Hiss...
The scorching ground was still constantly spewing white steam. As far as the eye could see, there was only blackened, scorched earth.
The once-lush plains had been reduced to charcoal in an instant, while the grass had been burned to ash by the flames.
Countless monster corpses had been crushed by gravity, with more than half of each body buried beneath the ground.
Limbs, heads, bones... All kinds of body parts stood haphazardly amid the scorched earth.
Glug, glug...
Scalding blood flowed underground, gradually gathering in the center of the ten-kilometer-wide crater, like a thick soup of flesh and blood.
The searing heat, the nauseating stench...
This hellish scene made the adventurers who had come to clean up the battlefield stop in their tracks.
They stood dumbfounded at the crater's edge. As they stared at the gruesome scene, their bodies began trembling uncontrollably.
"That's...!"
Suddenly, someone pointed at the sky and shouted.
Hearing this, the adventurers all looked toward the direction the person was pointing.
A figure was slowly descending from the sky.
As everyone looked at that figure already etched into their minds, they once again recalled the world-destroying attack from a few minutes ago.
Their bodies tensed in unison. Their hearts raced, and even their breathing grew labored.
This was fear born from biological instinct—fear that could not be avoided.
Although everyone knew this powerful being was on their side, no one dared discuss her or provoke the powerhouse who had killed more than a hundred thousand monsters in an instant.
For a moment, the surroundings seemed to fall silent. Even the sound of people swallowing could be heard clearly.
Fortunately, Moss had no interest in these people and did not care about their gazes in the slightest.
Compared to them, the monster cores buried underground were