Chapter 504

As Wolod's aura began to gradually weaken, Meliodas simply left directly.

And when the Holy Ten arrived, Wolod still had a faint trace of breath remaining.

After the efforts of several of the Holy Ten, they finally pulled Wolod back from death's door.

"Lord Wolod, are you all right?"

The good-natured Jura, looking at Wolod who was gradually waking up, was also filled with relief in his expression.

As the longest-surviving member among the Holy Ten, Wolod—

If he were to die, it would absolutely be a tremendous loss for their Ishgar.

But right now, these Holy Ten didn't have much confidence to say such things either, because the ones who had just stood by and refused to save, prioritizing the big picture, were ultimately them.

"Wolod, we truly cannot treat those otherworlders as enemies."

"Sometimes, understanding the gap between enemy and self may not be a bad thing."

Hibearin let out a deep sigh, supporting Wolod as he slowly sat up, and spoke.

Originally the relatively younger one among the Holy Ten, he now also appeared much older.

The tremendous explosion earlier had already made them fully understand the gap in strength between themselves and the other side.

The gap between them was a gap spanning vastly different dimensions.

It was simply not something they could accept, and this matter was absolutely something they could not accept.

They, hailed as the strongest, couldn't even contend against those weakest otherworlders.

No matter who it was, no matter in whose heart, it was extremely hard to accept.

"Did something happen? Hibearin."

"It's hard to imagine that this would actually come from your mouth."

"Back then, you were also such an arrogant little brat."

Wolod shook his head, a bitter smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Reflecting on the journey of his life, Wolod couldn't help but feel a touch of emotion.

"Lord Wolod, let me support you to go take a look..."

"This way, you might understand."

Jura let out a deep sigh, pressing his palms together and striking them against the ground.

The ground beneath the many Holy Ten suddenly surged upward, instantly rising a hundred meters.

It directly entered the clouds, and Wolod, supported by Hibearin beside him, also stood up.

He looked down at the situation below.

That enormous and terrifying crater made it completely impossible for him to imagine that outside Magnolia Town there would actually be a lake.

And thinking of the tremendous explosion that had just occurred, as well as the soldiers of the Alvarez Empire they had encountered on this trip—

"All of this, was it caused by those otherworlders?"

A bitter smile appeared on Wolod's face; although he already had a rough idea in his heart, he still opened his mouth to ask Makarov.

Makarov didn't reply, only closed his eyes and nodded.

The other Holy Ten, upon seeing this scene, were also extremely shocked.

This marvel could probably serve as a feature of Magnolia Town from now on.

"Perhaps you were right, Makarov."

"It was I who was too attached to the past; I should have prioritized the guild, prioritized Ishgar."

A smile appeared at the corner of Wolod's mouth, as if suddenly relieved, and he slumped down onto the ground.

At this moment, Jura also manipulated his earth magic to begin a slow descent.

"We need to hurry back to the Magic Council."

"Makarov, once you've finished dealing with things, come over as soon as you can."

"We'll notify you in advance then........."