Apocalypse Forecast-Chapter 716 - 586 Les Misérables_3

"I’m sorry, August. Even if you could use the Eternal Life Machine now, it’s too late to save him—he’s already dead."

August was stupefied into silence. Huai Shi lowered his head and told him seriously, "Only then did I understand. He lingered not because he wanted to live, but because he couldn’t let you go."

At the moment Condra bid farewell to the world, Huai Shi clearly saw the silent parting of his lips.

Those were his last words.

—I’m sorry.

Was it an apology to Huai Shi or a final message for August? Perhaps it was both.

He was unable to prevent his adopted son from falling into despair, nor could he alleviate the pain and torment that filled Hell. The man left his final apologies and welcomed his own end with a smile.

But one thing Huai Shi could be certain of was that, until his death, Condra had no regrets about his actions.

He had no regrets about being consumed by Hell in place of August.

He had no regrets about sacrificing his last hope to save Huai Shi.

"He would rather fall to such depths forever than let you make such a mistake," Huai Shi said.

Huai Shi’s Sword Blade fell again, smashing the chains on August’s body. "This is the second time he’s saved you. Don’t let him down again."

In that instant, the Superior instinctively placed his hand on the Curved Knife’s hilt, wary of August’s potential desperate struggle. But the man remained dazed.

Just staring blankly at Huai Shi.

For a long, long time, his expression twitched. It was unclear whether he was crying or laughing, as if a torn soul were being pieced back together.

Even though he had regained his freedom, the pain was as if he had lost everything.

A silent sob.

"If you want a judgment, go find the Great Grandmaster and the Director of Affairs yourself. They will judge your actions. But I won’t. I have more important matters to attend to." Huai Shi dismissed the Sword Blade with a wave of his hand and reached out. "Give me the Ring of Nibelungen, and go."

August said nothing more.

He lifted his hand. The dim Ring of Nibelungen on his index finger slowly dissipated. Then, in the blink of an eye, it appeared on Huai Shi’s fingers.

In an instant, the slumbering Frost Giant Army was connected under Soloist’s Stigma.

The dim ring shone with a fiery glow.

As Huai Shi moved forward, a chilling winter wind suddenly swept across the front of the Undead Army Formation.

The slumbering Frost Giants emerged from the icy wind, respectfully kneeling on one knee, awaiting the Superior’s command.

Before Huai Shi’s eyes, the outer shell of the massive tower peeled away layer by layer. It crashed to the earth amidst a roaring noise, revealing complex machinery and countless changing structures within.

Between heaven and earth, the Central Tower now stood fully unfolded!

Dozens of bridges connected the incoming modules and buildings, forming this everlasting miracle.

An endless blaze rose from the tip of the Eternal Frozen Heart. It scattered the blood rain and the Burning Wind that enveloped all of Hell, tearing through the eternal Dusk.

Grass and trees proliferated, all things sprang to life, and a sweet scent blew in the wind.

In the midst of never-ending, despairing cries, a paradise of utmost beauty descended here.

The Heavenly Kingdom is established upon Hell.

"Let’s go, everyone." Huai Shi turned back to the Legion behind him and told them, "The end is near. Since we have arrived late, let’s not keep them waiting any longer..."

Be it this war or the painful past... All of it would finally come to an end.

It was at that moment, within the framework of the Iron Crystal Throne, that black ink markings finally emerged on the cover of the void book. Crisscrossing, an unseen hand inscribed the title, laying the foundation for the miracle.

—"Les Misérables"!