Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 608.1: The Unsettled Two (1)

Bestial roars filled the battlefield. The desert winds carried a hint of blood-stench. Smoke puffed up from the ground and rose into the sky. Mountains of corpses and carcasses were strewn over the battlefield. It was a scene of carnage.

For a moment, the silver-haired girl thought that she had returned to the epic battlefield of the ancient era, where different races fought desperately for their future.

Indeed, this sight wasn’t unfamiliar to her at all. Or rather, a significant portion of her memories were about that.

Dead bodies, fresh blood, endless war, collapsed giants, fallen angels, and roaring gods.

Those were the things that immediately popped into her head if she briefly immersed herself in her memories, though it was not because she was emotionally affected by them that they were at the top of her mind, but simply because they were visually striking.

Giants had massive physiques that would smash a huge area of soldiers into meat paste whenever they collapsed on the battlefield. Angels tended to be cloaked in light due to their high mana capacity, so they were as eye-catching as shooting stars when they fell from the sky.

As for the gods, they were the stars of the battlefield in the ancient era, so it was only normal for her to have a strong impression of them.

Most people would have thought that she was cold-blooded if they knew about her thoughts, given her lack of empathy toward the deceased, but that was hardly the case at all. She was only calm because these memories felt empty to her, as if they were just a gallery of images. She felt no emotional connection toward those memories at all.

They weren’t even her memories, after all.

The silver-haired girl shook her head. She turned her attention to the battle happening on the surface, as well as the fight between Shrouding Fog and the beast-headed giant, and she was a little surprised.

She had witnessed many battles through her memories, but she knew that times were different now. This battle was nowhere close to the scale of those between

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