The Dust Settles

Dulong had fallen at last.

Beneath a deep shower of light, he had fallen in the heart of the Arthur Empire, dying right before Arthur's eyes.

In the final moments of his life, he had seemed quite at peace. His whole body was utterly calm, as if he faced his end with complete composure.

And now that the moment had come, that was indeed the case.

To Dulong, everything in the past had already vanished with the memories unfolding before him. All that remained now was one final fixation.

In the final moments of his life, he had regained his composure. After a brief conversation with Arthur, he had departed calmly, bidding the world farewell for good.

After he fell, the Slaughter God's divine core within his body gradually settled onto Arthur and was taken by him.

The Slaughter divine core looked quite extraordinary. Floating before Arthur, it appeared so beautiful, so dazzling.

Light shimmered across the core, and strands of the power of law seemed to emerge from within it. They surfaced again and again, profound beyond measure, with an irresistible allure.

The moment a mortal saw this crystal, they would be drawn to the power within and feel an uncontrollable longing rise from the depths of their heart, desperate to claim it at any cost.

This was the Slaughter God's divine core, the thing contained within the Blood of Slaughter.

Long ago, before the Slaughter God's imminent fall, he had dispersed his divine core and hidden it within his Blood of Slaughter.

He had done so both to grant the Child of Slaughter that unique authority and power, and to conceal his divine core within the Blood of Slaughter. By drawing on the strength of one Child of Slaughter after another, he could let his power grow and