The demons dragged their broken limbs, struggling forward amidst the ruins. The great library was gradually collapsing, wall after wall falling outward, like gift boxes being opened to reveal their treasures to the world. The noise grew louder, and this time there was no need to gaze afar; Bologue could clearly see the battlefield of slaughter.
"So beautiful..."
Aimou released Bologue, gazing into the distance. The daisies in the sea of flowers seemed indestructible, blooming generously even when engulfed in fireworks. They emitted that stunning orange-red glow once more, just as they had seen in the Joyful Garden.
All fantasies were turning into reality, and all wishes would be fulfilled.
The hunters leaped into the sea of flowers to battle the demons. Each slash brought forth a brilliant spark, like rising fireflies, endlessly dancing across the earth.
