669. Returning to the Real World?

Illusory Strike was silent and imperceptible, yet it was the deadliest of all.

It only served as an auxiliary offensive spell, but its effect was extraordinary. It had become the final straw that broke the camel's back!

The sea around the island was calm, but the island itself was a complete mess.

Nearly half the island had been destroyed. Traces of the rampage by ancient behemoths were everywhere. Footprints several meters in diameter and depth covered the ground, while craters dozens of meters wide could be seen everywhere. The areas where the ancient python had slithered were especially disastrous. Its body had flattened everything in its path, pressing rubber trees and coconut palms deep into the ground. It was impossible to imagine what this place had been through.

The main battlefield was even more horrifying. Many great trees had been uprooted and thrown onto the ground, while seawater, sand, and stones lay strewn about in chaotic layers.

Purple Red Tassel had blasted the ground into ruin, leaving countless pits and hollows everywhere, like the surface of the moon.

The energy remnants Lorenka had left behind still permeated the earth, carrying waves of deathly aura. As a result, a layer of dead fish, shrimp, and crabs floated on the sea near the island. Even the plants in the distance that had been lucky enough to escape the devastation had withered. Since this energy, which was beneficial to curses, was highly pervasive and persistent, An Yang estimated that not a blade of grass would grow on the island for several years.

As for Loren, not even his bones remained!

"Phew!"

An Yang sat down and let out a long breath.

With a wave of his hand, the two remaining ferocious beasts began crazily attacking the barrier spell on the island while he