When Elf Legion Commander Feiyana walked to the Moon God's side, the Moon God saw her approaching figure.
His body twitched faintly as he tried to reach up and pull out the Spear of Judgment that had ended his life, impaled in his heart.
But his fingers were weak, and his life was draining away.
After several attempts, his hand fell limply to his side.
His once majestic silver eyes were now filled with disbelief, unwillingness, and...
"Ugh... hkk..." A broken, raspy sound escaped his throat, as if he was trying to say something,
but in the end, only more Divine Blood gushed out.
The effect of the Spear of Judgment was still active. Golden lightning coiled around his divine body like chains, continuously annihilating the last of his divine origin and preventing any form of regeneration or healing.
For a moment, a dead silence fell over the world.
The sound of the wind, of breathing, even of heartbeats, seemed to vanish in that instant.
