The Finale

By noon, Lana's premonition had reached its peak. Even Deckard Cain, the prophet, could tell something was off about her.

"Is that lord returning?" Deckard Cain stroked his white beard as he spoke. "Come to think of it, both the Burning Hells and the High Heavens have vanished without a trace recently—that lord truly accomplished something extraordinary."

Ordinary people did not know, but knowledgeable prophetic figures like Deckard Cain, as well as powerful mages, paladins, necromancers, and the like, could all sense that Heaven and Hell had completely disappeared.

It was not the kind of disappearance where the gates of Heaven and Hell had closed and the two sides could no longer interact. Rather, the two vast separate dimensions of Heaven and Hell themselves, along with the holy light and hellish energy they radiated, had been wiped away completely.

Not to mention that a large number of angels whose wings Yota had torn off had appeared in Sanctuary World. Ordinary people would never believe those people were angels, but Deckard Cain knew very well that they truly were angels; they had merely lost the power of Heaven.

Not only was Hell finished, but Heaven had gone down with it. Deckard Cain did not say it aloud, but he was delighted inside—Heaven and humanity had never been particularly steadfast allies. If not for the existence of Hell, those fellows in Heaven might have long since found a way to destroy the humans of Sanctuary.

Now that Yota had wiped out Heaven and Hell in one stroke, every hidden danger facing Sanctuary had been uprooted.

Naturally, though Deckard Cain said nothing, he was also utterly shocked by Yota's strength—he had completely destroyed two worlds even more advanced than Sanctuary. Could Yota be the reincarnation of the Creator God?

Just then, Deckard Cain