All of Novemton burst out in uproar as the scene unfolded.

"That's six!”

"War Legate Dominus has made himself a legend!"

"Hahaha! The legate has killed six immortals in a reverse sweep, surpassing his mentor brilliantly and becoming the legendary sixth legate!"

"Hooray for War Legate Dominus!"

Countless voices echoed, cheers and shouts of excitement resounded, and the news reporter was overwhelmed with exhilaration. The people were immersed in the joy of Jerome's outstanding feat. Their excited screams and shouts filled the air as they offered Jerome their congratulations.

All of Novemton was brimming with jubilation.

After slaying his sixth opponent, Jerome's body had reached its absolute limit. Everyone watched as he fell to his knees, blood dripping from his body.

"I've completed your mission and won a battle that surpasses what you’ve ever achieved. I wonder if you’re still alive right now."

Thud!

Jerome collapsed and murmured, "I'm leaving the rest to you, my brother…"