Moreover, even without considering these, it doesn't matter. With the "Butterfly of All Things" present, even a Sword Saint can't easily get within five steps of him.
Others might be boasting, but Luo Yan truly dares to clash with a Demigod now, with over thirty percent confidence in not being at a disadvantage.
As for Rolandar, or soone like Elder Zakro, who once pushed him to the brink of despair... he now has ten thousand ways to crush them... as easily as crushing an ant.
This was supposed to be a mont of joy.
Yet at this mont, Luo Yan's heart felt no joy at all, not even able to calm down and ditate to condense that surging power into his body.
As for the reason—
It's naturally because of Erin.
After the previous battle ended, Luo Yan took her, unconscious, away from the center of the explosion to this place, away from the sounds of fighting.
The glow of the bonfire reflected on her pale face.
Her once sun-like golden hair had faded to a silvery gray. And her usually resolute, delicate brows and eyes were now tightly knitted in pain, invoking heartache.
With a Platinum Level strength, challenging two levels higher at the Purple Crystal Level was indeed too much, even with the aid of Divine Artifact and Saint Xi's protection.
To protect her subordinates, she overused the "Light of Praise" power, completely exhausting her life force, entering a near-death state.
This near-death state was unlike ordinary injuries, but a depletion on the soul level, or rather the burning of her lifespan, not sothing a few healing magic spells could cure.
It's like healing magic can't cure congenital disabilities.
The na Erin Campbell beca history the mont she decided to kill Rolandar at all costs.
She used herself as a sacrifice to perform the exchange miracle.
Looking at that heartbreaking profile, Luo Yan felt a complex emotion for the first ti, one he'd never experienced before.
This smart, brave, and kind-hearted girl always beca imnsely "reckless" when those around her were in danger.
She would rather sacrifice herself than use her subordinates' lives as a wager, to gamble for a victory that might arrive if they just held on a bit longer.
People always cherish dreams of things they don't possess themselves.
Luo Yan thought this must be the kind of feeling he had; she did sothing he would never... or at least wouldn't do in that way.
Actually, standing from the position of the Demon King, he knew that leaving things alone was the best choice.
The Campbell family's descendants are the arch-enemies of the Demon King.
The fall of a hero is undoubtedly a great boon for the Demon King. Being able to use the hand of Chaos to remove this future trouble is even more delightful.
The royal family of Campbell Duchy would thus be plunged into turmoil, forced to end their expedition to Twilight Province, leaving the long dining table sharing the spoils before dawn.
And Erin's brother Edward would rely even more urgently on him as this "external force," to balance the internal opposition.
Many feudal nobles had long been displeased with this Duke, as no matter how wealthy the Campbell people were, they wouldn't share their wealth, but rather take away the powers monopolized by them.
Perhaps Erin's death would be their opportunity to act.
They could even use her death to weave a conspiracy, inciting the already divided public opinion in Thunder City...
Those farrs who had just gained freedom might wish to return even more than the nobles.
Luo Yan thought for a long ti and couldn't see any downside to letting Erin die, but looking at that heartbreaking face, he softened in the end.
He admitted that his initial contact with Erin wasn't with the noble intentions she imagined.
However, life often turns pretense into genuine feelings.
At least, she was a friend worthy of respect.
Perhaps—
This is also one of the "karmic winds" produced by the Thoughts of All.
Luo Yan could clearly feel, besides the quiet night breeze, the karmic wind was also blowing above his head...
Including that self standing in the Holy Light, still watching over him from the void.
"My ga isn't over yet, for you to exit the stage now… is a bit too tactless."
Luo Yan said softly, giving himself an excuse for his soft-heartedness.
He reached out, placing his palm on the gradually cooling forehead, wiping away the cold sweat with his warm palm.
Now there are two ways to save her.
But it seems only one is the most dignified.
Luo Yan took out the milk tooth Vivian had given him from the Space Ring.
Under the glow of the fire, the small fang emanated a pearl-like sheen, seeming surprised at this unexpected script.
The Colin family had never turned such a powerful Chosen One into a Blood Race, after all, Prince Colin's own title was only a Duke.
Luo Yan undid Erin's collar, gently placing it on her gradually cooling chest, close to that heart which had waned.
"I will grant you, new life."
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