The thick air carried a vaguely visible blackness, laced with a pungent stench, wandering among each Blue Star warrior.
The lead-gray sky was low and dark, like decaying organs, continuously oozing viscous Chaos Black Thunder, crashing down on the positions of the Blue Star warriors.
The black treacherous thunder that fell into the positions burst open precisely among the clustered Blue Star warriors without touching anything.
It was as if it had some high-tech sensory device inside it; avoiding its descent proved futile, as it would lock onto any Blue Star warrior.
Was it truly thunder if it was called so?
Apart from the intense stench and its pitch-black appearance, the Blue Star warriors were completely unable to obtain any other information about that Chaos Black Thunder.
The way it exploded was like the juices splattering when animal innards are blasted open, nauseating to behold.
