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Xie Lude’s experience and achievements are still credited to Su Mingan.
His combat power rating has soared and has exceeded 2400.
The azure mermaid broke away from Shelude's body and returned to Su Mingan's body.
"The duration of the battle was unexpectedly short." The Blue Siren said, "I didn't have time to absorb all of his life force. So, he may still have some time to live."
Su Mingan thought this was perfect.
Xie Lude should have something he wants to explain on this land. When he has arranged everything, his body will die. If he wears the red rose, he can seamlessly switch to a player.
The princess siren died, the barrier was re-established, Praya should have a peaceful and happy ending, and everyone should be happy...
He turned around.
The white bridge stained with blood was now before his eyes. The bright red blood fell from the bridge like a curtain.
Corpses with mutilated limbs and separated heads fell on the bridge like chess pieces.
The screams and wails of the wounded rang in his ears.
Even if the battle is over and victory is achieved, the price paid is still so heavy that it is almost unacceptable.
“…”
He watched it all.
"…Why didn't the siren retreat?"
Clifford's horrified voice rang in his ears.
Before our eyes, the storm-like siren was still surging outside the barrier that had just been established.
Just like a few days ago, even though they were driven out by the power of light, they were still scratching at the newly established barrier without stopping.
"...It's already very good." Duoya said softly: "They...are creatures that won't leave until they see blood. They were led here by the Sea Monster King, found food, and without the intimidation of other Sea Monster Kings, they won't leave. Anyway, with this barrier, they can't get in."
She dragged her tired steps and threw the bright clothes on the beach.
"Let's go back." She whispered, "It's...already OK. We won."
…
The feast at sea ended and the heavy snow gradually disappeared.
The celebration was held in the center of the island in Praia, with bonfires dancing and the sea breeze blowing the long black hair of the dancing girls. The aroma of barbecue and grass surrounded the land.
The dead and wounded were well cared for, and the victims were awarded the title of Honorary Soul Hunters.
In this land, there is no long-lasting sorrow, and death is a common thing. Even if so many people have just passed away today, it will not affect their joyful celebration.
Instead, they believe it is a commemoration of the victims.
In the east district, in a high-rise building, you can see the fiercely burning bonfire in the center from the balcony.
The red-haired girl lying on the balcony was concentrating on the wood carving in her hands.
Her carving technique seemed clumsy, the blade trembled slightly under her fingers, and a slight "rustling" sound could be heard through the falling wood chips.
Her expression was gentle and peaceful, and every blow from her hand was like a fluffy feather scratching across her heart.
Gradually, a young man took shape in her hands. He had a gentle face, a straight body, and a pair of ever-bright eyes.
She was carving intently when she suddenly saw a pair of figures slowly walking towards her block from the other side of the sunset.
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