117. DEAD

The finely dressed figure of the head of the Deligon family, could be seen atop his pet wyvern, Herx, who currently hovered high above the ground, its large body attracting some attention.

Beneath them was a huge crater that had a lot of debris around it, the light of spells could be seen once in a every few seconds, as around fifty people radiating power between the peak of tier 2 and lower stage of tier 3, moved to clear the broken buildings and rescue the people trapped beneath the pile of rubbles.

The middle aged man whose name would remain unknown for now, had arrived at the site a few hours ago.

Traveling for a bit over a day on his pet, he managed to cross an amazing distance in that period of time, although he didn't make any stops, because he didn't need to rest.

Multiple thoughts swirled in the powerful mind of this seasoned cultivator. Each time his eyes landed on the hole, and the Incredible destruction around it, he would shake his head.