With flesh and blood splattering in the air, then fading to ashes.
In the capital, figure after figure lost their lives, collapsing to the ground.
At this moment, at this time.
Liang Hui no longer cared as he strode forward.
One punch after another, he aimed at the figures in the sky.
The wails and curses echoed between heaven and earth.
For miles around, the landscape was dyed red with blood, bodies strewn upon the ground.
Luxurious, majestic palaces were reduced to ashes.
And lifeforms were falling in droves, in droves.
The noise within the city walls slowly faded into silence.
Robes drenched in blood, Liang Hui looked down with heavy eyes.
Closely packed corpses blanketed the city.
Crack! Crack!
And at some point, dark, heavy clouds gathered in the sky, with lightning snaking like silver serpents within them.
Smack! Smack!
Raindrops, accompanied by the howling wind, began to fall.
It was as if heaven and earth were weeping for this slaughter.
