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"Beast King, what are you trying to do?" Xi Luo resisted the pushing force while frowning and shouting.

"Haha, did you think my counter-domain was only a few meters in diameter? If I unleash it at full power, it's actually slightly larger than your Eight-Colored Realm. Didn't you want to find my location? Then come with me into the 'Starry Void Sea'!"

At this moment, the residents outside the counter-domain and the beastmen army were astonished by a peculiar sight, even halting their battles. When Chen Xuanfeng had cleaved the Heaven-Piercing Tower earlier, the stalemate made everyone aware they were at the brink of life and death. Unexpectedly, moments later, a hemispherical Eight-Colored light shield nearly a kilometer in diameter appeared out of nowhere, enveloping both the Heaven-Piercing Tower and the Crystal Palace below. Outsiders could no longer discern the changes within, only seeing the Beast King become one with his blade and charge into the light shield, after which only the shifting colors of the light remained visible.

Yet, just as everyone awaited the dissipation of the Eight-Colored shield to see who emerged victorious, they were stunned to see this colossal structure—taller than the Heaven-Piercing Tower—begin to blur. Though it wavered between solidity and illusion intermittently, it gradually faded overall. Within minutes, this realm, representing the world's most formidable power, vanished like a mirage, leaving only a spherical pit hundreds of meters deep at the heart of Broken Star Abyss.

"What on earth happened?"

No one knew what had occurred. Soldiers and civilians on both sides were utterly bewildered.

Even with their leader gone, the beastmen army's discipline kept them advancing relentlessly. In contrast, the defenders of Broken Star Abyss, having lost both the Heaven-Piercing Tower and the royal palace, saw their morale plummet. Though many brave warriors still fought, the tide was irreversible. Within two days, the remaining three walls fell one after another.

Broken Star Abyss had changed hands.

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Several days later, the beastmen army, now in full control of Broken Star Abyss, received news from the north and encountered the retreating human forces.

With Pope of the Radiant Temple Xi Luo's sudden withdrawal earlier, the frontline had become Holy War Martial Emperor Catherine's stage. Under the full might of the Saint Master, the southeastern human alliance quickly collapsed. The subsequent news of Broken Star Abyss's fall and the disappearance of the mercenary kingdom's royal family left the million-strong human army without leadership. Seizing the opportunity, Catherine launched a full assault, capturing over half the soldiers on the spot. The rest fled toward Broken Star Abyss, only to be ambushed by the beastmen army now holding the city, resulting in countless casualties. Only a handful escaped into the desert.

As Chen Xuanfeng's wife and wartime commander, Catherine, though worried about his sudden disappearance, had to rally herself. She assumed the Beast King's duties, deploying troops and managing post-war tasks while gathering mages to investigate Chen Xuanfeng's whereabouts. Half a month later, a mysterious black-robed figure visited Catherine, temporarily easing her mind. She set aside her search for Chen Xuanfeng and focused on managing the Orc Alliance's affairs.

With Broken Star Abyss secured, the Orc Alliance's war situation improved dramatically.

The vast central desert couldn't sustain a large population. The mercenary kingdom and the Kuta tribal alliance, once thriving on trade, now withered without commercial routes. Continuous orc raids ensured they posed little threat. Though half the southern continent remained in human hands, the balance of power had shifted. Facing both elves and orcs, the humans could only hold their ground, lacking the strength to attack.

The eastern continent, entirely under human control, was too distant from the west, separated by endless deserts and barriers. Without supplies routed through Broken Star Abyss, the humans recognized the futility and began withdrawing. The vast distance made future attacks by either side nearly impossible.

As for the remnants of the human army on the southwestern front, cut off from reinforcements, they were powerless. Catherine's repeated cleanup operations eliminated their combat strength, leaving refugees and stragglers with no choice but surrender.

Thus, the Orc Alliance shed the burden of a three-front war, securing the east while eyeing the south. Freed from excessive military strain, they turned to planned construction and development.

Half a year later, a silver-haired figure abruptly appeared at the center of Broken Star Abyss, now transformed into a lake. Across his back were a pair of crossed blades, and in his hand, an Eight-Colored translucent crystal sword.

Heroic Werewolf Scroll — Epilogue

The sun set in the west.

Chen Xuanfeng sat quietly in the summit garden of the highest fortress in Fontainebleau.

Beside him were his wife Catherine, the maiden Jin Luosa, and several close companions.

The only anomaly was a mysterious figure shrouded entirely in a black robe.

The silver-haired werewolf looked unusual. Having just returned from the Starry Void Sea, he should have been in his early twenties. As a Saint Master, his aging should have been five times slower than a normal human's. Yet anyone seeing him now would think: this werewolf is already in his thirties.

Age brought little practical impact to Chen Xuanfeng. Even in appearance, with his silver hair loose and stubble on his chin, he radiated greater maturity.

Moreover, his eyes now held an unfathomable radiance, mysterious and profound, evoking an involuntary sense of reverence.

But what these changes truly signified was the question weighing on Catherine and the others.

"First, Xi Luo is dead."

These were the werewolf's first words, tinged with both sorrow and regret.

The outcome was inevitable, for the young Pope's famed weapon, the Heroic Emperor's Sword, had become Chen Xuanfeng's trophy.

"I didn't defeat him. In fact, his power surpassed mine," the werewolf continued. "When I lured him into the 'Starry Void Sea,' he was thrown into confusion for a time, but the energy gathered by the Heroic Sword protected him, and I couldn't strike a decisive blow. We fought on, both gaining power, yet neither found a way to deliver the decisive strike. Once, a tidal shift of energy nearly separated us, but we fought on relentlessly."