The site of the Holy War.
With the death of the Seven Luminaries, the barrier that had originally enveloped the battlefield instantly dissipated.
At this moment, Renard and the others were somewhat dazed by the current state of affairs, completely unsure of what to do next.
"What should we do now?"
Sarei asked.
Renard took a deep breath. "Let's take Lady Hinata's body back first. Now is not the time for battle, and... we can't beat them anyway."
Everyone nodded and prepared to withdraw.
Just then, a calm voice rang out across the silent battlefield.
"Hehehe, little girl, I can't let you leave just yet."
With a flash, Hakurou intercepted Glenda, who was preparing to slip away.
Instantly, all eyes were focused on Glenda.
Her expression was extremely grim, and a hint of panic flashed in her eyes.
Seeing this, Renard, Litith, and the other "Saints" immediately showed looks of fury.
They had almost forgotten that the culprit who killed Lady Hinata was still here!
Renard roared in anger and charged toward Glenda with his weapon in hand.
But just as he took a step, Hakurou teleported to his side and lightly pressed a palm against his shoulder.
"I suggest you don't move."
As the words fell, Renard felt his entire body stiffen, unable to move, his face flushing red from the effort.
Hakurou looked at him with a smile, gesturing for him to stay calm.
"There's still a lot of information we haven't cleared up. We need a survivor."
Hearing Hakurou's words, Renard's eyebrows twitched.
Although his eyes were filled with intense hatred, he had calmed down by now.
"If we can't kill her, then giving her a beating should be fine, right?"
Renard said in a low voice.
Arnaud, Bacchus, and the other Saints joined the fray without hesitation.
This time, Hakurou didn't stop them; he just stood in the distance, watching with interest as Glenda was ganged up on by the four men.
"No... stop, ugh..."
Piercing screams echoed across the battlefield, accompanied by the snapping sounds of breaking bones, making the surrounding onlookers shudder.
When Draco stepped out of the portal, he was met with this bizarre scene.
A woman in a long white dress was tied securely to a wooden stake, her legs raised high, looking utterly despairing.
Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, and her clothes were stained with mud, making her look extremely wretched.
Beside her stood four men with ferocious expressions, subjecting her to inhumane torture.
"Did I walk onto the wrong set?"
Draco muttered to himself.
"Master."
"Lord Draco."
Seeing Draco appear, Albedo and the others respectfully came forward to greet him.
"It seems everything is settled. Where are the Seven Luminaries?"
"They have been slain."
Benimaru pointed to six charred corpses nearby.
"I see. Good work."
Draco offered a word of praise, then turned his gaze toward the woman who had been tortured beyond recognition.
"Who is this?" he asked, frowning.
"She seems to be called Glenda or something. She's the one who killed the Saint, Hinata," Albedo introduced.
Draco was slightly stunned to hear this; he hadn't expected this woman to be the one who killed her.
Hinata really met her end in a freak accident.
"Master, this woman..."
Albedo seemed like she wanted to say something, but Draco cut her off directly.
"Go and bring Neuronist here. Have her use 'Information Gathering' to search through the woman's memories."
"We don't need her. The Holy Church can deal with her themselves."
Hearing Draco's instructions, Albedo didn't hesitate. She crushed a Return Scroll and returned directly to Nazarick.
"Benimaru, take some men and bring the bodies of those who died in battle."
"Yes, my Lord."
Draco turned his head, his gaze falling on the woman tied to the stake.
More accurately, it fell on Renard and the others nearby.
"Go and bring the bodies of your fallen as well. I'll save them while I'm at it."
Draco's words instantly shocked Renard and the others.
"You mean... Lady Hinata can be saved?"
Looking at the excited Renard, Draco only said calmly, "After all, I promised Luminus that I wouldn't let the Holy Knights suffer casualties."
Draco's expression was indifferent, as if he were just doing something perfectly ordinary.
Seeing the Jura Tempest Federation side beginning to carry the bodies, Renard knew Draco wasn't joking.
He immediately ordered everyone to bring the fallen Holy Knights over. Hinata's body was also carried to Draco by Litith.
As for the woman tied to the stake, she was simply tossed aside... Half an hour later, the aura on Draco's body surged, and his figure became much taller and more imposing.
A majestic aura that looked down upon all living things and dominated the world suddenly erupted, its powerful pressure forcing everyone present to retreat repeatedly.
His pupils flashed with golden light as he activated his Immortal Demon Form, and his strength instantly increased tenfold.
"King of Time and Space: Time-Space Reversal!"
Draco's voice sounded like a deity from the highest heavens. The vast waves of sound swept out, booming directly in everyone's ears.
*Hum—*
A massive magic circle slowly rose from beneath the battlefield, with ripples spreading out from it.
It was clearly visible that countless ethereal blue Soul Fires were confined within the magic circle.
"There was actually another magic circle beneath our feet, and we didn't notice it at all..."
The proud Sarei found it somewhat hard to believe; this man's strength was simply too terrifying.
Tia wouldn't have guessed in a million years that it wasn't the soul-absorbing box that was broken, but that the souls had long since been absorbed by Draco's magic circle.
*Crack!*
*Crack!*
*Crack!*
The complex and brilliant golden magic circle developed numerous cracks, flashing continuously with light as endless runes flew out.
*Bang!*
The magic circle shattered completely, turning into bits of starlight that scattered everywhere.
*Hum—*
An ancient rune emerged, emitting a golden holy light, and hung before his forehead.
The rune carried the vicissitudes of age, appearing to come from the depths of distant time and space.
"Land of Void and End, Wheel of Fate, the beginning where all things return to one!"
"I am the King of Time and Space. I grant you pardon—Yin and Yang reverse, reclaim the Plate of Fate. Activate!"
*Boom!*
As the words fell, dazzling golden pillars of light abruptly shot up from beneath Draco's feet, piercing the clouds.
These pillars of light pierced through heaven and earth, as if communicating with some unknown space.
Draco lightly waved his sleeve toward the Soul Fires suspended in the void. In the next moment, as if sensing something, the Soul Fires were drawn back into their original bodies.
An illusory, majestic figure stood tall in the nine heavens.
The power of space and time permeated the entire battlefield. A wondrous ripple swept through, enveloping everyone present. Immediately after, a vast will descended upon each and every person.
Before this will, everyone trembled, and some even knelt on the ground, not daring to resist.
This was the will of a god, surpassing the limits of their comprehension. Even if it was merely a projection, it was still as awe-inspiring as a deity.
Soon, space and time reversed, yin and yang turned, and everything returned to its original state.
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