In mid-air, Fisher held onto the unconscious Helair tightly, gritting his teeth as he looked down at the devastated land below. He couldn’t be sure if a Mythical Rank being, severely injured, would be okay falling from such a height.
In any case, it’s bound to hurt, right?
Just as he resolved to turn his back to the ground, he suddenly heard a series of crisp sounds by his ear.
He looked around in surprise, only to see a number of phantom eyes watching him. Imdiately, he was enveloped by an extrely gentle power that ca from beyond the sky, passing through the residual waves of the Demigod’s power, gradually slowing Fisher’s rapid descent.
"Boom!"
The power lifted the falling Fisher back into the air, sending them towards the northern direction, away from Dragon Tail Island, towards the Dragon Heart Continent.
In disbelief, he looked around, finally gazing at the sky behind him.
Behind them, the full force of two Demigods was finally showing results.
The chaos that had been forcibly suppressed by the two Demigods was visibly shrinking, along with the death below it, slowly being pushed back underground, beginning to settle down.
At the sa ti, the power of the Heavenly Lock amidst the chaos also began to take effect.
The chaos started to solidify bit by bit, peeling away from the turmoil. The destructive nature of the chaos began to wane, and one could sense the brewing life force from within the fire pillar.
Feeling the chaotic power begin to decline and retreat from this world, both the World Tree and the Dragon God couldn’t help but feel a sense of success, as this indicated their strategy had worked.
Both death and chaos were now entirely subdued, leaving only those blazing fire pillars communicating silently in the abyss beneath the earth’s surface, through the power of the Heavenly Lock, suggesting the birth of so mighty life form.
The Dragon God folded its wings and slowly descended back to the ground, then lifted its gaze to et the golden giant eye at the center of the giant tree in the sky.
Although everything had quieted down, both the World Tree and the Dragon God were filled with discontent towards each other.
Above the universe at this mont, Emhardt, limp in Gabriel’s arms, sensed the terrifying power below dissipating, and finally regained so composure, but he still looked extrely weak. Staring below, he asked Gabriel,
"Mom, where did Fisher go?"
Gabriel did not speak, instead raising a phantom eye in front of him, and soon it revealed Fisher moving away from the conflict, from Dragon Tail Island, and also distance himself from Emhardt and Gabriel.
Emhardt’s eyes widened a bit, his previously feeble body rising up, as he turned to look at Gabriel, and asked in confusion,
"Mom, why... why don’t you let Fisher co to us... or we go to him, he’s in danger now, I have to..."
In response to Emhardt’s questions, Gabriel, who always had answers, unnaturally fell silent, just quietly watching Emhardt until his voice grew fainter.
Only after a long while did Gabriel suddenly speak,
"Nob... wants to go... to Fisher’s side... and won’t be back."
This was a statent, and even in Gabriel’s monotonous tone, Emhardt could detect certainty and danger.
He opened his mouth, unable to respond imdiately, but he knew in his heart that Gabriel was right.
He wanted to return to Fisher’s side, and follow Fisher back to the future. He couldn’t stay forever with this mourning Holy Descendant...
Gabriel looked at him expressionlessly, then tightly hugged him, pressing against the gemstone ford by the body of her deceased infant nearby.
Ignoring Emhardt’s wishes, she turned and began to fly deep into the universe.
Not going to the Holy Land or any specific place, but to the "Boundary of Matter" created by the powerful life Aoyun, the edge of this world in the universe’s depths.
"Wait! Mom, where are you taking ?! Wait!"
"Nob, can’t leave mom. Good, Nob..."
Soon, Gabriel transford into a stream of light, disappearing into the deep space.
...
...
"Drizzle..."
"Drop drop..."
"Tap tap..."
Ti slowly passed, and now the Dragon Heart Continent lay in calmness, as if the catastrophe that had occurred in the southern part of the continent a few days ago never happened. It’s no wonder, on the Dragon Continent without any unified structure or connection, the civilizations were like faint stars, scattered in the primal darkness, connected only by survival of the fittest.
So for the humans living on the Dragon Heart Continent, there was no one to co from afar to inform them of events from the distant south.
Or even if they knew, it made no difference. They still had to hunt, carefully avoiding being targeted by hunters from other dangerous High Rank demi-human races, living with their heads tied to their belts.
Today it rained again, painting the tiny human settlent with a different kind of bustle than usual.
A few wooden houses ford a small circle, making a small square. In the center of the square stood three simple planks of wood. The leftmost plank was stuck in a beast’s bone, symbolizing food and competition of the Humanoid Rank; the middle plank was stuck in a human skull, symbolizing the pure death brought by the Transcendent Rank; and the rightmost plank was stuck into various sacrifices, symbolizing the irresistible myth.
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