Within areas covered by Evil Poison, phantom spirits were basically the easiest trouble to deal with.
The ones who took out the Black Gold Spine Locust were probably a team.
Ronan swept his gaze across the battlefield and confirmed from countless details that they were experienced in combat, coordinated closely, and had done an exceptionally thorough job.
Not to mention that in an area where heavy weapons were obviously difficult to deploy, killing a Black Gold Spine Locust—invincible in close combat—was already a major challenge.
And within an Evil Poison environment, without the support of a Xuan Crystal Array, they had managed to prevent the corpses from breeding Karmic Poison Living Entities while leaving the bodies largely intact. There had been no "corpse transformation" dominated by Karmic Poison Living Entities, only the least dangerous phantom spirits. That meant either the cleanup had been solid, or they had chosen the appropriate methods and tools during the battle itself.
Most likely the latter.
Because there was one problem: since the metal gate had been damaged, this battle must have taken place within forty minutes after Ronan's crash landing.
They had won the battle and even had time for proper cleanup, so why had they not come over to check on him?
Frowning, Ronan continued examining the scene.
Then he found a plausible explanation: judging from the traces left behind, even though they had won, this group had suffered ????????????????heavy casualties, and there might have been other lethal threats.
They had hastily taken away their injured comrades, perhaps even some bodies. But the armor fragments and flesh scattered around still bore witness to the brutality of the battle.
Only, judging from the remnants of flesh, the timing was still somewhat off...
Ronan pressed his lips together, his thoughts growing heavier.
At that moment,