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However, if this is done, the hard-earned peace will be destroyed, and this dreamlike shadow world will be shattered into a nightmarish scorched earth battlefield.
"I'm not a terrorist, why would I want to kill everyone?"
Lanqi was tricked by Talia and laughed.
At present, this eighth-level shadow world does not seem to be dangerous. As long as we can get through it smoothly, we can ensure that the present world will not be punished by natural disasters caused by the failure of the shadow world.
If he did something unnecessary and destroyed the situation in which the shadow world could carry out its missions normally, he would become a war criminal in the real world.
"You humans actually like to kill all your enemies..."
Talia muttered.
As a princess of a fallen country, she always felt regretful.
She had no complaints about the outcome of the demons destroying their country, but she often wondered if everything would have been different if someone on either side had made a different choice at the time.
"Not including me. If I were in charge of the overall situation of mankind during the holy war, I would definitely not let the demons perish. In other words, if I were to handle the problem, I could end the holy war within two weeks."
Lanci answered Talia, assuring her with extra certainty.
"..."
"I'm sorry, I admit that you really shouldn't be counted among ordinary humans."
Although Talia didn't know where Lanci got his confidence from or how he could end the holy war in two weeks, she believed that this guy could definitely come up with a plan that would make both humans and demons uncomfortable but have to accept it.
And he really does what he says and treats demons and humans equally.
"Are you praising me or scolding me?"
Ranchi judged emotionally that Talia might be praising him.
But it sounded like scolding him.
"I'm praising you. I'm really praising you this time."
Talia admitted reluctantly and helplessly.
The thing she liked most about Lanqi was that he had no double standards.
Perhaps it was because she saw Lanqi say to Hyperion in the video of the Shadow World, "Don't discriminate against demons", that she began to change her mind about Lanqi and tried to understand him.
But he's annoying in other ways.
Talia made a patch in her heart to prevent Lanqi from misunderstanding.
"I actually have always believed that there are good guys among the vampires."
Lanci added, telling Talia what he really thought.
He would not label all individuals based on their race, but the vampires he had met so far all had some bad habits that they could not change.
The war will end at an appropriate time, with the vampires and the Honing Empire paying for the cost of the war and minimizing casualties.
A defeated country is countless times more valuable than a piece of scorched earth.
This can be considered the ideal ending for Blood Moon's Destruction of the World.
A relatively perfect ending.
While Ranch chatted with Talia, he carefully peeled off the crystal lacquer seal on Kaliela's letter.
The main business of the film world is to read Calliera's letter first.
Lanqi himself was also looking forward to contacting this old friend after a long absence.
The dark blue magic power immediately evaporated from the letter paper, swirling in the air and forming the words of the demon clan.
"——Dear Mr. Wuming"
"My friend, I am writing to you."
"The season of snow and ice has arrived. Are you all right these days?"
"You may feel even lonelier and colder, so be careful not to catch a cold."
"As for me, my days have been quite peaceful since I last parted with you."
"We were able to defeat the vampires and the Horning Empire and achieve peace today. This is all thanks to you and your partners. I would like to express my sincere gratitude here."
"I originally thought that I should write you a letter as soon as possible."
"But I always feel a little embarrassed to send a message for nothing important."
"I don't want to disturb you."
"Please forgive me."
Kaliela's handwriting is more beautiful than expected.
The magic power it contains is still filled with the tyranny of the ninth level.
"'No Name', only Calliera would call me that."
Lanci flipped through the pages and spoke to Talia nostalgically.
During this period, other demons should probably call him Lord Black Sun.
Only old friends who are very familiar with each other will continue to call each other by the name they first met.
"There is a barrier spell on this piece of paper. If you hadn't opened it, I'm afraid it wouldn't have appeared at all."
Talia told him as she analyzed the page.
Just like the first time she touched the [Kaliera's Shadow Weaving] gem, she felt unexpectedly close to this magic power, as if it could merge into her body.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you. Six years ago, I failed to defend the Demon King's Castle."
The words that appeared on the first line of the next page made Lanqi's hand pause slightly.
"Fortunately, you arrived and rescued the child once again. She is our last hope for conquering Blood Moon City."
"But I lost to Duke Lachar, the third ancestor of the blood clan, and my soul has long been shattered."
"The power I gave you at that time was the little bit of my soul essence left."
"Because I know I'm of no use anymore, and you still need to move on."
"I have spent these years stabilizing the situation in the demon world with this body in my body, and I have left you a gift that you can choose whether to open or not."
Lanqi's breathing was no longer so steady.
He quickly flipped through the letter paper and looked at the last page.
"It's just that when you came to the demon world, I might have turned into a gentle place where the great demon tribe fell during the trial."
"I gave the last of my soul essence to Lord Maya Esmodes, so that her child can be born safely. If one day in the future you can see the child of Lord Mist and Lord Maya, perhaps you can sense each other, because you both have my magic power."
"If you feel lost, come to the demon world."
"I believe that if it were you, you would be able to find the answer."
"This new journey will begin from the land you protect. I hope you will continue to like the Demon World."
"Goodbye."
"——The Fallen Kaliela"
She ended the letter on a more cheerful note.
Lanqi held the letter and couldn't put it down for a long time.
As a person from another era, he knew that the final outcome of Kaliela would be to become the land of gentleness where the great demons fell during their trials.
But I never thought that I would personally experience these farewells in this era.
"Lanqi, this is the Shadow World after all. Kaliela's death is inevitable. Don't be sad."
Talia pondered and comforted Lanqi.
She knew that Ranchi and Kaliela had a friendship and had fought side by side.
He must have felt bad when he learned about Kaliera's death.
"It's a destiny after all... Kaliela..."
Lanqi silently thought about what Talia had just said.
"die……?"
His voice was tinged with hesitation.
If Kaliera is gone.
Then isn't it possible that the current demon world is completely different from what he imagined?
A strange and ominous feeling filled Lanqi's heart.
It was as if the irresistible force of fate made him feel that something was wrong with this timeline.
He breathed in the cold winter air of Hersharem, the capital of the Polant.
Even if only for a moment.
At this moment.
In the moment when his mental will was weak, a sea of blood rushed towards him with a whistling sound, and was about to fill up the throne room where Lanqi was.
Illusions and blood-red bubbles occupied all the space in the throne room that he could see.
Open your eyes again.
The fierce blizzard howled through the city streets, submerging broken walls, broken limbs and pools of blood beneath the vast wind and snow.
The heavy wind and the snow seeds hitting his skin.
Is this the Demon King's Palace on Naika Island?
It was dark outside the palace, or rather, it was all white, dotted with the glaring scarlet like a blood mandala, and nothing could be seen clearly.
The former central square of Naikaris is now deserted. The merciless snow has buried all the evidence of crimes. The screams of the dead souls will also be blown away by the wind, and no one will mourn them anymore.
"six years ago?"
Even though Lanqi's consciousness was almost frozen, he could roughly guess when this battle took place.
The war between the Honing Empire and the Allied Forces should have entered a white-hot stage at this time.