Mizraz did not understand why Qian Ye was so fixated on past grudges, rejecting even his surrender and loyalty.
Not to mention that a Saint Mountain’s loyalty was unprecedented, but even the friendship of a Saint Mountain, how much value would it hold? Throughout the entire history of Evernight, had such an event ever occurred?
Until the flame of life was about to be extinguished completely, shock and disbelief lingered in Mizraz’s eyes. However, the rapidly fading vitality made him accept reality. Suddenly, he laughed savagely, “Qian Ye… you acted too early! There is one thing I didn’t tell you, and will never tell you, until it happens, then… you will regret it! The value of my, Mizraz’s, friendship… surpasses your imagination!”
With his last roar, this King of No Light, who had ruled the world of Evernight for thousands of years, finally reached the end of his life.
The moment he fell, Qian Ye suddenly felt the entire Inner World trembling slightly, faint ripples emanating from the depths of the void, like a silent dirge.
At this moment, the River of Blood reappeared, calm and soothing, with sorrow surging through its current.
Qian Ye saw at the source of the river, the symbol representing the bloodline of the King of No Light was gradually dimming, slowly sinking to the bottom.
With Mizraz’s fall, the Bloodmark representing his bloodline also fell silent, only to be reignited when the next descendant with an awakened bloodline emerged, and became powerful enough.
However, the entire River of Blood seemed to mourn the fall of the King of No Light. Truth be told, the River of Blood’s reaction exceeded Qian Ye’s expectations, even more intense than the King of Azure’s demise.
Qian Ye was somewhat taken aback. Could it be that, in the eyes of the River of Blood, Mizraz, whose strength was mediocre among the great lords, was actually more important than the King of Azure?
After the sorrow, the River of Blood slowly disappeared into the void. Qian Ye stood there, gazing at the sky, his expression solemn. Through the Blood Core, he faintly sensed that the River of Blood seemed to have undergone some changes, but the specifics were not clear.
It seemed to be moving away?
Qian Ye did not know the relative positions of the new world and the world of Evernight, nor the composition of the Inner and Outer Worlds. In any case, the barrier between the two worlds was not as simple as a wall. Thus, Qian Ye could not say whether the River of Blood moving away meant it was just as distant from the world of Evernight.
It seemed there were many secrets in the upper echelons of Evernight that Qian Ye was unaware of.
When the River of Blood vanished, Qian Ye temporarily set aside his doubts and began to examine Mizraz’s corpse. As a thousand-year-old Second Generation Progenitor of the Blood Race, Mizraz’s private collection was extremely rich. Unfortunately, for Qian Ye, these items were mostly useless. Even the valuable raw crystals and ores could only be exchanged back in the world of Evernight.
On Mizraz, Qian Ye unexpectedly found a lot of great lord-level Source Blood, including three drops belonging to the King of Azure, Renault. It seemed that after Renault’s death, Mizraz had appropriated a fair amount of his belongings.
After securing the valuable relics, Qian Ye thought for a moment and cleared a flat area, carving a line of large characters on a peculiar tree: “Site of the Fall of King of No Light, Mizraz.”
Perhaps countless years later, a member of the Blood Race would come here to commemorate this former Second Generation Progenitor.
After engraving the epitaph, Qian Ye flicked a gray mist from his fingertips onto Mizraz’s body. This was the Primordial Flame formed from Chaos Primordial Force, which instantly turned Mizraz’s great lord-level corpse to ashes.
Given Mizraz’s status, being sent off by the Primordial Flame was not a dishonor.
With another wave of his hand, Mizraz’s ashes scattered, merging with the forest and the Inner World forever.
Outside the Devil Emperor Palace, a long staircase connected the lofty palace to the mortal world below.
A tall figure ascended the steps, calmly heading towards the Devil Emperor Palace.
Just then, the sound of grinding gears and chains resounded. On the high walls of the Devil Emperor Palace, six gigantic beasts, their nostrils steaming, pushed the capstans, slowly opening the massive doors.
As the main gates opened, a slender yet handsome man appeared behind them—Prince Proestick. He spread his arms, saying, “Welcome, Crown of Fire. The main gate of the Devil Emperor Palace has not been opened for ten years. And now, you have become a great person who can make it open.”
Habu stopped in front of the main gate, looking at Proestick, and sighed, “I would rather not be this great person. The main gate opening, does it mean that No Light has fallen?”
“Since you are a Blood Race Prince who ignited the mark and is favored by the River of Blood, do you need to ask?” Proestick replied. Seeing the sadness in Habu’s eyes, he couldn’t help but say, “From your standpoint, you should be happy about his fall.”
“Regarding Mizraz, yes. But my sorrow is not for him, but for the title of King of No Light, and for the entire Blood Race.”
Proestick shrugged, “I don’t know how to comfort you, or if I should. Given your intelligence, you should know that the Blood Race’s current situation requires change. If we continue on the same path, the abyss awaits us.”
Habu’s voice was low, “I know, but it is hard to accept.”
“Let’s go inside. I have a new discovery on the Fate Rite that I want to share with you.”
Habu followed Proestick into the Devil Emperor Palace, passing through the vast square, and the main gate slowly closed, showing immense respect for Habu. After all, this was the formal residence of the Devil Emperor, at least in name. Respecting Habu was respecting the Devil Emperor, a significant gesture.
Crossing the square and entering the main building, they turned right and passed through a long corridor, leading to a grand hall.
The hall door, made of dark bronze, looked very heavy, exuding a strong aura of the Demonic Race and the weight of time. Carved on its surface was a detailed map of the entire Evernight terrain. The entire door was over thirty meters high, exuding a formidable presence.
Proestick placed his hand on the door and pushed. The hall door slowly opened.
Habu, standing beside him, remained composed and placed his hand on the door. With his help, the door opened smoothly.
“Thank you. I’ve been a bit exhausted lately,” Proestick said with a wry smile.
“It’s alright, we are well aware of His Majesty’s preferences,” Habu smiled kindly.
The Devil Emperor had always disliked steam power and primordial force arrays, a secret widely known in the upper circles of Evernight. Thus, for the physically weak Proestick, opening such a heavy door was indeed a challenge.
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