An endless swarm extended till the end of one eyesight.
THUD!THUS!THUS!THUD!
Army consisting of an uncountable number raised their weapons and clashed them on the ground. The ground was littered with corpses and the blood from the corpses flowed forming an ocean of blood.
The sound made by striking weapons resonated loudly one after another in perfect symphony as if praising their Lord.
Marcus, who was bewildered by the scene, soon turned his eyes towards the overwhelming presence.
At the centre of the world, a huge throne extending up towards the sky stood.
As soon as the man's sitting on the throne looked into his eyes, his body started to shudder in fear.
Alex's lips crept upward as he saw Marcus' dreadful expression.
"Are you satisfied?"
Before Marcus could answer, the eyes of the army turned towards him. At that time, he felt pressure and suffocation like never before that seemed to be wanting him apart.
