The shattered mountain range remained silent after the battle.
Countless valleys had disappeared completely while rivers of magma flowed across the broken earth beneath the collapsing peaks. The skies still carried traces of golden divine light left behind by Alex's transformation, and the pressure lingering in the atmosphere continued suppressing every living creature within thousands of kilometers.
The two flood dragons lowered their massive heads slowly before Alex.
Their enormous bodies were covered in wounds that had not fully healed yet. Blood dripped continuously from their cracked scales, while exhaustion filled their eyes after suffering complete defeat. However, the fury and arrogance that had existed before were already gone.
Only deep caution and unwilling respect remained.
