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After a while, he draped the Queen of the Dark Night Islands‘ large robe over

his inadequately dressed wife. Then, he turned to Sarah, lifeless on the

ground, and silently wept.

“There’s no denying she’s dead,” he muttered.

Sarah is gone! In contrast to the circumstances surrounding Claudette, there

is no chance of Sarah’s recovery. I still have her meridians in me.

“You are in charge of the troops. The conflict hasn’t ended yet; therefore, now

isn’t the time for sorrow.” He was promptly reminded by Mackenzie.

He nodded. Then, he carefully carried Sarah’s body and followed Mackenzie

out of the lab.

There were only two hours left until six o’clock in the evening!

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“Commander!”

“The commander–in–chief is out! That woman must be his wife.”

“Did he win?”

“He defeated the Dark Night Queen!”

The wounded, broken alliance moaned in agony as they waited in the

corridor, but they excitedly rose upon seeing Emmanuel and his wife.

Emmanuel wore a sorrowful smile. As he was about to speak, Harvey and his

assistants had already hurried over.

“Mr. Wolf Warrior, what happened to Her Reverence?” Harvey asked anxiously.

“She sacrificed herself for me,” Emmanuel replied despondently.

Harvey quickly said, “It’s been less than six minutes, hasn’t it?”

“What do you mean?” Emmanuel asked anxiously.

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His advanced medical skills made him think about something horrifying at

the mention of six minutes.

“We have a soul transfer device. There’s still a possibility to bring her back if

she had passed away in less than six minutes and her brain cells haven’t

begun to degrade,” Harvey elaborated.

“Soul transfer?” Mackenzie exclaimed in surprise.

“It’s a brain transplant surgery!” With a shudder, Emmanuel told her. He hadn’t

anticipated Airspace Group to advance to this level.

“You’re correct,” Harvey came right to the chase. “I might be able to help if

you want her to live, but it requires a second person’s sacrifice.”

The surrounding alliance shuddered at these remarks and hastily withdrew.

Nobody desired to be chosen by the commander–in–chief.

Even he was hesitant to choose.

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“Stop! Everyone’s life is equally valuable, and Sarah would also oppose this,”

Mackenzie said, her eyes filled with anguish as she bit her lip solemnly.

Harvey was momentarily taken aback while others wondered. Wasn’t she

dead? How could she still express her opinions?

The only person who understood what Mackenzie meant was Emmanuel.

She offered no further explanation to anyone.

From early childhood, Sarah had been treated as a substitute for Mackenzie,

who was the only person who could relate.

Sarah had always wanted to surpass her to prove she was not just a

substitute but a unique individual in her own right.

When she gave her meridians to Emmanuel, her eyes shone with delight and

satisfaction. Her grin before death showed no regret because she would

never accept or live with another person’s physique and features.

If she did so, she would not be Sarah anymore.

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She wouldn’t be content living that way. In fact, it would be revolting to her!

“Alright, I understand!” Harvey replied and dared not to offer further advice.

“Dr. Harvey, please care for my sister–in–law. I need to get her off the Dark

Night Islands and bring her back to Yeringham for a dignified burial.”

Emmanuel revealed he had other pressing concerns and could not carry

Sarah continuously.

“Understood.” Harvey took over. “I’ll take care of it!”

“Everyone in the coalition, listen up!” Emmanuel suppressed his sorrow and

assumed a commanding presence.

“Yes, Mr. Wolf Warrior!”

“Please assist me to rid all enemies in the central tower. Also, rescue any

surviving allies as soon as possible. Get everything ready for our escape from

the Dark Night Islands!”

“Roger that!”

At this point, those survivors saw a ray of hope for liberation.

Emmanuel sighed with relief, temporarily putting aside his grief. Although

there had been no news from the other four locations, he was confident that

his troops would succeed.

There were still less than one hour and 40 minutes before the clock hit 6 p.m.

The battle between Rhett and Liana was neck–to–neck.

*You are more formidable than I thought, Rhett! With such expertise, why

weren’t you able to protect the Saintess in the past?”

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