Nestled at his side was a gentle lady with her brown hair in an updo. She held the man's arm lightly, her eyes also falling upon the mother and child, a tender smile on her lips.
But faced with such a scene.
Murphy's heaven-spanning, all-annihilating Dark Gold Sword Aura did not diminish in the slightest!
With unstoppable momentum, it continued its descent—toward the Ironspine Duke, toward the castle, toward the cozy family on the platform—and cleaved down mercilessly!
The sword aura was about to cleave the Ironspine Duke, and the castle itself, completely in two!
The Ironspine Duke sighed once more.
As he sighed, space itself warped once more!
It was like waking from a phantom dream, or the drawing of a new curtain on stage.
The castle, the platform, the sunlight, the laughter, the red-haired lady, the handsome man, the gentle woman, the toddling child... Like a reflection in water shattered by a stone, the entire scene blurred, then dissipated completely, leaving no trace.
