Looking at the piles upon piles of corpses, some who had never experienced such carnage couldn't bear to look, or simply vomited nonstop. The stench of blood was simply too thick; the blood flowing from the bodies had stained the snow-covered ground red.
Those who had experienced such battles remained unfazed; to them, this was perfectly normal. It was the law of the jungle. If they hadn't fought back, they would have been the ones to die!
"It's finally over…"
Yi Tianyun gazed at the pile of corpses before him, his eyes ice-cold, without a trace of pity. Had he shown them even an ounce of mercy, he would have been the one to die. To be merciful to one's enemies is to be cruel to oneself.
The disciples of Merak Palace immediately began clearing away the corpses and collecting the spoils of war.
