Divine smoke wafted gently, imparting a calming essence. Cheers resounded, enveloping the towering sacred platform.
However, even amid the fragrance of divine smoke and the shouts of tens of thousands of legions, Kuluka, standing high above, couldn't find peace of mind. He felt an indescribable bitterness spreading from his heart to the corners of his mouth. His thoughts raced, his eyes flickering, and then he suddenly grasped the sacrificial Obsidian Dagger, pressing it against his own heart!
"Honored War God Elder!… You are forcing me to leap into the bottomless Abyss! It seems, to maintain the Alliance and the Kingdom, I have no choice but to sacrifice myself, dying on this sacrificial platform!…"
"Hmm? Leap into the bottomless Abyss, sacrifice oneself?!…"
