The boy stood in a sea of blood and corpses，The murderous aura permeated around him。He is about sixteen or seventeen years old，Tall yet solid。Red eyes like burning flames，The deep black eyes reveal a cold chill。His face was resolute，There is a hint of unyielding pride between his eyebrows。
In his hand he held a bloody sword，The blood on the sword has not yet dried，Drops of blood splashed on the ground。He wore a red cape，The cloak flutters in the night wind，Like a burning flame dancing in the dark night。The edge of the cloak is soaked with blood，The deep red color is particularly striking in the moonlight.。
The night sky is as black as ink，A strange red moon hangs high in the sky，Sprinkle a terrifying bloody light。The red moon shines on the boy's face，It makes him look even more eerie.。There was silence all around，There was only the sound of the wind mixed with the occasional cries of crows in the distance.，As if mourning for this massacre。
The ground was littered with corpses.，Blood gathers into a river，Exudes a strong smell of blood。The boy stood among the corpses，Looking down at the dead at his feet with indifference，There is no mercy in his eyes。His figure appears even taller under the red moon.，Like an unyielding god of war，Standing proudly in this bloody hell。
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The boy stood in a sea of blood and corpses，The murderous aura permeated around him。He is about sixteen or seventeen years old，Tall yet solid。Red eyes like burning flames，The deep black eyes reveal a cold chill。His face was resolute，There is a hint of unyielding pride between his eyebrows。
In his hand he held a bloody sword，The blood on the sword has not yet dried，Drops of blood splashed on the ground。He wore a red cape，The cloak flutters in the night wind，Like a burning flame dancing in the dark night。The edge of the cloak is soaked with blood，The deep red color is particularly striking in the moonlight.。
The night sky is as black as ink，A strange red moon hangs high in the sky，Sprinkle a terrifying bloody light。The red moon shines on the boy's face，It makes him look even more eerie.。There was silence all around，There was only the sound of the wind mixed with the occasional cries of crows in the distance.，As if mourning for this massacre。
The ground was littered with corpses.，Blood gathers into a river，Exudes a strong smell of blood。The boy stood among the corpses，Looking down at the dead at his feet with indifference，There is no mercy in his eyes。His figure appears even taller under the red moon.，Like an unyielding god of war，Standing proudly in this bloody hell。
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The boy stood in a sea of blood and corpses，The murderous aura permeated around him。He is about sixteen or seventeen years old，Tall yet solid。Red eyes like burning flames，The deep black eyes reveal a cold chill。His face was resolute，There is a hint of unyielding pride between his eyebrows。 In his hand he held a bloody sword，The blood on the sword has not yet dried，Drops of blood splashed on the ground。He wore a red cape，The cloak flutters in the night wind，Like a burning flame dancing in the dark night。The edge of the cloak is soaked with blood，The deep red color is particularly striking in the moonlight.。 The night sky is as black as ink，A strange red moon hangs high in the sky，Sprinkle a terrifying bloody light。The red moon shines on the boy's face，It makes him look even more eerie.。There was silence all around，There was only the sound of the wind mixed with the occasional cries of crows in the distance.，As if mourning for this massacre。 The ground was littered with corpses.，Blood gathers into a river，Exudes a strong smell of blood。The boy stood among the corpses，Looking down at the dead at his feet with indifference，There is no mercy in his eyes。His figure appears even taller under the red moon.，Like an unyielding god of war，Standing proudly in this bloody hell。
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