The world was torn apart by a crimson glow.
Siang floated in the fierce wind, laughing aloud,
"Interesting! Interesting! This fight is exhilarating, don't leave, let's battle for three hundred more rounds."
On the ground.
Devastation everywhere.
Many buildings had been leveled to the ground.
Many powerful Council members couldn't withstand the aftermath of the two's battle and died on the spot.
Bodies were strewn for miles, blood flowed like rivers.
The deep red glow shined incessantly throughout the world.
That was the light emitted by countless Blood Shadows during their attacks.
The giant Mobile Battle Armor stood between heaven and earth, rumbling loudly, continually swinging its fists, knocking the approaching Blood Shadows away.
The elder floated in front of the Battle Armor, his expression grim.
This time, the Council had lost far too many hands.
Even deploying "puppet strings" only managed to barely draw with the opponent.
