Demonstrating supremacy was an efficient and easy way to achieve certain goals, and the three Overlords seemed to be aware of this fact.
As such, they had revealed their strength before vanishing, leaving behind millions of beings that had been scared witless, unable to grasp how fortunate they had been to survive the 'simple' warning.
Jason couldn't believe what had happened either.
What happened a few moments earlier was the most unlikely and dissatisfying way in which war could end.
Not only was it a tie, but the reason the Great Argos war had been halted was still not solved either!
Despite being weakened, Jason assumed that some of the sent troops of the foreign races were still present, and he assumed that the forcefully ended war would bring forth more problems than the three Overlords had tried to end.
Out of the information he had received from the Owl-bear, that hadn't killed him because it owed him a favor for helping it to breakthrough, Jason was able to comprehend something important that caused him to have a set of complex emotions.
"If the Overlords won't allow the Great Argos war to be continued, or they annihilate both sides...the future might not look as bleak as I assumed...I guess?
The soldiers from the foreign races should be called back, now that it will be impossible to conquer Argos until the world bridges are more stable, allowing stronger beings to pass through them. That's great...but the big and ancient clans and sects from both sides will be left alone. Will this cause a small-scale war, or persecution?"
There were countless paths Argos' future could take now, but the Great Argos war had changed everything substantially!
Not only did the mindset of most humans change drastically, but the big clans had also been split into groups that were likely to become each other's nemesis, causing many conflicts in the future.
At the same time, it was questionable whether everything destroyed could be rebuilt just like that. Would the citizens start to retaliate against the way in which the big clans rule their kingdom and how they treat the islands they govern?
There were too many questions, but Jason knew that some races would attempt to support certain humans clans, even if it were to be in the shadows.
'Will we be able to regain peace again?'
Jason was not sure what the future would bring, but he knew that giving his best was the only way he could fulfill his masters' wishes.
As such, he dived towards the rivers of water that were left behind by the mosasaurus overlord, where he tried to rescue as many people from drowning as possible.
The water conjured by the mosasaurus overlord seemed to be special.
He might not be able to tell what exactly was special about the water but it released faint mana currents that were intertwined with something he was not familiar with.
It was not directly harmful, but it was difficult to circulate mana within the water! Nevertheless, Jason could take many beings outside the water without any issues.
There was no need to distinguish between friends and foes because the Great Argos war was already over, but that didn't mean that Jason saved anyone from the Ifrytor, Burane, or My?ldra race!
They were exceptions and the root cause of all problems that didn't deserve his kindness.
He had even saved the drowning members from the Drake family because Jason knew more than anyone else that most members of the Drake family and clan had been forced into a soul contract!
As such, it was not their fault for standing on the Drake alliance's side during the Great Argos war.
In the end, Jason was still unable to believe how the Great Argos war ended after a duration of more than 2 years!
It was a weird feeling, and he was unsure whether to be glad about it or not.
However, it had already happened and only the final result counted!
With that being said, Jason wanted to search for Fasro, Lusran and Merl Arths to find more about their current situation.
That was if after he couldn't find anymore drowning people.
Flying through the air, an astonishing, but even more disgusting sight about the most treacherous side that both humans and foreign races seemed to have in common; Greed!
While Jason flew past the area that had been the Low- and Mid-Lique stage battlefield, he witnessed humans and foreign races plundering the deceaseds' spatial rings and everything valuable at a rapid pace.
Despite being worn out by the two days long battle, everyone seemed to have enough energy left to greedily skim through dead corpses, trying to collect as many goods as possible.
This disgusted Jason because he could see hundreds of heavily injured humans and beings from foreign races, fighting against the Grim reaper, whose scythe was already tightly put against their neck.
Nobody paid attention, let alone helped them, and Jason saw how they died while hoping that anyone would help them.
The true colors of the present races were revealed, and despite not fighting against each other anymore, Jason could already see that conflicts had started to occur.
Everyone wanted to reap the most benefits, and Jason couldn't help but be glad that the fear of the three Overlords was greater than everyone's greed.
Otherwise, more than half of the humans and other foreign races he saw would have started to fight already.
Jason could only shake his head, thinking that the morals of the vast majority of humans and other foreign races had been flushed down the toilets.
While flying towards the center of the three battlefields, where everything had started, Jason saw and rescued many injured and drowning beings.
He did so instinctively and didn't care about the potions he handed out to everyone who required them.
Jason didn't know how it could come to that, but he seemed to have lost faith in the foreign races and mankind being able to halt waging war.
This was because he couldn't believe to what extent everyone's greed was, and it was only when he saw the first few individuals from foreign races and humans saving others that he could sigh in relief.
'At least it's not helpless…' He said inwardly as he heard someone, on the ground, shouting something that caused Jason to divert his direction to the capital in the coastal area, only to blurt out a "F*ck you, mosasaurus overlord!"
Apparently, the flood manifested by the mosasaurus overlord had not only been a warning towards the two forces that were fighting against each other, but it had also flooded the coastal capital, sweeping away buildings and the innocent citizens within.
The situation was grave and even without having seen it yet, Jason could imagine how terrific it should be for the weak.
Thus, he used his fastest speed to rush to help, hoping that he could help the weak as Shane and Dalia had wished for.
It was not only their wish that caused Jason to act, but he would have behaved like this without his masters that had hoped for him to protect the weak.
He had always been like this.
Despite not being a saint, he had been weak and powerless before.
As such Jason knew what he had needed the most at that time; someone strong who was selfless enough to help the weak!
Even if it was not much for someone stronger to help others, the opposite side's entire life was on the line!
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