow...?"

The Cat Boss was immediately guilty.

Only now did the Great Priest realize the problem.

Before and during the battle, Loren was focused solely on defeating Hesintos, thinking of nothing else.

Loren appeared to be the type to defeat the opponent without talking or thinking too much during battle.

And now, the facade of being the Great Priest was about to be exposed.

Before Loren could react.

The War Gods and Imperial Army coming from the north side of the barrier rushed to cloak Loren with a thick mantle.

"Mr. Loren, it's getting cold; put on something warmer."

"It was originally prepared by Hesintos; we don't have time to make another now, so please make do for now."

"We pledge our allegiance to you; you've successfully secured the Cerryti Empire."

Jasper, the Fourth Military God, leading the War Gods, efficiently gave orders and arranged everything.

Loren stood there bewildered.

He wanted to ask Lanci, but Lanci was already gone, pulled away by Tolyado's Spatial Gate.

Now, at the center of the battlefield, only he and the Little Black Cat remained.

Hesintos's last words had already been overheard by other War Gods.