The bounty had been completed, so naturally they had to return to town and exchange the heads for money. Even though this was only a game, they still had to see it through. The students had put in the work, and even if the reward was merely game currency, they still deserved the process of earning it.
So Su Ming and his group did not delay, heading back to town amid laughter and cheerful chatter.
The journey was not far—only about twenty miles when they had come—but when they reached the outskirts of the town, they could sense from afar that something was wrong.
Gold Sands Town had not exactly been bustling before, but there had at least been people coming and going, with horses, cattle, and passersby constantly moving through.
Now, however, it was as silent as a dead city. The only sound was the barely perceptible tremor of tumbleweeds bouncing across the ground.
"Hmm. Looks like Pralaya still went after them." Bobo removed his hat, seeming to observe a moment of silence for the other tourists from the same batch. "She apparently has no intention of keeping up the act. Once again, she has revealed the prison-like nature of this world."
Deathstroke was valuable to her, but the others were not, so they could be disposed of.
Bobo had also learned about the Stone Tablet, so he naturally knew that creation, protection, and destruction were taking place at the same time.
"There's nothing we can do. This was their fate." Su Ming squeezed the horse's belly with his legs, guiding it slowly toward town. "I originally thought keeping our distance from them would let them live a little longer. Turns out they did not last very long at all."
"Where are the bodies?" Hermione rode beside the professor,