Teng Ge was dead.
Those loyal to him obeyed his final command and offered no further resistance.
The world opened.
They headed to the Capsule Tunnel and boarded their own Trains, leaving the city they had lived in.
The City of Miranda might fall into chaos for a time.
Although the explosion of the Hanging Sea Heart had damaged all the City-States to varying degrees, as long as people were alive, the cities could soon be rebuilt.
New City Lords would emerge from the turmoil.
But none of that had much to do with Ye Qiyan anymore.
His gaze fell on the wisp of a remnant soul before him.
[Asmodeus] [King of Cruelty]
The crown shattered, and the Throne, all that remained, gradually turned transparent as well.
[You are very special.]
Asmodeus said:
[In all of history, this is the first time I have seen someone unwilling to accept this power.]
Soundless words swirled around Ye Qiyan's ears.
"I don't want to become someone else who can only sit on a Throne. Besides, aren't you dead? Doesn't that mean this so-called king wasn't all that strong?"
Ye Qiyan spread his hands, and the mark on the back of his hand gradually transformed into a bewitching smile.
Asmodeus fell silent for a moment.
His wisp of a remnant soul began to grow increasingly insubstantial.
[...You are right. I am a wanderer left behind in the past, a so-called king bound to a Throne, beneath a crown.]
[I am a failure. Now, let my story end here.]
"Don't disappear just yet. Can you tell me how you died?"
Although he did not like Asmodeus's power, anything Mr. Order and Teng Ge had fought and schemed over certainly could not be simple.
Then what kind of enemy could have defeated such