Boom!
With the deafening roar of explosives, the enormous skeleton collapsed under the impact, shattering into fragments.
Pulled by cranes, massive bones were dragged by ropes and dropped into huge truck beds, piling up until they filled them like small mountains.
Covered with tarps and tied down with ropes, the overloaded trucks crushed across the scorched earth and rumbled away.
One after another, they headed toward the distant North Star Transfer Station.
Yet on the battlefield where slaughter had taken place last night, even more soldiers in protective suits were trudging through the mud, installing enormous pipes.
When the giant pumps began to hum, the foul-smelling liquid that had flowed from the Wolf-Skinned after it was severed by the Heavenly Que Sword surged from the mud and poured into the tanks.
Though rotten and pungent, it was, after all, what remained of a ruler.
After assessment by the alchemists, these fluids, rich in mutated tissue and Hell Sediment, were found to contain abundant Source Matter and vitality. They were deemed valuable spoils of war and, like the broken bones, were drained, packaged, and hauled away.
Though the game had ended so quickly that the other players had not had the slightest sense of participation,
the loose ends still needed to be dealt with.
Next came the joyous spoils-recovery phase for everyone—after fighting so hard for half the day, they could not let everyone walk away empty-handed, could they?
As long as it came from hell, there was nothing the Heavenly Kingdom Lineage could not use!
Especially the blood and bodily tissues from The Wolf-Skinned. Those were precious materials.
It was just that the smell...
was truly overpowering.
Who knew how many living things The Wolf-Skinned had swallowed over the years? It ate anything, raw or cooked, stuffing all manner of