The explosion had finally stopped, but just because the explosion had stopped didn't mean things went back to normal. No, far from that, the destruction caused by the black orbs that Lyra had planted was immense, the wreckage was maddening as it seemed as if an apocalypse had descended upon the world itself, like the world was finally on the brink of collapse.
In a flash of light, various Velkrian Soldiers appeared as they seemed to either be teleported to the surface or moved by someone with an outrageous speed, whichever it was, it didn't matter.
The Grand Regent, First Regent, Second Regent, and Third Regent all appeared, their bodies flickering into place, their faces not having eased, their expressions still twisted into frowns as they could sink into depression at any moment.
Beside them, over a million Soldiers who had survived the blast stood, they weren't exactly injured as they had been saved by their Regents and some artefacts.
