"Boom!!!"
The sound of Norton's explosion reverberated throughout Garden of Eden, even reaching down to the south, instantly killing hundreds of thousands of surviving civilians from the Southern Continent closest to the blast site, further exacerbating the already dilapidated Garden of Eden.
As Norton exploded with a deafening roar, the clouds in the entire sky parted.
"Aaaaaaah!!!"
The sky was filled with the wailing of countless souls amidst the explosions. If one looked closely, one could even see that the ghosts, who had been baring their fangs and claws just moments before, now all had faces of terror and sorrow. Some covered their faces with hands that looked like skeletons, while others screamed and howled in agony.
Their grief wasn't merely due to Jonah's passing; there seemed to be an underlying sense of fear.
As they wailed, a spirit led the way, flying straight into the sky and forming another funnel shape.
As they flew higher and higher, their bodies gradually became transparent and illusory, before disappearing completely.
Endless souls were sucked into the vast sky as if by some siphon, turning into utter nothingness.
Looking in the direction they flew before disappearing, there was none other than the sun, which was gradually revealing its light!
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
Abraham's mournful cries echoed through the ruins of the royal city, each sound so poignant it brought tears to the eyes of those who heard it; one might have mistaken him for Abraham man of great loyalty.
Its body, now restored, stood amidst the ruins, a grotesque monster several meters tall, looking up at the sky and howling pitifully, like a pet abandoned by its master, proclaiming its endless suffering.
Abraham's gaze focused on a tiny red dot, which he kept scanning back and forth over the spot where His Majesty had just exploded, wishing he had X-ray vision to observe His Majesty's movements.
"Your Majesty! Awooo!!!"
Our Pale Holy See for a century and has never committed any acts of chaos or disregarded human life. On the contrary, Your Majesty is benevolent, has established a foundation of equality, and has made a vow of peace.
A century has passed since the founding of the Pale Holy See, and the entire Holy Empire of the Southern Continent has flourished, with its people living in peace and contentment. This is a manifestation of benevolence and a canopy of holiness. Why then do the gods of heaven and earth, the ancient gods, always target my kind and benevolent ruler in this way?
Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this old servant is calling for you! Your Majesty, come back!
Norton wasn't this loyal to Abraham when he was alive, but now that Norton has exploded, he's suddenly become loyal.
But in reality, he knew that His Majesty was definitely not dead.
Since Abraham was still alive and well at this time, it was almost certain that His Majesty was not dead.
This makes it even more necessary for Abraham to demonstrate his loyalty at this time.
Just then, a very familiar voice came from not far away.
His voice was filled with countless tenderness and longing, even a touch of morbid infatuation.
"I was so foolish, so incredibly foolish. I naively thought His Majesty had lost his mind, that sealing him away would stop his suffering, and that I could stay with him forever..."
A mournful cry, like the blood-soaked lament of a cuckoo, filled with sorrow and endless longing, like a lovesick fool waiting for the man of her dreams.
Just listening to his words is enough to deeply move one with the profound emotions they contain.
Are there more experts?
Abraham's heart skipped a beat, and he turned around abruptly.
Having remained hidden from beginning to end, until the God War ended, Princess Elizabeth, one of the two Blood Clan Prince who had been hiding somewhere, finally reappeared.
"Your Majesty, our feelings for each other have long since transcended the past. Everything Elizabeth is is a gift from Your Majesty, and Elizabeth exists because of Your Majesty. From Heaven to Hell, Elizabeth will follow Your Majesty forever..."
Elizabeth, who had not yet transformed into her Vampire Lord form, wore a pure white princess dress and spoke with sorrowful voices.
Her already exquisite and beautiful face, now enhanced by the emotions and expressions conveyed through the disfigurement, becomes even more alluring.
The profound emotions contained in her words are deeply moving, just like those in a real vernacular novel, depicting a devoted queen following a fallen emperor.
Such an extravagant performance left Abraham speechless with amazement, and he broke out in a sweat.
"A master! This is a true master!"
Abraham broke out in a cold sweat, suddenly realizing that he was the most naive one!
This Elizabeth, who promised to rebel together, actually only talked to Abraham about it from beginning to end, just to make him more certain of his determination to rebel.
From beginning to end, she never truly tried!
Abraham even suspected that she might also be part of His Abraham's plan to solidify his resolve to rebel.
After all, if Elizabeth really wanted to rebel, why did she take no action at all from beginning to end?
But if Elizabeth is truly loyal to His Majesty, then why didn't he utter a single word when Jonah was pinning Jonah to the ground and beating him?
Abraham couldn't understand the woman's thoughts, but it was precisely because he couldn't understand them that he was even more terrified.
"Although Your Majesty has too many ulterior motives, making it difficult to guard against, I, Abraham, still know Your Majesty's temperament and character. Even if I can't guess Your Majesty's thoughts at all, I will still have some guesses."
But since Elizabeth was born, I have never seen her behave any unusually. Is she truly honest, or is she just putting on an act like that, something she learned from His Majesty?"
Abraham couldn't fathom Elizabeth's thoughts, but he wasn't overly concerned.
As long as His Majesty lives, Elizabeth will ultimately remain just a maid!
This will never change!
"Call!"
Abraham let out a long, anxious breath, then became even more excited and roared.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this old servant has come to see you!"
With the flapping of his giant wings, Abraham's enormous body rose from the ground, and countless plumes of dust swirled around him, unable to conceal his ever-growing stature.
"Roar!!!"
The remaining twenty-odd Prince- level bats ( the Coal Ball hadn't died) shakily pulled themselves out of the ruins, each uttering mournful cries. Then they spread their wings and took flight in a grand procession, following Abraham into the sky to search for their creator— the Pale God.
Unfortunately, in this world where Existence Level determines everything, the Pale God Norton can destroy stars and even transcend reality at will. For those of Existence Level, the strength of their flesh and blood is not even enough to support them flying too high into the sky.
Leaving aside the possibility that the disappearance of high-altitude air might leave them without any lifting force, even slightly higher-altitude air turbulence and a sudden drop in temperature could tear their fleshy wings apart.
In a short moment, accompanied by a mournful cry, more than a dozen enormous bodies fell from the sky like dumplings, crashing heavily onto the ground.
Even so, they flapped their wings and soared into the sky in search of the Pale God Norton.
Such a scene of loyalty is truly moving.