On the remnants of the Giant Spirit Realm, deathly silence shrouded everything.
The few lucky survivors among the soldiers from the Giant Spirit Realm and the Mind Realm stood frozen like puppets drained of their souls, their eyes vacant as they stared at the immense void wiped away by Dixon's palm.
Their will to resist and desire to survive shattered completely in that moment.
The wizard's cannon fodder legion surged like a silent tide, efficiently capturing and cleaning up these demoralized remnants, meeting no resistance.
Dixon hovered in the sky, surveying the battlefield that was now under control but largely devastated, nodding slightly.
The core of the Giant Spirit Realm's resistance had been removed, and the main force of the Mind Realm had been annihilated here as well.
