Chapter 608: What she would do for love...

The aftermath of the explosion painted a grim tableau across the desolate wastelands. The once-barren landscape, already scarred by the ravages of time, now bore the fresh wounds inflicted by the cataclysmic self-destruction of the Primordial Beast. The very air seemed to hang heavy with the acrid scent of destruction, as though the elements themselves recoiled from the unleashed forces.

In the heart of the devastation, pools of boiling blue blood simmered, a grotesque reminder of the otherworldly essence that once coursed through the veins of the now-vanquished creature. The earth, charred and cracked, bore witness to the intensity of the inferno that had consumed all in its path. It was a surreal canvas of destruction, with remnants of arcane energies playing a spectral dance across the desolation.