On a distant hillside, an old man watched quietly without saying a word.
Thin clothes, a simple wooden staff, an indifferent expression, and a faintly discernible holy aura.
"Everything has a cause and effect."
He turned around quietly as if he did not care about the scene in front of him, leaving the world with a pious and solemn back view.
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In the darkness, everything was as silent as the terrifying abyss in the deep sea.
The pressure around them was extremely devastating. Although they weren't injured, any ordinary person wouldn't be able to remain calm when they had lost all their senses.
Sith's Court disappeared from the Roslorian continent without warning.
But at this moment, Carolina, who was one of the parties involved, stood quietly. She did not try to challenge the authority of the Domain Caster, nor did she sit and wait for death like a prisoner.
Perhaps only the Dragon Clan could capture the scene in the sky that ordinary people could not detect in such an environment.
Evelyn Carolina, a Dragon Clan powerhouse who had not appeared on the battlefield for almost a thousand years, possessed strength that was completely beyond anyone's imagination. At this moment, in the two overlapping Domains, the two former chiefs of the Dragon Clan fought without the slightest scruple.
The roar could not be heard, and no one could even see the light that appeared. In this Domain, the loss of senses was one thing, but the more terrifying thing was the change in the timeline that it brought about.
No one knew how long they had been in this darkness. They only felt waves of terrifying pressure from the top of their heads, and when the light once again filled the vision of the civilians, the not-so-dazzling sunlight made everyone cover their eyes tightly.
The sky was bright, and it was still the same as the moment when they disappeared.
But when they looked around, the scene around them was astounding.
The walls of Sith's Court were almost completely gone. More than 70% of the originally magnificent and tall walls had been destroyed by an unknown force. Hemispherical gaps were all over the walls, and they looked as uneven as cheese that had been gnawed on by mice. And the largest gap was the absence of a complete section of the wall. The stone structure with a radius of more than 50 meters had disappeared, and there was no wreckage around.
It seemed as if they had been completely removed from this world by a force and transported to another plane.
Pajal Palace had also suffered a heavy blow. Two of the towering towers had collapsed, or rather, two were missing because the top half of the tower base had completely disappeared, and there was no pile of debris at the bottom. The degree of destruction and phenomenon were shockingly similar to that of the city walls.
The only things that didn't change were the two figures standing still in the sky.
At first glance, the two of them did not seem to be any different from before. There was not even a wrinkle on their clothes, and there were no signs of injuries. According to the evaluation of an ordinary soldier, the two of them did not seem to have fought.
Of course, only the two people in the sky knew what was happening.
"I don't want to hear any more explanations. Even if 'those' people come to persuade me, I won't change my mind."
He Qi's voice weakened a bit, no longer carrying the anger from before. It sounded like a futile sigh.
Sometimes, it was impossible for a powerful person to turn back after they had embarked on a path.
"Even if you kill me, even if I kill you, even if all the dragons in this world disappear, what can it change?"
Evelyn's eyes were still emitting seven-colored light, and her voice was friendly and calm, without any intention of going against him.
"The glory of the dragons … is long gone. Now, I'm just trying to hold on to the last bit of my pride."
He Qi's figure suddenly looked unusually sad. His face seemed to have aged a few decades, and a sickly paleness appeared on his face. Fight for the people who left their footprints?
Or was it for that useless bit of glory?
After all, the dragons were a race that once had supreme glory on the continent.
"'They' know today, 'they' know yesterday, but 'they' don't necessarily know tomorrow."
If one looked closely, they would find that there was a faint mark on Evelyn's right sleeve, and there was a similar mark on Qi's left shoulder. The only result of the battle was that the clothes of the two demigods seemed to have changed slightly, but only the two of them knew the real situation.
"I don't trust anyone anymore."
He Qi sighed softly. This leader of the golden dragons used to have an unimaginably huge race and a prosperous development path. But now, it seemed like the world couldn't even contain his lonely figure anymore.
The declining Dragon Tribe was the same as the declining Elves. They were both clinging to their pride in their last piece of land. Perhaps Elder Sandinaran understood this indescribable feeling better. Who in the world did not feel depressed in their hearts?
The higher one's position was, the more compassionate one would feel.
Sith's palace reappeared on the land "perfectly", without moving an inch. The army outside the city looked at the scene in front of them in a daze. They were glad that their commander didn't order them to investigate the situation in the deep pit.
There was an explosion in the distant sky, and then three figures suddenly stopped above Pajar Palace.
Many people came late.
Facing such a terrible damage to their territory, many people couldn't be calm. Looking from the sky, almost the entire city had lost the protection of the city walls. This wasn't the "Barsda" Kingdom that didn't have city walls but dared to face any enemies. In this era, the sense of security that the city walls brought to the people was one of the reasons why they lived.
Anger?
Many people were angry for no reason. When they saw the two dragons in the distant sky whose aura was gradually fading, they seemed to understand the situation.
Many people didn't rush forward rashly. Many people gestured to Madam Vasaki and Pandora not to go forward. The latter didn't need to be reminded. The magic elements in the area of 100 square kilometers were as scarce as the air on the "Morra" Snow Mountain. It was even a little difficult to keep the three of them flying in the air.
The battle that happened here had exceeded the inherent understanding of the spellcasters. There was too much gap between a demigod and a level ten. At this moment, facing a higher level master, no one would do anything reckless.
…
"Your so-called key lies in him?"
He Qi's eyes swept across the sky and looked at Evelyn again.
"You have met him. You will know the answer."
"Time will prove everything."
He Qi seemed to be tired. He reached out his hand and casually hammered his shoulder. "I hope I can live until then."
This Duke of the Empire — or rather, the former patriarch of the Golden Dragon Race — seemed to have given up on his goal for no reason after today's grand battle. He turned around and stepped into the void, vanishing without a trace.
Why did he come here today?
Maybe only Evelyn knew. Maybe the secret was hidden in the few minutes, hours, or even days of darkness.
No one could remember exactly how long the darkness lasted. The distortion of time and space had completely messed up the timeline. The most obvious reference point, the soldiers of Winricton who were outside the city wall, only saw that Sith's court had disappeared for only a few hours.
And the people in Sith's court could never know how much time had passed.