Chapter 297 A Legacy Erased

• THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW
• With Blood Petal and Dread Lord gone, the once-thriving flower garden withered into barrenness, and the river that once cascaded down the cliffs dried up.
• Blood Petal’s protectors’ cries echoed through the temple, their sorrow so profound that the very walls seemed to tremble in sympathy. Silas, in the worst condition among them, sat still as a corpse, his eyes hollow with grief. Far away, in the desolate expanse of no man’s land, Aran remained unchanged, consumed by his own despair. The will to live had drained from all of them.