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And we have reached second world there, it being Cultivation Online.
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The forr legends had already completed their lives. It was unlikely they would want their bodies to be dug up from their graves and resurrected as worthless undead.
Of course it would be painful. How unbearable must it have been—to be trapped on a desolate island for over a hundred years after being forcibly resurrected as a skeleton?
In particular, Madra possessed human intelligence and wisdom. Being resurrected as a skeleton would have been shocking, but to spend more than a century alone on a remote island with nothing…
"Rest now."
Madra turned into grey ash and slowly dispersed.
Alan bowed deeply toward him as he returned to the dead.
It was an act born from respect. Respect to the person whose legacy he carry now.
For so ti there was only silence on the 66th Island.
"You don't look very pleased with the outco."
Madra, the ego within the Undefeated King Sheath, spoke as he observed Alan's neutral expression while looking at the remains of Death Knight Madra.
"…If we had fought when he was alive, I could have easily died," Alan said.
"That is true," Madra replied with a nod.
"Yet, do you think it was that easy?" he asked.
"When he empowered , he also passed on the mories of his days as a Death Knight. During that ti, even a 10th-rank Great Demon was defeated by him. He wasn't soone who could be taken down so easily."
"Plus, you did defeat him after surviving his tactic, so the victory is still yours," Madra added.
Alan nodded slowly.
"…I guess I should be happy now," Alan said.
Madra gave a small nod in agreent.
Alan silentlt put the Madra's body in the coffin saving it and preserving it.
While on other side.
[A new hero has given peace to the specters of past heroes and has opened the final gate of the Behen Archipelago.]
It was a world ssage—an alert that appeared to all players of Satisfy, regardless of species, affiliation, or level.
Why were its contents revealed to everyone?
The answer was simple: its importance was imnse.
Any situation that rose to the level of a world ssage was bound to have a profound impact on the flow of Satisfy.
"First, we should pay attention to the title Hero. A person strong enough for the system to classify as a hero is certainly a top ranker. They are also likely to possess a hidden class."
"I'm sure it's a legendary class. That's why they are recognized as a hero."
"That might be the case… Every island in the Behen Archipelago has its own unique trial. Based on various factors, the later islands are likely guarded by forr legends."
"The power of so forr legends is comparable to—or even greater than—that of the Great Demons. I don't see how they can be defeated unless it's Kraugel."
"But even for Kraugel, breaking through the final gate will be difficult. A legend beyond the level of a Great Demon is bound to be guarding it."
"That's right. It doesn't make sense for Kraugel to win against Muller and the other forr legends."
The experts spoke incessantly. Lacking complete information, they speculated freely, presenting assumptions as facts and misleading the viewers.
But it didn't last long.
"…?"
"…"
The panelists on the broadcast shows all froze, their expressions turning blank. Staff mbers rushed in, delivering urgent news.
The content of that news was the following world ssage:
[The great hero, Blood King Alan, has given rest to the heroes and succeeded in cleansing the Behen Archipelago.]
[This will be rembered as a long-standing achievent in human history.]
"Holy shit…"
One of the experts suddenly cursed.
So what if he had spoken with such confidence earlier?
The studio fell into complete silence.
No one spoke.
No one moved.
Then—
"…Blood King… Alan?"
One of the panelists muttered, his voice filled with disbelief.
"Who… is that?"
The question spread like wildfire.
Up until now, the na had rarely appeared in public discussions. He had risen quietly—mysteriously—avoiding the spotlight that most rankers chased.
But now—
He had cleared the Behen Archipelago.
The final gate.
A place believed to be impossible.
"…Wait," another expert said, leaning forward. "Didn't they say only Kraugel had a chance?"
"Then what does this an?"
Confusion erupted in the studio.
"He beca a king first… and now he's surpassed even the previous legends?"
"…Is he stronger than Kraugel?"
That single question froze the room again.
Kraugel.
The Sky Above the Sky.
The absolute symbol of strength.
But now—
A new na had appeared.
Blood King Alan.
Soone who had achieved what even Kraugel was expected to struggle with.
"…Is Kraugel still the sky above the sky?"
No one could answer.
Because for the first ti—
There was doubt.
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At the capital city of the Blood Moon Kingdom—
On its outskirts, many farrs were working the fields when they suddenly stopped, staring at the world notification.
"…He cleared it."
Kraugel stood among them, his expression turning serious.
Even he had challenged it.
He had tried countless tis to pass the islands, but each one allowed no mistakes. No matter how hard he tried, he had never been able to clear them.
Yet soone else had overco those failures.
Soone had succeeded where he couldn't.
"The Sky Above the Sky… huh," Kraugel murmured quietly. "I guess I'm really not it anymore."
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Elsewhere, in the Guardian Forest—
Agnus, who had been heading toward the Awakened Guardian of the Forest, suddenly stopped as he saw the world ssage.
"…Damn it."
His expression twisted with frustration.
"All those legendary Death Knights… I missed them," Agnus cursed under his breath, clenching his fist.
Then his gaze turned cold.
"Don't co before , Blood King… or I'll kill you."
With that, he turned and disappeared into the forest.
Elsewhere, many hidden rankers each interpreted the world notification in their own way.
So were excited.
So felt challenged.
So grew uneasy.
But now—
They all shared one goal.
The Blood Moon Kingdom.
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