Even though the translucent spacial gap reduced the light, the brilliance that felt like a rising sun still made Malfurion, Lankshear and the other unprepared elves, nymphs and humans close their eyes to resist the glare. Even so, they still felt that they were faced with an overwhelming, dazzling ocean of light!
When the light was gradually gone, Lankshear and Selinda opened their eyes and looked at the Scarlet Plain, only to discover that a weird mushroom cloud was rising from the center. The demon experts at the core had already been obliterated. The edge of the giant pit looked like melted and reconsolidated glass, which reflected the bloody sunlight and presented a spectrum of colors.
As for the demon army further away, no intact body could be found at all. Broken limbs, heads and wings were everywhere, irrigating the earth with their red and green blood and spreading out a weird, bloody sense of beauty, as if a gigantic crimson flower was blooming.
