That day, the Black Sea receded from the land, returning peace to the earth.
However, the scars left by the war had yet to disappear.
The land that had been burned to ashes by the Black Mud was left as nothing but stretches of scorched plains. It was impossible to say how long it would take for them to recover their original appearance.
Uruk in particular had been almost reduced to ruins by this battle. The land outside the city had become a chaotic wasteland of death after the battle between Luo Zhen and Tiamat, as terrifying as if a volcano had erupted there.
But in the end, this battle was over.
In Uruk, all the Familiars summoned by Luo Zhen disappeared, leaving behind only the Servants and the surviving soldiers of Uruk.
At that moment, the soldiers had all gathered at the Divine Tower and brought out the citizens from the shelter beneath it.
The citizens, seeing Uruk reduced to ruins after emerging into the sunlight once more, felt some sorrow, but even more joy at having survived the disaster.
Siduri was the first to emerge from the shelter. Seeing the crowd gathered before the Divine Tower, her eyes filled with tears, and she truly wept for joy.
Everyone was immersed in the joy of surviving the apocalypse, letting cheers and sobs become the only sounds across the land.
However, with Gilgamesh at their head, everyone still had one question.
"How exactly did you deal with Tiamat?"
Gilgamesh asked the question on everyone's behalf.
It was the shared doubt in everyone's heart.
According to the plan, once Tiamat's Saint Graph had been weakened to its initial scale, Luo Zhen would use the Rope of Self-Harm to seal Tiamat again.
However, even if the seal succeeded, the problem still would