"Slaughter!"
The Middle Earth.
In a frontier city, tens of thousands of people were trapped beneath the shroud of a domain's power, unable to enter or leave. More than a dozen figures darted through the city, slaughtering every living thing around them to their heart's content, staging a grand and brutal blood-soaked banquet.
Atop the tallest tower in the city, a sturdy figure standing three meters tall looked down upon the endless screams of the masses below. A hint of savagery and a trace of fanaticism gleamed in his eyes.
"Among all living beings, only through slaughter can the superior survive and the inferior be eliminated, allowing one to continually ascend. Among the countless nations, only through ceaseless slaughter can one dominate the world. Slaughter forges the world; slaughter achieves immortality..."
The figure muttered to himself. As he watched the faint veil of blood mist spreading across the sky above the city, smelled the stench of blood filling every corner, and listened to the shrill screams of dying creatures from every direction, his expression was utterly intoxicated.
"This is the charm of slaughter—ascending through slaughter, becoming eternal through slaughter..."
"Rumble!"
Before the figure could finish, a vast and terrifying force descended from the heavens, bearing an irresistible might that reduced the tower beneath him to rubble.
Under the impact of that violent force, even though the figure possessed power no weaker than that of a demigod, he was still slammed downward and crashed heavily into the ground.
"Beast!"
Amid an enraged roar, a streak of golden light smashed through the void, tearing apart the smoke and dust stirred up by the collapsing tower. With it came a terrifying heat that pressed down like a mountain.
"A demigod actually dares meddle in the affairs of me, Omdo, the Slaughter God Child!?"