Chapter 150 – The Birth of a Home [1]
Noah and Emily floated in the sky, silently observing the Campbell territory below.
Bodies fell. One by one. It was quiet and absolute.
Yet, not all perished—those untouched were not Campbells, so they lived.
But it was exactly these persons that will spread the word about this event to the whole world, and even start to worship this day. Because they were witnesses.
Noah lowered his gaze to the sword in his hand just as it began to crumble. It disintegrated, vanishing into dust. The energy Noah had channeled through it was too overwhelming. That it survived long enough for the slash was a miracle in itself.
Emily looked down at the lifeless figures below.
Her family.
All of them—gone.
And with that, a great weight lifted from her shoulders.
She was free. Truly free.
'Rest in peace, Julius,' she whispered silently.
'From now on, I will live for myself. I won't be shackled by the past anymore.'
