" boom boom boom!!! "
the sky was filled with a sea of blood, the land of despair filled with evil spirits. suddenly, thunder and lightning resounded.
a purple thunderbolt that was hundreds of meters thick and tens of thousands of meters long seemed to strike down from the end of the chaos. with an unparalleled posture, it struck the scarred land that was covered with corpses.
"no!" a supreme being of the blood race shouted. his descendants had been following him from a distance of one or two hundred meters.
however, when it touched the edge of the lightning, it turned into a wisp of black smoke and quickly dispersed into the air after just a little touch.
looking at it again, the center of the huge blood cloud was completely hollow.
at least 3000 members of the blood tribe had died to this thunderbolt without a single drop of blood essence remaining.