After the brief victory, what followed was a rush of acute grief.
After the war ended, a total of ninety-seven thousand, three hundred and twenty Spiritual Ability Users died, with two hundred and twenty-one thousand, three hundred and ten injured.
The medical supplies prepared in advance were completely insufficient. Another ten thousand Spiritual Ability Users died during the process of transporting the medicines.
Moreover, these bodies could not be buried peacefully. The corpses of Spiritual Ability Users infected by the Insect Clan's Blood Energy could only be incinerated on the spot.
Burying so many bodies in the soil would cause a violent uprising of Spiritual Energy, which would lead to another disaster.
Looking at the flames soaring into the sky, Lu Zixun felt an unusually heavy heart. These people should not have died.
"Brother Xun, this is just too cruel."
