"What are you standing here for?"
A gentle voice sounded beside him. Velin turned and saw someone whose appearance greatly surprised him.
"Lord Gerrard, it has been a long time." Velin placed his right hand over his chest, bent forward, and bowed.
"It has indeed been a long time, Lord Velin."
After returning the gesture, Gerrard spoke with great solemnity. "I ask that you go to Amo, collect his remains, and send him home."
"Who is Amo?" Curiosity flashed in Velin's eyes as he could not help asking.
Hearing Velin's question, Gerrard gave an ambiguous reply. "You will know once you reach the Holy Dragon Kingdom."
Seeing this, Velin did not press further. He rose and flew toward the corpse of the Continental Legendary floating upon the sea.
The closer he drew to the Continental Legendary's remains, the stronger the oppressive pressure became.
By the time he reached its side, every step had become extremely difficult.
"How am I supposed to put away his remains?"
The moment that thought arose, a dragon-scale-shaped magical item appeared before him, floating above the Continental Legendary's chest. It then cast down white light, enveloping the corpse within it.
As time passed and the Continental Legendary's remains continued Phasing, the pressure weighing on Velin gradually eased.
After an unknown amount of time, once the Continental Legendary's remains had been completely stored within the dragon-scale-shaped magical item, the crushing pressure vanished entirely.
At that moment, the rain of magic power ceased, the clouds scattered, and the sky gradually brightened as the first ray of dawn fell upon the earth.
On the beach, Clara was finally able to see the face of the figure standing over the sea beneath the sunlight.
Having heard bards describe him, she had long been familiar with Velin's appearance and bearing.
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