The battle ended quickly. By the end, the remaining Gods of Oblivion had been reduced to little more than ordinary beasts in terms of fighting power.
Tigers and lions might be formidable to ordinary people, but they were nothing worth mentioning before the Superheroes. Even Bobo could probably handle them.
After being hunted down by Raven's tentacle magic, none of them could possibly escape. Within minutes, they had all become her energy reserves.
"All right, looks like we've solved the problem at this Time Point." Little Superman gave a crooked smile, showing eight teeth. It was an incredibly bizarre expression, yet somehow he managed to pull it off.
"It's not over yet. At the very least, we need to cover up the battlefield." The pilot spirit returned to his bandages and stood up again, gesturing for everyone to look around.
Indeed, the battle had not lasted long, but the destruction to the surrounding area was very real. Nutcracker Mech's full-barrage attack alone had dealt a devastating blow to the nearby farmland.
The once tranquil, idyllic countryside had featured towering cornfields on both sides of a small road, white wooden fences stretching into the distance, and people waiting for the harvest.
And now? Nothing remained but scorched earth. Forget corn—there probably was not even a scrap of popcorn left. There was only the stench of char and blood.
The weakened Gods of Oblivion left no corpses behind after death. They dissipated like smoke, as though their energy had returned to the earth. But the Red-haired Monkeys were creatures of flesh and blood. Their bodily fluids stank terribly, and their severed limbs were scattered everywhere.
Besides that, there were strange giant hands, feet, eyeballs, and other bizarre things on the battlefield. But Superboy-Prime had mostly dealt with those already, either burning them