Strongest Kingdom: My Op Kingdom Got Transported Along With Me

Chapter 383 - 382: The End Of Bregion Empire

Ruva exhaled once.

"...Too slow," she muttered.

Behind her, Sorin smirked faintly.

"Still cleaner than last time."

Karnessa raised an eyebrow.

"You’re comparing massacres now?"

Sorin shrugged.

"It’s progress."

A distant roar shook the battlefield.

Grathum’s laughter rolled across the cavern again, followed by another explosion that sent shockwaves through the ground.

Even from here, Ruva felt it in her bones.

Her expression tightened slightly.

"The humans is still fighting?"

Sorin glanced in that direction.

"Yeah, they are resilience."

The air above them shifted, Ruva felt it too.

Her wind instincts screamed before her mind could process it.

"Move—"

Sorin grabbed Ruva by the shoulder and pulled her sideways just as a slice of invisible wind tore through the space they had been standing in.

The stone platform split cleanly in two.

Ruva’s eyes widened as the stone platform behind them split apart like soft clay.

A delayed boom echoed a second later.

The pressure alone sent dust and broken rocks flying across the battlefield.

High above them, Virela soared through the collapsing cavern with terrifying grace, storms twisting around her massive serpent body. Every flap of her wings sent razor-sharp currents tearing through the battlefield below.

And unlike before...

She was laughing.

Not loudly.

But enough for the sound to carry through the wind.

Ruva stared upward.

Then suddenly smiled.

"Woah," she said, genuine amazement filling her voice. "Big sister Virela is really enjoying herself."

Another explosion shook the cavern.

Somewhere in the distance, dozens of human cultivators were swept into the air by a cyclone before being torn apart by compressed wind blades.

Sorin watched the destruction calmly.

"Yeah," she said. "She’s completely immersed in the fight now."

She glanced at Ruva from the corner of her eye.

"She’s not even thinking about the fact that you’re here."

Ruva giggled softly.

"It should be okay," she said.

Then she spread her arms slightly with a playful smile.

"I have two big sisters protecting me."

Sorin smiled softly at that.

"Of course, I will protect you with my life."

Karnessa shook her head, though there was faint amusement in her expression.

"You’re His Majesty’s little sister," she said. "Of course we’ll protect you."

Ruva smiled brightly for a moment.

But then it slowly faded.

The wind around her weakened slightly as her eyes drifted toward the distant battlefield.

Toward the endless war.

Toward the empty place beside her brother that no one could really fill.

"...Sigh."

Sorin noticed immediately.

"What?"

"I miss big brother," she admitted quietly. "When is he gonna come back?"

For the first time since the battle started, her voice sounded her age.

Young.

Lonely.

The battlefield still raged around them, but for a brief moment, Sorin and Karnessa both fell silent.

Karnessa’s eyes softened slightly as she looked at Ruva.

She understood that feeling more than she wanted to admit.

Ever since Alix disappeared toward another continent, the entire kingdom kept moving forward. The wars continued. The conquests continued.

But there was still something missing.

The center of it all.

Him.

Karnessa stepped closer and gently placed a hand on Ruva’s shoulder.

"Don’t worry, Princess Ruva," she said softly.

Her voice carried unusual warmth.

"I can feel it."

Ruva looked up at her.

Karnessa smiled faintly.

"His Majesty will return soon."

Sorin crossed her arms nearby.

"And when he comes back, he’s probably going to wonder why his little sister suddenly became a battlefield monster."

Ruva puffed her cheeks slightly.

"I’m not a monster."

"You crushed thirty-seven cultivators five minutes ago."

"They attacked first."

Sorin laughed quietly.

Karnessa shook her head helplessly.

The three of them stood there for a moment amidst the chaos, surrounded by death and collapsing stone, yet somehow isolated from it all.

Protecting Ruva had slowly become natural for Sorin and Karnessa.

At first, it was because she was Alix’s sister.

But over time...

It became something more personal.

Ruva was kind in a world that had very little kindness left.

And both of them knew exactly how much Alix treasured her.

Especially Karnessa.

Her gaze lingered on Ruva briefly before shifting toward the battlefield again.

The truth was simple.

She loved her king.

Quietly.

Deeply.

Enough that protecting what he loved felt more important than protecting herself.

Sorin was no different.

Though she hid it better beneath her calm expression and dry humor, her loyalty to Alix ran far deeper than most realized.

Another violent shockwave erupted nearby.

This time, several surviving human cultivators charged toward them desperately.

"There!" one of them screamed. "Kill the girl!"

Ruva blinked once.

Sorin sighed.

"They never learn."

Wind exploded around her instantly.

Karnessa’s eyes glowed crimson.

And Ruva’s smile disappeared completely.

The gentle girl from moments ago vanished like she had never existed.

What remained was a high-level Tier 5 monster standing in the middle of a collapsing empire.

Ruva lifted one hand slowly.

The air twisted violently.

The charging cultivators suddenly slowed.

Not physically, but the pressure itself was crushing them.

Fear spread across their faces. Then Ruva finished calmly,

"Tier 5: Sky Burial."

BOOOOOOM!

The entire section of the battlefield imploded beneath compressed wind pressure.

Bodies, armor, stone, and blood were crushed together instantly before exploding outward in a storm of debris.

Silence followed for half a second.

Then Sorin whistled softly.

"...Yeah. His Majesty is definitely going to be shocked."

----

Hours later, the battle was over.

The hidden cave that had once housed the last hope of the Bregion Empire had become a ruin.

Collapsed tunnels buried thousands beneath stone.

Broken weapons littered the ground.

The smell of blood, ash, and burned qi filled the air.

The screams had mostly stopped.

Only groans remained.

And the occasional sound of monster soldiers dragging prisoners into organized groups.

The resistance had fallen.

Completely.

The remaining cultivators who had surrendered were kneeling in rows under heavy guard. Their weapons had been confiscated, their cultivation sealed by specialized restraints.

No one resisted anymore.

They had seen enough.

At the center of the battlefield stood the last surviving Spears of the Empire.

Once, they had been legends.

The strongest warriors of the Bregion Empire.

The protectors of millions.

Now they stood amidst ruins and corpses, surrounded by an army that stretched farther than the eye could see.

The battle was over.

There would be no miracle.

No reinforcements.

No last-minute salvation.

The empire had finally reached its end.

Around them, surrendered cultivators knelt in organized rows. Their weapons had been confiscated, their cultivation sealed by special restraints. Monster soldiers moved among them, separating the wounded from those still capable of work.

No one was executing them.

Many of the prisoners looked confused by that.

One elderly cultivator finally gathered enough courage to ask a nearby monster officer.

"What... what will happen to us?"

The monster officer glanced at him.

"You surrendered."

The old man nodded weakly.

"Then you live."

The answer left him speechless.

The officer pointed toward the massive groups of prisoners.

"You’ll work. Build roads. Rebuild cities. Mine resources. Earn your freedom."

The old man blinked.

"And if we refuse?"

The officer shrugged.

"Then you stay slaves longer."

The old cultivator lowered his head.

Compared to what he expected...

This was far better.

Meanwhile, at the center of the battlefield, things were different.

The Spears would not be spared.

Everyone understood why.

Even the Spears themselves.