Silence.

The entire Sanctuary was terrifyingly quiet.

Since that head appeared, there had been no sound in the Sanctuary except for Vasini.

He silently watched everyone.

Watching their uncovered fear, anger, and caution.

This was something he couldn't see before.

In the past, he could only see the indifference in these people.

He liked this feeling.

This feeling of controlling everything.

He swore that from now on, he would hold onto this feeling and never let it go.

"... Next, I have an announcement to make."

"From today on, there will be no more family alliances. Because of the tense situation, we must unite and face our enemies together. Therefore, until we completely defeat Uttahan, all families will be under Martino's command, unified and directed by me, and everyone must follow my orders."

With these words, the already terrifyingly quiet Sanctuary became even more silent.

Many people even held their breath.

Because it was truly suffocating.

What Vasini said was almost equivalent to annexing them.

"..."

Someone opened their mouth to speak but, upon seeing Henry's still-open eyes, dared not say anything.

In the end, it was Old Kani who spoke. As he talked, he wiped the sweat off his forehead with a white handkerchief, even though the Sanctuary wasn't very hot, yet he kept sweating.

"Vasini, we're fully aware of the situation and support this wartime decision, but we must clarify one thing: when it's over, will everyone return to their respective families?"

These words expressed the thoughts of those present, and everyone nodded silently.

"What if I say no?"

This response made their throats tighten severely.

If Vasini was really determined to annex everyone, then... might as well fight?

But no one dared to take the lead.

Even Old Kani stopped speaking, just kept wiping his sweat.

After a long time, Vasini laughed: "I was joking, gentlemen, you are all my uncles and godfathers, how could I bear to do such a thing? Rest assured, when it's over, everything will be as it was."

"That's good, that's good."

"Hahaha, Vasini, you scared me."

The atmosphere finally relaxed.

Everyone quickly told some jokes and small talk to lighten the mood.

The decision was made just like that.

After returning, each family must send their capable members to Vasini within the stipulated time to form a guard, and each family must contribute money and effort.

The meeting ended, and everyone left the Sanctuary with smiles.

But once inside their cars, each person's expression became extremely somber.

What Vasini said sounded good, but who knows what the future may hold?

Moreover, what if they lose?

Vasini has only won once, can he keep winning?

If a full-scale war breaks out, they have no retreat.

Should they just surrender to Uttahan now?

But at this thought, they couldn't avoid the image of Henry's head and those unclosing eyes in their minds.

As each person struggled internally.

A fierce aura came from a certain direction.

It was an undisguised killing intent.

The people in the car were shocked and looked in that direction.

Then they saw a phantom.

A person caught between half-illusion and half-reality.

He seemed like a shadow, but with a clearly human form.

Although it was the first time seeing this person, they immediately recognized or sensed who he was.

Luca.

Luca is here!

Everyone felt a mix of surprise, joy, and fear.

The joy was that the situation might change, and they wouldn't have to be annexed by Vasini, but the fear was that if Luca, with his intense presence, truly won, would things end well for them?

Luca's arrival naturally caught Vasini's attention.

In fact, that was precisely his intention.

He had already received the news, that shortly after he left, Henry had died.

Vasini's actions were a direct challenge to his authority; he had to respond, or no one would fear him anymore.

So he came right to the outside of the Sanctuary.

He wanted to crush and kill Vasini in front of everyone.

"Vasini, die!"

Luca's voice was chaotic, blurred, just like his form.

He extended his only hand, holding something indescribable, like a black shadow, blurry and distorted.

This was the secret weapon he brought today, the true name relic—Twisted Shadow.

This relic was left by the elder of his group, with formidable power but great side effects, gradually devouring one's sanity until they become one with the shadow.

He generally didn't use it lightly but had no choice now.

As the words fell, the shadow in his hand had already been released.

The shadow covered the entire ground and quickly eroded toward the Sanctuary.

Those still in the car felt as if they were falling into the deepest darkness, their hearts growing extremely fearful.

This fear seemed to become nourishment, instantly expanding a massive shadow behind Luca, like a General wearing heavy armor, mighty and powerful, threatening to crush Vasini with a raise of its hand.

Vasini, however, showed no fear; he was inside the Sanctuary with the gods watching.

He feared nothing.

"Blasphemer, guilty beyond forgiveness!"

He raised a finger and solemnly declared, as if he truly were an ancient High Priest passing judgment on sinners.

The next moment, a black ray shot from his fingertips, piercing through the shadow.

The general-like shadow could not block the blade.

Luca, as if he had forgotten to dodge, was struck by Throat-Cutter Neil.

Throat.

His throat showed a deep bloodstain, followed by a violent gush of blood like a fountain.

Yet his expression remained vacant, as if in his final moment of life, he saw something unspeakable, invincible, absolutely sacred.

He could not tell others, but Vasini knew what he saw.

He saw God.

In the final moment, God descended with tremendous power, an overwhelming force like a tide, allowing him to bypass everything, pierce through everything, and ultimately strike down the blasphemer.

Luca knelt before the Sanctuary, clutching his throat, bowing his head as if in repentance.

From an unknown distance came singing, as if children were in chorus, distant and clear.

And far off at the Kingdom Art Center, Ethan also watched those before him bowing heads to that flushing toilet.

They seemed to be in worship.

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