Many wills that were observing the battle pulsed with many different thoughts and intentions, some changed from enemy to friendly, some felt fear, some shock, some bloomed stronger killing intent, some satisfaction, and some indifference.
Especially a crimson skeleton figure, laced with darkness, who was hidden billions of light years away. "It seems I am not qualified to be his enemy," he thought before vanishing. He had watched the battle from beginning to end and had even wanted to join at one point, but his instincts warned him, and it was a good thing he heeded them.
Another that pulsed with the aura of an innate, flashed with complex emotions before it also vanished.
And there was also a gaze lit with life, which sighed and then vanished.
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