Large chunks of hail hadn't completely melted, many of the bodies were still draped with ice blocks, only their limbs protruding.
Su Mo pursed her lips and couldn't find the words to speak, and Lu Chen's face also looked terrible, "Look for Luo Cong, he should still be alive."
The people moved those giant pieces of hail and dragged the bodies, horribly mutilated by the impact, together.
In the process, everyone checked the faces but Luo Cong's was nowhere to be seen, and the superpower users who were with them said many were still missing.
Everyone was both happy and sad, sure that Luo Cong had led some to safety. Lu Chen's expression eased slightly as he stood straight facing the pile of bodies, "Let's send them off."
To prevent the soldiers' bodies from being gnawed by mutant snakes and insects in this mountain forest, they had no choice but to burn them all with fire.
