The limits of mortals did not end here!

On the city wall in the distance.

A sharp-eyed Bard spotted the scene of the standing prince bowing and the kneeling Angel looking up and laughing.

Under the golden sunlight, this scene was especially moving.

An idea struck him, and he took out a piece of paper and began to draw directly on the city wall.

On the battlefield, the conversation continued.

"Please speak, Aoweiliya."

Youlun asked.

"You possess unparalleled combat skills, which, in my opinion, are already at the pinnacle of this world. Whether mortal, god, or Angel, no one can compare to you."

"I hope that after this war, I can always ask you for advice on combat techniques."

Bathed in the glow of the setting sun, Aoweiliya's smile shone brightly in Youlun's eyes.

He smiled and agreed.

"Good."

He agreed.

Aoweiliya smiled even more broadly and handed him a beautiful little golden horn.

"Of course, I won't let you teach me for nothing. This is the Subspace Angel Horn, containing my exclusive vocal range. You can use it to call upon me."

Thank you.

Youlun was genuinely pleasantly surprised.

With this special horn, he could call upon the Angel's help when the Kingdom was in danger.

He saw Youlun take the horn.

Aowei Liya nodded, mustered her remaining strength, and rose from the ground.

Two Angel approached her.

"Lady Aoweiliya."

"Let's go, let's go find that emperor."

After Aoweiliya finished speaking, she led them to the location of Emperor Sero of the Magic Empire.

The Archon Angel were sent to this battle at the behest of Emperor Sero.

Now that the war is basically won, it's time to talk to Sero about what to do next.

As to who ended the war, that is not important.

The war was merely a trigger.

Moreover, it's not that no one in the Subspace Angel Race is paying attention to this war; if Aoweiliya is defeated, someone else will take her place.

As Youlun watched Aoweiliya's departing figure, he pondered their purpose and the impending actions of the Fetrola Magic Empire.

"The church of the Goddess of Magic Kalisi, may be under attack."

"Very well. Magic is a ladder for mortals to ascend, and it shouldn't be labeled as divine authority. Many Mage in the empire have left because of the oppression of divine authority, which is unacceptable to the Fetrola Magic Empire."

With that thought in mind, he stopped paying attention to these things and instead joined up with his Kingdom's Knight to further pursue and wipe out the fleeing Demon army.

Although he killed the Demon God avatar, a large number of Demon still roam the land of the Prime Material Plane.

Evil must be eradicated completely; even a Imp can destroy a small village.

Amid cheers, Youlun joined the Kingdom Knight Order and headed west.

More than ten days later.

They arrived at the Gate of Anno, where they found the relics of the King and Queen and carefully preserved them.

They will be taken back to the Kingdom and buried beside the ancestors of the previous kings.

Another ten days or so have passed.

They were the first to arrive at Green Harbor, where, together with the army of the Annora Kingdom, they recaptured the former capital of the Kingdom and destroyed the Abyss Portal.

That concludes the discussion.

This invasion of the Abyss against the Prime Material Plane has finally come to Veil with a victory for mortals.

Slaughter Abyss.

When that wisp of the avatar's consciousness returned to the body of the Demon God Kailunse, Kailunse was enraged after "seeing" that he had actually been killed by a mortal.

Damn it! Damn it!

"My avatar was actually killed by a mortal from the Prime Material Plane!"

This is so embarrassing.

He, a mighty Demon God of Slaughter, became a stepping stone for a mortal to gain fame.

If this mortal were to eventually ascend to godhood, he would be nailed to the pillar of shame.

Given Youlun Zephyr's achievements, as well as his current prestige and popularity in the Prime Material Plane, he may very well ascend to godhood in the future.

Who is that Human Race?

After a period of impotent rage, Kailunse asked the retreating Demon Lord.

"Lord Kailunse, that person's Youlun Yulen Zephyr, the crown prince of the Randy Knight Kingdom in the Lantblaze Basin of the Prime Material Plane, and also its future King."

"Is there any way to kill him?"

"Uh, sir, this... is hard to say."

He has already destroyed your avatars; what can we do?

"Hmph, send someone to keep an eye on him."

"If he dares to leave the Prime Material Plane and enter the Void, tell me."

Kailunse understood their concerns and spoke up.

"That's natural. If Youlun Westwind dares to leave the Prime Material Plane, we can kill him without you having to do it yourself!"

The Demon Lord breathed a sigh of relief and immediately assured him.

With the complete end of the war.

Youlun led the Kingdom Knight Order back to the Lantbless Royal Capital.

Here, finally, witnessed by the God of Order and Justice, by the previous kings, and by the Knight of the Kingdom bowing down, he was crowned the new king of the Knight Kingdom, known as Youlun I.

This year.

He is 23 years old.

At this time.

As King who was still unmarried, he received marriage proposals not only from the nobles within the Kingdom but also from nobles outside the Kingdom.

Even Emperor Sero of the Fetrola Magic Empire wrote to him, telling him that if he wished, he could marry the empire's princess to him and make her his queen.

Inside the Kingdom's inner garden.

Youlun is engaged in a gunfight with a tall, blonde woman.

"I have met that princess of the empire. She is indeed Emperor Sero's beloved daughter. She is exceptionally beautiful and incredibly Talent. If you marry her, you will definitely not suffer any loss."

The woman holstered her gun and stood up, smiling at Youlun.

"The princess of the empire? The Kingdom of Randy can't possibly afford to support such a great figure."

Youlun Westwind shook his head.

"Furthermore, as you yourself said, Emperor Sero might rename the Fetrola Magic Empire to the Fetrola Human Empire. That would be a disturbance that would challenge the divine authority of the Goddess of Magic, and the Kingdom cannot afford such consequences, even if it is only a partial implication."

As he recounted his story, a hint of a smile flickered in the blonde woman's eyes.

So, who do you prefer?

"Those great nobles of the Kingdom?"

"I have already met the noble ladies from the Grand Duke' families in the capital. The noble ladies from the two great dukes on the northern and southern borders are still on their way, and I need to consider them further."

"This is not something that can be decided easily."

Youlun answered seriously.

"Hmph, then keep thinking about it."

The woman angrily threw down the spear in her hand, and a pair of golden wings emerged from her back.

"My people from the Nullity Battlefield are calling for me; I must go and provide support."

She finished speaking.

A golden portal appeared inside the palace, and the female Angel's figure disappeared within it.

After she left.

Youlun touched the horn in his arms and sighed softly.

"In this lifetime, I will ultimately fail to reach Legendary; with a lifespan of only a hundred years, it is truly impossible to promise everything."

He had quite a few concerns.

If he really did marry the Angel Aoweiliya, even if Aoweiliya didn't care about his lifespan, he would care about the next life, that he would become Aoweiliya's descendant.

What if?

Angel are immortal.

I'm no longer going to think about such a troublesome problem.

Youlun looked down at the spear in his hand, and a wisp of blood energy, completely different from that of the Prime Material Plane or even the myriad worlds of the Heavenly Land, faintly appeared within his body and surged into his entire being.

Fabled that mortals originated from the Wild Giant who were able to rival the gods.

"I will unleash the full potential of mortals!"

"A mortal body, a mortal will, mortal blood and energy, mortal limits, and so on—and that's not all!"

"If I can no longer achieve Legendary, then I will push the limits of mortal combat power to its absolute peak!"

Even if life is as fleeting as a summer flower and as fragile as a floating blade of grass, one can still fight against fate and destiny within the limits of one's limited lifespan!

His eyes shone brightly, filled with unwavering determination!

This is a different path altogether!