The actions of the God of Blood, Darkness, and Death are straightforward and decisive, without a trace of excess.
Stand up, lift the battle axe, raise it, then strike down, that is all.
He doesn't even spare a glance at the insignificant life forms on the ground... To him, everything is nothing more than ants.
But such a simple action gives rise to a terrifying power.
The moment the battle axe cleaves down, heaven and earth change color... A scarlet light spans across the sky, and for a moment the entire world seems neatly divided in two by this axe light.
The night sky, in front of that battle axe, is like glass being cut through.
Even with the naked human eye, one can clearly see the neat edges of the space being sliced.
The next moment, bang!
The earth shakes violently, splitting open a long crack.
The peaks around the mountain valley are instantly broken in half.
