The explosion of a high-yield nuclear bomb is far more powerful than a miniature nuclear bomb. A spectacular mushroom cloud blooms in the night, its light illuminating hundreds of miles around, like a sun.
It's just too warm, melting everything within dozens of miles, the ground turning into colorful glass, as a powerful shockwave sweeps away, obliterating hundreds of thousands of people in an instant.
The world loses its color, and no sound can be heard. By the time the extreme silence ends, a massive crater appears on the surface.
The hundreds of thousands of soldiers are gone. These warriors are the cornerstone of the entire dynasty, the foundation of its rule, and the vanguard in the fight against the alien race, yet they dissolve in the light and heat.
The sole ruler of the Eight-armed Celestial King Race, the current Emperor, watches as his six-armed ministers, the backbone of the Celestial Race, perish in the massive explosion.
