The sorcerer's sharp teeth chewed through the live fish, and the flesh of the fish flowed into the water like a soup of blood, and sank away. The stars of the sky are repeatedly reflected on the water, prophesiing blood. The stars are ever-changing, and the wizard's skeleton rises to the surface of the icy black water, and its eyes have become a skull black hole. Two phosphor fires replace the pupil to look at the stars.

In the astrological constellation, there is a scene of war and gunsmoke, under a towering temple, many white bones are dense like ants, and life is revived, overlooking from a high place. The vibrant white is stained with colorful dust. The white pressure pressed a piece, and the skull, which had lost its skeleton, leaned against its jaw and the palate bone, and under the force of the reaction, the jaw bone slammed the sand and moved forward. "Smack!" the sound that tingles your heart makes you tremble when you hear that slight sound.

At night, there was a pungent smell in the fog, the corpses that had been buried underground for a long time, and through the fog and air, the orcs who were close at hand smelled and vomited. In a barren open field. A skeletal palm burst out of the soil like a seedling, and then many white claws burst out of the earth, opening a large expanse in the night world. There were many phosphorus fires drawn in the sky, lighting up the white bones of the night.

Then the earth shook violently, and the cracked crevices of the ground filled with piles of soft or hard soil, and skeletons rose from them, and several great trees swayed and rose, and the soil with its roots and tendrils lifted up like an island on the backbone of a mammoth's bones. The frightened birds in the woods swept up into the sky, burned their feathers as they brushed shoulders with the sparks, and fell down again to set fire to the haystacks in the field. So the beasts in the forest fled in the smoke and fire. Stir up the dust.

Suddenly, the night scene of the world became magnificent, and the earth shook. Crawling out of the cracks in the ground are the spirits of the dead that were once buried. Looking from afar, there are countless white bones emerging from the vast dust of the high and low terrain.

Warriors and nobles, as well as living slaves, were overwhelmed by the horror of the sight, and the beasts that followed the jungle rushed into a mighty stream to find a way to survive.

The bones were shaped like hollowed-out monsters, and their hands and feet were covered in bloody slaughter, and the stiff walking dead trampled on the living corpses in rows. Wait for the fresh corpse to stiffen, and the fresh skeleton will be produced again.

On the night when the wind blew. The bones and decaying flesh of orcs and other animals were resurrected. They wash away the dirt that has settled on their bones and carry rotting flesh with them. Bow down at the feet of idols.

The idol is the skeleton in front of the idol. It held the idol in its arms and stood in front of it for an unknown number of days and nights.

God could feel the wistful look in its empty sockets, full of hatred for the Tyrants. The wind often danced its arms, and the joints of its bones creaked. And its hair fluttering. The skull's hair spilled all the way to the top of the altar, tangling with the vines that climbed up. When the soul lives, the body lives.

Yi straightened his body and looked into the distance with his breasts. Under the altar of God knelt many souls of the dead who had risen from the dead. They surrender to the new "gods". The worshipped skeleton has no expression. The idol was behind him, his face wrinkled with horror.

The temple was built. The idol was not moved to the top of the temple.

The body stands on it, but the body is not God. Just a king in captivity.

Yi's body is transformed into eyes with double emulsion. Far away, on the altar of God. The leader of the skeleton is fitted with the body of a koala and resembles a monster.

The king stood at the highest point and took the fireball from his neck with both hands. Dropped. When the red sun was in the air, it was swept away by a fluttering butterfly with burning wings. Passing by the lake, startled meteorfish skimmed overhead in the red sun. Aromatic grilled fish. The earthquake caused the water of the lake to pour into the cracked ground, and a huge winged lizard rose from the crack in the ground with the smell of decay into the white sky, and the monster opened its teeth and palate and bit the red sun, no longer afraid of burning.

The king's body fell from the towering temple, arced and landed silently. Gravity sent the legs and feet into the dunes, and the attackers seized the moment and hit the king in the leg with a spear. The king drew his spear and swung a drop of blood. Bounce into the sky. The spear is pierced back into the belly of the spear thrower.

The king, in his true form was a headless corpse, pulled his feet out of the sand and kicked up two lumps of sand, knocking down a piece of emaciated bones.

The surging resurrection rushed forward, and the king showed bravery like never before, dancing a tree trunk with sharp ends and knocking down several walking bones or flesh-and-blood plows. The skeleton was shattered, the rotting corpses were knocked to the ground, and the stinky blood splattered on the ground.

But more and more of the walking dead are still stepping on the piles of broken corpses to attack the exhausted, unguarded king, covering the bones one by one, forming a pile of bones. The king, who had no head and no limbs, stood at the highest point of the accumulation of broken bones, and he struggled to maintain his high position, and then the king lifted a skeleton and smashed down a piece of bones, and the separated bones scattered in a clatter.

The mountain of bones suddenly collapsed, sinking like an hourglass into the wide cracks in the ground that continued to crack, Yi flapped his wings and tried to escape, but a dry hand gripped Yi's ankle tightly. Later, Yi pulled a string of corpse bones in the air and swirled, and the bones were connected in a line to affect Yi. It's like a kite pulling a string to hold each other down. Over time, Yi fell in the air from exhaustion, and was quickly submerged by the sea of bones.

At this time, the wind rolls up the overwhelming colorful sand, the sandstorm carries swirling stones, taking the opportunity to kill the fluttering butterflies in the wind, and the small islands piled up by guano in the sky are crumbling under the impact of each other, scattering dappled light. A large amount of crystalline stone fell, burying the broken bones back into the sand.

The wind shook the bear's body, and the skeletal leader fell, clattering along the smooth broken bones into the cracked ground...... Wait until everything is engulfed, and the cracks in the ground merge again.

Madara is trapped in the temple. Having eaten everything, Madara bulging with a translucent belly that had no nutrients, the last piece of tent fur that had been stuffed into her mouth, she squinted at the mortal world, decadent and near-extinct. The white skeleton was like a wave. The fleeing animals were caught in the waves, their flesh torn apart by white skeletons, producing white bones mixed with blood. In desperation, she slowly closed her eyes, jumped down from the temple, and disappeared into the white sky carried by the butterflies.

There were so many phosphorus fires in the sky that the world suddenly became hot, and in the colorful sky, a flaming winged lizard fell and slammed into the earth, booming. In an instant, the objects in this space shattered, and the whole world burst out of the horizon, and the shattered dust rushed into the sky with a gravel-like mixture, and the scenes of the past swayed in the wind and disappeared as scattered pictures.

The earth was opened up into an empty scene, and the butterflies and everything in that world disappeared in an instant, like dust, and turned into nothingness. And so the world disappeared. Or changed.

The red sun will always be in Madara's story.

Note: This story is purely fictional, and if there is any similarity, it is considered a coincidence. Exchange three fish, or ten eggs.