Before long, at Holy Land Mariejois.
Uranus was a war fortress modified around Sun Tree Eve, while Sun Tree Eve itself grew outside Mariejois, some distance from the prosperous urban district.
Therefore, this beautiful and thriving central city had not been destroyed when Uranus took flight.
When Garen arrived with his men to take over the city, what he saw was still its broad streets and beautiful buildings, as though it were a fairyland.
Of course, there was also the lingering smoke of war, weapons scattered across the ground, tattered flags, and the mangled corpses of the rebels Imu had slaughtered.
"Comrade Spandam..."
Moved by the scene, Garen recalled the only man who had died and could not help shaking his head with a sigh:
Spandam truly deserved to be called an opportunist. Even when seeking death, he had picked an excellent time to die.
This way, for the sake of publicity in the future, the Alliance would have trouble writing him off too badly.
Spandam, who had been destined for a labor camp under Garen's arrangements, had not only escaped the infamy of being a Celestial Dragon's lackey—he might even earn himself a reputation for unyielding integrity, loyalty, filial piety, and righteousness in history books a century or two from now.
After mourning Spandam for a moment, Garen led his team to Pangaea Castle.
Beyond Pangaea Castle stood the city within a city reserved exclusively for Celestial Dragons, the "Realm of the Gods"—the Celestial Dragons' imperial city.
Comrade Spandam had died before accomplishing his grand cause, never successfully blasting open the gates of Celestial Dragon City before his death.
Carrying out Spandam's final wish, the Alliance soldiers effortlessly opened the gates of Celestial Dragon City, dragged out the fat pigs within the Realm of the Gods, and freed all