The space gate finally closed, showcasing the vast wilderness in front of him. Tall, robust trees stood erect, rustling and crackling as the wind blew.
"It's safe now."
Mu Yuan murmured to himself.
Even though he failed to collect any loot and felt somewhat regretful, it was unsure whether the giant shadow was dead. After all, the Nine-headed Roaring Thunder Flame Dragon was a large-scale magic technique primarily aimed at area damage.
He didn't dwell on it too much, as safety was paramount.
The mission had been completed satisfactorily, and the only additional expenditure was the large-scale magic technique. If he could squeeze Isloa a bit more, he would have a new technique, which was completely environmentally friendly and waste-free.
The dozen or so witches he had just 'recruited' were still in shock and tense, and their physical condition was rather poor, so Mu Yuan merely showed them a little attention before leaving.
The rest would be taken care of by Isloa.
