The flame in front of the World Tree had grown. But it had turned into a black flame, the color of spoiled blood. 

One could see evil spirits swimming around it if one got closer. But at its heart was a solitary white flame. Below it was a Dragon’s Heart, slowly disintegrating into ash. The white flame was using the Dragon’s Heart as fuel. 

Woojin had already sat in front of the flame for well over ten days. He was focused solely on controlling the evil spirits, so he didn't have time to take stock of what was going on around him.

It was a private battle that drew the attention of the people. However, when it continued for over ten days, the heroes of the coalition started focusing on their responsibilities.

It would have been great if Woojin had fixed the Colony using his god-like power, but he was too busy. So the coalition had to fix the place themselves.

It took them roughly twenty days to secure the area. The corpses of tens of thousands of monsters had been gathered in an enormous pile, forming another mountain. The mountain still bore patches of blood where blood had spilled in copious amounts. 

The Immortal stayed steadfastly in place, but his Undead Army was razing the region as they slaughtered all the monsters....