Aster Grant stood quietly on the side, watching the father and daughter embrace, a gratifying smile unconsciously lifting the corners of his mouth.
Such an ending is ideal.
He quietly retreated a few steps, leaving the space for reunion entirely to Kieran Sinclair and Lazuli.
Then, he walked slowly towards Milos.
At this mont, Milos’s face was brimming with undisguised joy—
After this battle, Lazuli’s position as an heir is nearly assured!
Aster saw his deanor and couldn’t help but smile wryly.
He lowered his voice and began to speak slowly:
"Now that Gabriel’s status as an heir has been abolished, there is a vacancy among the three heirs..."
"I think Laney would be a fine choice."
Though his words were subtle, Milos instantly understood.
This suggestion perfectly suited his wishes!
He imdiately nodded, turned towards the Angel of Judgnt, and solemnly said:
"Since Gabriel has been stripped of heir qualifications, why not let Laney fill the position as the third heir?"
Upon hearing this, the Angel of Judgnt was montarily stunned, then suddenly enlightened—
Now that Lazuli has gained the support of both the Seraph and the Order Angel, and Laney has a close relationship with Lazuli.
This ans there is at least a fifty percent chance that Laney could gain the final inheritance rights.
Since that’s the case, why not go along with it?
Understanding this, the Angel of Judgnt nodded solemnly.
In the next mont, his authoritative voice echoed throughout the Holy City:
"By judgnt, effective imdiately—"
"Laney shall be appointed as the third heir!"
Leah’s face turned suddenly dark upon hearing this announcent.
Her slender fingers unknowingly clenched tightly, fingernails digging deep into her palm, eyes flickering with unwillingness and resentnt, yet ultimately remained silent.
The tide had turned against her, and fighting now would only bring humiliation.
She coldly glanced at Laney, finally fixing her gaze on the father and daughter embracing, lips pressed into a cold straight line, rembering the sha and resentnt in her heart.
As for Gabriel, who had already lost focus, suddenly sharpened his gaze upon hearing the announcent—
The position and glory that should have been his were now taken by others!
He staggered, collapsing to the ground, the last glimr of light in his eyes extinguished completely.
As all formalities ca to an end,
The identities of the three heirs were finally confird.
The Angel of Judgnt looked around the scene, his voice solemn and loud:
"Tomorrow, the heir trial will officially begin—"
"The final successful challenger will beco the new heir to the Angel Race!"
This announcent was like a massive stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up an overwhelming wave at the scene!
Cheers rose and fell like tides, and the entire Holy City was imrsed in excitent and anticipation.
According to the oracle of the God of Angels, once the heir is determined....
It will mark the rise of the entire Angel Race!
Now, under Kieran Sinclair’s leadership, the Angel Race manages to hold steady, no longer retreating.
But to completely expel the Demon Clan from this world....
It must be led by the new heir!
...
On the other side, at the entrance to the third Sanctum, the atmosphere was as heavy as iron.
After a long and tense standoff, the forces of the Human Race, Vicious Beast, and Demon Clan finally reached a fragile reconciliation—
All grievances shall be settled in the Sanctum through life and death decisions!
However, this Sanctum was nevertheless affected by the remnants of the Void Insectoid invasion, leading to a shocking mutation:
The entry restrictions expanded from Monarch Level to Totem Level!
As a result, Zane Drake’s expression at this mont was extrely grim.
Despite pouring resources into cultivation and risking their lives, achieving significant progress,
They were still separated from truly reaching Totem Level by a chasm-like barrier.
If unable to overco it, they would be trapped in the Half-step Totem Realm for life, hardly making progress.
"Elara..." Zane Drake’s voice was dry as he turned to look at Elara Crimson beside him, "In your view, what are our chances of success in this Sanctum expedition?"
Elara Crimson was silent for a long ti, her long eyelashes slightly lowered, before slowly speaking:
"Less than ten percent."
"The Vicious Beast side has a King Level bloodline in charge, and the Demon Clan has dispatched several Totem-level experts... But our Human Race, are fighting alone."
Her voice was calm, yet each word was like an icy spike piercing the hearts of everyone.
Even more distressing was that Vera and Veridia, not one was willing to lend the Human Race a helping hand.
Thus, the Human Race’s situation beca even more difficult.
And Zane Drake was naturally fully aware of this.
Zane Drake took a deep breath, the despondency in his eyes gradually fading, replaced by a resolute determination:
"Even so, we must fight!"
"The Human Race Divine Pattern relates to the continuation of our race’s fortune... Even if there’s only a sliver of hope, we cannot surrender!"
But he imdiately issued a command, his voice firm and decisive:
"For this expedition, only Monarch Level, those with no attachnts, who hold the resolve to die, may accompany!"
He could not allow the elite of the Human Race to all fall here.
Elara Crimson also realized the severity of the situation.
She offered no dissuasion, rely bowing silently to Zane Drake, offering a guarantee:
"Drake, rest assured, I will do my utmost to let the entire Human Race survive."
Being Xenos herself, she could not enter the Sanctum and had to maintain the situation of the entire Human Race from outside the Divine Realm.
Soon, a team composed of the Human Race’s most elite forces quietly assembled—
Queen of the Holy See, Cavan Vero, Abel Vance, Stryker....
At the end of the team, Noelle Quinn, clad in white, stood silently with her sword at the ready.
Zane Drake glanced at her, frowning slightly:
"Noelle, let us old bones handle this."
"Your talent is second only to Aster Grant, the future hope of the Human Race. There’s no need to step into this extremity."
However, as Zane Drake’s gaze fell upon Noelle Quinn, he spoke imdiately:
But Noelle Quinn rely gently touched her snow-colored sword, her gaze as calm as water:
"I must go."
Since reaching Monarch Level, she honed her spirit through battle, her sword cutting down demons, reaching the Monarch Peak in re months,
renowned as the ’second to Aster Grant’ by the world.
Zane Drake gazed at her for a mont, ultimately sighing deeply, no longer saying more.
He knew this young woman’s character, once she resolved, she would never turn back despite imminent danger.
"Alright!" He suddenly raised his head, his voice like a loud bell,
"Let us venture forth together—see what this so-called Divine Realm really looks like!"
Before the words finished, energy surged around the Human Race, streaks of light soaring into the sky, resolutely entering the entrance of the resplendent Sanctum!
Almost simultaneously—
From the Dreadbeast Faction, an earth-shaking roar suddenly erupted!
Frost Serpent!
After leaving the Snow Domain, it wandered here, becoming the leader of a group of Vicious Beasts.
Now, it too led a group of Vicious Beasts into the entrance of the Divine Realm.
The Demon Clan side was not to be outdone either.
Led by three Totem-level Demon Clan, with a cold laugh, Demonic Qi surged like a torrent,
their images transforming into three shadowy figures twisting space, swiftly diving into the Light Gate!
Three forces with different motives, yet each without hesitation—
The entrance to the Divine Realm, like a greedy maw, in an instant, swallowed all contenders whole.
....
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