In the Star Realm.

At the moment Stuart began reincarnating.

The power of the Filthy Moon soared to its peak, enveloping several world groups around it.

In an instant.

The filthy power obscured the eyes of the World Will.

And right then, a piece of information quietly reincarnated.

The exhausted Chloe finally reached his limit.

He looked at Abigail and softly said:

"Sorry, for staying with me for so long."

"It's okay, brother."

"Next time... you must find me. By then, although I will be very cautious and worry about your bad intentions, we will soon draw close again."

His eyes grew heavier.

In a daze.

He heard the roar of the Demon Hall.

Unable to bear the losses any longer, the Demon Hall began to retaliate at all costs.

And the first target was the Blood Race, unprotected by any strong figures.

"Let the Blood Race sink into eternal damnation."

But.

A twisted phantom, dragging a weak body, blocked him.

"Filthy Moon Demon King, are you going to stop me again?"

Chloe said nothing, merely adopting a combative stance.

The Demon Hall was so furious it almost leaped forward.

But...

It still halted its actions, silently retreating half a step.

"You are about to reincarnate, you cannot protect them forever."

"No matter, once my child rises, it will be enough."

The time is still long ahead.

The Demon Hall was practical.

It didn't believe there was anyone who could stop it after Chloe's death.

It really felt like it was just one step away from going mad.

But the Filthy Moon Demon King still steadfastly said:

"Battle?!"

The Demon Hall took a heavy breath: "We shall return."

At this moment, a Red Moon shone brightly.

It surprisingly replaced the light of the Filthy Moon at this moment, enshrouding the Blood Race.

The Will of the Demon Hall at this moment finally realized something.

"You all!"

"Leave." Chloe said coldly.

After a long while.

Driven to a rage, the Demon Hall finally chose to leave.

...

Chloe's consciousness grew heavier.

Before falling into eternal sleep, he heard a familiar voice:

"You're very tired, aren't you."

In the twisted void.

He saw a phantom shrouded by the Blood Moon.

"Liszt..."

"I'm already dead, what's left here is just an unwilling reflection."

"I'm very sorry."

"It's okay, someone has to do it." Liszt slowly came to his side and said, "Your Highness, where do you think our Blood Race will head towards?"

"I don't know."

"I believe the Blood Race should move towards a strong and proud future, unafraid of any challenges, not hiding in the shadows, but bathing in sunlight, like... other races.

Everyone can stand equally in the forest of the world, on this land, they will be recognized, they will struggle, they will communicate, and they will step towards death.

Not to exploit others, but to advance towards greater goals."

Chloe fell silent.

In truth.

He had never seen such a world.

Even... he doubted there would be a chance to see it in the future.

"In the future... will the Blood Race bathe in sunlight? Will they coexist peacefully with others?"

Liszt's voice was as gentle as bubbles blown away by the wind.

Chloe suddenly looked up.

"You told me you were once one of the Seven Heroes, but not just one of the Seven Heroes, Your Highness... you must be someone from the future."

Chloe stayed silent.

"This secret won't be known by anyone, after all, I'm just an illusion, Death God cannot take knowledge from me, so, please tell me."

Chloe remained silent.

He was from the future, something not to be told to others.

"If my guess is right, then please close your eyes."

In Liszt's phantom, tears fell.

When Chloe opened his eyes, he saw Liszt smiling at him, saying:

"I can no longer do anything for Your Highness, so, please let me share your burden."

"Liszt, how can I thank you for your help over the years?"

"Then please, when the Blood Race goes crazy, help me stop them, this is not our original intention."

"Original intention?"

"To create a world where no race is discriminated against, where everyone can live happily together."

"That would be very difficult."

"There will be successors who will become me." Liszt's phantom hesitated for a moment, finally speaking, "Your Highness, in the future... did the Blood Angel's plan succeed?"

Chloe nodded with difficulty.

Liszt let out a long, relieved laugh: "Then the children should be very happy."

The phantom gradually faded away.

Revealing a Red Moon behind it.

Chloe felt a sense of longing.

"Liszt, your Blood Angel has already descended."

...

In the void.

The Filthy Moon began to crumble.

The roots of the World Tree intertwined around the Filthy Moon, slowly burrowing into it:

"Brother, it will be okay, I won't let the reincarnation fail."

The silent Filthy Moon entwines with the World Tree.

Twisted and mad energies begin to be guided into the World Tree.

Abigail's gaze gradually turns chaotic and mad.

She keenly senses that, along with the heavy intake of negative energy and various negative forces, her brother's mind also starts to become muddled.

This is not a good sign.

He may completely go insane under the endless accumulation of negative pollution.

She absolutely cannot allow this to happen.

The voice of The Stars suddenly appears by her ear:

"My child, you are already weary. If you continue to absorb the root evil, you will get into trouble."

Abigail lifts her head to look at the sky.

"Mother Goddess?"

This warm breath comes from the Will of the Stars that single-handedly created the Elf Race.

She feels the regret in the Mother Goddess' voice.

He says:

"Your consciousness will be torn in half under the negative pollution, possibly never again to see clarity."

"I know."

"You will be imprisoned on the Filthy Moon, losing freedom, trapped in a cage, until the Filthy Moon takes everything from you again."

"I know."

"You will become the Desire Mother Tree."

"It's okay."

"You will find it hard to meet with him among the stars again, and once you step into the starry sky, the whole world will be your enemy."

Abigail softly says:

"It's okay, as long as I can see him again."

The Stars fall silent.

A moment later, a tear falls from the indistinct face of The Stars, he says:

"Then split, my most precious jewel."

In the roar.

The World Tree swaying in the void begins to twist.

Filthy forces shift from the Filthy Moon to the World Tree.

Abigail feels as if something new is hatching inside her body.

She is afraid.

Afraid of disappearing just like this.

Yet she still covers her mouth and gently says to that newborn life:

"You... do not harm him."

In the Star Realm.

The arrogant Filthy Moon Demon Monarch faces his end.

Suddenly.

A sound of explosion is heard.

A twisted tentacle that tears through heaven and earth suddenly lashes towards the merging Chloe information.

A luminescent green giant sword suddenly flies out, blocking the attack.

Demon Prince Demogorgon roars angrily:

"Glazter, what are you doing?"

"Stopping you, isn't it obvious?"

In the murky darkness, Wu An's shadow blended with the darkness slowly emerges.

He coldly looks at Demogorgon, his gaze sharp like a demon.

"Do you know what you're doing? You're actually protecting our Abyss's enemy?"

The double-headed baboon Demogorgon's eyes are filled with rage: "If he successfully reincarnates, we will have big trouble later. Our struggle can wait; now we must stop him and kill him while the God of Growth and Forest is influenced by the Filthy Moon!"

He thought by telling this to Wu An it would warrant some consideration.

However, what made this Demon Prince even angrier was Wu An's attack fell again, intercepting him charging forward.

Wu An's eyes are full of madness, he roars:

"That's exactly why I need to stop you."

"After he has eaten part of your True God Traits, you're still helping him?"

"No, I'm helping myself," Wu An calmly says, "The problem is with you all; it's you who broke the Abyss's oath."

Demogorgon's gaze becomes ferocious.

"Oaths and such, I don't care. I just want him dead."

Wu An chuckles self-deprecatingly:

"Even with two heads, you are just a monkey. You're the strongest Demon Prince, yet you aren't qualified to become an Abyssal Monarch."

He pulls out the Acidic Giant Sword, pointing at Demogorgon:

"Choosing the Abyss is not just choosing chaos and madness, but also choosing a way to die.

I once chose to die at your hands, but you cherish life too much, lacking the spirit to be a king.

Now, I have a new choice.

Leave, baboon. He is my prey. Either I kill him, ascend the great throne, or he kills me, proving my recklessness."

Wu An's gaze is calm.

Even though he is now missing an arm, the aura he exhibits at this moment is stronger than Demogorgon in his better state.

The baboon roars furiously but ultimately leaves reluctantly.

At this time.

The forces on the Filthy Moon have nearly scattered.

Leaving behind a highly concentrated Divine Force, entangled on the shattered body of the Filthy Moon Demon Monarch.

That's Chloe's hand.

A hand filled with endless Divine Force.

On the gradually cooling Filthy Moon, a broken Battle Halberd handle, wrapped with a Battle Banner, at some point unknown.

Wu An quietly watches that [flagpole], suddenly feeling threatened.

He realizes that he might face deadly danger because of this thing in the future.

But.

Unexpectedly, he did not choose to take this dangerous weapon with him.

"One day, we'll fight again. Let's see who becomes whose prey."

He takes up the remnants of the Thunderous Battle Halberd, which might pose a crisis to him in the future, and throws it in the direction of the Stars Continent.

Then he takes up that hand filled with Divine Force, already turned to stone.

Wu An laughs wildly to the sky.

The countless years' battle between him and Demon Prince Demogorgon has made him somewhat weary.

How fortunate it is, this tired body desires to fight again.

How could he allow a mere Demon Prince to interrupt his decisive battle?

"Spear Hero, come kill me, I'm waiting in the future."

"Let me see, are you the king sending me into the end!"

Wu An Glazter slowly steps into the Abyss.

But this time.

Something seems to have changed within him.

The madness of this so-called strongest Demon Monarch has reached a new height, faintly touching something higher.

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