In the blink of an eye, four Golden Gods died tragically!
The cold and deadly intent echoed around, leaving the remaining six Golden Gods scared out of their wits, unable to muster any fighting spirit as they turned to flee.
"Keh keh keh, escape? Can you escape?"
Fransat let out a sinister laugh, gently licking the blood on his hand, a hint of wickedness on his soft, cute face.
In the next second, his eyes suddenly widened, and a surge of icy mist spread from his body, expanding in all directions.
The speed of the white mist was very fast, faster than lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it spread over hundreds of miles, enveloping the six fleeing Golden Gods.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
Touched by the white mist, the six Golden Gods shivered instantly, their bodies becoming rigid, and their escape speed drastically decreased.
Trying to escape faster, but they couldn't!!!
"Keh keh keh, not one can escape, everyone must die!"
