Putting Wen Jiulong's head into a box and storing it in his personal backpack, Lu Wenwu surveyed his surroundings.
The Salvation Resistance Army's base here had completely vanished.
In its place was a colossal crater with a diameter of several kilometers, along with debris and fragments scattered all around.
Most of the fragments had been melted and liquefied by the flames Lu Wenwu unleashed during the battle, turning into flowing droplets.
Now, they lay scattered at the bottom of the crater, possessing a certain unique crystalline sheen.
Once this area is reintegrated into the safe zone, maybe the crater could be fenced off, and a story created around it for ticket sales.
Lu Wenwu suddenly had this thought flash through his mind without any particular reason.
It's just a shame that there weren't many spoils left from this battle.
Only a legendary longsword, and a head... oh, and a hundred free attribute points contributed by that head.
