Chapter 392 - Chapter 392: Chapter 372: Encircling Fischer (Part 4) (2/2)

He clasped his hands together, bowed his head slightly, closed his eyes, and concentrated, engaging in a silent dialogue with the great Lord of the Lost in his heart.

Mormir’s lips moved slightly, and although no sound was emitted, every word and every prayer deep in his heart was full of emotion.

In his heart, the great Lord of the Lost was not only a supreme being but also his spiritual pillar throughout the years of hardship.

Mormir believed unconditionally that, no matter how the world changed, God would listen to his inner voice and provide him with guidance and strength.

This faith allowed him to maintain calmness and firmness in his heart throughout the ten years of the catastrophe of the dead.

“I firmly believe that You will return,”

“and lead the world out from the darkness,”

“to welcome a new dawn.”

As the prayer deepened, a transcendent calm gradually emerged on Mormir’s face, as if he had forgotten the external turmoil and unrest, completely immersed in communication with the divine.

As the last trace of the sunset’s afterglow also quietly vanished, he slowly opened his eyes, which sparkled with increased determination, and bowed deeply to express his gratitude and respect to the divine.

Then, Mormir turned and left, his steps faltering yet incredibly firm.

Back in his room, Mormir closed his eyes, savoring the last moments of life, and a smile finally appeared on his usually expressionless face.

“Lord of the Lost, I am coming,”

He knew that no matter how difficult the path in life had been, his soul would not be alone after death because God was with him.

Mormir’s soul left his body and, as a devout person, came to the side of the sleeping Karl.

Having slept for ten years, Karl trembled slightly as if sensing something.

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As dusk fell over Fein City, an unimaginable battle between powerful experts was quietly unfolding in the sky above.

The combatants were Aldrich, “Dragon Taming Lord” of the Romann family, “Stars Mortal” Ariel, and “Blazing Fire” Amos.

Tasked with defending Fein City, they had already activated the city’s barrier and were fighting the enemy with the potent power of “Boundless Light.”

Under the moonlight, several figures dashed through the air like phantoms; the battle began as both sides launched attacks almost simultaneously, without verbal communication, just a clash of powers and the contest of wills.

Flame interwove with frost, lightning tore through the night sky, illuminating the entire city, drawing countless gazes and terrified screams.

Many buildings shattered under the impact of shockwaves, but it seemed an invisible force protected the residents below; many injured people recovered as long as they did not die.

The clouds were quickly torn apart by powerful energy fluctuations, as if the sky itself could not withstand the impact of multiple forces.

As time passed, the battle grew more intense, leaving only dazzling lights and deafening roaring in the night.

Each clash seemed a challenge to the limits, releasing energy fluctuations that exploded with potent effects in the sky.

Just when the battle seemed endless, Marquis Vlad suddenly unleashed an unprecedented power.

“Aldrich! Die!” he shouted.

He transformed into a massive creature with a fiery, mountainous spine, gathering all his energy into a single strike aimed at his opponent, “Dragon Taming Lord” Aldrich.

“Roar!”

At that moment, the entire city seemed to tremble, and Aldrich’s figure blurred under the impact, eventually vanishing into the night sky.

Not only him, but all three from the Romann family gradually disappeared without a trace.

The battle ended, but the aftermath lingered; the city’s sky still echoed with residual energies, and those who witnessed it all felt a mix of shock and awe in their hearts.

“They ran away?”

Marquis Vlad, unable to contain his anger, mulled over the situation; the Fischer family had not come to support Fein City but chose to stay in Nasir City, abandoning everything outside Nasir.

“The people of Fischer are holding out in Nasir City? What are they doing, biding their time, waiting for something?”

Meanwhile, Bast chuckled coldly in a corner of the city, murmuring to himself,

“It seems that Fischer and Byrne are indeed preparing a terrifying gift for us, heh.”