A rare magical miracle in the world

In his final moments, to move the Miracle Entity with the power of a mortal, even if it was just to enrage the Miracle, was enough for General Winter to die without regrets.

"Boom!!"

The blood-red light devoured everything, and the massive Blood Moon fell as if to vent the wrath of its master.

"Bang!!"

However, in the next instant, the Blood Moon was violently shattered, accompanied by Lyon's furious roar.

"Get lost!!!"

With the destruction of the Blood Moon, the blood-red night sky was completely swept away.

Silver white light flooded the earth, and endless azure blossoms bloomed incessantly. Lyon clenched his fists, his gaze discontent yet helpless as he watched General Winter.

"Impressive."

General Winter's face was pale, "Also, congratulations, young man."

"Crack, crack, crack."

Three chains on Lyon broke and shattered; amid the debris, Lyon's rage cooled as he turned away discontent.

He said nothing but went directly behind Bailuo and stood with his hands behind his back.

"Lyon."

Bailuo stood up, "Even though he's an enemy, you received a favor. Even if you don't bow or thank him, you should at least say something nice."

"Yes."

Lyon nodded to Bailuo, then said to General Winter, "You are strong, but unfortunately, you followed the wrong person."

General Winter was less like an enemy and more like a teacher, bringing about great change for the people of Yatun. He guided nearly everyone, and once the People of Yatun fully absorbed the experience of this battle upon their return, they would surely advance further.

As for Lyon, his benefit was greater than that of anyone else.

General Winter intentionally provoked him, time and again, but Lyon, amid that brutality and Wrath, forcibly restrained his own murderous intent.

Especially at the end, when Lyon's murderous intent ran wild.

Yet Lyon was proud; he would not allow his powers to act on their own without his will.

It was he who controlled the power, not the power that controlled him!

If the Greedy World's Blood Moon ran wild, then he would crush it with his own hands.

The Greedy World was unworthy to be his master!

"To overpower the foolish brutality under his pride," General Winter said, "Impressive indeed, truly an impressive young man."

"It's probably just because he hates losing face."

Bailuo said, "This kid would definitely be super annoyed if he made a fool of himself in front of you."

Bailuo genuinely hadn't expected that by provoking Lyon, General Winter would make him break through himself at such a crucial moment.

That strong sense of pride forcefully suppressed, no, devoured the Greedy World Power that could swallow everything, turning it into a part of himself.

The power he now possessed no longer needed chains to restrain it.

Even if he entered the Miracle Embodiment Release, or even the Second Awakening of the Miracle Entity, he would not lose his sanity.

The once most uncontrollable Lyon had officially become an ace combatant that Bailuo was proud to have under his command.

"Now that you mention it, I should thank you too."

Bailuo's eyes glinted with a hint of murderous intent, "What a pity, what a pity indeed."

The repeated lamentations also revealed Bailuo's attitude towards General Winter.

Bailuo was set to kill him!

Not because of any mission, nor because of compulsion by others, simply because he had to die.

"Your Majesty."

Old Luwei spoke up, "Let me take care of what comes next."

"Are you okay, after all, you two used to..."

"It's precisely because we were fellow disciples," Old Luwei said, "that I must see him off."

"Hahaha."

Shan Xianzhai looked around at the multitude of pale blue blossoms on the ground, "This is a good place for a grave!"

The old man bore the pain as he bent his knees, disregarding the flowing blood, and forced his legs down into a proper kneeling posture, just like Old Luwei had done before.

"Come then, senior brother!"

Shan Xianzhai said, "With dignity in defeat, honored even in loss, it's my honor to have you, my senior brother, conduct my last rites. I die without regrets in this life!"

"Truly without regrets?"

Old Luwei, holding a knife, stood behind Shan Xianzhai, "I know your abilities too well. The Miracle of Thorns isn't suitable for you, even if you gave it your all to push it, this is as far as you can go."

General Winter had done his best, harboring no resentment or regret towards Count Thorn.

"Senior brother has found his place," General Winter closed his eyes, a smile on his lips, "and I have found mine."

General Winter was well aware that the Miracle Power was not compatible with him.

Count Thorn was not one to become a king, a truth General Winter understood better than anyone.

But he was not here to help Count Thorn become king or to prove himself through someone else's powerful patronage.

Instead, he had met someone for whom he was willing to give everything in his life.

'Are you truly willing to follow me?'

'If it's just to repay the favor of saving your life, you've already done plenty.'

'Leave, my Miracle Power doesn't suit you. With your talent, you can certainly find a better lord than me.' Find your next read on empire

The boy was innocent, kind but too naive, always being deceived, leaving the man worried about him no matter what.

'See, do you see it?'

Amidst the thunder, the boy covered his ears, trembling, and said to the man with a pale face, "I'm very timid, I'm afraid of many things."

'Someone like me will never amount to anything, you must realize that, right?'

However, no matter what the boy said, the man didn't leave; instead, he followed silently, offering counsel, fighting for him.

'Why do you still follow me!'

'Go away, just go!'

'I don't want to be any kind of king, I can't become one!'

The young man grew angry, trying to drive him away like this, 'Look at yourself now, you are already seventy years old, if you keep following me, you will die.'