The battlefield, filled with beasts and cultivators, now became empty. It is now just a giant crater.
No corpses were left behind as if everyone disappeared out of existence. Neither the Feline forces were left nor the cultivators from various clans.
Lan Xia just stared at the scene in a daze for a while, on her knees. "That… that… what are you?" Her voice quivered as she looked up at Mark's face. She was someone who seldom had emotions displayed on her face. Curiosity and happiness were atleast seen from time to time. But fear… she hadn't had that expression for a long time.
Mark stretched his hand to help her to stand as he replied. "That, my dear, is an Anti-matter Missile Launcher, a weapon of mass destruction I developed. And this is the power of technology."
"Technology?" Lan Xia's entire body shivered as she returned her gaze to the empty battlefield.
