Anna Sprengel

Originally, Piloty Manor could be considered a mansion even in Leipzig, where every inch of land was worth a fortune.

Perhaps it was precisely because of his status and close relationship with the Earl Leipzig that he had also been allocated more land.

In terms of luxury, it was no less impressive than Earl Dawn's manor.

But now... it had been reduced to ruins.

The power of the explosion had far exceeded the limits of what a Fourth-Level transcendent could possibly achieve. Its sound was enough to shake heaven and earth, even making the entire Leipzig City "tremble" in the physical sense.

The explosion in the city center instantly jolted residents on the outskirts of Leipzig awake. When they poked their heads out of their windows, they could see the black-and-red mushroom cloud slowly rising in the center of the city. If they had woken up a little earlier, they might even have seen the torrential rain of blood rapidly shrinking, as well as the gradually brightening dawn sky.

"What happened? What happened? Have the Avalonians attacked?"

"Fuck, which alchemist's workshop blew up?"

The people who knew nothing of the truth had barely been jolted awake from their dreams before their drowsiness vanished. Their hearts pounded wildly, half from unease and half from fear. To vent their terror, they cursed and speculated at the same time.

But those who knew part of the truth frowned even more deeply.

Within Leipzig City, a member of the "Rosy Cross" Society speculated, "Earl Dawn just died, and then an explosion of this scale occurred. Was it meant to kill the Winter Demon inside him?"

Those who knew more were even more horrified. "That's the direction of Piloty Manor... How is it that Earl Dawn just died, and now the Red Minister's son has