[Michael's POV]
The explosion resounded and covered the entire world before him in purple. It was a miracle he was still able to breathe; after all, he had underestimated the radius of the explosion.
Even though he was roughly 10 kilometers away from the arena, he was still hit by the explosion, which even melted off some of his skin.
Thankfully, his healing capabilities dealt with that without him needing to expend too much mana—not like he had much to spare after all the golden shield domes he created for the citizens.
'How many survivors?' Michael asked the system hesitantly; he did not want to open up the map himself.
Do you want me to sugarcoat it?
'Of course not.'
Hmm... not a lot, then. The people that were pretty far away managed to survive because of those domes you made. As for those closer... well, they were not as lucky.
