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The first battle between humanity and the Tao Tie Civilization had come to an end, and there were no victors.
The final outcome left Heishi in ruins, with direct economic losses amounting to 70 billion, a death toll of 10,000, and another 10,000 missing. Humanity's only achievement was reclaiming Heishi from the grasp of the Tao Tie Civilization.
What did the Tao Tie Civilization sacrifice? Merely a Great Cross Ship and ten transport vessels.
Was this a glorious victory? Clearly not; the results could even be described as ugly.
What was the impact? It greatly boosted human morale in the fight against the Tao Tie Civilization.
The presence of Xiong Bing Lian served as a stabilizing force, giving all the soldiers a sense of reliance. They firmly believed that as long as Xiong Bing Lian was around, they would eventually drive the Tao Tie Civilization off Earth.
This was a well-intentioned lie; in truth, anyone with sense knew that even if humanity emerged victorious in this battle, it would still be a pyrrhic victory—no one would truly be a winner.
As the greatest contributor to this effort, Xiong Bing Lian attended the victory banquet, where an amusing incident occurred: Liu Chuang inadvertently found Glen's "farewell letter" recorded for his family.
Courage is not frightening; what is truly terrifying is losing confidence. If anyone gained the most from this battle, it was Glen, who regained his faith. No longer timid, he became a solid support for Xiong Bing Lian.
Watching Glen surrounded by others, Shasha chuckled softly. He had a likable nature; though he seemed clumsy, he was unexpectedly straightforward. Shaking her head, she took her drink and stepped out onto the balcony of the banquet hall.
The starry sky was gone; even if it was invisible to the naked eye, everyone knew that Giant Gorge City was shrouded in the smoke of war and dark clouds that would not easily disperse.
"You don't seem like someone who doesn't fit in," Rosa said unexpectedly as she appeared.
Dressed in a black evening gown that accentuated her fair skin and curvy figure, she drew attention. Yet her demeanor revealed her discomfort; it was clear she wasn't accustomed to such settings or attire.
"I thought you would never come to talk to someone as selfish as me," Shasha replied with a smile, taking a sip of her drink. It sounded teasing but carried more playful sarcasm than malice.
Rosa's face flushed as she turned her cheek. "After all, our positions are different."
"Yes, different positions," Shasha replied with a faint smile, shifting the conversation. "But since I've come to this world, I naturally have to do something."
Not knowing how to respond, Rosa asked another question, "Why didn't you make any demands after this battle? The contract seemed to be well-prepared."
"Actually, I just don't want to be constrained. As for profiting from the dead, I haven't thought about that for now."
Just like Shasha once was, he didn't need anyone to understand him; he acted on his whims. At that time, Rosa thought he was disregarding humanity's survival and still concerned about profits at such a critical moment, but what he truly wanted was quite simple.
Rosa finally understood Shasha's thoughts, though it was awkward because some of the things she had said earlier were hard to take back.
Noticing Rosa's embarrassment, Shasha smiled nonchalantly. "Don't take it to heart. Did I ever take your words to heart? We should just interact as we always have."
With a sense of self-deprecation and relief, Rosa nodded gently and smiled brightly.
Shasha was taken aback; if he remembered correctly, this was the first time he had seen Rosa smile. He couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration for the beauty behind her smile, though he never voiced the thought that she should smile more often.
After the celebration banquet ended, Reina searched for Shasha's figure. When she spotted him on the balcony, she walked over with a smile. However, when Rosa appeared beside him, her smile froze, leaving her in a dilemma.
Meanwhile, Qilin was also searching for someone but found nothing after a while, leaving only disappointment.
In this celebration banquet, who found joy and who felt sorrow? Who was destined to lose sleep?
In Giant Gorge City, on the top floor of a certain building.
This place had been transformed into a bedroom and wardrobe, and residing here was someone named Liang Bing.
Liang Bing is a woman who cannot be simply described with charm and sensuality. She possesses a figure and face that nearly every woman envies, yet her aura is something many find hard to attain. This nearly perfect woman, however, is not human.
She has another name: Fallen Queen Morgana, the enemy of the legion, the evil that Holy Kaisa is determined to eradicate.
Liang Bing enjoys shopping; her wardrobe is almost overflowing with various fashionable and alluring outfits, allowing her to change at any moment and avoid duplicating styles with others. This alone reveals her strong possessiveness.
Not long after the River Battle concluded, she took the opportunity to awaken another subordinate, Black Wind. In the near future, she plans to reclaim leadership of the Demon Star System while also expanding her influence.
Thus, she set her sights on Feleze, that fertile land.
She received communication from Death God Karl, who proposed an alliance, but she rejected it. She wasn't sure why, but after meeting that man, she felt a strong premonition within her.
Perhaps before leaving, she could see him one more time?
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