Chapter 452: The Guess Comes True; This Is A Coffin
The Venomous Flood Dragon was a treasure trove from head to toe. In truth, every world rank boss was.
As Lin Moyu pondered whether he should hunt more world rank bosses for their valuable drops, the ground suddenly trembled.
What followed was a scene that left him stunned.
The mountain-like piles of corpses began to sink rapidly, as if an invisible whirlpool had opened beneath them, swallowing everything whole.
In the blink of an eye, the bodies vanished—even the freshly dissected Venomous Flood Dragon disappeared without a trace.
The ground returned to its original state, pristine and untouched. Not even a single bloodstain remained.
Lin Moyu knew that both the Dimensional Battlefield and the Immemorial Battlefield possessed a self-repair mechanism.
Both battlefields could erase surface debris and restore the land to its original form.
However, there was a difference.
In the upper layer of the Immemorial Battlefield, this self-repair process was slow—it could take anywhere from three days to over a dozen.
But here, in the lower layer, it happened at a terrifying speed.
Barely half an hour had passed, and the ground had already begun to heal. Within just two minutes, it was completely restored.