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Lin Ming stood in silence, gazing at the heartfelt reunion of the two Dhampir siblings. A quiet emotion stirred within him. "What do I do now? Where do I go?"
"Where to? You join us, of course!" Jonathan grinned, clapping his shoulder. "But for now, stand back, friend. Things are about to get intense."
"Jonathan..." the assassin murmured, watching the radiant hero step forward. "I wanted to tell you something..."
"Hm?" Jonathan glanced back.
"Thank you... for believing in me," the assassin sighed softly. "It was because of you that I finally fought back. Even if it felt too late, I did what I could..."
"Hahah! Don't mention it. No need to thank me," Jonathan laughed warmly. "It's all good."
"Well then," Red Heaven smirked. "Shall we begin?"
RUMBLE!
The heavens quaked as dozens of towering golden Buddha-like statues advanced, flanked by three hundred Immortals clad in gleaming golden armor and wielding sacred weapons.
