Hard-to-guess thoughts

Under the stimulation of the Slaughter Ritual.

The Demons one after another fell into a state of madness.

The strong began slaughtering the weak, the weak began slaughtering those even weaker, or tried to stab the stronger in the back for a big score.

In merely a few short months.

The total number of Lifeforms in the Endless Storm Domain, immeasurable as it had been, directly fell by 97.8%!

Countless billions upon billions of corpses of every kind lay scattered throughout every corner of the Domain like garbage that could be found anywhere!

Under this sudden upheaval, even many energy creatures that had originally possessed little emotion became incomparably mad under the stimulus of evolution.

Ignoring friend and foe alike, they slaughtered every lifeform they could perceive!

Perhaps because they lacked emotions compared to ordinary creatures.

Their displays were actually even crazier than those of the Demons!

They knew neither fatigue nor stopping, and treated profit as the absolute prerequisite for everything.

They possessed no concept of kinship, much less any notions such as evil and good!

Emotionless Slaughter Machines—that was exactly what beings like them were!

Atop the Flame Giant Tower.

Orsaga stood in a special area of a room resembling a balcony, looking down at the events unfolding below.

A faintly satisfied smile could not help appearing at the corners of his mouth.

Through the Special Ability of the Crimson Card—Omniscient Vision—the Lifeforms throughout the Endless Storm Domain looked to him like bonfires of varying intensity.

And through his observations.

Although there were far fewer bonfires in the Endless Storm Domain now than there had been a few months ago, the bonfires that remained were, in terms of average intensity, countless times more vigorous than the riffraff from those months ago! They had truly gained some substantive