บท 273: Chapter 273

The flames rose into the air as if blood was boiling off the earth. The heavens opened up, unleashing a shower of blood, unearthing the landscape and tumbling the oceans as if it had been shot in the heart by a golden arrow. The land turned into a molting furnace consuming every living thing within, as if hell itself had risen from the depths.

In the unending darkness, his eyes twitched rapidly. As blood began to envelop him, all he could see were the pitch-black armor of soldiers, the sharp blades of swords, the moon in the darkness and the desolate landscape covered in snow. As the dead began to fall like dominoes and pile up across the landscape, vultures began to circle the sky, their claws waiting to grab the bodies. The wind blew across the landscape, the sand in it hitting everyone as sharp as a knife, while the sounds of killing filled the landscape.