The surrounding space seemed to brighten, the sunlight turned even more radiant, spring was in full bloom.
Without lingering, the Goddess of Misfortune quietly departed amid a serene smile, leaving behind a pensive Lear.
Time continued to pass rapidly.
On August 2nd, Lear heard word that Lorand City was attacked by ultimate soldiers commanded by several divine spirits.
However, a single Rose Canon pressed down, directly defeating those five divine spirits, with no ultimate soldier left surviving...
Soon after, on the walls of Lorand City, there appeared one hundred thousand fierce Rose Warriors.
At this moment, the population of Lorand City had surpassed the twenty million mark.
Fully exposing itself to the gaze of the gods.
For the first time, the principles of that Northern Territory flower attracted the attention of Main God level beings.
Lear was also astonished by this.
