Several hourglasses later.
Under the scholars' direction, thousands of Metal War Weapons had combed through the death-spiral trap space, which was rapidly turning into sand, with painstaking care.
But just as the scholars had expected,
once this low-grade Eye of the Storm had suffered such a thorough cataclysmic strike, there was no trace of the Blood-Derived refugees—or even a single intact microorganism sample.
After only a single hourglass of devastation, this refuge from the Death Storm, where life had once been able to rest and recover, had become a living hell that everyone desperately wanted to escape.
No wonder ancient ruins were often buried beneath the deserts of death-spiral traps.
It seemed these cataclysmic strikes truly were the most cost-effective and efficient Destruction Mode for dealing with low-grade, primitive civilizations.
The mature Cataclysm Civilizations that had once passed through the Furnace Desert had long since mastered the destruction of low-grade civilizations. Those old hands had honestly and selflessly etched their bloody experience into this ravaged world. Through their actions, they showed the young rookies who came after them which cataclysmic methods were most cost-effective and efficient for destroying another civilization that might one day become a threat.
After all, even from the perspective of the present-day Human Academic Circle, the resources, time, and manpower needed to produce an Alpha cataclysmic extermination weapon amounted to only one-thirtieth to one-fiftieth of what was needed for a fission-grade Radiation Weapon.
When they led the enormous army of Metal War Weapons back to the Sky Fortress, the scholars who had been unable to enter the death-spiral trap were waiting eagerly. In front of them, Xixi Li, the Bio-Exterminator, triumphantly announced their great victory.
"The evil Doraqi Blood-Derived tribe has become history under the cataclysmic weapons of our intelligent civilization. Our Expeditionary Destruction Corps has