Faced with this cruel, devastating reality, Tang Hao was nearly mad. He clutched his son Tang San's corpse and roared like a beast.
Blinding red markings of slaughter spread across his twisted face as though alive. In an instant, his eyes turned black, their pupils green.
Pitch-black Soul Power ignited with sinister green flames and poured from Tang Hao's body, consuming Tang San's corpse and the three crude mud-brick houses.
Where the houses had stood, only a blackened patch remained. Tang Hao's arms were empty.
The whispers of the Asura Evil God supplanted his thoughts, already plunged into utter chaos.
"Kill! Kill! Kill everything! Kill people! Slaughter beasts! Murder kin! Destroy myself! Slay gods! Aah!"
"Bloodshed purifies the earth. Slaughter brings forth lifelessness. Countless dead souls sing the praises of madness. The God of Slaughter lives forever. Asura lives forever. This demonic corruption is our very soul..."
"Spread the faith and reap the lives of all beings. That is our mission."
Aah!
Tang Hao let out a savage roar. Nine Soul Rings burning with sinister green flames blazed to life in the little village as it lay quiet in its afternoon nap. The giant hammer marked with blood-red patterns transformed beyond recognition.
Even in its initial form, the hammerhead had swollen to three meters wide and two meters tall. Black conical spikes covered its jet-black body, while its seven-meter shaft was wound with red and white markings. Savagery and violence had taken solid form in this twisted Clear Sky Hammer.
"My son has become one with me. He's been truly purified. So die! All of you, die! Join my son in death!"
Tang Hao gripped the hammer with both hands and brought it down.
Black-red Light of Destruction burst from the point of impact, spreading through all of Holy