Was it really over?
Compared to Diana's look of awe at Eonar's strength, Ysera was more concerned with the severed head beside the female knight...
She had watched the entire battle from beginning to end. Both sides had unleashed nearly all their power. Andrew had done everything a Celestial God of that level could do, forcibly using the energy of five Activated Stars. He had pushed his control over the elements to its absolute limit. If his opponent had been a Life Sea Level Arcane Master, Andrew would have had at least a seventy percent chance of winning. Unfortunately, his opponent was a purely violent warrior—and an exceptionally ferocious Titan warrior at that!
His defeat wasn't undeserved...
But he had died far too easily...
Ysera stared at that hideously contorted head, certain that Borton's body was almost completely ruined. Andrew's soul-body energy had also vanished. Returning from the realm of death and rushing back to the Emerald Dream was practically impossible. And even if he did return, without his Celestial God body, he would pose little threat...
That was the theory, at least, yet Ysera still felt that something was wrong. It felt... far too easy.
An ancient undead who had schemed against them for several eras, and that was all?
But given the current situation, he truly had no chance of surviving. His Spirit Body had just been torn apart, so he could not possibly have failed to return to the realm of death—unless he had brought the Life Box in with him...
The Life Box...
Ysera narrowed her eyes, moved her fingers, and replayed the temporal memories within the Fragment World.
Andrew had brought in four Life Sea Level zombies and a top-tier Puppet Master. Those subordinates had all been killed by Demon Lord Borton in the previous