The Axe blade was more than fourteen feet in length and carried enough force to split a continent in two parting the fog with a loud whooshing sound that could be heard for miles.
Slamming into the body of the old man, it vaporized the entirety of his body leaving tiny quivering flesh behind that soon froze into black ashes, the Demon General sneered and continued brushing the black ice off his body as he tried to penetrate the despicable fog in this place with his perception, and then he stumbled.
He looked around confused, he was still in midair and there was no obstruction anywhere around him, it was impossible for him to even know the ground from the sky and he was just selecting a direction and pushing forward until he found something to kill, and then he yawned.
