Chapter 1745 - The Storm Has Ended (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The once glorious imperial capital was now nothing but ruins, and at this ground zero where the taint of annihilation had erupted, there were no survivors.

The entire city had been leveled by the great crystalline bombardment and the subsequent advance of mortal armies. Meanwhile, the original soldiers and citizens of the city had all turned into monsters, all disappearing after the death of Emperor Berentine. The heavy downpour not only washed the blood off the ruins, but it had also cleansed the battlefield of smoke and the stench of blood. When light once against pierced through the clouds and shone upon the land, it could only be described as a “new birth”.

The surviving soldiers quickly reorganized under their commanders as they took count of casualties, however, their progress left much to be desired because even their commanders’ eyes were glued to what was in the sky.

Far above the clear skies, numerous massive starships hovered as seas of combat droids swarmed and moved within the gaps of the starships, and the starships had clear signs of combat. Many of the starships still had sparks all across the hull, and some were even bellowing smoke and there were a few that had totally lost all mobility and were being held by friendly ships using a towing system above the sky, to prevent them from falling onto the ground.

Once the distorted dimension had fully reset, the echoes of the past had all disappeared, and the fleet hidden on the other side of the world would naturally appear before the L’Harroneans.

And in fact, what they saw was just a fraction of the fleet that was on the battlefield. Most of the fleet had already left the atmosphere when the dimensional structure was restored, and they were now docked on high orbit, and with the existence of the divine barrier, the people on the ground would not be able to see them, even when using probing magics.

Thankfully, the appearance of the fleet did not inspire any fear or terror, at least for Constance’s soldiers. As they had already seen the same starships up close, even though it was only three of them.

Constance was standing before the ruined palace, and she was looking at the city area as smoke were rising from the collapsed building and were rapidly fading away under the light.

She heard footsteps behind her and before she turned back, she heard Rheia’s voice. “He’s gone. Peacefully. Nothing will interrupt him from now on.”

Constance demurred for a few seconds before nodding lightly. “That is good.”

“What are you thinking?”

“…To be honest, I don’t know myself.” Constance turned over, her face had a rare tinge of doubt. “I can scarcely believe that all of this is over… After so many cycles and rebirths, after fighting a war for countless of years, until the universe resets again and again, and all of this, ended in one day today. The entire power of annihilation, and the process of the world resetting itself… it is really all over?”

“There are still things that you need to do.” Rheia grinned. “But that’s not your problem now.”

“Are you… really…” Constance said as she measured Rheia, “Were the memories I saw after touching the armband real?”

“We had told you from the onset, that we are from the Basilica of the World Tree,” Rheia raised her head, her face bore the expression of someone whose prank had worked, “I did not lie to you. I am currently living in the Basilica od the World Tree. Of course, the rest of them could be a little more complicated, but that’s the matter of the other world and its too much trouble to explain it to you. So just treat us as a team.”

“….Is that so,” Constance murmured before turning around to look at the resting soldiers and their officers who were milling about. “To be honest, I do not believe in gods.”

“I could see that. I remember what you said in Eagle City, and from there I knew you had strong opinions against the divine.”

“Because for so many turns of the era, the inheritors had survived it themselves, and all we had were the power of man, and the gods… never did appear. The inheritors do not believe in gods and were even scornful of the gods. I was like that, my father was like that.”

“But you had temples all across the empire.”

“That was for the general populace. There’s value in their existence,” Constance replied. “The inheritors do not believe in gods, but if faith could be used to maintain the social order, we will use it. That was how we operate.”

A teleportation beam flashed behind the two, and Hao Ren’s voice came, “You’re right, and most of the time, this is the reason for the existence of religious groups in most mortal realms.”

“I already knew what you have done,” Constance said as she bowed respectfully towards Hao Ren. “You were fighting against the enemy for this world at somewhere that we could not see, and you did not need to do that.”

“Don’t say that. This is really part of my job,” Hao Ren quickly helped Constance up, “And honestly speaking, you have seen it for yourself. The gods did not just leave you to your own devices, but rather she could not be of help at that time, so would you now consider pushing for a proper religion now? At least towards a real one.”