Apocalypse Reset: My Crab Can Heal the World! - Chapter 103: The Horde’s Aftermath

... till be clawing at the earth, dragging themselves forward, driven by some dark, unholy instinct. But there’s nothing.

Osmond stands in the crater he left behind, panting, violet energy still rippling over his skin. His chest rises and falls unevenly. His fingers twitch. The cracks over his body, the ones that flicker when he fights - they still glow like embers, pulsing wildly, erratically.

He overdid it - at least a little bit. Normally he can dispel his magic after he’s finishe ...