Corrosion pierced through two worlds. Endless rotting matter spilled into the real world, forming an enormous swamp.
Charlotte and the Saint Ranks under his command withdrew from the other world and returned to reality. Seeing this decayed, ruined swamp reeking of unimaginable stench, many could scarcely believe they had fought this thing for over a year.
Elephant Person Agon suddenly let out a roar toward the sky. The Saint Ranks under Charlotte followed suit, roaring in victory. Even Charlotte could not help but give a long cry. As he vented his power without restraint, it surged and shook dozens of times in succession before bursting through that final barrier in one stroke.
Charlotte's power in the mortal world had broken through to the Twenty-third Order!
He was now among the Saint Ranks who stood closest to the peak.
The Saint Ranks under Charlotte gradually stopped roaring and looked at Charlotte—their sovereign. Everyone knew that Duke Mecklen's life had been a magnificent one, but slaying an evil god would surely be its most significant achievement. Even centuries later, it would remain a legend celebrated by writers and poets.
As participants, every one of them felt honored, and they too would leave their names in history.
Having gone through two wars to slay evil gods, even the people of the New Continent Council had developed respect for Charlotte and were willing to risk their loyalty for Duke Mecklen.
Whether it was the rotten swamp here or the original Mud Mountain, Charlotte had no way to deal with either. Fortunately, his territory was on Goling Island rather than Ojibwa Island. He planned to fence off these two "holy sites" and later grant them to some unlucky fellow.
Charlotte raised the Flame Lance in his hand and shouted, "We have defeated the Lord of