Above the sky, the roses that fill the heavens have now beco eternal.
That breathtaking figure, like blooming flowers, in a white dress flowing gracefully, is etched into the souls of all the residents.
Many people, until the day they die, still vividly rember this scene, boasting with excitent to their descendants about the peerless elegance of the Northern Flower.
The top figures of Lorand City were all silent at this mont.
Their emotions were incredibly complex.
Although they were ntally prepared, Firina’s might had far exceeded their expectations.
Even a god could not stop her steps... Is this the true power of the Empire’s new star?
Perhaps, in the future of the Northern Territory, the glory of the Lorand Clan can continue for another thousand years!
Outside the city, Lear’s pupils reflected that breathtakingly beautiful figure.
The blooming roses, so dazzling, so prominent, so stunning.
Angel Investor, you are far more exceptional than I anticipated.
The road is long, but let’s keep moving forward.
In an instant, he steeled his will, turned around, and didn’t look back again.
The Swamp Giant-Horned Deer King felt sothing, imdiately striding through the air, galloping away into the void.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared beyond the city walls, never once looking back.
Above the sky, Firina seed to sense sothing, subconsciously turning her head to glance outside the city.
She only saw a blurred figure disappearing...
Her deep eyes, bright as starlight.
Seeing like this, what will you think?
She let out a slow breath, collecting her thoughts, looking at the arena shattered and covered by rose flowers.
Her slender, fair right hand extended, fingers twirling.
In the next mont, those blooming flowers enveloped the arena’s debris, shrinking, gathering towards the center little by little.
Then, as if erased by a rubber, taking with it the arena and semi-statue remnants, vanished without a trace along with Firina.
The sky returned to its usual calm, the noon sun glaringly bright.
The residents of Lorand City looked at the empty sky, an indescribable emotion brewing within their hearts.
"Did Princess Firina... really force a god to retreat?!"
"Did we... succeed?!"
"I knew it, Princess Firina is unmatched!! Her Highness is the light of Lorand City!"
Gradually coming to their senses, the crowd began to discuss passionately, their voices growing louder and louder.
A series of events had already brought their emotions to a peak, and now they finally found an outlet to release it.
They loudly discussed the extraordinary nature of this battle, and enthusiastically talked about the power of that lady.
It was unclear who suddenly called out Firina’s na, then the surrounding crowd began to chant in unison, spreading rapidly like a virus.
Until finally, the entire city was calling out one na... Firina.
The resounding voices echoed far and wide...
Sensing the commotion outside, Duke Changge took a deep breath, his gaze sowhat complex.
"We are old... the future is ultimately the world of the young."
The lady in the black robe with a cold temperant behind him was also a bit moved.
"Duke, Miss Wenna is not inferior to anyone..."
Duke Changge’s gaze softened significantly.
"Wenna... it is us who have caused her hardship, she should have had a brighter future."
The lady in the black robe shook her head.
"Duke, this is not your fault."
Sensing the atmosphere was off, she quickly changed the subject.
"I have long heard of Princess Firina’s extraordinary nature; I didn’t expect she has already forged her own path... Duke, I thought of—the God of Mirth."
Duke Changge was silent for a mont, then spoke slowly.
"That path is not easy... Over the years, how many geniuses have tried, but how many have succeeded?!"
"And even the God of Mirth can’t be considered truly successful..."
Saying that, he waved his hand.
"Let’s not talk about this, wait for Firina to return..."
"Perhaps, she might beco a pioneer, who knows?"
Soon, the breathtaking figure who shattered the arena reappeared in the hall.
This ti, the crowd looked at her with eyes filled with fervent admiration and genuine respect.
No longer was there any doubt.
At this mont, the Northern Flower in these top figures’ minds had risen to the summit.
Strength is the best testant.
"Ladies and gentlen, the Beastman army will attack again soon, and next ti, they won’t be as rash as this ti."
"They will certainly be prepared to deal with those above the Extraordinary."
"The safety of Lorand City rests on the shoulders of everyone here."
Firina’s tone remained calm, with no excitent or pride from shattering the God of Combat’s treasure or forcing the Beastman God to retreat.
The crowd, upon hearing this, looked at her with even more respect, all bowing in agreent.
Even Duke Changge, who himself was an Extraordinary, rose to respond.
In a world full of crises, the strong hold the right to speak.
The scene just now proved that this excessively young girl could control the fate of Lorand City, even the entire Northern Province.
The scene in Lorand City paused briefly, then spread madly to surrounding cities.
The upper echelons of the Griffin Empire quickly learned of all this.
After the initial shock, they imdiately began preparing resources, dispatching troops, ready to aid the Northern Province.
The war by the Beastman Empire to divert internal conflicts would be extrely brutal.
And Firina, the key figure who shattered the Bloody Arena, beca the focus once again.
She had not yet stepped into the Extraordinary but already wielded such power.
When she continues to advance... how powerful will she beco?!
She will undoubtedly be the core in dealing with the Beastman war.
...
Lear at this mont could no longer explore the upcoming storm in the Northern Province.
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