Duke Meistan’s figure appeared hundreds of meters in the air. He paused there for a while before crashing to the ground like a meteor.

His last moments were filled with utmost astonishment as his vitality dispersed rapidly. He glanced at Qianye with all the strength he had left, “You… you…”

Qianye watched the duke until there were no signs of life left in him before raising his head. Countless sanguine threads shot out in all directions, reaping the lives of the duke’s followers within a hundred meters radius. His figure then flickered away and vanished over the horizon.

In the depths of the void, there was a giant airship shrouded perpetually in pale flames. The Eternal Flame, in his flame form, was hovering in the control room as he listened to the military reports.

The first part of this report was about the happenings on Serafis Continent, where the situation was deteriorating rapidly. Five marquis and two duke families had suffered severe damage; a number of smaller families were also implicated, but count families and below weren’t included in the emergency report.

Halfway through the presentation, the Eternal Flame picked up...