Of the six who had come to attack the Lancelot Empire, not one had left alive. Han Shuo had avenged the civilians of Osen City who had died in the "Light Curtain Wave."
Han Shuo had plundered more than half of the Church of Light's divine artifacts and imprisoned the Light Pope's soul. From then on, apart from the Holy Maiden on the Church of Light Holy Mountain, the vast Church of Light truly had no powerful experts left to call upon.
What pleased Han Shuo most was the soul inside the Holy Grail. As a wanderer between planes who cultivated the laws of space-time, he was certain to be very familiar with the people and affairs of the various planes. With that man's help, Han Shuo's understanding of the boundless universe would no longer be like a blind man feeling an elephant, grasping only one small part.
Han Shuo casually erased the six corpses, spread out his divine sense, and carefully sensed his surroundings. He found nothing unusual.
Putting away the Holy Grail as well, Han Shuo abruptly moved, becoming a faint shadow as he headed back toward Babylon Academy of Magic and Martial Arts in northern Osen City.
Han Shuo had flown less than a thousand meters when he spotted Little Skeleton approaching on the Bone Dragon. During the battle just now, after hearing what the man inside the Holy Grail had said, Han Shuo had feared that Little Skeleton would also suffer once time was locked. Through their soul connection, he had told Little Skeleton to remain at the city gates for the time being.
After subduing the Light Pope, Han Shuo had not sent Little Skeleton another message, so he had stayed there without moving. Little Skeleton had waited a while, but when no further message