The scorching winds blew in from the distance, carrying dust as if engulfing the entire world in a grim haze.
In the sky, burning stars of steel tore through the air, plummeting toward the earth and casting down calamity and death.
Roars erupted, flames spewed, and countless brilliant blossoms of destruction rose from the ground, the sweeping fire and shock waves swallowing everything in an instant.
Death spread.
Amidst the trembling earth and quaking mountains, countless Blood Corpses were reduced to ashes in the explosions, leaving only rising dust and an endless stretch of charred black soil.
"Hahaha, art is all about Patrick Star!"
On the desolate plains, a man sitting on a white folding chair cheered excitedly. Under his will, the neatly arranged ten thousand missile launch vehicles behind him began a new round of launching.
The missiles rained down, covering the sky, almost blotting out the entire heavens.
