As a symbiotic being, I raise children amidst the chaos.

"Why bother explaining all this to him? It's just a waste of breath and time..." After a period of calm, Xilin slowly and laboriously got up from the ground.

Her previously disheveled figure was now completely healed. Then, she suddenly opened her palm, pointing it directly at Walter Yang in front of her.

"He's going to die anyway!!" As these cold words rang out, a Void Spear gleaming with silver-white light suddenly appeared behind Sirin.

"As a heavy price for daring to fool me, pay with your lowly life!" Sirin's hateful voice echoed in the air, like the whisper of a demon.

At the same time, the silvery-white Void Spear began to tremble slightly, as if it might shoot towards Walter Yang at any moment.

"Really... Why did it turn out like this..." Upon hearing Sirin's words and seeing the Void Spear, Walter Yang's eyes widened in disbelief.

Filled with resentment, he clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, blood flowing down his fingertips, but he felt no pain at all.

“Joyce… Am I really incapable of protecting this world? Is all my effort ultimately just a futile illusion?” Walter Young murmured to himself, his voice filled with endless pain, despair, and deep self-blame.

However, at this critical moment, a calm voice drifted over, "No, you have done very well, Walter Young."

"It's no exaggeration to say that no one has done a better job than you in this matter." The speaker was none other than Chen Yuan, who had remained silent all along.

"The reason you lost is simply because of a lack of favorable timing, location, and popular support; no one was willing to stand on your side."

"Alright, Sirin, we have important business to attend to, we can't linger here any longer!" With that, Chen Yuan slowly extended his right palm toward Walter Yang.

A symbiote shot out from his palm and burrowed straight into Walter Yang's body with lightning speed.

"What...what did you do to me?" Walter Yang stared wide-eyed at the black object that was rapidly disappearing into his body.

His body tried to struggle and resist, but he found himself powerless to resist what was being drawn by fate. At this moment, Walter Yang felt incredibly frustrated, as if he were suffocating.

"Don't be nervous, it's just a little gadget. But once you understand its purpose, believe me, you'll thank me!"

After saying that, Chen Yuan's lips curled into a slightly enigmatic smile. He then clapped his hands lightly. "Alright, let's go. Xilin, let this guy figure out what happens next!"

As soon as Chen Yuan finished speaking, his figure flashed and instantly transformed into a liquid, shrinking back into Sirin's body. Sirin glanced expressionlessly at Walter Yang, who stood there dumbfounded, and let out a cold "humph" from her nose.

He then raised his hand, casually waved it in the direction of Benares, turned and walked away, leaving Walter Young lying alone on the spot.

Meanwhile, Siegfried and Theresa, completely unaware of what was happening on the central battlefield, were focused on the 'a' in front of them.

Suddenly, a deafening roar came from behind them. The unexpected sound made the two men's hearts tighten, and they quickly turned around to look.

The sight that came into view left them speechless—Benares, whom they thought had been completely defeated, had miraculously stood up again!

With a furious roar, Benares struggled to rise slowly from the dusty ground, flapping its enormous wings.

Without hesitation, he turned and sped off in the direction of Sirin. The gale-force winds he created as he flew swept past, making Siegfried and Theresa's clothes flutter wildly.

However, just as Benares was about to leave, the latter actually turned his huge head slightly and glanced at Theresa and Siegfried.

That brief glance stirred an indescribable feeling in Siegfried and Theresa. They looked at each other, both seeing a hint of doubt in each other's eyes.

Whether it was just their imagination or not, Siegfried and Theresa felt more and more that Benares had indeed been looking at them with disdain.

Meanwhile, 'a', who was quietly observing this scene from afar, saw Benares flying towards the central battlefield through his mask and couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"Huh? This is really interesting. It seems that Walter's carefully planned scheme has already taken effect..." His laughter was tinged with mystery, as if he had already foreseen everything that was about to happen.

"Now that things have developed to this point, it's time to take action... Perhaps the best option is to make that so-called First Herrscher disappear completely."

With that thought in mind, 'a' gently adjusted the hat on her head, and then walked slowly toward Walter Young with unhurried steps.

"Wait...where do you think you're going!" Just then, Siegfried, who had been closely watching the situation, suddenly shouted and quickly tried to rush forward to stop 'a's' actions.

However, unexpectedly, after only seeing 'a' glance back, an unusually violent blizzard swept in without warning, instantly obscuring Siegfried's vision completely.

When the raging blizzard gradually subsided and dissipated, the spot where 'a' had stood was now empty, and there was no trace of him to be found.

"The direction that guy went... could it be Walter's place?" Upon thinking of this, Siegfried's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and an extremely ominous premonition arose from the depths of his heart.

The latter quickly turned around, her gaze fixed on Theresa beside her, and said gravely, "I have a very bad feeling; we must speed up our journey."

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, Benares' massive body moved like a mountain and finally came to a steady stop beside Sirin.

The latter gazed silently at the majestic dragon before him, a hint of affection flickering in its eyes. It slowly reached out and gently stroked Benares's massive head.

Immediately afterward, Sirin flashed and landed on Benares's back like a light feather. "This place is too boring. I'm tired of it. Let's leave."

As soon as she finished speaking, ripples suddenly appeared in the previously calm air, forming an enormous circular portal in the blink of an eye.

Upon seeing this, Benares threw his head back and let out a series of deafening roars, as if venting his emotions.

Then, it suddenly flapped its enormous wings that blotted out the sky, creating a violent gust of air, and carried Sirin towards the sky, shooting straight into the portal like a bolt of lightning.

"No...don't...escape!" Walter Yang, who witnessed this scene, was furious. His eyes were wide open, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.

But Walter Young gritted his teeth and struggled to raise a trembling arm. A faint strength began to slowly gather in his palm.

"I... will... absolutely... not... let you succeed!" Walter Yang roared with all his might, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth.

However, his efforts were ultimately in vain; in his current state, he was simply unable to stop Celine and Benares from leaving.

Just then, a frivolous laugh suddenly rang out, "Oh dear, Mr. Walter, you're quite persistent, aren't you?"

The latter looked in the direction of the sound and saw that 'a', who had just left Siegfried not long ago, was now appearing in front of Walter Young like a ghost.

Looking at the pale-faced, barely breathing man before him, 'a' smirked and let out a contemptuous laugh. Without a second thought, he stomped his foot heavily on the man's hand.

"With your current appearance, do you think you can stop that young lady?" 'a' said coldly. "In my overall plan, that young lady is a crucial link. Only when she successfully awakens can my goal be achieved."

After saying that, 'a' slowly raised her foot, and then seemingly gently flicked it with her toe, easily flipping Walter Young's body over as if she were manipulating an object.

Immediately afterwards, he slightly opened his right hand, and with his movement, a silver light suddenly slid out from his sleeve. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a short sword gleaming with a cold light.

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