The battle is over.

Fang Zheng's words seemed to open Pandora's box, completely disrupting the thoughts of the Fire Mist Warriors. They began to scream wildly, running, and fleeing from the battlefield. As for these Fire Mist Warriors who had lost their fighting spirit, Fang Zheng did not do anything else, but just asked Qianbian Xiu Denan to take people to clean up the mess.

Originally, Bellpeol wanted to keep all these fire mist warriors, but Fang Zheng thought about it, then shook his head and rejected this idea.

"Although the announcement of the amnesty will certainly shake these Fire Mist Warriors, those Fire Mist Warriors who are far away and have never experienced battles and have never seen my figure with their own eyes will definitely not give up so easily. It is better to release these guys and let them spread my majesty on their own. It will be more effective then."

Since Fang Zheng said so, Belle Peabody naturally did not say anything more. She had already heard about the battle from Fecolu and Decarabia. Fang Zheng was indeed very smart and almost every move of the enemy on the battlefield was within his expectations. As the leader of his alliance, he already had an idea, so Belle Peabody, as his subordinate, only had to be responsible for the execution.

Because of this, the pursuit of the Fire Mist Warriors by the Red World ended only in the evening. In the report brought back by Qianbian Xiu Denan, Fang Zheng learned that the Fire Mist Warriors sent "Rhinoceros Guardian" Zam'el and "Holy Dew Hand" Xintashir to cover the rear, while the others quickly evacuated. These two Fire Mist Warriors were also quite difficult, but in the end they were swept away by Xiu Denan and his Red World Warriors.

"Now, we just have to wait for the final pardon, but before that, let's have some fun."

Walking in the dark corridor, Fang Zheng was thinking while looking at Bellpeolpe beside him - this queen had her right eye back and finally no longer wore an eyepatch like before.

"But... there are still some things to do."

"What is it? Alliance leader?"

"Like I said before."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng stopped and turned to look at Bellpeol who was beside him.

"There must always be a goal. Now our amnesty is about to be achieved, but even so, I don't want the paradise I just built to be demolished by them in a few days, leaving only the skeleton. As it happens, tonight, we can use the excuse of holding a celebration party. You can ask the proclamation officers to go down and ask those Red World people what they plan to do after they go to the new world and no longer need to eat humans to gain the power of existence, and then collect a report."

"Yes, leader."

If it was before, perhaps Belle Peole would still not understand Fang Zheng's idea, but now she obviously understood Fang Zheng's meaning. Obviously, the work of the Masquerade was not just to create the "Mirror of Nothingness", on the contrary, after going to the new world, they also had to play their role there. So now, it was still important to use this method to find out what the members of the Masquerade thought about the future.

"Okay, go ahead. You're tired too. Have a good rest."

"Then I won't bother you."

Hearing this, Bellpeol also smiled slightly, then bowed respectfully to Fang Zheng and turned to leave. At this time, Fang Zheng continued to move forward, came to the door at the end of the corridor, stretched out his hand to push it open, and then...

"Welcome! Leader! Our experiment is perfect, there is no problem at all!"

"That's all right, Professor."

Looking at the guy in front of him wearing a white coat and leading a round robot to move around on the instruments, Fang Zheng shook his head helplessly.

"The information we collected during this trip to the gap between the two worlds is very important and will be of great help to our next amnesty order! And leader, we now need to conduct the final investigation and research on the 'Lost Child of Zero Hour'... You didn't damage it, did you?"

"Of course not."

Hearing what the mad doctor said, Fang Zheng stretched out his hand, and soon, with the free expansion, the Zero Hour Lost emerged from it. The mad doctor took the Zero Hour Lost from Fang Zheng's hand, and then placed it on an instrument to start testing.

"Did you find anything?"

Fang Zheng also came over curiously and looked at the strange charts displayed on the screen. He was also very interested in the nature of the "Zero Hour Lost Child". You know, this kind of omnipotent perpetual motion machine is not something you can come across at any time. Fang Zheng was also very curious about the principle behind it.

However, the crazy professor seemed to be busy conducting some kind of investigation and did not intend to answer Fang Zheng's question. Fortunately, at this time, another calm and steady voice came from Fang Zheng's side.

"Let me explain."

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Lamy."

Hearing this voice, Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, then turned to look at an old man not far away who was wearing a suit and had a gentle smile on his face - he was none other than the "corpse collector" Rami, whom Fang Zheng had met several times before.

No, it should be called "Spiral Organ" Lian Nancy.

Frankly speaking, Fang Zheng was indeed shocked when he learned that the old man's true identity was actually the world-famous Master Zizai Fa. However, now that the other party is a friend rather than an enemy, it is naturally the best thing.

"This is truly a wonderful treasure."

Facing Fang Zheng's question, Rami looked at the lost child at midnight and smiled.

"We originally thought that the function of this Noble Phantasm was to 'restore the power of existence consumed in a day', but after investigation, we found that the true skill of 'Zero Hour Lost Child' is to 'negate the degradation and consumption that occurred in a day'."

"Negation? Rather than restoration?"

Hearing this, Fang Zheng also frowned. Although the descriptions seemed to be similar, they were actually very different in essence.

"So, how does it recover the power it has consumed?"

"For now, in my opinion, this may be related to the huge power generated when the world repairs the distortion caused by the Red World, but the specific structure..."

Having said that, the old man smiled and shook his head.

"We haven't studied it thoroughly yet, but based on this function, we think we can meet the requirements of the staff officer..."

"That's enough."

Fang Zheng certainly knew what Bellepeollu's plan was, and in fact, he was very fond of that plan. After all, although the current God of Creation was indeed a God of Creation, his limitations were too great. However, if Bellepeollu's plan could be successfully completed, then it would be a good thing for him.

After chatting with Mira for a few words, Fang Zheng turned around and left. He had gone through a tough battle today and was a little tired physically and mentally. However, for Fang Zheng, there was one more important thing to do...

“Squeak…”

"You're back, Brother."

Seeing Fang Zheng walk into the room, Tilia smiled and stood up and walked in front of him, just like before, she stretched out her hand to take the jacket and coat from Fang Zheng's hand. As a ritual snake, Fang Zheng's room was naturally the most luxurious style, not only in size, but also in decoration.

Originally, this was Fang Zheng's single room, but Tilia also wanted to move in, and Fang Zheng naturally had no objection. Although as the leader of the alliance, he had a large number of phosphorus maids to serve him, but things that looked like robots obviously did not interest Fang Zheng, and Tilia was more suitable for him.

Of course, Hecate firmly opposed this, and even took the initiative to ask for the responsibility, saying that "as a witch, it is her duty to serve the leader." But Tilia would not agree to this, so the two little ones went out to have a good "communication".

And the result... this is the result.

"Still asleep?"

Looking at the girl beside him, Fang Zheng reached out and gently stroked Tilia's soft golden hair. Feeling Fang Zheng's touch, Tilia narrowed her eyes and revealed an expression like a kitten.

"I want to wait for my brother to sleep together."

"Of course, the power of your existence..."

Having said this, Fang Zheng paused and looked at the girl in front of him again.

"Is your power of existence enough?"

"It's okay, Brother."

"Um……"

After hearing Tilia's answer, Fang Zheng hesitated for a moment, then he looked at the girl again.

"You want it?"

This time, Tilia did not answer immediately. She slightly widened her eyes and stared at the man in front of her. Although this was just a very ordinary conversation, Tilia knew exactly what he meant.

Yes, this is what Fang Zheng meant.

But it ultimately depends on Tilia herself.

Thinking of this, the girl nodded slightly and smiled.

"think."

"very good."

Hearing this answer, Fang Zheng smiled slightly, then he lowered his head and covered the girl's lips.

“Woo…”

Feeling this same tenderness as always, Tilia couldn't help but hum softly, and then she clung tightly to Fang Zheng's arms. The next moment, as Fang Zheng's hand moved to the side, the pink dress that was originally worn on the girl fell off silently.

In Fang Zheng's eyes, it was like a delicious dessert. He tasted it gently, feeling the creamy smoothness, as if it was as tender as a cherry, emitting a light, intoxicating fragrance...

"Brother..."

The girl's voice echoed in his ears, and at this moment Fang Zheng hugged the petite and warm body tightly in his arms and placed it on the soft bed.

Under the moonlight, the two figures merged into one, and the gentle humming and heavy breathing rose and fell, forming a beautiful ode to joy...