Chapter 530
Swaaaa—
As the wall evaporated, the forms of the beastfolk, sprawled out as if dead, were revealed. These were the ones who had been howling, consumed by their feral nature. The thick, ashen mist that had covered the area was already gone without a trace, likely all used up in the sealing of Kruxica.
One by one, the beastfolk who had remained conscious came into view. None of them could speak; they simply stared up at the sky in Ian’s direction with somewhat dazed expressions. As if spotting Ian standing atop the hill of rubble, their gazes began to lower one after another.
However, Ian wasn’t looking at them.
Swoosh...
Amidst the fallen beastfolk, the figure of the beastfolk Chieftain, standing alone and wreathed in a blazing red divinity, was also being revealed.
Ian met Charlotte’s reddish glint. Though her eyes were filled with exhaustion, they narrowed slightly. It was a look that seemed to ask what had just happened.
Why hasn’t the blessing disappeared yet?
Just as a completely different question popped into Ian’s mind, something fluttering caught the corner of his eye.
Thesaya was holding her horn bow in her right hand, waving it back and forth above her head. The veins around her eyes had subsided, and her face had returned to normal.
"Ian! Is it all over? Did you kill her?" she shouted the moment she caught Ian’s eye, paying no mind to the silence that had fallen over the area.
"Yeah. It’s all over," answered Ian, turning his head before pausing. He had spotted Nehat, sprawled a few steps behind him.