Between heaven and earth, there was only desolation.
The chaotic desert, the blood-stained lake, the thick scent of blood...
All of it was telling the tale of a tragic scene that had occurred before.
At that moment, a strong sense of self-reproach surged into Ying Yue's heart, making him feel exceptionally guilty, as he knew that although the Merfolk Clan had killed these 3000 civilians, ultimately, they had died because of him.
I did not kill, but because of me, they died!
"The Merfolk Army attacked because of me, alas, it's all my fault!"
Ying Yue sighed slightly, his eyes filled with indescribable guilt, especially upon seeing the lake dyed red with blood and the severed limbs and remains, his heart filled even more with self-reproach.
"If only I could have arrived a bit earlier, why would it have come to this?"
