C937 All the Weapons Returned to Their Owners

The ascent of ten thousand souls to the heavens prompted a wave of deep sighs, moving even the seasoned Painting Devil.

As the starlight above waned, the surroundings morphed dramatically, as if eons had elapsed in mere moments. Mountains had given way to basins, and the terrain was marred by enormous pits and craters, transforming it into a vast wasteland of ruins