The warship took off. Some influential figures from near the Tagor Desert had come to see them off, while Qing Lin looked reluctantly at the massive flying vessel hovering in the air.
Squads of warriors clad in black mystic armor boarded one after another. They were returning to the Eastern Region of Central Plains to resume their garrison duties. The position of commander-in-chief of the Black Annihilation Army in the Northwest Continent was handed over to Gu Hua.
Although the entire Northwest Continent had returned to normal, a small number of undead still rampaged in various places. The major clans had yet to give up, convinced that they could find more Deathly Aura Tablets.
Seventy percent of the Black Annihilation Army had been transferred away. Grand Commander Gu Mo had departed ahead of them, intending to meet the Black Annihilation King before heading to the Elder Council to handle his retirement procedures.
That Nine-turn Dou Zun at the peak level, who was cheerful all day long and had Kurumi call him big brother, was also beginning to prepare for a breakthrough into the Half-Saint level.
Kurumi had intended to let him use a Deathly Aura Tablet, but Gu Mo ultimately refused. Upon thinking it over, Kurumi realized he was right.
If the Grand Commander of the Black Annihilation Army submitted an application for a Deathly Aura Tablet to the Elder Council upon retirement, how could those old fellows possibly refuse?
It was just that once he retired, the direct-descendant commanders below would probably fight until their heads bled for the position.
Thinking of Gu Xing's shattered body... the open and covert struggles involved far exceeded what ordinary people could imagine.
Kurumi always kept her eyes closed as she considered Gu Yao, Gu Xing, and Gu Zhen over and over.
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