The air crackled with an otherworldly energy as the clouds billowed and swirled, carrying with them an eerie sense of foreboding. The once deadly weapons wielded by the enemies also underwent a similar transformation, their material forms dissolving into wisps of the same dark purple mist.
"It seems that their bodies were recreated in order to make them use the energy of chaos…" Emily said while showing a complicated expression.
"They can be revived… but it doesn't seem that the enemy is planning to do that," Ethan furrowed his eyebrows.
As the events unfolded, a realization began to dawn on Ethan and his companions. The enemies they faced, the summoned heroes of D rank and those still residing in other worlds, were pawns manipulated by the insidious influence of chaos. Their recruitment by chaos was not accidental; it was a deliberate choice rooted in the vulnerabilities and aspirations of these individuals.
