At this time, the two of them no longer had time to estimate the situation outside, and Conos waved his hand to extinguish the flames on Anna and the other two, slowly lifted up the unconscious Anna, and then placed her on his knees to sleep.

She sat on the bench at the back of the hall, looking at the blood moon in the sky that alternated between light and dark, and muttered silently in her heart.

You've finally made up your mind, Elio. Without a cold, resolute will, gentleness would be nothing but weakness that others would ignore.

The battle in the sky gradually entered a white-hot stage.

Elio only felt that the scorching sun that burned his soul made his consciousness painful and even blurred, and he could no longer think calmly. In order to prevent himself from giving up and running away unconsciously, he kept repeating a sentence to himself.

Kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him

Kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him

Kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him

The ice mist gradually condensed in the air and gradually spread over Edren.

Kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him

Kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him

Kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him

The surging obsession and madness spread into the hall as magic power clashed and overflowed, sending a chill down the spines of all the nobles and soldiers watching.

Like an image corroding the mind, the insane and endless murderous intent transformed into a strangling icy mist, freezing and shattering each particle of flesh and blood.

At some point, the flames stopped, and the originally red moon in the sky was gradually covered with white frost.

Finally, there was a slight cracking sound, and countless tiny ice particles fell from the sky.

The red moon, the plains, the wheat fields, the flames, and the enemies all turned into ice mist and slowly drifted away in the world, and the surrounding environment once again returned to its former palace.

"bite……"

There was a slight sound of falling to the ground, and a red moon pendant fell to the ground, bounced slightly, and then lay quietly there.

After the bright red moon disappeared, the pillar of light outside the hall also shattered. A small opening appeared in the thick clouds in the sky, and some light shone into the dim hall through the window.

The nobles approached slowly and only then saw the lonely and thin figure sitting on the throne in the center of the hall.

Exquisite and huge oil paintings are hung on the central wall of the Blood Moon Hall. The faces in the paintings are the emperors of the Green Empire. Some of them are majestic, some are humble, some are crazy, and some are quiet. They wear gorgeous imperial robes, hold scepters wrapped with red and green roses, and look down at the people below, making people feel as if they are still alive, exuding their own temperament and majesty.

At the very end of the hall, on the steps, a single, ancient stone chair stood quietly, with a young boy sitting on it.

He leaned against the cold throne, his hands unable to reach the armrests simultaneously. His eyes were closed, his body rising and falling slightly, as if he were fast asleep. His calm face made it difficult to associate it with the frenzied murderous intent that had filled him before, and the faint sound of his breathing seemed to relax everyone's nerves and bring them into a state of tranquility.

A slender hand picked up the blood moon pendant, wiped it gently, and then carried it up the stairs step by step, gently tied it around the young man's neck, and hung it on his chest.

A pale red light flashed on the pendant, and then returned to silence, as if it was supposed to be that way, and there was an inexplicable harmony between it and the young man.

At this time, the drizzle outside the window had stopped and the Rose Palace was quiet.

A group of nobles and officers stepped forward quietly, stood in an orderly manner in the hall, and then half-knelt on the ground.

"We swear to be forever loyal to the Supreme Emperor of the Empire, His Majesty Elio."

Amidst the clash of armor, this bustling and chaotic imperial capital finally welcomed a long-lost tranquility.

Even though less than a day had passed.

The sun shone through the scattered clouds, slanting down on the earth after the rain. A charred bullet casing stopped at the edge of a dry ditch, then fell with a ding, rolled into the endless stream, and drifted towards the unknown distance.