2188 The Next 100 Years?

Connie walked next to Cthulhu, who was sealed, and looked at the shredded flesh on the ground as she pursed her lips and said, "Master, he's already reduced to shreds, so what shall we do now? We can't piece him back together either."

After a moment of silence, Rex said, "Forget it. Everyone saw it anyway, so our vengeance is considered avenged."

"Although it's true, he did have an easy way out by dying so cleanly and quickly." Connie was indignant.

The orc race had lost over 100,000 orcs because of this fellow and he simply died so easily. This was equivalent to an insult to them!

"However, the war has ended and all is peaceful again. Moreover, we even gained 100 years of peace. This does seem quite good too." A smile appeared on Connie's face again.

"If the war today was a racial war, the casualties of the various races would be much worse." Rex nodded as he looked at an orc and a knight sharing a bottle of wine in celebration with a smile.