The fate of Olympian God Mountain had been sealed.
The remaining cleanup and integration tasks were naturally left to others within the Empire.
Having witnessed the curse of a Sage Lord-level witch being easily broken and the witch herself instantly killed, all the powerful beings observing the battle felt an overwhelming fear and confusion regarding Kaos's rank.
However, a few of the oldest beings among them sensed a faint, indescribable familiarity from the final blow.
The years were too long, and the flow of time had dulled their memories, so they could not immediately recall where this feeling of familiarity stemmed from.
"Peace Committee... they are definitely going to intervene, right?"
"Silas's decision to flee is probably a gamble on this, hoping that the Crossbridge Empire will be destroyed, and then, when the time comes, he will raise his hand to preserve the basic foundation of God Mountain."
