The light of the sunset had turned the sky into a burning orange color. It was shining from the end of the sky and reflected upon the thick stormy clouds and on the earth.
By now, the war on earth had escalated to an unimaginably brutal stage, and mountains of corpses were strewn all over the place. Their blood flew across the field like a streaming crimson creek.
Especially in the center of the battlefield, where the bodies were piled up like a small mountain, blood was everywhere. Countless people charged in and stepped on the corpses, only to later become a part of this mountain of corpses themselves!
Everyone was killing each other, vengeance and madness surging in their hearts. Normally, when a war progressed to this stage, there must be a side that couldn't stand it anymore and would start to have a major break down and run away.
