Under Firomina's relentless carpet bombardment, every corrupted corpse on the outskirts of Starnight City was wiped out, including countless ranked undead. She even burned away the lingering traces of corruption on the ground, leaving the gray mist unable to gather for the time being.
"So this is the destructive power of the Divine Chosen of Destruction? Are you serious?"
Aside from being blasted into a mess and still steaming from the explosions, most of the farmland no longer showed any signs of corruption.
The waves of scorching heat left Ophelia drenched in sweat. She was astonished by the terrifying destructive force of the Divine Chosen of Destruction, yet seeing Firomina suffer noticeably eased her mind.
After killing nearly two thousand corrupted corpses, Firomina could no longer endure the headache brought on by the backlash of the world's laws.
As Phield gently massaged her head, he tried to persuade her.
