On the ground, Zurazab's corpse had burned to ash and scattered in the wind, leaving behind only a pool of molten iron from his armor. The Shatterlight battle-ax had fallen beside it.
Corsaro glanced at it twice and sighed inwardly.
At first, he had only wanted to defeat Zurazab and establish his authority, then smoothly ascend to the position of chieftain. He had never intended to kill him, since the two of them had no real grudge against each other. After all, Zurazab was the strongest Sun Warrior and could have been useful in the future.
He was also Corsaro's grandfather. Personally killing his grandfather would inevitably give people something to criticize him for.
However, Zurazab had discovered certain truths during the battle, forcing Corsaro to kill him. In the words of his previous life, You knew too much.
Rest easy on your journey, Corsaro thought.
He reached out and grabbed the air. The Shatterlight battle-ax flew into his hand, then the Wings of the Seraph beat once, transforming him into a streak of light that appeared on the high platform in the stands.
The temple's High Priest, Tusur, Zanjin, captain of the Chieftain's Guard, and numerous High Tier Paladins of the Sun Tribe had gathered there.
Most of them were not as fanatical as the ordinary Troll civilians and were still in a state of tremendous shock.
Ordinary Paladins and civilians had no clear understanding of Zurazab's strength, but they knew very well how powerful the former chieftain was. He surpassed the Sun Warriors of history by more than one level and was completely undefeatable.
Yet Zurazab had died in the arena.
Moreover, it was obvious that Corsaro had won with ease. He had not used his full strength at the beginning, and after revealing only a portion of