He paused, his voice as gentle as reading poetry, "I deeply miss the time we once had, it's a shame that happiness is fleeting, but hatred endures through the ages."
Medanzo suddenly turned around.
There was nothing but desolation in the barren desert.
Lu Bu'er stood in the attic in a daze.
The Celestials and soldiers in the courtyard were all looking up at the night sky, silently staring in the direction where the deity had disappeared. The cold wind howled in the darkness, and the sound of bells lingered.
Today's farce had ended. The Celestial Being Organization and Humanity's Watch Army had reached a truce for the first time in history. The Military Department's representatives were already discussing with the elders how to deal with the disaster; the instigating Death God had been taken away—as if everything had settled down.
Yet, he felt no relief.
Not just because of the Corrupt Death God's declaration of war against humanity.
