The moment they stepped through the rift, they were greeted by corpses. Thousands of them.
Monster corpses littered the desert-like landscape as far as the eye could see. Some were torn apart. Some had been decapitated. Others looked as though they had simply exploded.
The thick red haze drifted between them like smoke.
Even the air felt hostile.
Kaiwen stopped walking looking genuinely shocked. "What the hell..."
Wenzhi adjusted the oxygen mask covering his face. His attention barely lingered on the corpses.
Unlike Kaiwen, he wasn't seeing them for the first time.
Earlier, for that brief moment aboard the airship, he had seen this place already through Xinyuan's eyes.
The memory made his stomach tighten.
Kaiwen looked around slowly. "This is insane."
The destruction stretched endlessly. Evidence of hours of fighting, killing. Hours of refusing to retreat.
Wenzhi felt it then. Xinyuan's wavelength even from this distance.
