Upon receiving their answer, Aozawa raised his right hand, and Shadow Spikes towering over a hundred meters tall rapidly retracted back into the ground.
The blood-soaked earth became covered in shadows; not a single drop of blood remained in sight. One by one, the corpses fell from the sky, making no sound at all, like clay oxen sinking into the sea, vanishing within the shadows.
Devouring all the corpses and blood, the black torrent converged, revealing the desert below without a hint of any bloodstain.
The gentle moonlight spread over the Chihuahua Desert, seemingly draping a layer of silver-white veil over the sands.
"Wait, Emperor, I still have something—" Nied tried to continue.
Aozawa had no interest in further conversation. The returning black torrent surged and engulfed them all.
Under the surveillance of military satellites, the Shadow rapidly shrank within the desert, ultimately vanishing without a trace.
It was as if nothing had ever happened.
