Chapter 2082 - If it was Him… (2/2)
“As expected of Michael, our Head Angel!”
“Michael!”
“Michael!”
The shouts continued. The Sacred City was bustling like a grand festival.
“An Emperor, that was an Emperor…”
“The unbeatable Emperor-level, yet our Sacred City still eliminated it. Blessed be to God! Blessed be to God!”
“The darkness has been purged. The warmest sunlight awaits us. From today onward, the Darkness Creatures will never invade our city again. We will purge them from our world and make them our slaves!” the Sacred City Mages rejoiced.
There were only a few Emperors of Darkness, and the Undead Emperor among them had been eliminated. It would definitely hinder the growth of darkness across the world.
The Darkness Creatures fed on their Emperors’ presence. The death of the Undead Ruler would significantly thin out the Darkness Creatures. The chance of a high-level Darkness Creature being born was now lower, too. Most importantly, the Kingdom of Undead in China would be gone forever. The rest of the undead would be buried forever under the rotting ground.
Mount Kunlun in China and the Alps in Europe would enjoy the cleanest air!
Mankind had taken down another powerful kingdom of the demon creatures in the prolonged history of the Magic Civilization. One day, the deserts, swamps, oceans, glaciers, and mountains would be full of humanity’s footprints. The safe zones would no longer be necessary, as the whole world would be safe. The demon creatures could only hide in caves, underground, and in deep trenches. Humans would become the real ruler of the world with their powerful magic!
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The shouts in the Sacred City lasted for the entire night. Mo Fan was on the Sacred Residence’s outdoor balcony, watching the mirrored Sacred City disintegrate.
The cries of victory echoed across the cities and the bards were gracefully sharing their poems, yet the joyful atmosphere of the celebration only filled Mo Fan’s chest and throat with sourness. He was struggling to breathe properly.
The Little Loach Pendant on his chest was unprecedentedly restless.
Mo Fan took it out from his collar and held it firmly.
No one could see the soul dust sprinkling down from the sky, except for Mo Fan.
The fragments of the two souls that had perished in the battle had flown to the Alps, but their soul essence had floated toward him and gone inside the Little Loach Pendant.
The black Mantle, now heavily damaged by the sacred light of the blue feathers, also followed Zhan Kong and Qin Yu’er’s souls and took shelter inside the Little Loach Pendant.
The sparkles falling from the Mantle put a glossy sheen on the Little Loach Pendant and wiped away the rust on it. It now had a soft shine to it, as if someone had just wiped it with the cleanest water. It finally got rid of the muddy appearance that Mo Fan had always disdained. It now possessed an extraordinary splendor!
Mo Fan could not tell if the black Mantle had awakened the real Little Loach Pendant, or it had ascended because of Zhan Kong and Qin Yu’er’s soul essence.
Even though it was the best outcome possible for the two, Mo Fan did not feel the slightest bit of joy. It had been a long time since he grieved so badly.
It was like watching a movie which he already knew had a bad ending!
“Can you send them to a kinder world, Little Loach?” Mo Fan asked his Pendant, leaning forward and feeling like something was tearing his heart apart.
He suddenly had the urge to stand on the opposite side of the world he had so cautiously protected, just so he would not succumb to its evil.
Why did they have to be so merciful? Why did they compromise with this stupid world?
If it was him, he would never have done it!