By the following afternoon, Lorint Central Castle had become a vast expanse of ruins covering tens of thousands of square meters, including the surrounding buildings caught in the devastation.
Mulan stood there, accompanied by Balu, who never left his side, the Musician, Sebastina, and a total of six Holy Temple bishops attached to the army. Farther out stood several Holy Temple priests and students from the Black Castle accompanying the troops.
Although the price had been considerable, Mulan had to admit that standing here gave him quite a sense of accomplishment. Everyone else felt only awe. They could almost imagine the apocalyptic scene when the Light Spear struck, especially since most of those here had been dark creatures.
"Legion Commander, this was probably their headquarters. There must have been more than one supernatural being present, along with many werewolves and blood bats. Your single attack cleared away our greatest obstacle."
Sebastina said this with a show of composure. Even flattery required caution.
"Even if they had all come out, I believe victory would still have been ours in the end."
As Mulan spoke, he walked toward the center of the ruins. A shrug of his shoulders sent his coat sliding backward. Two guards, one on either side, immediately stepped forward to catch the military coat before retreating two paces.
Mulan stood quietly, slightly raising his intact left hand and his bandaged right hand, his eyes closed as he sensed a certain presence.
There were traces of shock, howling and screaming, roars and defiance, but above all, there was endless terror.
At that moment, the twofold rewards of the Battle of Lorint finally converged upon Mulan-the victory of his legion and his own personal victory.
A sound seemed to echo through the void.
It was indistinct, yet carried extraordinarily far. Not