"Is-Is it over?"
Meng Chao and the Wolf King were exhausted and waiting anxiously.
At first glance, it seemed like the dust had settled.
Broken Wings had been blasted to the ground by the dust explosion, and his mottled feathers were still burning intensely.
After all, what caused the explosion was not ordinary carbon powder or flour. Instead, it was the bone powder of a ferocious beast, so it contained a hundred times more energy than the same volume of coal.
The skeleton powder of the ferocious beast that was stained Broken Wings' body was fully burned as if it had released a hungry ferocious beast that kept gnawing at its flesh and blood. Soon, the liquid metal substance that formed the flesh and blood.., the gnawing was riddled with holes and potholes, as if deformed and ugly beehives had grown out of its body.