"Bloody hell."
Nesanel sighed, covering his face, striving to contain his laughter.
Love and peace.
This phrase often emerges from children's lips, yet now coming from Bologue, it possessed an unimaginable contrast—so intense was the disparity that it left Nesanel somewhat dazed.
Only now did Nesanel truly perceive Bologue's peculiarity; beneath those terrifying, exalted, and even ordinary halos lay such an unreserved individual.
"But only forty years separate the Scorched Earth Fury and the Dawn War."
Bologue pointed out some issues; according to the century-long war calculations, the interval between soul sacrifices this time had notably shortened.
Nesanel said, "We aren't entirely clear on the specifics, but from the intelligence we've obtained from the Devil we captured, we speculate that due to the failure of the Dawn War, we disrupted their soul-harvesting pace, consequently affecting them.
