The Flame Winged God was finally dead.
The commotion caused by this guy's fall was clearly far more conspicuous and blazing than when that Level-10 Fire Dragon had fallen earlier.
As the Flame Winged God's overbearing, peerless divine aura completely dissipated across this scorched and shattered fire-prison battlefield, countless Flame Creatures belonging to the Crimson Flame Civilization became like candles that had lost their source, vanishing one after another into specks of sparks in the void.
Meanwhile, the Rules Lamp that had condensed the Flame Winged God's lifelong Power of Rules and had already reached the level of a Dimension Supreme Treasure slowly broke free of the battlefield's turbulent energy currents after the Flame Creatures perished, drifting steadily into the Despair Matriarch's hand.
At this moment, Saine was in the void not far from the Despair Matriarch, protected by a light blue energy barrier that shut out the battlefield's lingering aftershocks.
The Despair Matriarch first lowered her gaze to study the Rules Lamp in her palm, its tiny dark flames flickering. Obscure dimensional patterns flowed across the lamp's body, and every wisp of flame contained terrifying power capable of warping local space.
After a moment, she raised her eyes toward Saine, who was still within the Control Space constructed by the God of Machines, and asked, "Master Saine, are you interested in this Dimension Supreme Treasure?"
"If you are interested, I can..."
Before the Despair Matriarch could finish, Saine gently shook his head and replied calmly, "I am not interested in this Dimension Supreme Treasure."
"Since it is spoils of war personally seized by Lady Ilena, it should naturally belong to you."
He paused, then added, "As for the future, if it would not trouble you, I am quite interested in researching Dimension Supreme Treasures of this kind."
"At most,