Bodies formed a blanket over the landscape.
They didn't pile up like a mountain, nor did their blood flow like a river.
They were cold corpses that absorbed all the blood they spilled, and their bodies were spread out because of the widespread carnage that killed them.
The scene ended in a few hours. The armies were enormous, or else it wouldn't have taken so long.
But whether they were Divinities or lower existences, they fell all the same, becoming part of the blanket of corpses that decorated the surrounding territories.
Damien looked down on them indifferently. His thoughts were still the same, but he was starting to contemplate other things as well.
'Maybe I shouldn't discriminate?'
He, of course, wouldn't kill the Void Palace forces, but he was wondering whether or not he should place them under a similar spell to see how they would react.
After all, Damien never forced the Divine Order troops to die.
