Afterward, within the vast fan-shaped area, all forest, mountains, and rocks were shaken; the earth trembled, and smoke turned into rolling earth dragons swept by the shockwave, disappearing instantly at the horizon.
The leaves of towering trees covering several kilometers around were all scorched and dry.
Even Heather, a mythical creature almost stepping into the Fifth Order, couldn't help but shield her eyes, her dress fluttering, rustling loudly.
"Second Gear: True·Killing Whale Dominating Fist!"
When Byron retracted his fist and exhaled, the scene before him was already cleaned thoroughly.
Not only did "The Little Mermaid's" living fairy tale vanish completely, but even the forest ahead and a slightly undulating hill disappeared together.
From the boundary of Byron's feet, within a sixty-degree angle fan-shaped area, the ground had been shaved flat by at least a meter.
The view ahead was unprecedentedly expansive.
