In less than one minute, eighty percent of the Horn Lizard King's Palace Guards had been slaughtered.
Ahhh! Ahhh!
Blood splattered into the air while shattered armor and broken weapons flew in every direction.
It was complete carnage.
"P-Please... don't..."
"H-Help..."
"...M-My... King... Help..."
Many Palace Guards screamed and begged for their lives. They turned toward their once mighty King, hoping he would save them from the relentless undead legion.
But to their shock, their King stood frozen, completely unmoving.
His face was etched with despair and his mind descending into complete chaos.
The deafening screams of his men and their desperate cries, even their miserable deaths had all gradually faded into the background.
It was as though he could no longer hear anything.
Suddenly, he found himself standing alone in a world filled with nothing but an endless river of blood.
The crimson river stretched as far as his eyes could see.
There was no land.
No sky.
