The vast battlefield was enveloped in silence.
It seemed as if every living creature was frozen in time.
CREAK... CREAK...
Only the remaining battle automatons were active.
Armed with firearms, they advanced, their electronic eyes equipped with scanners sweeping the area, beginning to collect the scattered remnants of flesh and blood.
The onlooking new bloods stood stock-still, each able to clearly hear their own breathing and heartbeat.
This state was not limited to those new bloods present at the scene.
This was because a live broadcast of the battle had already been shared in the group chat channel.
So, now, the vast group chat channel was also plunged into an eerie silence.
The new bloods, scattered in different locations throughout Smokeless City Number Three, all wore identical expressions—
They gazed fixedly at their mission wristwatches, lost in thought.
Some, rather unluckily, were in the middle of tasks, caught in combat...
