Chapitre 1050: Trial

The desolation in the three theaters was overwhelming, a once fertile land now reduced to a wasteland of ruins and ash. It was evident that this place, once full of life, now bore the unmistakable scars of war. The ongoing battle against the Gluttony Army had turned the area into a scorched and barren landscape.

Smoke lingered in the air, rising ominously from distant fires. Thousands of figures hovered in the sky, engaging in fierce combat, launching devastating spells that shook the very foundation of the land. The ground below was littered with the remnants of war—broken weapons, shattered armor, and fragments of those who had fallen.

Vandal stood at the rear, his expression grim as he surveyed the battlefield. He could feel the overwhelming energy fluctuations saturating the atmosphere, a constant reminder of the brutal conflict. The intensity of the residual energy was palpable, its very presence harmful to those not strong enough to endure it.