"I know about Rosgell," Maha Zoldyck said. "Back then in Mingbo, he was an immensely powerful figure. Not only did he possess tremendous personal charisma, but his strength was also among the very best."
"Even after death, his Nen did not dissipate, and his body had to be divided and separately sealed. He became a forbidden name in the Kingdom of Fiora."
"For the Kingdom of Fiora, Rosgell's name is a mark of disgrace.
Even I might not have been his match. Using his remains as material to create a Nen artifact—of course it would be extremely powerful. You can tell just from the aura it emits."
"And this is still just an incomplete form of Rosgell's body. If the missing parts are gathered, its strength will rise even further."
"Take it with you for now. Don't let anyone from Mingbo Republic discover it."
Ron nodded.
After ending the call, Ron turned to look at Rosgell.
Natsu stepped forward and approached Rosgell.
Rosgell remained motionless, like a puppet.
Even as Natsu came close, there was no reaction at all.
Ron extended his hand and drew a door in the air.
It was a gate leading to the desert area within Sumas's space.
Although Rosgell currently showed no signs of hostility, Ron wasn't taking any chances. The desert region inside Sumas's space was largely unused; it would serve perfectly as a containment area.
Natsu gently pushed Rosgell through the door.
With a thought from Ron, the Nen beast and the gate both disappeared.
At the battlefield, the shriveled corpses had already been buried under the sand. The desert looked once again like a barren wasteland, as if nothing had happened.
Having secured Rosgell safely inside Sumas's space, Ron emerged through another portal, rejoining the others.
"Captain, is everything alright now?"
Everyone turned their gaze toward Ron.
Ron nodded.
"It's been dealt with. This mission exceeded our expectations a bit, but your previous performance was very good. The special training you endured wasn't wasted."
"Let's return to Heaven's Arena. I believe all of you have gained quite a lot."
Ron summoned a vehicle.
Ruco was the one driving. Since she lacked strong combat ability, she voluntarily took on more supporting roles.
During the previous battle, Ruco had also expended the least energy.
As the engine roared to life, everyone relaxed a little. However, Ponzu still released several bees to maintain vigilance outside.
"Big brother, did you really get rid of all of them?"
Nina couldn't help but ask.
"Something like that," Ron replied. "This whole matter involves complicated issues. You'd better forget all about it."
"Don't mention it to anyone else."
Ron's expression was serious.
"Yes, big brother."
"Yes, Captain."
"Yes, big brother."
Shizuku hesitated for a moment, then said somewhat regretfully,
"Captain, it's a pity you left so soon."
"Why?"
"There must have been a lot of stuff to pick up back there."
When she spoke of this, Shizuku's eyes sparkled.
"So many people died there; surely there were many valuable things on them. If I could have used my Vacuum to collect everything, it would've been great."
Ron raised an eyebrow slightly.
Shizuku wasn't lacking money. But having grown up in Meteor City, she had developed certain habits— even if she sometimes suffered from short-term memory loss, this instinct was something she would never forget.
In terms of scavenging, Shizuku was a professional.
Meanwhile, Sally's eyelids grew heavier. The earlier tension had masked her exhaustion, but now that things had calmed down, she felt an overwhelming fatigue. The jostling of the car only hastened her descent into sleep.
Ruco's face was full of excitement. It was the most intense battle she had ever witnessed. She was still immersed in the thrill of it.
At the same time, Ponzu felt dissatisfaction toward her own strength.
"If only I could get stronger faster."
She clenched her fists, feeling a powerful sense of urgency. Within Ron's team—excluding Ron—Nina, Misty, Sally, and Shizuku all had strength far beyond hers.
Only Ruco was about the same level.
However, Ruco's role and direction were different from Ponzu's. Even without overwhelming strength, Ruco could still make significant contributions, as shown during this mission.
Ponzu was keenly aware that Ruco's presence and value had outshone hers.
In the front seats, Ruco drove while Sally sat in the passenger seat.
Ron and Shizuku occupied the second row.
Nina, Ponzu, and Misty squeezed into the third row, where space was tighter, but since they were smaller, they managed.
Misty leaned against the seatback, quietly reviewing the earlier battle.
Ron too was sorting through everything that had happened.
"I didn't expect things to turn out like this. What I thought would be a simple assassination mission ended up wrecking Mingbo Republic's secret plan."
"It's clear now—Kroll wasn't truly a defector from Mingbo.
That was just a cover."
"The real goal was to get outside of Mingbo's borders and use sacrificial rituals to revive Rosgell."
"Under normal circumstances, Kroll shouldn't have died.
If everything had gone smoothly, Kroll would have returned to Mingbo with Rosgell."
"That would have been a massive boost to Mingbo's power."
"Rosgell's significance isn't just his strength.
It's what he symbolizes to Mingbo."
After clearing his thoughts, Ron ended his mental review.
But before they could leave completely, Ron realized he still needed to clean up the battlefield completely.
He silently exited the car once again, stepping back into the desert ruins.
Above, the enormous sand dome and walls that Kroll had constructed still loomed.
Now riddled with cracks, beams of sunlight filtered through.
Ron scanned the surroundings:
Other than himself, no other living being remained.
Complicated traces of aura lingered, but no life.
Ron's figure flashed toward the massive wall.
Without using Nen, he simply balled his fist.
Boom!
A loud impact resounded.
Crack!
A large fissure appeared in the wall, rapidly expanding.
Suddenly—
Bang!
Chunk after chunk of the wall collapsed.
Two pieces, three pieces...
The entire wall and dome collapsed completely, burying the entire battlefield in layers of yellow sand.
No figure remained visible amid the ruins.