Several hours later, the noisy and bustling encampment finally quieted down, leaving only the sound of flesh and bones being crushed.
That was the sound of the tentacle feast of Heavenly Sound Obedience, and their food was the mountain of Guardian corpses in front.
Indeed, what was supposed to be the most powerful force in the world turned into food in just a few hours, armor shattered, swords broken, flesh and bone ground together, and wildly chewed by the eager tentacles.
At the top, the statue of the god had not even opened its eyes, and it was unknown whether it was gazing at this bloody massacre.
There was nobody alive in the camp, but from the pile of corpses, a heavy breathing could still be heard.
Swish swish...
Corpses piled up were pushed aside, and that enormous body wrapped in chains slowly stood up.
Half of his body had already decayed, most of the sealing chains were broken, and the exposed parts were just like the tentacles on Heavenly Sound Obedience.
