Chapter 475: Dawn of a New World (The End)

The fine grey ash that was once James York drifted on the wind, a final, silent testament to the absolute power that had erased him from existence. The demonic energy coiling around Gordon York slowly receded, drawing back into his body like a phantom retreating into the shadows. The oppressive, soul-crushing aura lifted, allowing the onlookers to breathe again, though their gasps were ragged with terror and awe. The battlefield fell into a profound silence. The surviving members of the York...