Lin Lan took a breath, put the feather into his pocket, rubbed his brow, and looked around.
The sky had cleared.
The once majestic Lion Heart Palace had completely collapsed, sunlight streamed through the cracks in the ruins, stretching the shadow of the gray-haired boy.
The world rarely felt so quiet.
Beside him, the shriveled remains of the Lion-Hearted Monarch were gradually disintegrating; Ryan's sins, madness, ambition, and everything of the Lion Heart Kingdom, ultimately faded to dust under the Foreigner's gaze.
Lin Lan wanted to sit and rest for a while, he glanced at the Lion's Heart Throne and the pile of bones supporting it, and then disdainfully curled his lip.
He turned around, stepped over the crimson remains, and opened the panel introducing the golden item.
Can't believe he truly profited right under the Abyss's nose...
Terrania... Terra Mother Goddess...
