At this moment, everyone witnessed what faith means, what a race means. Although they are very weak, they are exceptionally united.
Emperor Amariel looked at one after another of his kind who were burning up, and slowly opened his own hands.
Dorami and others flocked towards Emperor Amariel.
Amariel embraced Dorami and others, and the rest of his kind also gathered around, hugging one another, like a blazing blue bonfire.
Countless blue lights rose up, drifting into the vast starry sky, like stars, destined for unknown destinations.
Everyone's eyes were wet, silently watching Dorami and the others depart. From this moment on, the vast universe star sea lost another race.
After a long while, everything returned to calm, the vast starry sky with only desolate wreckage left, and the empty Dandelion Fortress and Wind Shuttle ships.
