Chapter 856: The End of Lanqi's Journey

The dark sky was gradually illuminated by the rays of the rising sun, and the battle was drawing to a close in the ruins in the center of Brillda.

The once prosperous city-state experienced a series of catastrophes. Within a two-kilometer radius of the central urban area, the once towering skyscrapers turned into ruins. Even outside the range of the Saint-Astrius barrier, streets distorted by the aftermath can still be seen everywhere.

Smoke and dust still filled the air.

But as Hecintos was completely defeated by Loren, the whole world seemed to have finally ushered in a brief peace.

Lanqi stood on the ruins outside the barrier and looked at the ruins below.

The black hair was blown by the morning breeze, like a triumphal flag fluttering in the air.

“We won.”

He took off his silver mask and the hood of the Pope's white robe, revealing his dark gray collar.

Although his whole body was filled with fatigue from overdrawing his magic power, Lanqi's face was filled with a kind of relief and calmness.

If it was just his own life, he actually had nothing to be afraid of.

But this time he is responsible for the lives of all his companions and the future of the entire southern continent.

"Toliado, can you let me go to the center of the battlefield?"

Lanqi took a deep breath, looked beyond the ruins in front of him, and stared at the figures of Loren and Hecintos at the end of the horizon.

"no problem."

Not far away, Toliado also reacted and opened a passage for Lanci.

Lanqi stepped across the silver arc of fire and approached the center of the battlefield where Loren was staring intently.

Even though he had completely defeated his opponent, Loren would not let his guard down.

But due to his fighting style, Loren would not whip the corpse.

At this moment, Hecintus had lost all his life force, coughing up black blood, his internal organs were shattered, and he was afraid that he would die in a short while.

“…”

Lanci walked up to Hecintos.

Before Hecintus died, he and Loren were the only ones who could get close to Hecintus with absolute safety.

"Hehehe...you guys won."

Regardless of the fact that speaking would hasten his death, Hecintus coughed up a large mouthful of boiling blood, still smiling arrogantly like a winner.

As a loser, he accepted all the ridicule and humiliation.

Especially the person who saw his memory should know how to mock him thoroughly.

"Did you kill Violet?"

Lanqi came here just to ask Hecintos this last question.

After he saw the Imbalance Devourer and deduced everything that happened on the night of the National Day Festival, there was only one thing he didn't get an answer to, which was how Hecintus dealt with Violet who was ambushed by him, so that Violet became dead without any evidence in the eyes of other military gods.

Having experienced the blood moon destroying the world, Lanqi knew how strong the vitality of werewolves was.

Even the fifth-level werewolf prince during the Lichtens Castle period did not die immediately after losing his heart. Instead, he was sealed up by Lancros and hidden under a cliff.

Not to mention the wolves of level seven and above. Once night falls, their regeneration ability is almost at the level of vampires.

"What on earth were you thinking when you saw me?"

Hecintos did not intend to answer Lanqi's question, his pupils looking at the dim sky.

He just said what he wanted to say nonchalantly. He was about to die anyway, and everything had nothing to do with him.

He was just curious that now when Landry looked at him, there was a different look in his eyes than in everyone else's.

“…”

Lanci said nothing.

His eyes were clear and compassionate, like a deep pool of water, reflecting the boundless sky, but also reflecting a deep sense of powerlessness.

In the dreamland of Hecintos's gentle hometown, even if it is a happy dream, there is a red sky and unavoidable uneasiness hidden, which makes Lanqi understand why Hecintos has become what it is now.

He couldn't say that he understood Hecintus, but after experiencing Lanclos' life, he could empathize with Hecintus' pain to some extent.

"Are you trying to save me?"

Hecintos's breath became a little lighter, and his turbid, deep blue eyes moved away from Lanci.

If it was twenty years ago.

The Krei Empire has such a capable and strong person, perhaps it can change everything.

When he was young, Hecintus had imagined countless times that someone would come to save him.

But that is all false.

"I can't save you, Hecintus."

Lanci admitted.

There was no perfunctory or hesitation at all.

After a while, no one spoke in the ruins.

“No one can save me.”

Hecintus was not surprised by the answer and let the cold snowflakes fall on his blood-soaked cheeks.

Or it doesn't matter what the other party answers.

It doesn't matter if you can recognize the facts or if you are too idealistic and don't want to admit it.

Even if he could really travel through time and space back to twenty years ago to change the bloodbath and make everything in the illusion come true, would he still be the real him?

He was destined to be unable to be saved, so he could only destroy everything.

"But I will do my best to prevent the tragedy you experienced from happening to others."

Lanci sat down next to Hecintos, his voice sounding much more tired at this moment, but he spoke with great frankness.

This is what Lanqi learned during his journey, and the final answer he got was that he lived up to every experience.

What drives Lanclos forward is not revenge, but to prevent the tragedy that happened to him from happening to others.

This is how Lancros was able to learn to let go, unburden himself, and gradually overflow.

Carry this thought throughout.

It will eventually connect and transcend life and death.

The blood moon world ended because of this.

“Hehehe…”

Hecintus gradually closed his mouth and smiled mysteriously, and it was unclear whether it was a smile of ridicule or relief.

Blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth and his eyes gradually dimmed.

"That woman is still of some use to me. I hid her in the alien dimension of the First Military God Chamber of the God's Temple."

Hecintus's vitality gradually died down with these words.

Lanqi squinted his eyes and looked at Loren, but Loren just shook his head.

Hyacinthus was completely dead.

Lanci didn't have the chance to ask Hecintos anything further.

However, the werewolf's blood alone is a treasure. Logically speaking, it was reasonable for Hecintus to hide her, and he hid her well without being discovered by anyone.

"Great, Violet is not dead."

Lanqi finally felt sleepy and collapsed to the ground.

It was he who personally asked Violet to help them stop the vampires, and Violet met with an accident as a result. Lanqi has always felt deeply guilty about this.

But all this would not affect his determination to do the right thing first in the final battle. He originally planned to investigate the mystery of Violet after defeating Hecintus.

Now it seems that as long as we get Hyacinthus's Diamond Key, we will be able to rescue Violet soon.

No one knows whether Hecintus was soft-hearted and did not kill Violet, or whether he really regarded Violet as a precious prop. All of this became a mystery with Hecintus' death.

Or maybe even Hecintus himself doesn't know the answer.

Ranchi looked at Julius outside the barrier.

He believed that Julius had heard the news through the communication channel.

Julius was seen standing outside the Saint Astrid barrier, his eyes red, as if he had never thought that Violet could come back.

These days, he regretted every day for scolding Violet in the end. He could only turn hatred into motivation, continue to do the right thing, and protect the Cremorne Empire.

"Hey, Julius, I told you Violet has a strong vitality. As for you, I'm afraid you won't dare to be mean to her again in your life."

Bianca sighed and patted Julius' shoulder, but the corners of her mouth curled up with genuine joy.

"Everyone is happy."

Saron put down his sword and said with relief.

"I can also go and report to my sister. I hope I won't make her sad this time."

Ryan looked at Lanqi's figure in the center of the battlefield with gratitude.

Behind them, the imperial army was already busy.

Nikolai the Red Falcon was leading the Imperial Special Operations Department in searching for the wounded in the ruins.

At this time, there was no conflict between the Imperial Special Operations Department and the Capital Garrison Command. They cooperated very harmoniously and were able to control their actions freely.

Their uniforms had long been stained with blood and gunpowder, but the determination in their eyes had never wavered.

The Mafia, led by Mafia leader Patton, also joined in the post-war process, as if they had returned to the Imperial Army at this moment.

Peace is hard-won and must be cherished.

The defeated figure of Hycintus lay in the scorched earth, his eyes closed forever.

But this does not mean that the lessons of the Crane Empire should be forgotten. If we do not learn from them, history will repeat itself over and over again.

The disaster left behind by the bloody day is the best proof.

"Is it over?"

"It looks like the fight is over."

Outside the ruins of the triple dissipated barrier, the people who almost escaped were helping each other to stand up.

The glimmer of light between the clouds in the sky grew brighter and brighter, and the shattered dome of the Crane Central Command building began to shine again.

The haze that once shrouded the city is gradually dissipating with the arrival of a new day.

White doves fluttered by, bringing the message of peace and freedom.

Lanqi watched the white dove fly into the distance.

"Meow, we succeeded, I am the most amazing cat!"

Boss Cat leaped up from the shadows with joy.

It was sure that it was completely safe at the moment, so it dared to show its head.

"Yes, thank you."

Loren said with relief as he looked at the little black cat.

"Wait, why does the wind magic you cast have the special effects of the original slate?"

Loren suddenly realized the problem, held the little black cat in his hands, and asked it.

During the battle, Loren did not feel any sense of disobedience when he saw the Absolute Immune Storm Field with the brilliance of the Original Slate Wind.

"Meow……?"

The cat boss suddenly felt guilty.

It turns out that the high priest has only just discovered the problem.

Before and during the battle, Loren didn't think about anything else except defeating Hecintos.

Loren seemed to be the kind of person who would never talk or think too much during a fight if he could kill his opponent.

And now, the impersonation of the high priest is finally about to be exposed.

Before Loren could react.

The gods of war and the imperial army coming from the north side of the barrier rushed up and put thick cloaks on Loren.

"Mr. Loren, the weather is cold, put on more clothes."

"It was originally prepared by Hecintus, but now there is no time to make another one. You can just make do with this for now."

"We will swear allegiance to you. You have successfully conquered the Kremer Empire."

The military gods, led by the fourth military god Jasper of Jade, commanded and arranged everything in an orderly manner.

Loren stood there in bewilderment.

He was about to ask Lanqi, but found that Lanqi had disappeared and was taken away by Toliado's space gate.

So now he and the little black cat are the only ones left in the center of the battlefield.

The last words of Hycintus were heard by the other gods of war.

Both the other military gods and the Imperial Army have fully understood the whole story of Violet and the vampires.

"Great Priest Loren, we are willing to surrender to you unconditionally."

Groups of imperial non-commissioned officers all said so.

"Wait, why surrender to me?"

Loren asked, pointing at himself in shock.

From his perspective, he was actually rescued inexplicably today, and then he kept fighting, and after the fighting he became like this. He has no idea what exactly happened in the past two months!

If we have to surrender, we should surrender to the parliamentary nations!

How can such a public matter be done to individuals?

"You stopped Hecintus, weren't you trying to start a revolution and become the emperor?"

The fifth military god, Mica Road Gayed, looked at Loren in surprise.

As a doctor, he is now convinced of Loren's character and style. Even if he surrenders to Loren on behalf of the empire, he will not complain.

This kind of complete turnaround in a desperate situation would be impossible without the detailed planning of the entire team. And Loren, who is the main combat force, still seems to have not figured out the situation at this time? Is this true?

The Eighth Military God, Hao Jinshi, Kangzel also touched his head. He inexplicably felt that Loren was the most confused person after the battle, or the only honest person who was not notified by the team.

"I really hope I can have another chance to fight you in the future. I won't complain even if I die in your hands. Before that, you can give us orders."

Philip, the Blood Jade God of the Seventh Army, folded his hands in recognition of the strong man.

"Wait, Mia, Artemis, what on earth is going on!"

Loren tried to look at his old friend outside the barrier to ask, but they both avoided his gaze with embarrassed eyes.

Those who understand, Mi Gaiya and the Ice and Snow Witch, will understand.

At this moment, there must be someone with enough deterrence to clean up this overly complicated mess, and the strongest person who has both the deterrence of the Parliament State and the Empire is undoubtedly the ninth-level Loren.

"Stop talking, just go up."

Director Simon Rodin pushed Loren directly to the broken palace altar, and Jasper immediately ordered the mechanical corps to knock on the memorial throne.

Send Loren up now. Even if we have to sign a defeat treaty with the Northern Alliance countries later, we can show leniency for Loren's sake. This is much better than directly surrendering to the Northern Alliance countries.

If they fail to push Loren to the top, it will be their Kreming Empire that will be anxious.

Whether it is the Holy Emperor or the Pope, they have to pull Loren into their open camp of the Kremer Empire.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"The imperial power is unparalleled, the imperial faith!"

From the imperial generals to the non-commissioned officers, and from the imperial non-commissioned officers to the imperial troops in every place, they all shouted slogans that shook the world.

This seems to be the slogan that Professor Landry of the Imperial Special Operations Department always says. Over time, it spread in the military. Unexpectedly, Professor Landry is from the Allied side, but it doesn’t matter. Anyway, we have to end the war now, and if we all become one family, the world will be peaceful.

The military gods took the lead, so they did it too.

Loren: “???”

Loren was surrounded by the crowd, as if he had a responsibility that he had to accept for the sake of peace.

He was still in a daze.

On the mechanical throne, Loren looked like he had just woken up, and the black cat on his head was also confused.

"How did I become the guardian beast of the enemy country, meow?"

The cat boss started to get scared.

It never expected that it would finally get its wish and become the most dazzling divine beast.

But it is at the top of the empire.

Finally, Loren looked at the imperial people who were so kind and the inhuman guys outside the barrier.

"You guys really made me suffer."

He covered his face and smiled sadly.

“…”

This feeling of having no one to talk to and no one to express it, and having to bear it all by oneself, moved the surrounding imperial soldiers. They didn't know why Loren had such an expression at this moment.

Behind the glory there is a loneliness.

The imperial soldiers also cheered for Loren with sincere admiration.

"A person's life goes through three stages - questioning Loren, understanding Loren, and High Priest Loren is creating an immortal epic."

Abigail, who came out of the battlefield from the top floor of the Voice of Truth Group, silently recited the press release she had read.

It seems to be true.

Although Loren himself may not want to, but since a certain point in time, his life has gradually become out of his control.

Abigail briefly put down the magic camera, looked at the distant view, and picked it up again with one hand.

"This camera has been capturing some important commemorative images, and by now, it's almost done with its job."

Abigail filmed with her camera.

"But from now on, I will continue to take pictures of you all, and continue to take pictures of many happy daily moments, so let's leave behind more memories worth remembering."

She turned the camera back, no longer facing the noisy center of the battlefield.

The screen was immediately blocked by Toliado’s face.

He seemed to be deliberately squeezing in to steal the spotlight.

"Hurry up and prepare the script for the Half-Witch Chapter of the Holy War Chronicle. I'm going to direct it."

Abigail kicked Toliado and said bluntly.

"I am a wounded soldier after all, please don't kick me."

Toliado hugged his legs and hopped on one foot several times.

"Even if I use all my strength to kick you, I can't hurt a big demon like you."

Abigail didn't put any effort in at all. She didn't bother to pay attention to this funny bishop and just moved the camera.

Talia's figure soon appeared in the camera again.

She had finished the performance, and as soon as she came back she picked up Sigley and stroked the back of her head as if to coax her to sleep.

You can see that everyone is very tired.

After the fight, Toliado was the most energetic.

Talia, secondly, still has the energy to take care of others, as if her physical strength is not consumed by her own.

"But how on earth did she manage to step down from being an idol and take care of her kids right after that?"

Abigail hesitated to speak, she couldn't figure it out.

The area outside the two-kilometer barrier on the south side of the battlefield is now much more empty.

Most of the reporters rushed over to take pictures of Loren.

The several military gods who had chosen to stand on their side earlier had already left this chaotic area after a brief farewell.

The Tenth Military God, Ruby Tourmaline Julius, probably went to the Temple of the Gods to look for the Sixth Military God, Aquamarine Violet. When Lanqi was pulled back by Toliado through the space gate, he took back the Diamond Key from Hecintos.

The ninth military god Amethyst Ryan, the second military god Obsidian Salon, and the twelfth military god Cat's Eye Bianca probably followed together.

Several eye-catching figures soon appeared in the commemorative footage that Abigail was taking.

"We are a loving family and we can finally go back to Ikrititra!"

Migaiya, Ifatia, and several other great demons were chatting happily.

"By the way, Duke Migaia, what is hidden in the secret room under your Duke's Mansion? Hyperion, Sinora and I have been trying to figure it out for a long time but still can't solve it. Can we continue exploring when we return?"

Antanas thinks that the most fun thing to do in the Kingdom of Hutton is exploring the underground of the Duke's Palace.

It would be a pity if I didn't finish playing with Hyperion and Shinora.

"Sure, no problem, come over and play at my house anytime."

Mi Gaiya's calm face suddenly turned pale.

He hasn't been home for two years.

My home was almost robbed.

"...Duke, what happened to you? Were you injured in the battle just now? By the way, we don't mean to offend you. I heard from Hyperion that there might be clues to your whereabouts, so I tried to break the barrier."

Antanas looked at Migaia and explained worriedly.

There are even rumors from unscrupulous media that items related to the Night Bishop are buried there, which is why the restrictions in the Duke's Palace are so complicated and easy to be targeted by people with bad intentions.

"Those things in there are all mine. They have nothing to do with Mi Gaiya. Luckily you didn't unravel it, otherwise it would be easy to misunderstand. Hahahaha."

Ifatia quickly stood in front of Migaia and spoke to Antanas.

It's noisy here.

Not far away, Lanqi sat down on the ground again, as if he didn't even have the strength to stand.

Only Lanqi was the quietest at the moment, and he was also quite tired.

Today he was the only one who played from beginning to end and was under the most pressure. Now that his tense nerves have relaxed, the double pressure of mental and physical strength made him look exhausted.

He has everyone's unconditional trust, but he is also responsible for everyone's lives. Any misjudgment could lead to a global collapse.

Although Lanci looks calm, he actually bears the burden as the commander, as he said, "all responsibilities should not be shared equally, and he is responsible for everything."

Abigail, who had been a commander in Blood Moon City, knew exactly what kind of determination Lanci had in mind when she was commanding everyone to risk their lives for him.

"Forget it, this guy should have a good rest. Let's not disturb him."

When Abigail saw Lanqi's working state, she was always a little worried that he was working too hard and would collapse from overwork.

Ever since Lanqi came to the Kreming Empire and replaced Landry's identity, he has been working day and night with almost no rest.

People who know what they want to do in this world are lucky, because such people will never feel the pain of work in their entire lives. But there are also some people, a very small number of people, who don’t know whether they are lucky or not. They have found something they must do, something that makes them addicted, and something that will drive them crazy if they don’t do it.

And Lanqi is obviously such a person.

He is the one who needs rest the most.

"Lanqi!"

Instead of pulling Lanci up, Hyperion jumped over and leaned on his shoulder, leaning against him and lazing around with him.

It's been a long time since I had such free time to completely relax like this.

"The goal we set at the beginning has now been accomplished."

Lanqi smiled slightly, looked down at his right hand, and recalled the pain that Lancross had experienced in his life in the shadow world, and the witch lady that Lancross would never find again.

Now, it seemed as if the peace that Lancroix could only dream of was out of reach, a peace that was difficult to obtain even after overcoming all kinds of hardships.

Lanqi clenched his fists and felt the warmth in his palms, which made him clearly realize the preciousness of life.

"My fate has been changed."

Hyperion leaned against Lanci, trying to pin him down with her back, and laughed at him.

From the beginning when misfortune and fortune were interdependent, to now when both of their misfortunes have been resolved, the murderous intentions of the blood clan and the haze of the southern continent have been swept away.

"Yeah, Hyperion, you're so heavy now too."

Lanqi smiled helplessly and answered Hyperion.

Even without looking at Hyperion's face, he could feel Hyperion's excitement, as if she wanted to pass on some vitality to him through the contact of her body.

"Oh my."

Abigail filmed the two people's expressions and sighed.

They turned their heads at the same time and saw Abigail taking pictures of both of them.

"Do we need to do a scissor hand gesture?"

Hyperion did not dodge or evade. This time she did not feel shy about being too close to Lanci. Instead, she raised her hand with great enthusiasm.

"No, you two are in great shape when you're chatting."

Abigail gave them both a thumbs up.

She thought she might have found the actor for the half-witch role.

"I have a question."

Abigail said suddenly.

"Please feel free to speak."

Lanci nodded to Abigail.

"What are you going to do next, Lanqi?"

Abigail raised her doubts.

During this time, she had heard Toliado tell many stories about Rocky McCarthy.

Now that Lanci's mission has finally been accomplished, he will most likely continue to do what he loves, just like his presidential speech in the Protoss Empire, but he may also retire after achieving his goal.

“I’m looking forward to my holiday.”

Lanqi didn't think much about it and preached.

In any case, he wanted to return to Ikerit.

"Other than that, as before, I will continue to work hard until I become the human principal of Ikerita Academy. I will follow my ideas and become a qualified principal."

Lanci grinned with relief.

Purgatory Corridor Academy no longer exists.

It was a beautiful dream ten thousand years ago.

But since he lives in the present, why should he retain any shadow of his old dreams?

"I will continue to support you as always."

Hyperion told Lanci with surprise that this was exactly what she had always wished for, and Lanci began to embark on the path of becoming a human being.

"Lanqi, Hyperion, look, the sky is finally starting to clear up."

Antanas waved and shouted.

They are getting ready to go home.

Now that things have come to this, lunch time is almost here!

We can't let Tata starve.

"Lanqi, let's go."

Hyperion stood up on her knees and held out her hand to him.

Lanqi looked up suddenly, and saw Hyperion looking at him with a smile under the sky with light golden clouds gradually brightening.

Behind her smiling face is a sky mixed with pink and orange. The rippling autumn water is so radiant that one can see her radiance even without the need for lights.

"Go home."

Lanqi would also smile knowingly.

It's finally over.

Whether it is a clear sky or a stormy day, they can enjoy it calmly.

The sun shone from the clouds, illuminating Lanqi's figure being led up.

Until the snow stops and the fog dissipates, the sundial melts.

(End of this chapter)