The originally cylindrical battlefield had actually been burned and melted into a circular track of destruction by that ring of extreme heat, and the marks left on the scene looked especially terrifying.
The amazing thing was that the tentacles of the Chaos Breeding Ground scattered all over the battlefield, as well as those bricks they were holding up, had actually not been affected; they were exactly the same as they had been before the white light burst forth.
As for the warriors who had originally been standing on top of them...
"I–I'm still alive?"
A warrior who had been driven back to the very edge and had no choice but to cling to the rock wall let out a voice of astonishment.
As soon as those words left his mouth, the responses of the others came one after another.
"I'm alive too!" "I'm fine." "I-I-I need healing, it hurts so bad!" "My hand's gone!"
