The war lasted for less than a month. During this period of time, Myrcella felt like she had become a rich young lady.
"Commander, I looted an Epic necklace. Do you want it?"
"An Epic necklace is only worthy of our commander! The Lord of Grey Fog's End Ring! A Legendary ring … Commander, we don't intend to roll for it. Just accept it. "
"You guys … should just roll for it."
Messiah clutched her forehead as she watched the members surrounding her on the Mana Net's screen.
The Sacred Army had been fighting the Grey Fog Lord for a long time now. Currently, the expeditionary army was ranked 27th on the Achievement List.
In Messiah's opinion, this was an excellent result. Today, they had reached the final step of the raid.
If this battle against the Lord of Grey Fog were recorded in the Holy Bible, it would definitely be an epic story in which the victorious party could save the world.
However, this battle was much easier than Messiah had expected. After all, the morale of her Sacred Army was constantly high.
"You're fighting the Final Lord?"
Heroria asked. She had been exploring the dungeon with the Fuya adventurer team, so she would occasionally pay attention to the expeditionary army's progress.
"The Grey Fog Lord doesn't have much HP left. Lady Heroria, where are you?"
Messiah led the expeditionary army to a massive circular platform. The platform was large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of adventurers.
The enemy they had to face was a huge dragon.
The setting of the Final Lord of the Rift Battlefield being a Dragon was quite fitting with the ending of novels.
Messiah had heard that there were three Final Bosses in the Rift Battlefield, and she was currently raiding the last one.
This giant dragon had obviously been completely corroded by the gray fog. The scales on its body had already been dyed gray, and its roars were filled with madness.
From time to time, a large number of Grey Fog Aberrations would appear on the battlefield, causing a lot of trouble for the adventurers.
"Yorick, lead your team to clear the Grey Fog Aberrations in the surroundings … Mage Army, aim your spells at the Dragon's tail! It won't last long. "
While communicating with Herolia, Myrcella commanded the expeditionary force under her command.
The final Grey Fog Lord's roars gradually weakened under the attacks of the adventurers.
"Lady Heroria, is your character still with the Fuya adventurer team?"
Missy took the time to ask where Herolia's character was, but when she turned around to look at Herolia, her pupils shrank slightly.
There was a glaring wound on Heroria's shoulder, as if someone had slashed her shoulder with a dagger.
There was no blood flowing out of the wound. A glimmering particle replaced the blood and leaked out of the wound on Heroria's shoulder.
"Your shoulder …"
Heroria seemed to only notice the wound on her shoulder when Messiah reminded her.
"Has it started?" Heroria covered her shoulder with her hand. "Don't worry, it's just a small problem."
But as soon as Heroria's voice trailed off, there was a trace of glass shattering on one of her hands.
"This doesn't look like a small problem at all! Yorick, there's still a Grey Fog Aberration on your left! "
While Messiah was worried about Heroria's condition, she did not forget to command the Holy Army under her command.
When Messiah turned back after giving the order, Heroria's left hand had already shattered into pieces … At the same time, Messiah heard the wails of the Dragon Lord in the Rift Battlefield.
The Dragon Lord's HP was close to death. It weakly fell to the ground without any ability to resist.
"Dragon … Grey Fog … Lady Heroria, could it be that you …"
Myrcella's instincts kicked in at that moment. Her eyes darted back and forth between the Dragon Lord and Heroria in the Battlefield of Rifts.
In the end, she confirmed her guess.
"Messiah, listen to me." Heroria looked at her shattered left hand calmly, "To you humans, I've done a lot of bad things … According to the laws of the Holy Kingdom, bad things that are punishable by death."
"I know!"
Just by listening to Heroria's words, Messiah could already imagine what this Saintess had done behind the scenes.
As a knight protecting the people … As a Holy Army soldier, logic told Messiah that this Saintess was a heinous criminal.
But humans are ultimately creatures driven by emotions … When the thought of forgiving Heroria appeared in Messiah's mind, she already knew that she had … betrayed her beliefs.
"So it's normal to receive this kind of punishment. Before I leave, I'll congratulate you on becoming the hero who saved the world."
When Heroria said this, cracks began to appear on the surface of her body.
"Lady Heroria!"
Messiah had already stood up and reached out to hold Heroria's shoulder. But with just a light touch, her shoulder turned into fragments of light and disappeared.
"Be happy, the new world is about to arrive. I've also made arrangements for the Kingdom of the Holy Church. Just say that the Saintess sacrificed herself in the fight against the gray mist," Heroria said, ignoring Misai's expression that seemed like she was about to shout something.
"This is my last request, Messiah … Keep the secret and don't tell the truth to my believers."
"Heroria!" Messiah shouted Heroria's name again. This time, he didn't add the honorific 'Lady' at the end.
Heroria's shoulder had also disappeared. When Messiah reached out to grab Heroria again, he grabbed nothing. The Saintess turned into fragments of light and disappeared in front of Messiah.
Messiah looked at the golden fragments that slipped through his fingers in a daze. The sky outside the window turned blue again, but a light drizzle fell from the sky.
"Successfully killed the Blind Dragon, the Lord of the Grey Fog. Congratulations to all adventurers for saving the world once again."
This line of words from the Magic Net appeared in front of Messiah's eyes. She looked down at her hands, thinking about something.
… …
"Farewell, Mr. Josiah the Devil? (?? ▽??). "
"Your friend Heroria has gone offline."
When Josiah and Fuya killed the last Lord of the Grey Fog, Heroria sent this message to Josiah.
Josiah didn't know what this message represented for the time being.
But Josiah still didn't expect … that the war would end so quickly. It was so fast that it seemed like only two days had passed.
This made Josiah feel unreal. But the thing to do after the war was, of course, to celebrate.
The dwarves were always good at celebrating. The moment the gray fog surrounding Black Shell City completely disappeared, the dwarves started to celebrate.
The Dwarves who came as reinforcements carried a large number of barrels of ale and openly started a party in the barracks.
Josiah was naturally dragged in by Frost Axe.
"Your Highness Josiah, someone is looking for you outside."
A Devil soldier found Josiah not long after the party started.
"Is it Leuder?"
Josiah followed the Devil soldier out of the building. In this war, the Goddess of Order was basically in a state of AFK.
The sky outside the door had clearly cleared up, but it was still drizzling. Josiah came outside the building and saw the figure standing in the heavy rain … that Paladin Messiah.
"Messiah … uh … do you want to celebrate together? And where's Heroria? "
Before Josiah could finish his words, the female Paladin slowly walked in front of Josiah.
Logically speaking, after Messiah became Heroria's Paladin, they had always been in a state of binding.
"Where did Heroria go?!" Josiah stared at Messiah's cheeks. There were two obvious tear stains.
At this moment, Josiah realized that something was wrong.
Messiah did not speak. She opened her left palm to Josiah. In her palm lay a seed that was emitting a faint light.
"The seed of the World Tree …"
Josiah looked at the seed. It was the size of an apple, and its surface was engraved with a large number of dark golden inscriptions.
"You can make it germinate again, right?" Messiah asked.
"Germinate, bloom. If it wasn't for the fact that the World Tree cannot bear fruit, I reckon there would be a garden of the World Tree."
Josiah roughly understood where the seed in Messiah's hand came from.
"But Miss Messiah … if this is the World Tree of the Light Elves, I need a Light Elf …"
"I can." Messiah had already made up her mind. She said to Josiah, "Singing, acting, or live broadcasting, no matter what you do, it's not a problem!"
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