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eadx ();? At this moment, the entire colored stone castle was completely silent. They stared blankly at the black body falling from the sky to the ground, letting out muffled sounds.

A Saint realm expert!

They had personally witnessed the death of a powerful, suffocating Saint. Many of them still hadn't recovered from their shock.

"This … this …"

Slow's heart was thumping incessantly. He pointed to the sky, his mouth agape and unable to speak.

"Master, what do we do now?" At this moment, the soldiers who had finished reorganizing the troops came over and asked.

"Retreat immediately!"

Without a second thought, Slough ordered,

No one objected. In less than a quarter of an hour, all of Holy Empire's armies had been completely evacuated.

At this time, the headless god corpse moved, and its body descended like a demon god. It landed in front of the three and suddenly stood still.

What a strong aura!

The destructive power of the headless god's corpse made the two sisters shudder, and in the middle of it, Juliana's face revealed an envious expression, when would she also have a corpse puppet like this? In that instant, she couldn't help but have the thought of learning Necromancy, but then she smiled bitterly, this is simply impossible.

"Everyone, be careful!"

Seeing the headless god corpse descending from the sky, Ron's expression changed greatly.

"What's wrong?"

Kathleen asked, looking at Ron's terrified eyes and then at the headless god corpse standing there blankly. "That's nothing, isn't it?"

"Huh?"

Ron was also somewhat surprised. Hadn't this headless god corpse never been under his control before? How could this be? He tried to control the headless god corpse, and under his efforts, the god corpse slowly raised a hand.

"Ga —"

When Ron saw this, he was both surprised and happy. Didn't this mean that he could finally control the headless god corpse? Remembering that this powerful zombie, capable of killing Saints, had finally become his puppet, a smile blossomed on Ron's face.

The first thing he did was to share this news with Grandpa Holmerin, but after a few calls, he didn't respond. It seemed as though Wharton had consumed a great deal of spiritual energy in his battle against Wharton, and his soul had suffered quite a bit of damage as well, so he had returned to his soul ring to rest.

"Eldest Miss …"

At this point, Elfa and Laughan finally arrived on horseback, and were delighted to see that they were both safe.

Looking at the now vanished Multicolored Stone Fortress, a wave of sighs passed through his heart. He asked, "Eldest Miss, what do we do now?"

Juliana looked at Elfa, who was standing to the side. Elfa smiled, "Although the Painted Rock Castle is no longer here, we are glad that we have managed to open the material passage and completed the plan. Next, we, the Roland Empire, will provide you with an endless flow of assistance from the border cities …"

"That's great!" She had been looking forward to this day for a long, long time. She had been begging everywhere for help and she had been frustrated over and over again. This time, with the help of Elfa, the Roland Empire finally officially intervened.

After opening up the material tunnels, the territory of the Ebia was finally united. They no longer had to hide around, and with the assistance of the Roland Empire, it was only a matter of time before they could unify the kingdom.

Juliana was full of confidence about the future. She looked at Elfa with eyes filled with traces of sweet feelings.

At this moment, Kathleen said worriedly, "Sis, if Holy Empire comes back, what should we do? "Even the Holy Church is interfering …"

Elfa smiled faintly. "There's no need to worry about that. With a Saint realm expert dead here, I believe Holy Empire and Holy Church will be extremely cautious. They shouldn't make any big movements during this period of time …"

The loss of a Saint realm expert was a great loss for the Holy Church, but right now, Ron couldn't care less. He had long fallen out with them, so he would do whatever he had to do. Besides, with the headless god corpse, Ron was no longer afraid of them.

"Well, don't we still have Ron?" He winked at Juliana.

"Ron, stay here. If you can help us restore the Kingdom of Ebia, you will be the prince of my country …"

Ron shook his head.

"This —" Juliana looked helplessly at Elfa, who threw up her hands in a gesture of helplessness. She could only look to her sister for help; it would be much better for Catherine to persuade Ron to stay, and Juliana could see that Ron was still very good to his sister.

However, this time, Kathleen purposely did not see her sister's pleading gaze. Instead, she said, "Ron, I'll keep my promise and let the children follow you back to the academy. When the time comes, I'll come visit you at the academy …"

Ron understood. He smiled at Catherine and said softly, "Thank you! "Catherine..."

A wave of warmth rose from Catherine's heart. She blushed and lowered her head in embarrassment, but her heart felt sweet.

Juliana's face had already completely fallen down as she thought to herself fiercely, "You damned girl, you don't need a sister anymore after you get a man. To think that I would be so good to you …"

With the headless god corpse, Ron was no longer afraid of anyone threatening him. His gaze swept over everyone slowly, and all of them wore expressions that seemed to be trying to please him. No matter what, they did not dare to offend him.

Strength, this was strength. For the first time, Ron enjoyed the taste of strength. Although this strength did not belong to him, in the eyes of others, he was already a Saint.

"Where are they?" said Ron proudly, his voice carrying a note of authority.

No one noticed this point. On the contrary, they all felt that it was natural.

She looked at the headless god corpse beside her with a hint of fear in her eyes. She spoke carefully while trying her best, "Ron, your injuries are so severe. I think we should go back to Dawn City to heal first. I'll go find a priest for you …"

"No need. Tell them to come over, I'll take them and leave immediately!" said Ron without hesitation.

Juliana was stunned, "But your injuries..."

Ron smiled as he took out Zombie Aryan from his spatial space. Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, his injuries were quickly healed, and he then used Death Bind to heal Speck.

When this was done, Ron turned back to Juliana and said coldly, "Can I go now?"

Juliana couldn't help it, so she informed Ron that Vivian and the children who had been following the Eberian Rebellion had been brought over.

The children were delighted to see Ron in such a state, and full of anticipation for his future trip to Baroque.

… ….

Mount Hyjal. The palace of the gods.

"Bang!" A cup fell heavily to the ground, shattering into pieces …

"You … What did you say? " The Holy Emperor, Ernst, was wearing a crimson robe. Right now, he was filled with shock and confusion, as well as a strong sense of anger.

The attendant stood in front of Ernst. Clearly, he was terrified, and said with a tremble, "Lord Pope, according to the news that came from Ebia, Lord Wharton …" Lord Wharton … Already. Your Holiness, please take care of your health …. "

Although he did not say those two words, the Pope had already guessed it. He painfully closed his eyes and weakly sat on the throne.

"Impossible. How did Wharton die?" How could Ron possibly kill Wharton? "

Ernst took a deep breath. With these questions in his mind, his gaze fell upon the war report in the servant's hands. He said in a low voice, "Give me that report …"

"Yes, Your Holiness, here …" the waiter said, handing over the report.

Holding the report in his hand, Ernst endured the pain in his heart, reading the report line by line. He read it carefully, not missing a single word.

The report was submitted by a military commander named Si Luo. He had also submitted a copy to the Holy Church when he was reporting to the Holy Empire. This report was also signed by a military commander of the Holy Crusaders.

The report was very detailed, detailing the events that had occurred between the two sides. Only after Wharton had died, with a Saint-level combatant having been slain in such a manner, did Slow not dare to hide anything. He reported everything in detail.

After reading the report, Pope Ernst looked as if he had aged several decades. He collapsed onto the throne, his face filled with grief. The battle report in his hand also fell to the ground.

"Your Holiness, what has happened has happened. It is more important to take care of your health …" The waiter leaned forward and whispered.

"I'm fine!" Pope Ernst waved his hand gently. "Go call them over. The meeting …"

Naturally, he knew who the 'they' in the Pope's mouth were.

On a large rectangular table, all the hall masters of the Sacred Nine Palace were gathered together.

The Temple of the Metaphor, Pope Ernst, Palace of Judgment, Hall of Light, Grand Magistrate Nord; Hall of Judgment, Judge of Light Ivan; Hall of Honor, Head of the Knights of Holy Light, Boulder; Hall of Order, Consul of Light, Olive; Temple of Redemption, Priest Imena; Hall of Guardian, Guard Commander Herrin; Temple of Faith, Archbishop Dorkit.

Only the seat of the Pious Palace was empty. That was where Wharton was, and he was no longer present.

The atmosphere was heavy. Apart from the Pope, everyone else had just received the news.

Wharton's departure was a tremendous blow to the Holy Church. Although there were factions within the Church, and although some of the nine Palace Lords might be unhappy with Wharton, to outsiders, losing Wharton meant that the Holy Church's power would drop by a level. From the nine Saints to the eight Saints.

"Tell me about it!" The Pope Ernst let out a long sigh and was the first to break the silence. His voice was a little hoarse. "Anger and grief aren't methods. The key thing now is how to deal with the aftermath …"

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