At that moment, Aiden looked absolutely terrible.
All four of his limbs were broken.
His chest had caved in.
His divine bones were exposed.
Almost all of his organs had been crushed into pieces in the collision just now.
Golden divine blood poured down like heavy rain, dyeing the scorched ground beneath him gold.
And yet, he was still alive.
[Ding! The 10,000x critical hit system has successfully locked the host's HP. The host's life signs are stable. Injuries are being repaired at 10,000 times speed!]
Under the nearly breathless stares of countless people, Aiden, who lay in the ruins, used his broken right arm to force himself up little by little.
He knelt on one knee and gasped for breath.
Every breath brought more divine blood spilling from his mouth.
But he slowly raised his head and looked at the thunderclouds that were beginning to collapse and fade away.
A proud, wild smile appeared on his lips.
"The heavenly tribulation... is over."
His voice was not loud.
