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With the departure of the ranger demigod Celt.

The battle on the battlefield of Heart of the Tree Rings has come to a complete end.

The city of adventurers was a scene of ruins, with countless broken trees lying across the edges of the open spaces, thin wisps of white smoke still rising from the broken pieces.

The battlefield was littered with scattered weapons and tattered flags, but even more so with human remains.

The grand dukes of several small principalities were taking stock of the casualties of their own legions.

They were among the sides that suffered the most heavy losses in this battle.

After their third-tier warriors were forced to retreat from the defensive perimeter, Celtic's explosive arrows destroyed the formations that were left unprotected.

It was torn into several pieces, and the second and first-tier knights were used as targets for individual killing.

One of the grand dukes, who was only at the second tier, was also shot dead; only the third-tier dragon remained alive.

The casualty figures are still being tallied, but a rough estimate suggests they have already exceeded 30% of the total military strength of the various principalities.

But those who died were all the elite of the legion, at least junior officers.

After these people died, the legion's combat effectiveness was reduced by more than half.

Some people began to complain in hushed tones:

"We followed you, Edward, to fight this war, and you took all our men away to guard that dragon for you..."

Another chimed in: "It's true that the dragon saved you, but what about our soldiers?"

"Now look what happened, they didn't get much loot, and they've lost everything they owned."

The voice was kept very low, as if afraid that Edward would hear it, or as if it was deliberately meant for him to hear it.

"I should have followed the Radiant Silver Kingdom; they have a Child of the World."

"Everyone knows the Son of the World is the most responsible person; if we follow him, we'll definitely live a life of luxury!"

The dukes of these principalities showed Edward no mercy, and every word they said reached his ears.

Edward was furious: "Damn it, that's not what you said when you begged me to lead you to riches."

"They all spout nonsense about being self-centered, fearless of sacrifice, and always wanting to be at the forefront!"

"Now that we're facing difficulties, they're all blaming me."

Edward suffered greater losses than these grand dukes.

I won't go into detail about the Jingjinlong side; their legion losses alone were greater than those of the other duchies combined.

The kingdom's elite forces were almost completely wiped out, especially the second-tier forces, which were almost entirely wiped out.

Most of the first-level soldiers were killed or injured, and now he only has a few third-level soldiers left to maintain appearances.

This interdimensional war could end the Golden Kingdom of Oren ahead of schedule.

It's like they've lost a fortune!

In a bad mood, Edward angrily rebuked the sarcastic grand dukes:

"Shut up, all of you!!"

"If you don't want to work for me, then get lost!"

"Hmph! None of you will be taking away any of the profits from the Heart of the Tree Rings this time!"

Since they'd already fallen out, Edward decided to go all the way.

The grand dukes were immediately enraged:

"We've suffered countless deaths, and you want to steal all our profits just because we complained a few times!"

"We disagree! We're going to take this to the People's Federation!"

Edward scoffed, "Then go ahead and sue me! My term as Speaker isn't over yet!"

Upon hearing this, the dukes were dumbfounded.

"What should we do?"

However, Edward didn't go all the way in the end, because they were currently being closely monitored by the starship command.

Otherwise, Edward might have silenced them!

Finally, these grand dukes also followed Edward back to the starship to reason with him.

The result was that both sides were equally at fault.

The dukes left in dissatisfaction, discussing forming a group to seek refuge with Ron.

Edward was left alone on the starship.

He wanted to check on William the Golden Dragon.

And they appealed to Guderian, the Lord of the World, to see if he had any way to save William.

The golden dragon remained motionless, with a large hole on its head.

If it weren't for the faint breath still emanating from it, Edward would have thought it was dead.

After visiting William, Edward walked heavily toward Guderian's cabin.

People on both sides of the corridor automatically made way for him when they saw his distraught appearance. No one went up to ask him anything, and no one tried to stop him.

The hatch opened silently in front of him, and Guderian was already standing inside. He glanced at Edward.

Without asking any further questions, he simply pointed to a seat in the center of the cabin, indicating that he should sit down and talk.

Edward sat down with a crying face.

Guderian knew why he had come and got straight to the point:

"I had already seen Jingjinlong's injuries before you arrived."

"His soul is severely damaged. At most, I can stabilize his condition, but I can't cure him completely."

"And you need to find a way to heal his head injury as soon as possible."

"Otherwise, it might get worse!"

Upon hearing that even the Lord of the World was helpless, Edward felt utterly despondent.

But he wasn't sure if the other party truly had no other choice, or if the cost was too high for them to bear.

Edward hardened his heart at the thought of William's miserable state.

He immediately knelt down before Guderian.

"Uncle Gu! I heard you don't have a son!"

"My parents died young. If you don't mind, I'd like to take care of you in your old age..."

Guderian was so angry that he immediately dragged Edward up.

"Pah! I won't die even if you die!"

"Besides, I have an entire royal family of descendants. It's not your place to take care of me in my old age."

But after Edward rolled around like that, Guderian felt embarrassed and asked him for the lost astrolabe.

However, Edward took the initiative to speak:

"Uncle Gu, please show me the way. How can I save William?"

"I'm willing to give up everything I own; I don't even need the Golden Kingdom of Oren!"

Guderian looked at this guy who was obsessed with love and was speechless.

However, he still pointed out one more point to him:

"I really can't save the Adamantine Dragon's injuries, but the Ancient Tree of Life in the Elf World might have a way."

"If you can obtain the heart of the Tree of Life, then this adamantine dragon will definitely recover from its injuries," Guderian said.

"In the elven world, perhaps only that thing can heal damage at the soul level. Besides that, I don't know of anything else that can help him."

Edward was silent for a moment: "The heartwood of the Tree of Life?"

Edward had originally intended to withdraw from this interdimensional war, but now he heard about a way to save William.

His gaze also became firm and sharp.

Just as he turned to head towards the battlefield, Guderian added from behind:

"You can ask Benjamin about the damage to the Golden Dragon's body."

"His injuries are not much lighter than Jingjinlong's, but he is recovering very well now."

Edward was tempted. After thanking Guderian, he went to find Benjamin.

Watching Edward's departing figure, Guderian sighed with regret, "Sigh! I'm still too soft-hearted!"

"My teleportation star chart!!"