Chapter 2421: Danger and opportunity
Kriz’s eyes widened as the realization finally struck him.
If the higher-ups of the Aztorus Kingdom learned that the alliance had collapsed because of him—at the exact moment when the forces of the Ocean of the Blood Sun grew powerful enough to contend with Late Alpha–Omega Overgods—he would be in grave trouble. This was not a minor diplomatic misstep; it was a strategic disaster.
The consequences could be severe.
At best, he would be stripped of authority and sidelined. At worst... the Kingdom might deny him the resources needed to regenerate his severed arm. In Paradise, where power dictated worth, such a punishment was tantamount to exile.
Rage surged through Kriz’s chest.
He turned sharply toward Mirena, his gaze burning with condemnation and betrayal. Yet the woman stood firm beneath his glare, her posture calm, her expression serene—almost satisfied.
Without saying a word, Mirena brought her fist to her chest and bowed respectfully toward the Ocean of the Blood Sun. Then she turned and retreated.
The Prima Deities and ArchDeities of the Aztorus Kingdom had already concluded their battles. Seeing Mirena withdraw, they followed her in silence. Even those warriors who had arrived alongside Kriz hesitated only briefly before choosing to leave with her.
After all, once the dust settled, it was painfully clear who would stand above.
Kriz clenched his fists, nails digging into his palms. He cast one last glance toward the Ocean of the Blood Sun, hatred and frustration twisting in his eyes—but he did not dare to speak. Not in the presence of the Royal Guards.
With no other choice, he turned and left.
Only after the Blutlinie of the Aztorus Kingdom had completely withdrawn did the Royal Guards finally lower their guard.