"Victory! King Jiang!"
As the enormous head of the Devil Lord Akanoz crashed into the center of the ruined city.
His headless body followed close behind, falling not far from his head.
With victory assured, thunderous cheers rose from every corner of the city.
The Divine Clan warriors of the Kunlun Divine Court raised their weapons high, and a flag of the Kunlun Divine Court was planted at the city's highest point!
"Victory! King Jiang!"
As the fervent cries swept like wind across the ruined city, even the late-autumn weather was colored into a song of high summer!
Gazing at the supreme deity standing majestically in the void, wreathed in flames, with a sacred golden divine ring suspended behind his head.
Yuna's eyes, too, grew fervent. The scene lingered in her mind, impossible to forget, and her heart brimmed with the deepest reverence.
Then she turned to the Divine Temple's high priest, who had stayed by her side to protect her all along, and suddenly spoke.
"High Priest, once the city has been rebuilt, I want a statue of God King Jiang erected here, so that our people will never forget, generation after generation!"
A troubled look crossed the high priest's pale face. The war against the devils had been won, and the people had survived.
The dead were already gone, and the living had to consider the future.
After all, this was the territory of the Olympus Divine Court. Would it not be somewhat inappropriate to erect a statue in the city of a God King from the distant East?
Besides, he had his own selfish considerations. His faith had always been in the Olympian Gods. Even though the Olympian Gods had been defeated, a faith held for more than half his life was difficult to change!
And so