Chapter 596: Setting Sail on Steel Wings
Meanwhile, seated on the garden bench by Shepard’s tower, Julius exhaled. A deep furrow creased his brow as he observed the sky and its two burning suns.
"Four and a half months already. Just where are you, big brother?"
He shook his head, his lips twisted in a remorseful grimace. The world had changed too much, and hundreds of millions died in the flames of wars.
A new species called the were-folk invaded their province from the west, conquering one kingdom after another with their bestial limbs and physical might.
Antique humans with alarming mana affinities stormed the south, forcing the beast emperor and his growing alliance to defend it. The northern continent fell to a swarm of tier six and seven magical beasts, their devastation only stopping at Durazmarn.
He learned Moira had resurrected the Titan’s Twilight, ensuring the safety of the dwarves with the colossal artifact. His alliance tried to trade for the blueprints, but the dwarf king refused.
And in this chaotic province, deserted by Rose and her powerful army, he couldn’t help but regret his choice. He should have searched for his big brother. After all, Lin Yao perished, followed by Orion, trapped in Jadeval’s destruction.
"At least we found Orion’s corpse... But Adam’s?" A tear rolled down his cheek, despair tearing at his heart. Even his ghost essence remained lost.
He had asked Elena, Shepard, Zeph, and Maya, who had joined their alliance after the catastrophe. So when three arcanists and an archmage twisted their lips and shook their heads, his world almost collapsed.
But somehow, the person he hated the most was also the only one who believed Adam had survived.
"This cockroach died? Hahaha! He survived worse. Trust me," Gaston had said, waving his hand dismissively as everyone frowned.